Take Taobao with you to another world

The winter rain in the south is often unbearable even for people who have lived here for a long time, especially this year's climate is more severe than previous years. This winter seems to have overdrawn the spring rain. The cold rain has lasted for nearly half a month.

Wet gray heavy clouds covered all the way to the end of the line of sight, the rain was not heavy, but the water level of the Ill River turning out of the broad Bogut Mountain Range had risen to a position not far from the spring flood season, the pier was empty, and even the boats moored None of them were seen, and the fine raindrops washed the streets of the city into silence, and there were almost no walking residents.The post station on the outskirts of the city is an ordinary post station that can be seen in any city. There are even traces of suspected moss on the rain-soaked wood, making it look like a dying old man in the dense rain.

"Really depressing weather."

Although he was wearing rain gear, the short hair of the brunette young man was still wet and sticking to his head. He looked up at the sky, and then walked into the station.

There are firewood burning in the post station. Although the fire is not bright, it gives people a warm feeling visually. The smell of wine permeates the air. As soon as the steamy brown-haired young man walks in, the people sitting around the fire will look at him. Voted over.Those were five mercenaries whose identities could be identified only by their appearance. The brown-haired youth met their gazes, and the two looked at each other for a moment, then moved aside.

This is a group of experienced mercenaries. The identity information revealed by the brunette youth's attire after taking off the rain cape and his tight short hair is worthy of their fear.

The brown-haired youth showed his postmark to the postman, and then found a corner to rest.Not long after he sat down, a dense sound of hoofbeats came from outside the post station. He listened to these hoofbeats on the muddy ground, and his green eyes narrowed—a Shproshire horse, and more than one horse, However, not all the horses of this cavalry are such stunners that any soldier would yearn for. There are some ordinary good horses behind them.

The postmen all shrank their necks and walked out, and then came the uncontrollable exclamation.

Another person came in from outside the post station, not one or two, but dozens of them. The mercenaries by the fire all raised their heads and looked at the person in surprise.

Beads of water glistened from the smooth cloth, a subdued color and delicate texture not often seen even among the nobles of the big cities, but what was really startling was the appearance of the group when the hoods were lifted.

With long hair and pointed ears, and an unusually beautiful appearance for both men and women, even the mercenaries let out a low gasp when they saw this group of elves.This powerful and beautiful race is still unwilling to have too much contact with the outside world after a hundred years of ban. They will not step out of the Shenguang Forest for no special reason. One or two elves, what they see today may be something they haven't seen in decades.

It wasn't just elves who entered the post, but another group of knights rushed in from behind them--real knights, not cavalry.

A knight with a noble insignia engraved on his light armor looked around the interior of the inn without any partitions, turned his head and said to the most striking elf among the elves: "Your Highness, please wait a moment, let us first serve you Clearance……"

"No need." The elf with light blond hair said coldly, and without waiting for the knight to respond, he led his companions to another corner of the station.Apart from his appearance, he was different from other elves in that his cloak was half covered in front of his body, and when the elves around him untied it for him, it revealed the little creature in his arms.

The brown-haired young man touched his chin unconsciously. He had never seen such a cute child, wearing a furry cloak and the same furry hat, with only a slightly pink face exposed among the furry , The green eyes are big and bright.Maybe it was because he was bored in the adults' arms for too long, he looked around as soon as he showed his head, and the white cap rubbed against the chest of the beautiful elf, who was rejecting the high knight who served under a certain duke's banner to continue The guard's request did not pay attention to his activity.

Seeing that they were not driven away, the mercenaries by the fire continued to stay.

"Why do you bring a small... child?"

"who knows."

The child was on the hand of his guardian, and looked towards the group of mercenaries. The mercenaries all lowered their heads and continued to drink. He turned his face and looked at another stranger here, a brown-haired youth He smiled into those big clear eyes, but couldn't quite do it when he saw the color of the kid's hair peeking out from under the crooked hat.

...What is going on with this underage tree elf? !

The guarding elf stretched out his hand to put the tree elf's hat back on. At the same time, he glanced at the brown-haired young man, who was wiping the water droplets from his face with his hand, without showing the slightest strange expression.

This group of elves only rested briefly in the post station before setting off again. Not long after they left, the brown-haired youth also pulled out a horse from the post station, walking in the same direction as the elves.

The rain that covered several southeastern provinces of the Central Empire had little effect on Midway Town. When Oranto built a hotel, even a trace of blue sky was seen in the gaps in the clouds.His mood was the same as that of the sky. After a long period of gloom, he finally saw the hope of sunshine.

Midway Town is the last stop to enter the Shenguang Forest.Although the martial law in the Shenguang Forest has lasted for three months, and winter is the traditional season of rest, how to pass these obstacles is not a problem for him to consider—as long as he enters the Shenguang Forest, even if it is a step, he will be free. up!

During this long journey, he and Roberts tried more than once to escape the terrible young man, but the facts repeatedly proved to them that these efforts were futile.Oranto had never heard of a talent to enslave others in the world. Although this kind of bondage did not work often, it was miserable every time.The only good news is that this kind of mandatory restraint is not permanent, and Melavia promised them that it will only last until they enter the Shenguang Forest.

The silver-haired young man also stepped out of the hotel. On the street with light gray mist, his appearance made the background behind him become part of an excellent portrait.Oranto now knows how to reflect on his nympho, and has the ability to deal with it, such as turning his face away.

"How far is the Forest of Divine Light?" Meravia walked to his side and asked.

"Go straight along this road into the forest," Oranto pointed to the only road ahead, "until you see the trees with white branches and red leaves, which are the signs of the forest defense line. As long as you step on that line, you are truly entering the forest." We entered Shenguang Forest. It’s about four or five miles away.”

Meravia nodded slightly, and Roberts was walking out of the hotel with his luggage, "Orlanto, you bastard, come here and help me!"

By the time Oranto took his share, Meravia was almost at the end of the street.In the process of walking together, it cannot be said that these two strength talents did not get any benefits. At least they cultivated their character of less nonsense and good physical and psychological qualities. The two looked at each other and chased after them without saying a word.

As the most legendary field on the mainland, the Shenguang Forest maintains its unique vitality even in winter. Few knights are allowed to enter the forest. Coupled with economic reasons, the Meravians and their party are walking on foot at this time. , when the sound of horseshoes came from behind, both Oranto and Roberts stopped and gave way to the side of the road.

The elves riding the mounts that are far stronger than ordinary horses have the unique sense of travel and dust on long-distance travel. It is not uncommon for humans to appear on the road into the forest before the winter is over. A dozen knights who came on light horses tightened their grip. After taking the reins, a gray-eyed elf with long flaxen hair braided led the horse and walked over.

"Travellers from afar, it's not the time for the forest to open yet."

"Uh, I'm sorry, Mr. Elf, about this...Actually, we know it's not the time yet, but you see, there are always some unexpected situations..." Oranto faced the elf for the first time, although the other party's appearance was still oppressive. Not as good as Meravia, but he still seemed a little nervous. Unable to find the right words to explain this matter, he glanced back in the direction of Meravia.

Melavia slowly turned around in the middle of the road into the forest, raised her pale golden eyes, and looked at the group of elves.

The mount under the flaxen-colored long-braided elf took a step back, looking at the brightly colored Meravia under the thick shadow of the canopy, his tone was slightly different, "My lord... May I ask how call?"

Oranto turned pale in shock, "Hey! Don't...!"

"Meravia Yiqi." Meravia said calmly, "Report your name."

Orato's reminder came too late, the elf's pupils suddenly dilated, the light-colored lips opened, and the first word came out, "My—"

"Changqiu!" Someone in the team behind the elf cut off his unconscious answer. Although it didn't sound like the elf's name was not a word, but it really brought back his sanity, and the elf's body shook. Trembling, I suddenly came back to my senses, "This is..."

The elves on horseback dispersed into a formation in an instant, took off the longbow behind their backs almost at the same time, put their arrows on the string, and aimed at the panic-stricken Oranto and the dazed man who hadn't caught up with the changes. Roberts, and more arrows were aimed at Melavia, who committed acts of aggression as soon as they met.

"Arcanist or mage?" a female elf asked in her low voice.

Meravia didn't answer her question. He stood quietly in the middle of the road, looking at the only elf in the elf team who didn't take out his weapon. The shout that interrupted the contract just now also came from him.When seeing those wonderfully colored pupils, an unexpected look appeared in Meravia's eyes.

Prince Ximenez led the horse and walked to the front of the team. He raised his hand and waved all the elves back behind him. The tree elf poked his head out of his arms and saw the silver-haired young man not far away. He leaned back, and his body was pressed against the prince's chest.

"You are the most powerful talent I have ever seen, what advice do you have for making a sudden visit to the forest?" the prince asked in a deep voice.

"I had a good friend 40 years ago who temporarily entrusted some personal items to the elves. This was my original intention." Meravia said.

"Original intention?" The Prince frowned.

"Before I saw you..." said Meravia, the wind ruffled his silver hair, and a smell began to fill the air, the smell of power.

"Fire the arrow!" the female elf shouted.

Oranto, whose hairs were all standing on end, fell to the ground almost immediately, and Roberts staggered and fell down after being pulled by him, although none of the elf's arrows went towards them.At a distance of only a few tens of steps, the strong bow issued arrows that became harder and harder than steel, and they arrived in front of Meravia in the blink of an eye. The sudden whirlwind blocked the nine black lightning bolts, and Meravia raised her hand He gathered them into a bunch and threw them behind him. The second wave of arrows struck again. Melavia took a step forward. As soon as the arrow hit the bowstring, the figurative wind arrow knocked them away from the horse.

Oranto's reaction was correct. The energy in the air that only those with strength talents could feel was so intense that it was frightening in such a short time that people could only raise their heads. What is famous for his strength, speed, endurance and stability? The Proshire horses neighed and knelt down on the ground one by one.The prince avoided the wind arrow, and when he landed, he protected the tree elf with one hand, and in the other hand, the golden long sword had already condensed into shape.

The elves who were knocked to the ground struggled to get up, but the heavy pressure trapped their hands and feet. The tree elf, who was tightly locked in the prince's arms, raised his short eyebrows, and the light on the golden long sword shone brightly. , Meravia, who was walking step by step, stretched out his hand towards the swaying sword, and touched the light.

The sharp edge of the sword was like melting snow and turned into a liquid, wrapped around Meravia's fingers and fell into his palm, and was turned into nothingness by his grasp. The prince abandoned the sword almost immediately and retreated. The tree elf's hat fell from his head. Sliding down, the prince waved the child and was about to throw him out. As soon as he made the move, he was thrown onto a nearby tree trunk with a huge force. The branches and leaves of the trees tens of feet high shook and rustled, and a crack opened on the prince's shoulder. , He half-knelt down with a muffled grunt, golden blood dripping onto the ground.

The tree elf rolled twice on the ground and sat up unscathed. From the beginning, Meravia didn't pay the slightest attention to the child. He walked up to the prince who was struggling to support his body, and grabbed The prince's long, light-blond hair made him look up.

Staring at the prey in front of her with fiery golden eyes, Meravia laughed, bent down, and pinched the prince's chin with her other hand.

"What a surprise, this familiar and wonderful feeling..." His cold whispered voice vibrated like a dream, "In this world, I actually met a dragon crystal?"

At the other end of the rift, the strongest of the dragon family is almost unscrupulous in the entire rift plane. The black dragon master who is like a nightmare to both the same race and the foreign race, in his picky and mixed recipes, dragons are also Delicious food in a top position.From his hatching to adulthood, at least ten or more dragons form the basis of his enormous size and strength.

A dragonglass is the heart of a dragon, and there is no purer aggregate of energy.This crystal was sealed in this incomplete body with ingenious techniques, and only the pair of wonderfully colored eyes revealed a trace of aura. Found this piece of... "food" that can restore part of his strength in an instant.

His hand reached down and tore the prince's neckline.