Pokemon phobia

The bitter wind blows up the wind and sand all over the sky, and the grains of sharp gravel make a sharp whistling sound in the air, and then when they hit the magic shield, they explode a little bit of fluorescent light, adding a little bit to the cold desert in the night vitality.

A high elf with light gray hair was walking hard in the desert with his head down.

He looked very tired, the elf veil on his body was crumpled, and the magic shield supporting the strong wind was even more dim. If there were no magic elements caught by him when passing by his wings, he might not be able to continue Stick to it.

The high elf raised his head, and saw the blurred outline of a city in the distance through the dust in the Xiqi desert.

Sage Tower.

It's almost there.

-

As the sun's rays re-illuminate the Jersey Oasis, the dots of starlight on the roof of the Sage's Tower gradually become brighter.Carlos poked his head out of the quilt quietly, and looked at Tai Lun who was lying on the quilt next to him.

He looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but smile silently, his light brown eyes seemed to sparkle like jewels.

Carlos carefully lifted the quilt a little, only to find that Tyron had almost surrounded himself, and his long and powerful tail was pressing on the other side of the quilt, making it impossible for him to lift it without disturbing him. Quilt.

After struggling on the bed for a while, Carlos tried to move as lightly as possible, slowly getting out of the quilt.

Very well, Talon is not awake yet.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then stretched his hand back into the bed, and pulled out a scarf about one meter long.This scarf is silvery white, the material is similar to satin, without any patterns, but it has a very nice soft luster, and it swayed slightly after breaking away from the oppression of the bed.

Carlos looked at the scarf, then at Tyron, and then approached Tyron silently like a cat stealing food.

It started smoothly, but when he almost knocked Tai Lun down, Tai Lun was startled by him, and his eyelids moved and were about to open.Carlos became nervous instantly, and rushed forward to hug his head: "Don't move, don't open your eyes!"

Tyron: "..."

Tai Lun was shocked by the sudden strong breath of life, subconsciously held his breath, and then lay down again and remained motionless.He was a little curious about what Carlos was doing.

After a few seconds, Tyronn felt Carlos let go of his head, and went around his neck, struggling to put his hand through the gap between his neck and the quilt, and wrapped something around his neck.Tai Lun raised his head slightly in cooperation and let him walk around.

It seems to be a slightly cool touch, and you can also feel the faintly overflowing magical elements.

"All right."

Tai Lun opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Carlos... short silver hair.

"You..." Before he finished speaking, he realized something, and turned his head to look at the small scarf hanging from his neck - it was the same silver-white color as Carlos's hair.

"Happy birthday—although it's a day late." Carlos looked at him with a smile, and then looked at the conspicuous silver scarf around the black dragon's neck with a little distress.The length of more than one meter is long enough for humans, but for a dragon more than ten meters long, even if his neck is relatively slender, the scarf can only be tied in a knot.

Carlos touched his hair, which had been cut short to just below his shoulders, in annoyance, and said regretfully, "It should be cut more."

Tai Lun didn't respond to his words. In fact, he had been staring at the scarf from the very beginning, and the whole dragon seemed to be frozen, motionless.Tai Lun couldn't tell what he was feeling now, he just felt as if there was a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers blooming in his heart, and it seemed that there was a ray of warm sunshine that drove away all the haze and brightened his whole world.

This feeling spread from his heart like an electric current, making every scale of him numb, and he was so excited that he didn't know how to express it.

Carlos next to him saw that he hadn't responded for a long time, and slowly began to get nervous.The smile in his eyes subsided a little, and he raised his hand to gently touch the scales on the side of Tai Lun's neck: "Ta Lun? Don't you like it?"

Tai Lun raised his head to look at him with a little sluggish reaction, staring at Carlos with a pair of light purple vertical pupils, and suddenly turned into a human form and pressed the silver-haired elf onto the bed.His shadow was cast on Carlos, his reflection against the light in the elf's light brown pupils.

Carlos, who was suddenly thrown down, was still a little dazed, most of his body was embedded in the soft quilt, and he could only stare blankly at Tai Lun who was close at hand.

"Carlos..." Tyron put his hands on both sides of Carlos's head, slowly lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Carlos's forehead. The warm body temperature came from the elf. He half closed his eyes and smiled slightly. He turned his head and kissed Carlos' lips.

Soft, with a herbaceous fragrance, it feels incredible.

Like those bards who always like to exaggerate describe it.

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After entering the Zeqi Oasis, the terrible sandstorm in the Xiqi Desert finally faded away.The gray-haired elf withdrew his magic shield, shaking uncontrollably.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but smile when he looked at the magnificent city not far away.

The Sage's Tower is too far away from the Forest of Elves, and after the high elves began to migrate, the distance became even more desperate.It took him a full three months to conquer this distance, and he didn't stop for a moment in order to fulfill the order of the mother goddess to "go as fast as possible".

The continuous use of space and wind magic made him almost exhausted.

The elf took out a bottle of alchemy potion from the space ring, drank it in one gulp to replenish some magic power, and then rushed towards the tower of the sage.

However, the building complexes of the Sage Tower are extremely tall, which makes this distance much farther than it seems.The gray-haired elf walked for more than an hour, and finally other intelligent creatures appeared in front of him.He breathed a sigh of relief, stopped a passing Warcraft mage and asked, "Sorry, do the Seventeen Sages live here?"

The reindeer-looking mage who was stopped by him looked at him in amazement and said, "High elves? Are you new here? My God, there are so many elves coming to the Tower of the Sages recently." After sighing, he paused, He nodded and said, "That's right, the sages are here, but most of the time more than half of them will travel abroad. If you have something to see them, then go to that floating city."

The gray-haired elf originally cared a little about his previous sentence "there are so many elves who have come to the Sage's Tower recently", but was immediately diverted by the floating city.His eyes were a little surprised, and he immediately thanked the mage when he came back to his senses, and then hurried over there.

The mother goddess told him that the "demons" who had brought great disasters to Azera in ancient times had once again planted positioning coordinates in Azera, and they may come at any time.Now the Mother Goddess can't find that coordinate, and can't erase it, but as long as the gate of the demon world is opened, the location of this coordinate will be fully exposed, and the world tree can mobilize the world's laws to erase it.

This is a catastrophe, and all creatures must use all their strength to participate in this battle to defend their homeland.

The Sage's Tower is the strongest force in Azera other than the Forest of Elves, and now he wants to persuade them to rush to the battlefield as soon as possible to minimize the casualties caused by the sudden outbreak of war.

If it is late, the consequences will be disastrous.