A retired magician raises a bucket daily

Excessive use of magic, consumed too much magic power, the nerve endings were burning with pain, and his two-thirds of the magic circuit that had been scrapped directly caused his vision to go black.

His head was dizzy, and he could only feel someone talking next to his ear, the sound of hot breathing brushed over the tip of his ear, and a warm feeling gathered from all directions.

A wave of heat surged through his numb fingertips.

There is no passage of time in the enchantment, and the time on the mobile phone watch is frozen at a certain moment.

The firewood was crackling in front of him, and when he just opened his eyes, warm red light jumped into his eyes, and he blinked hard to see things clearly.

"Jason?" Reed asked.

"Ah."

The person behind made a low sound in response, and the feeling of trembling in the chest was transmitted from the touching skin.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were wet, maybe it was the frost mist attached to them, and turned into water, he saw his hand was gently held by another person, and the wound was wrapped with a cloth.

In fact, there is no need to be so troublesome, his physique can make his wounds heal quickly, but right now he really lacks magic power.

They sat on a smoothed stump, and someone a circle older than him held him in his arms.

"I'm so hungry," he said.

Jason let out a sneer, but his voice was still low and deep, with a slow smile, "You get cold and hungry easily, it's hard to feed you."

Reed muttered, "Then I'll let you starve to death..."

Jason raised his hand and stretched it out in front of him, holding both of his hands with the other hand, "Just eat a little, I didn't bring anything, I'm going to be anemic later."

There are thick calluses on the fingertips left by years of practicing guns and darts, and the tongue feels rough when licked.

The amount of bleeding from his fingers was small, and the force-bearing area was also small. He could only bite with one side of his fangs, and tilt his head to slowly lick up the oozing blood. The vampire's saliva has a slight paralyzing and healing effect, not much The little wound was closed.He was sad to find that he was not full, and the magic power returned a little.

Reed turned his head slightly and saw Jason's clean jaw and light lips.

"Still very hungry." His eyes stayed there unconsciously.

"Then what should I do? Bite your neck?" Jason said, lowering his head and rubbing his hair. "Why are your eyes red?"

Those clean amber eyes were bright red now, and when Reed looked up, he saw himself in them.

"Ah," he thought belatedly, before saying, "Magic drained, vampire mode now."

"What's the difference from usual?" Jason asked curiously.

Reed thought for a while, he hadn't experienced the depletion of mana for many years. In the past two years, because he wanted to reduce the workload of the unbreakable rock in his chest, more than half of his mana was used to share the pressure. So use more magic and you will be in an extreme state.

He said uncertainly, "Maybe, maybe probably, I won't be able to control myself... right?"

Because now he has no idea except a little hungry and no energy.

So many adverbs?Jason stared at it for a few moments before coming to a conclusion, "It's still pretty as it was."

Red, it seems that he is more like a non-human race, with a sense of fragile refinement-although killing the giant snake with his bare hands previously refreshed Reed's fighting power in Jason's heart.

I thought it was a nanny, but it turned out to be a melee mage.It's just that this face is just too deceiving.

... Wrong, he still has an idea, he really wants to take a bite of Jason right now.

Reed swallowed helplessly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, hungry from his guts, and suddenly leaned over and opened his mouth to bite Jason.

jaw.

"Hey, fuck," Jason was startled, and said dumbfoundingly, "Hiss, why bite this place."

Reed pretended not to hear, and his fangs bit a hole in it.

Can the vampire mode be animalistic? !Jason was puzzled.

The redness in his eyes is fading, and Reed's magic power is gradually filling up.

At this moment, a soft sound suddenly appeared from the side, like spring water flowing, it was simply pleasant to hear.

"Damn, why did you show this to my old lady?"

Both of them were startled, and Qiqi turned their heads to look over.

Fairies are a petite race. Their skeletons are very small, like girls of eleven or twelve years old. There are two transparent thin wings hanging down their backs. They have pointed ears and are very beautiful. They have a pair of big blue-green eyes that blink. Blink, it seems that there are stars in it, more Barbie than the little girl's favorite Barbie doll.

The goblin who was rescued woke up.

It just seems a little out of the ordinary.

Maybe my brain was frozen.

The goblin's voice was soft and small, and even his expression was gentle, "What the hell are you looking at, two mutes?"

"......" Ah this.

Cracks appeared in Jason Todd's worldview.

Can't understand.

Reed and Jason couldn't react for a while, and were stunned.

It took half a minute for Reed to regain his mind and voice.

"You, hello," Reed said with his tongue tied a little, he looked at Jason, then at the goblin, to confirm that he probably didn't have hallucinations, "You are from the goblin family... ?”

But the tone gradually weakened, full of disbelief.

"It's so obvious, you can't fucking see it?" The goblin got up and turned around.

Reed looked magical, and continued to ask, "Ah...then can I ask why you are here?"

The petite baby-faced goblin sighed, and said softly, "It's not because of those stupid things!"

Her name is Serrelia, and she was the last batch of elves born. At that time, the age of gods was coming to an end, and the gods left one after another because of the collapse of faith. The elder elves closed the door to the human world. At that time, she was still in her own By the side of the child she loves the most, it wasn't until the child grew up that she realized that she could never go home again.

So Cerelia wandered in the final days of the decline of the Age of Gods.She watched human beings wage wars again and again, starving and dying thousands of miles away.The hell was just completed, and those monsters born of malice, resentment and death are still bloodthirsty and killing in the world.The goblins are exquisite and beautiful, and they sing very well. Those ugly creatures like to catch such beautiful creatures the most.So Serelia, the last elf in the world, was captured by a powerful demon and locked up.After that, Lucifer became the lord of hell, he began to restrain the monsters, and clearly distinguished the boundary between the world and hell.Cerelia, who had been imprisoned by the devil, followed the devil and came to hell, where she was locked in her own barrier.

"3000 years after 3000 years, 3000 years after 3000 years, almost 1 years, the ugly bastard who suffered a thousand dollars has not let his mother out yet." Serrelia burst into tears, with crystal clear tears It fell down like a broken pearl, crying and talking.

If this picture is played silently, it will be enough to arouse everyone's pity.

The premise is silence.

"..."

......understood.Having stayed with demons for thousands of years, I have been influenced by my ears and eyes, and my speaking habits have been affected.

Jason was most afraid of seeing a girl cry, even if it was a female elf. He took out a clean tissue from his pocket and handed it to Serrelia.

"Don't cry, we'll take you out."

The goblin's eyes were red, she raised her head and said pitifully, "Damn it, really, is what you fucking said true?"

Jason has a headache.

The words that appear most often in this conversation are usually spoken by those criminals in Gotham who were beaten up by him, strong and full of flesh.

Jason nodded with difficulty, and gritted his teeth, "Really."

"I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years, and you will be happy." The goblin said, she conjured a handful of gold powder from nowhere and sprinkled it on the two of them, "My mother's blessing is very spiritual..."

Reed's ears burned again, and the gold powder disappeared immediately after falling on them. He waved his hands, "We are not lovers."

"Then what were you doing just now, getting so close to stamp?" Serrelia's big eyes were full of confusion and puzzlement.

The posture of the two of them has not changed since the beginning, like Siamese twins, Jason still has a red mark on his chin, which was bitten by Reed just now.

Celeria's eyes turned between the two of them, and then she clapped her hands lightly.

"I understand, you are young lovers, right? I understand, that idiot devil also often brings different female ghosts here, and asks my wife to sing to them."

"..." Is this demon still a sea king?No, you don't understand at all!

Reed dropped the subject.

He said seriously, "If we want to go out, we must first know where the core of this barrier is and what it is."

He asked the goblin, "You know what?"

"I remember there was an egg, a dead dragon egg, and the idiot hid it." Serrelia nodded after thinking about it, and pointed to the distance, "There is a road leading to the magma spring, he Put the eggs in that place, thinking that one day a dragon will hatch."

The goblin said childishly, "It's been 1 years, and the eggs are either stinky or overcooked. Does he think it's stinky tofu?"

"..."

In short, at least they knew where they were going. The two of them sorted out their equipment and prepared to go there.

Serrelia shook her wings and flew in a low circle. She was still wearing a blue and white long skirt, and her platinum-blond hair was twisted like a few strands of wheat ears, which was extraordinarily shiny. Her blue-green eyes were gentle Looking at them, when the wings flapped, there were tiny rays of light, like an angel descending from the sky.

After a while, she looked at Jason who was standing there, straightening Reed's clothes and zipping up his leather jacket. She put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction, and said softly:

"Where's Mo Mo Chi Chi raising fish?"

Jason's hand trembled, and the zipper of the large jacket was pulled to the top, almost pinching Reed.

The good memories of watching "Peter Pan" as a teenager, shattered.