Take Taobao with you to another world

Their encounter was uneventful.

"Two intermediate mages, three junior mages, and twelve mercenaries." A man was speaking.

"It was all done by one person."

"Senior mage?" a woman asked in a soft and sweet voice.

"No mistake, there are traces of spellcasting around here," said the man earlier, "the burnt smell of the magic stone is still there."

"Should we change the road, ma'am?" Another man asked, "The main road is just like this, senior mage... If you encounter such a guy, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."

The woman dubbed "Madame" didn't answer for a while, but another voice sounded.

"Yun Ling, there is a child here."

— kind of bad, thought Astaros.

Xixi Suosuo's footsteps approached, covering the bleeding wound on his waist, Astaros clenched the dagger between his fingers with the other hand, but showed a weak and uneasy expression on his face.

"It turned out to be hidden here." With the voice, the bushes where Astaros was hiding were pushed away. "The smell of blood is very strong, and he was injured... Eh? This child also has black hair?"

Astaros slowly raised his head, the fragments of the moonlight—the visitor had beautiful silver hair tied behind him like moon silk, skin so white that it was almost transparent, and bright golden pupils.Astaros was startled. Even among the elves, he had never seen such a pupil color, and such an obviously inhuman beauty.

The man whose appearance can only be described as "beautiful" stretched out his hand to him. Although the appearance gave people a feeling of slenderness and fragility, the fact was surprising—the man separated the thorny bushes with his slender, white fingers, Grabbing their main branches, uprooted a large bush and threw it away, and then lifted Astaros, whose head and face were covered in mud, from the ground effortlessly.

It wasn't until he was lifted into the air that Astaros realized that the man was taller than he thought. He was 12 years old this year, and his height was equivalent to that of a 15-year-old boy. Mention" in front of that woman is like those girls in Baidu who show off their pets, but the feeling of swaying and not touching the ground at least shows that the man's height is already higher than the average man.

"Put me down!" After a little delay, Astaros finally found the response that a teenager of his age should have, and began to struggle not very hard.

"He's injured, Yun Ling." The silver-haired man said.

"Put him down, Meravia." said the only woman in the group of men. Her thick black hair was tied behind her head. This woman, who obviously belonged to the bereaved family, had a face different from that of most Central Africans, with slender eyebrows and eyes. Especially the eyes are slightly protruding at the ends, his face is a little sickly pale, but the color of his lips is inexplicably gorgeous.What is more noticeable is her slightly raised abdomen, which is a pregnant woman.

A man with a different name seemed to be completely under the command of this woman, enduring the throbbing pain in his waist, Astaros stood up straight after landing, facing the woman in front of him, "Who are you?"

"Li Yunling, the head of the shadow mercenary group." The bereaved woman said flatly.

Shadow Mercenary Group.Astaros looked around and counted people around them. There are more than 30 men with black hair and black eyes in black clothes, all of them are strong and powerful. Although he has heard the name of this mercenary group, But I didn't expect to meet them here.

"Where did this child come from?" The man standing behind Li Yunling asked, "How did he get this injury?"

The silver-haired man and Li Yunling spoke quite standard imperial official language, but this man spoke with a heavy accent. Although Astaros couldn't fully understand him, he knew that he was questioning his identity.It has been decades since the Continental War ended, and the defeated survivors have moved to various remote corners of the western continent of Central Continent. If we say that the Shadow Mercenary Corps can still walk in the central region of Central Continent by virtue of its strength, it is close to the Shenguang Forest in the central and southern part of the Central Empire. It is very rare for a black-haired child like him to appear in this region, except for the nobles who love novelty who will "collect" such slaves, ordinary people treat them like snakes and scorpions, and those with strength talents have an even more extreme attitude towards them.

He happened to be found in a place where a battle between strength talents just happened——

"I am..." Astaros was choosing an identity for himself when the man who brought him spoke again.

"This child is not from the bereaved family."

For a moment all eyes were focused, Li Yunling slightly raised his eyebrows, and looked behind Astaros.

The man said affirmatively, "His blood tastes of power.

——What kind of smell is this.

The slender ice-colored blade slipped from his fingers, and Astaros retracted it to his waist, "I am indeed not a bereaved family." He looked at the opposite woman calmly, "I am Astaros, from the Far East, yes The next Dharma follower."

"Far East?" Li Yunling said, her gaze became sharp for a moment, "Family?" Although she has a special charm on the outside, what really interests him is that she seems to be walking on the boundary line between life and death, exuding the gorgeousness and extravagance that life is about to burn out.

Words alone cannot really prove his identity. Astaros raised a hand, rubbed his fingers lightly, and a golden flame appeared from his fingertips, a slender thunder light, and then water balls and ice beads followed Appeared, and when the last wind blade disappeared, his proof was over.This is a full-line application that only the Favored can do, although the power of each is far inferior to their instinctive talents.

"The next ruler of the Far East, Your Highness, why did you come to the West?"

"I have the necessary training before I take the throne."

"Then," Li Yunling looked at him, "you killed this mercenary?"

Astaros did not deny it.

The way the others looked at him changed, the silver-haired man behind him gently patted the dirt off his head, and said, "No wonder he was injured."

"We have wound medicine," Li Yunling said, "Do you want us to treat you, Your Highness?"

Astaros thought about it and agreed.After the Continental War, the survivors and the power talents have become completely antagonistic. Even if they have retreated from the center of the mainland, the power talents dare not take risks in the wilderness, deep mountains or swamps, and the survivors dormant in those areas Humans have more than enough means to deal with these invaders who operate in small groups at most.But this mercenary group is very different. They have a record of cooperating with strength talents many times. Although no one knows how their connections are accumulated, it is a fact that they have a good reputation in the mercenary world.

There is no conflict, no conflict of interest. Since Li Yunling is no stranger to the title of Favored Person, he should know what kind of existence he is, and if he is willing to accept their help, he will naturally be rewarded accordingly.

The medicine of the survivors was very well-known a long time ago. After the bandage was over, Astaros felt the pain of the wound was significantly relieved, but the wound was on his waist. After all, he was inconvenient to move. His appearance was also not suitable for staying in a town without a mercenary union, so Li Yunling appointed someone for him to take him on the move.That silver-haired man named Meravia.

He has seen this man's great strength for a long time, but he can sense the power of Astaros, but Astaros doesn't feel the slightest power fluctuation in him, and his appearance is so special, Astaros has never seen it before. There was a human with golden eyes, not amber, but golden like a burning flame. Astaros was attracted by this pair of different pupils. He didn't realize his trance until Meravia turned his face. .For Astaros, who has never paid special attention to anything since his birth, this situation is abnormal.

Just a few days was not enough for him to draw a definite conclusion, but he found that Melavia's position in this survivor group was quite delicate.The Shadow Mercenary Corps is a very tacit compact group with strict discipline and clear division of labor, and all members are loyal to Li Yunling.Meravia is outside of this group. It is not that he does not participate in the actions of the mercenary group, but he is more like a guest than a member.In this mercenary group, he and Li Yunling are the closest. Astaros once thought that he was Li Yunling's husband, until Meravia himself denied this statement.

"Although she is not your wife, the child in her womb is yours?" Astaros, who was held in Meravia's arms, asked. He didn't feel that this posture would damage his self-esteem at all. Although he can endure hardships, he is more used to being served by others, not to mention the treatment he is receiving now is far from being worthy.

"Yeah." Meravia replied.

Just a few days of contact is enough for Astaros to judge that this is a character whose vigilance is inversely proportional to his appearance.Although this 24 to 5-year-old man claims to have been wandering for a long time, he still has a taste that has not been honed and experienced in the world.

"..." Astaros naturally imagined a bunch of bloody ethical plots, "Are you a nobleman?"

Meravia thought for a while, "It can be regarded as a royal family."

"Falling?" Astaros asked very directly. Maybe there is a royal bloodline in the west of Central Continent who has inherited such an appearance, but wearing rough clothes and mixing with the bereaved mercenary group, leading a 12-year-old mercenary group without complaint. The youth trekking in the forest every day is obviously not something a real royal can do.

Meravia smiled slightly. Although it was such a misleading appearance, at certain times his aura was not weak. "With my brother around, this kind of thing will not happen."

Did they come out of exile after a failed power struggle?Astaros thought.

The advantage of walking with the shadow mercenary group is that the wound keeps getting better. In less than a week, Astaros can walk around by himself. Although he still can't do intense activities, at least it is no longer a complete burden.His plan was to bid farewell to this mercenary group in two days. Both parties were unwilling to get involved with each other too much, which was a natural result.

The route taken by the mercenary group seems to be his usual route. There is one of their supply points hidden in this forest. The mercenary group that has been traveling for a long time stopped to rest. They didn't care that Astaros also knew this. place.Astaros also knew that his journey was coming to an end, the Far East and the West were separated by more than an ocean, and he would not come here a second time.

The light from the bonfire came in from outside the cave. His body was already quite tired, but for some reason, Astaros, who couldn't sleep at all tonight, got up and walked out. After greeting the mercenaries who were watching the night, he walked behind a bush .

The pale silver moonlight faintly outlined the outline of the night. Astaros raised his head and looked at the dazzlingly bright moon before realizing that today is a full moon. For all power talents, the night of the full moon is both magical At night, not only will their power be active to a certain extent, there will also be many demons and spirits in the shadows of the night - but this is a common saying in the west. Astaros only thinks that the vision under the moonlight is good. Looking down, he could overlook a stretch of forest. The sounds of nocturnal beasts and night owls came from the wind, and some stars twinkled in the blurry sky. He looked up at the clear night sky, and the comfortable early summer night wind was blowing on his face. The body, as if the whole person can go with the wind.

He turned his head and looked in a certain direction.

"What are you drinking? Wine?"

The silver hair that still stood out in the moonlight revealed the identity of the man sitting on a huge rock near the top of the mountain, holding a pot in his arms, and it took him a while to turn his face away after hearing Astaros' words.

"Astor?" he said slowly.

"you're drunk?"

"No..." said Meravia, but the voice was unconvincing, and Astaros stood under the rock, looking up at him.

"Your eyes are shining." Astaros looked at those golden eyes, although he was a little horrified to see this in the middle of the night, his reaction was calm, "Could it be that your family has animal blood? "

"Half-breed? No," said Meravia, closing his eyes and opening them again—nothing had changed.Then he jumped off this stone that was as tall as a man, and his landing was so light that Astaros barely heard the sound, and then the man with the strange blood stood up with a finger.

"Don't tell Yunling about my drinking."

"Yes, but I have conditions." Astaros said.

"condition?"

"Give me a drop of your blood." Astaros can guarantee that he just mentioned it in passing.

Meravia looked at him with his golden eyes, and Astaros met his gaze calmly, and after a moment, Meravia nodded, and said, "Stay away, though. "

"why?"

"Because only the real body can get the blood," said Meravia with the most rationality a drunk person can have, "the human form can't get it."

As slow as he spoke, as fast as his body changed, when the golden magic circle began to flash on Meravia's body, Astaros, who realized that something was wrong, began to back away, but the ever-expanding golden The magic circle soon came in front of him, and Astaros instinctively released the shield. Although it was broken at the touch of a touch, it bounced him out of a safe distance.

The moonlight was still shining down on the sky and the earth, but drastic changes had taken place on the top of this small mountain. The trees near the top of the mountain were all crushed and crushed into the ground, and the stones that could not bear the amazing quality cracked, and then one after another tumble.The role of the alienated golden circle is to free the body of this huge creature from the last resort of concealment spells. Even though it is late at night and there are few people here, the appearance of this giant dragon is still a disaster.

The huge black scales shone in the moonlight, covering the entire mountaintop, and even the limbs could hardly be seen clearly, only a pair of huge golden pupils similar to the shape of a human. The giant dragon slowly lowered its head.

"Meravia Yiqi!" An angry female voice came from halfway up the mountain.