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Yashnag Mountain, Yingdeng Forest.

The silver moonlight shines on the white stone steps in front of the elf palace, creating a dreamy light white halo. The finely carved stone pillars in front of the palace gate stand tall, quiet and solemn.

Suddenly a figure appeared out of nowhere to break the silent atmosphere. The person who came was wearing a thick white robe, holding a simple wooden staff, and under the hair crown wrapped with silver branches, the white gauze scarf embroidered with priestly patterns fluttered lightly in the wind.

The elf guard at the door bowed his head and greeted "High Priest" respectfully, and then opened the temple door with magic.

Su Manlan walked into the palace steadily and quickly, and the silver and white dark lines on the skirt shone brightly under the light with the alternate steps.

Walking quickly through the empty and spacious corridors and stairs, she had no time to stop and respond to guards and waiters who occasionally greeted her on the way.

After a while, they came to a carved bronze door with a height of two people. No one opened the bronze door by itself, revealing its wide and deep cylindrical structure inside.

The room is supported by sixteen stone pillars with a height of 20 meters. Dim yellow oil lamps are pasted on the arc-shaped walls. Books packed tightly.

It's like the interior of a circular castle stacked with books.

Su Manlan walked into the room and looked up. Their king was stepping on a glowing green leaf and suspended in the air, reading a book called "Language Art" compiled by the common language of the human race.

"I thought you'd be sitting in a chair waiting for me when I came in," she said.

"I did hear your footsteps, and I'm not as impatient as a thousand-year-old old man."

The male voice floating from above was diluted in the surrounding arc space, but the tone of intentional teasing was still accurately conveyed to Su Manlan's ears.

Su Manlan gave him a fake smile: "A thousand years old is not too old, but Annovia's high priest has lived to be [-] years old."

"Don't worry about these things, let's talk about the things that make you anxious." Yolanda said calmly.

Su Manlan was really in a hurry, so she didn't bother to compete with him in this regard, and said bluntly: "Just now, the crystal balls used for sacrifices that represent the earth have spurted out a lot of life energy. revelation."

Yolanda's dark green eyes were slightly focused, and under the dim light of the fire above his head, his slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes.

"Where is it?" He asked, and at the same time closed the book and tossed it lightly.

Immediately, a few colorful goblins flew out of the bookshelf to catch the books, carried the books and flew to a certain gap in the wall, and pushed the heavy books into the gap.

He stepped on the green leaves and slowly landed on the ground. During the process, his clothes and hair did not move at all, as if the whole person, from the golden crown to the complicated clothes, and even every hair was a jade sculpture.

"We used a leaf of the sacred tree to divination the approximate location, which is in a certain plain in the south of Sealand."

Yolanda thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her eyes to look at her and said, "I remember that Liyoumen went to Xilan."

"That's right, but he was there to help teach the little elf who was wandering outside. So far, he hasn't sent back any news about the sacred tree or the holy pool." Su Manlan replied sternly.

"Then, this time I will go there myself."

Su Manlan bowed her head: "Please let me accompany you."

"You are too willful. The sacred tree needs the guardianship of the high priest, and I also need your sacrifice and divination." Yolanda smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes and said: "So let the great elder go with me."

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Sealand, Ross City.

Although Liyoumen and Ogst used magic to take many shortcuts, after all, the straight-line distance was there. When the two chased the goblin and approached the manor, the entire wilderness where the manor was located had already been shrouded in twilight.

At that time, Youxia and Les had just had a simple dinner and were sitting on the grass beside the holy water pool chatting and watching the scenery.

Behind them is the beautiful forest of lights, and in front of them is the shimmering lake. The starry sky is bright tonight, but the light of the ancient tree of life is more dazzling than the starry sky.

It stands quietly in the middle of the lake. From a distance, the luxuriant canopy is like a green nebula floating in the twilight, swaying with the occasional night wind.

The holy water pool reflects the light of ancient trees and Yingdeng trees, like a lake hiding gorgeous gems, emitting illusory green fluorescence.

Even though it has been sitting here for a while, You Xia still can't help but want to be intoxicated while looking at such a scenery.

The quiet cool breeze blew with the vigorous fragrance of plants and trees. He took a deep breath and felt that it would be a pity not to open a deep topic in such an environment, so he suggested: "Let's talk about life!"

Les turned his head, his eyes full of doubts: "Talking about life?"

"Let's talk about the past, present and future." Youxia thought for a moment, then raised the topic, "Since Lord Hero is a human race, then your dragon blood should come from your mother, right?"

Rice nodded, looked back at the lake, and said after a moment of silence, "I've never seen her, and I don't know who she is."

"Your father doesn't know either?"

Rice shook his head: "He never disclosed to the outside world how I got here."

You Xia frowned, feeling that this was a bit strange.

One is a noble from the Western Continent, the other is a Demon Race from the Eastern Continent, or a Demon Dragon from the Abyss. How are these two related?

"However, when I was young, I heard people say it," Les said, "20 years ago, before my father became the lord of Ross City, he traveled with a caravan to the Eastern Continent. He suddenly disappeared when he was in Ha Xueshan."

You Xia raised the corners of his eyebrows: "Did he disappear into the abyss?"

"Perhaps, after all, when he returned to the caravan, it was already a week later." Rice said in a flat tone, "It is said that he fell ill after returning and was sent back to the country in a coma. , and then more than a year later, when I was still a baby, I was abandoned in front of the gate of the Hodge Mansion one night."

"Did your mother do it?"

"It should be, I have no impression."

You Xia had already immersed himself in his story, and hurriedly asked: "What happened after that?"

Rice said slowly: "I was in the state of a human baby at the time, but I had a pair of dragon wings growing on my back, so since then, the news about the combination of my father and the magic dragon in the abyss has been quietly spread. Yes, although no one will mention it on the surface, but in fact the aristocratic class at that time knew about it."

Having said that, You Xia can already imagine what kind of eyes the other party has endured to grow up these years.

"Later, my father became the Lord of Ross City, and all of us moved to the Lord's Mansion. At first, not many people in Ross City knew about it, but my two elder brothers..." Rice frowned, as if What disgusting memories came to mind, "They like to use my affairs to publicize outside, so it didn't take long for almost everyone in the city to know that the city lord has a son who is a hybrid of human and devil."

You Xia couldn't understand: "Doesn't your father care about them?"

Rice shook his head: "He won't ask about my affairs, and he won't care about these."

"But it has something to do with his reputation?"

"I don't know." Lai paused, and said, "Maybe it's revenge."

You Xia stared at his profile, feeling very uncomfortable.

He really wanted to scold with righteous indignation, "Aren't they all sons, why should they be treated differently", but when he thought of the ferocious and brutal image of the demons in the eyes of other races, and then thought of what painful experience he might have encountered during the time when the city lord disappeared , then for this son who is half of his blood, the city lord may indeed use such an indifferent attitude to vent his anger about the past experience.

"I don't like the City Lord's Mansion, so I left there when I was 16 years old. At that time, I was still young, I didn't know anything, I didn't know magic, and I didn't have any other specialties. The only advantage was that the wound healed faster, and it turned out to be because of this advantage. , I was chosen to be a member of the Sunshine Army."

Rice's voice was calm, as if he was telling someone else's story, "King Lot was warlike and always had conflicts with our country on the border, so for the next four years, I spent the next four years on the battlefield and in the barracks until recently..."

He suddenly turned his head to meet You Xia's gaze. After a moment of silence, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and a faint smile flowed from his quiet black eyes.

You Xia saw the light of the Lantern Fruit in his eyes, dancing and flickering.

Watched by such trusting eyes, Yousha Ergen felt a little feverish for no reason.

He felt that he needed to respond, but he didn't know what to say, as if saying anything would break such a beautiful atmosphere.

Afterwards, he simply reached out to hold Les's right hand hanging in front of his leg, clenched it firmly, trying to convey a sense of strength to him, and said in a sincere tone: "Don't be sad, brother's home will be your home from now on, Converted to the age of the dragon, you are still young, I will try my best to give you a happy childhood in the future!"

Les's smile froze for a moment, he opened his mouth, and was about to say something when there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

The two looked back at the same time, and saw two familiar figures coming from the Yingdeng forest more than ten meters away.

Especially the light figure of the adult elf jumping on the branches, Youxia couldn't be more familiar with it. He immediately let go of Les's hand and stood up, looked up at the Liyoumen who jumped down from the tree, and then looked at Looking at the slightly bulky Ogste, he asked in surprise, "Teacher, why are you here?"

Li Youmen didn't respond to his words, and walked straight to the shore of the lake, staring blankly at the calm and wide lake and the dazzling ancient tree of life in the center.

You Xia looked sideways, and was shocked to find that his eternally unchanging face revealed extremely complicated emotions. It was hard to describe what kind of eyes those eyes were, like an old man accidentally walking in a crowded street. Seeing his reincarnated young mother, he dared not disturb her, but was full of infinite nostalgia and love for her.

Ogst leaned on his staff and walked to the Liyou Gate, and rarely asked seriously: "Is it true, the holy pool you have been looking for for many years?"

Li Youmen: "There is also a sacred tree."

"Is this the sacred tree of the Yingdeng Forest?"

"No, not the same tree."

Li Youmen closed his eyes, then opened them again, as if confirming that the scene in front of him was not an illusion.

Then he turned around and looked at You Xia, and said in a solemn yet gentle tone: "I believe it now."

You Xia was puzzled: "What?"

"As you said before, the God of the Earth favors you."