Take Taobao with you to another world

He remembered that he was silent at the end.

Fan Tianlan opened his eyes, his expression was so clear that it was not a sleep but a blink just now, the sky light from the window was only slightly bright, he got out of bed without hesitation, and went to the bathroom to wash up.The cold and clear water splashed into the porcelain basin, and he scooped up his hands and splashed it on his face. After a while, he turned off the faucet, raised his face, and looked coldly at his own face in the opposite mirror.After several technical improvements, the yield rate of the glass factory has been greatly improved. The point allocated from the ten kilograms of silver brought back with the caravan from Sachelsea to Lacerda last year, the gang gathered around the crucible and pool all day long. The people at Kiln Zhuan finally dared to mix it with nitric acid and glucose for trial production.With both hands resting on the slate, his face was clearly reflected on the mirror with few flaws. It was a face that was much better than most human beings. He had no special feelings about his appearance. This face It had brought him some troubles, and had given him a lot of help. As for now, he liked the way Yun Shen looked at him.

The golden fire wheel emerged from the pure background color, adding a different color to this unbelievably handsome face, the water from the tip of the hair fell to the side of the cheek, and slid along the line of the chin into the open placket The muscles on the mouth and chest are toned, the skin is smooth, and there is no trace of scars.Not only his chest, but also the scars on his body that symbolized the past have all disappeared. There is almost no limit to his strength and energy, and his five senses are hypersensitive. Compared with the past, this is almost a new body.

"Actually, it doesn't matter what you think, you will find that you are getting farther and farther away from them." Meravia said to him, "I don't know what kind of abilities will be mixed between the two extraordinary bloodlines, but some of them are not very good. Where you are, you are more like me."

Those were not human eyes, nor did they reveal human eyes.

He raised his hand and pressed the corner of his mouth with his thumb.

Itching on the tip of the tooth.

When he walked out of the bathroom, Yun Shen also opened the door and walked out. He asked, "Did I wake you up?"

"No... I'm going to see the progress of their cylinder processing today, and I need to make some preparations first," Yun Shen said, his dark eyes and slightly messy hair made him look younger because he just woke up , looked at Fan Tianlan's attire, "Are you ready to go now?"

"Yes." Fan Tianlan said.

"There are vermicelli and eggs in the small kitchen, why don't you go there after breakfast?" Yun Shen put one hand on the doorknob and turned his head to ask.

Fan Tianlan paused, and then said, "Okay."

The aroma of food filled the space that seemed a little cramped because of the addition of one person. Yun Shen sat down at the table, picked up the chopsticks and asked, "Is this enough?"

Fan Tianlan glanced at the 25cm-caliber iron pot next to it which was full of eight centimeters, and Yun Shen held the one-tenth of his share in his hand, and said, "Almost."

Then the two of them finished their breakfast quietly. Fan Tianlan got up to wash the dishes and pots, put them back where they were, dried his hands and went out. Yun Shen went back to the bedroom and changed his clothes. Because he was indoors, he only wore a shirt and coat He wore a woolen sweater, and would add a coat when he went out. Fan Tianlan stood there watching for a while, then walked over, straightened his wrinkle-free collar with his hands, and buttoned the top collar. Button, then unbuttoned.

Yun Shen looked at his movements in confusion.

"I seem to be on my period." Fan Tianlan said expressionlessly.

"...Period?" Yun Shen looked up at him, his eyes slightly widened.

"It is said, but there are indeed some obvious symptoms." Fan Tianlan said, not even bothering to mention Melavia's name, before Yun Shen could react, he lowered his head and bit his neck.

When Xiu Moore walked up to the top of the slope, the beautiful silver-haired young man was already sitting on the rocks at the top of the slope. The twilight morning light reflected on his profile, which was more beautiful than any human female Xiu Moore had ever seen. His eyes are crystal-clear, and the look of staring into the distance seems to be isolated from the world. It is probably the seemingly random throwing action of his left hand that makes this man with a strange appearance look not like an overly delicate spar sculpture.The young man who came to the gathering place with the elves, who appeared to have nothing to do with any rudeness, was actually one of the important figures of an army with strong support-though the magician was not Unwilling to directly admit that it is the army, Hummer's current position is the same as his "consultant", but before Sacher's real power transfer, he knew the difference between himself and the other party.

The Ice Emperor Sword at his waist buzzed, Xiu Moore pressed the hilt of the sword to appease it, and then walked over.

"Good morning."

Meravia turned her head and smiled slightly. Even though Xiu Moore didn't know much about this young man whose identity was doubtful, he still felt that the sky seemed to be a little brighter because of this smile, "Good morning."

Xiu Moore sat down on another stone not far from him, and looked at the stone that was still shining with bright luster up and down in Meravia's hand, "Is that the emerald produced by Branwall? It looks pretty good."

With a movement of his fingers, Meravia gathered these gems that he treated like small stones in his hands. He looked down and couldn't tell which one was praised by the werewolf, "Actually, I don't know where they come from,” he said.

"They're all pretty," said Summer. "I thought they were from your collection."

"I don't collect these things," Meravia said. "They're a gift, or a tool, for a period of time."

"Physical period?" Xiu Moore was a little surprised. "That's a usage I've never heard of before. Are you going to send it to a woman?"

"It's a child." Meravia said, turning his gaze to the distance again. The winding path stretches from the settlement that is still shrouded in the blue-gray morning fog to this side, connecting the increasingly large-scale camp with the Its source of power is linked.

"child?"

"This is my experience when I was a child, but I think it may be a reference for that child." Melavia turned to look at him and didn't mind explaining to him, "I think he is in a more dangerous period now , not for himself, but for others. Instinct is instinct, sometimes it is difficult to suppress with pure reason, if he does something accidentally, most people here will not be happy. "

"..." Xiu Moore felt that the other party should be talking about something that may be very serious. After all, the strength of this young man is completely proportional to his appearance. For example, the boulder he is sitting on is made by himself. Before he admitted it, no one knew why this stone popped up all of a sudden. The problem was that he wasn't sure who these words were referring to...Wait, Xiu Moore suddenly felt a little horrified.

Strength is completely proportional to appearance, kinship, "if he does something by accident", "most people will not be happy", in this settlement, the only ones who meet these conditions are——

"Is it related to that magician?" He frowned and asked.

Meravia didn't answer Xiu Moore's question, his eyes penetrated the faint morning light, and his ears received the familiar rhythm of footsteps, he turned his head and smiled politely at Xiu Moore, "Of course, don't worry yet, he is now Can control himself very well." He really didn't know what his son had done before.

"I don't know where your optimism comes from." Xiu Moore said, "If the situation you mentioned is related to the Far East magician, that young man is now valuable, and any hidden danger should not be allowed. I I don't know whether you are referring to a family-inherited disease or something else, what I want to ask is, do you plan to declare this to the magician?"

Meravia looked at him calmly, "You've been watching me since we first met," he said, "Is it because of your sword?"

Xiu Moore frowned, the other party seemed to want to change the subject, but this question, "This is what I should have asked you, but—"

"It remembers me," said Meravia.

Xiu Moore stared at him. Before he took it away from the Beast Emperor's Palace, he was sure that this significant long sword had never left its stone seat for at least a hundred years. He knew the name from the first meeting. The young man in his 20s may be farther away from humans than the elf's bloodline. Unlike the magician's temperament that is out of touch with reality, the things occasionally revealed in Meravia will make him feel from the depths of his soul. chill.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because weapons with soul imprints were very rare at that time," Meravia recalled a little bit, "I picked it up and tried to leave something on it, but it almost broke into pieces, but My brother then restored the sword."

Anyone who knows the relevant history knows that Samor, the first emperor of the orc empire, died on the battlefield on the other side of the rift. The human emperor only brought back his long sword, and returned to Russell from this long sword as a symbol of the throne. No matter what happened around it, it never left the territory of the Orc Empire, and in his hands, he never found a record of it being fatally injured.Either the silver-haired young man was lying, or he was not capable enough to discover the deeper truth.

"In the chasm?" he asked with the best possible calm in his voice.

"That's what you said," said Meravia, looking at Xiu Moore's expression, and asked in an almost innocent tone, "This sword is more suitable for your power, and its previous owner has a relationship with you ?"

It was the first time that Xiu Moore felt that this body and his soul were so compatible. His temples were throbbing, and the blood was pressing against his throat, which made his voice almost out of order with his heart, "...Have you seen him?"

"The body...but the soul remains." Meravia said, "I have only seen his form. It was a werewolf with black hair and blue eyes, a demon wolf with pure blood. It should be considered pretty good among other races, but I don't quite understand why he fought against his own race from the standpoint of the Central State world, and died a miserable death."

Xiu Moore stood up suddenly.

"My brother thought there was something in him worthy of respect, not to mention he was so strong-willed, so he strengthened his soul and sent him where he wanted to go," said Meravia, recalling with a sideways head After a while, "I don't know how much of his human part is left after more than 200 years, maybe it's almost polished? After all, guarding the Great Seal is not an easy job."

The werewolf, who had always shown others with a capable and calm posture, finally lost his composure. He held the Ice Emperor Sword in one hand and clenched his other into a fist. No words could describe the shock he was receiving at this moment, but a voice said it was wrong, it was a lie!He believed that Samuel had died 200 years ago, and his soul would live forever in the paradise, and he would never believe anything made up by a person of unknown origin!But among the noises in his head that made it hard for him to even think, there was another voice that flowed like a glacier, numb his nerves, and said softly: That was his choice.Even if life is worse than death, even if human nature is a little bit worn out in the long years, if he can do it, he will not hesitate.

And don't you feel happy?After giving up all hope and leaving only memories?

After a long time, Xiu Moore said hoarsely: "...can you prove it?"

"I'm still here, that's the proof." Meravia looked at him with a flat expression, "Even I can't go back, are they doing well?"

"Your identity," Xiu Moore asked in a low voice, "isn't it the fissure demon?"

"You can seek the answer from that magician," Meravia raised her index finger, "I handed this secret to him, and I won't say a word."

"But you said something else to me," said Hume. "There is no friendship or interest between you and me. Why?"

"Because I'm in a bad mood." Meravia smiled, contrary to the usual expression on that gender-agnostic face, it was a condescending, cold and malicious smile.

Something that kid had been behaving lately reminded him of some very unpleasant memories.Contrary to what he expected, this child has very little similarity with his elder brother, but it is the magician... except that his character is not firm enough.Melavia likes him very much. That child has a good relationship with the magician. Melavia knows that even if he deliberately looks for it, there may not be a few people in this world who can become the perfect enlightener of the dragon clan like this magician. Before discovering their own strength, they can use tools and methods to achieve good results, and at the same time teach them to control themselves and not be blinded by violence and desire. It is simply ideal.It was only later that Meravia felt something was wrong.

I don't know if it's because of the unexplainable similar blood, even though the child is not as enthusiastic and lively as he was when he was a child, Meravia still thinks of his past from those subtle performances.

Before the painful adulthood, he also liked to stay by his brother's side. When he was by his side, his appetite was always very good and his energy was particularly strong. Enjoy your day.They both took it for granted at the time...until later.