Finally saw the long sword in his heart, although as far as the eye could see, almost all of them were single long swords with scabbards, Fei Yaran couldn't help but get excited in his heart, and twisted in the arms of the elf king, wanting to jump down and see those swords for himself.

The Elf King thought for a moment, then put the elf on the ground and let the little one jump on his own.

From the obvious change of love between the elves, the elf king could easily see the elves' love for the long sword.

As soon as he landed, Fei Yaran noticed that this stone chamber was different from the other stone chambers he had seen before.

As mentioned before, even in terms of placing weapons, the elves are almost as well arranged as cleanliness patients, and they are well categorized, no matter where they are, there is not a trace of dirt, it seems that someone should have cleaned them regularly, or some kind of dusting magic.

The weapons in this stone chamber are different.

Hundreds of long swords of various lengths were scattered everywhere so randomly, and the few that were barely hung on the wall were also crooked, and it could be seen that they seemed to be hanging in a hurry at first.

There are also many swords piled up at the base and corners of the wall, whether they are made of stone or metal, whether they are simple or inlaid with gold and silver jewelry, they cannot escape the fate of being entangled in layers of cobwebs, which can be seen that they have been deposited here for a long time, and have not been cleaned for a long time.

Seeing clearly the swords in front of him, which were obviously not properly placed by the elves, Fei Yaran's originally excited footsteps froze slightly, and he became hesitant.

His eyes swept over those swords one by one, and Fei Yaran found that although there were a large number of swords in this stone room, they were in line with the aesthetics of the elves, and almost none of them could be seen with elven traces.

The elves worship nature and have outstanding artistic talents, most of the weapons are carved with lifelike flower and grass totems or inlaid with elemental crystals, even the small wooden bow behind him that is disgusted by Fei Yaran, the simple but elegant lines on the bow body are as exquisite as works of art.

But these swords in front of me are completely different.

Many of these swords were gray-black stone swords. The blade of the sword is almost two meters long, but it is not finely polished, and it can even be said to be rough, and small gaps can be seen at the edge of the blade. At the widest part of the sword, it was almost thicker than Fei Yaran's small waist, and the thickness was also amazing.

On the hilts of these swords, most of them are carved with beasts that depict hideousness, with their mouths wide open, as if ready to choose a person to devour.

Fei Yaran looked down at his small arm, which was no longer than the hilt of a stone sword, and thought very seriously, if he were a player with a hidden sword system here, he might be very happy to find such a pile of heavy swords.

However, most of the local tyrants in the Tibetan Sword Villa are all dressed in gold, and these thick and heavy broken stones may not be looked down on.

Regretting the pile of stone swords, Fei Yaran continued to search the stone room.

After discovering that almost all of the weapons here had nothing to do with the elves, Fei Yaran began to guess the origin of these weapons in his heart.

These days, Fei Yaran has learned a little about the history and culture of the elves under the popular science of the goblin Al brand reading machine.

Elves are nature's darlings, accompanied by a beautiful flower and tree, and are also very friendly to animals, they are a natural vegetarian race, but being kind to animals does not mean that elves are the same for other creatures.

To be precise, the elven race is extremely xenophobic to the other high-level intelligent races on the Divine Dependence Continent.

Fei Yaran has not yet known exactly what kind of xenophobia is, but the little goblin Al once told Fei Yaran such a small story-

Once upon a time, there was a human who accidentally broke into the misty forest outside of the Azeroth Tree.

Later, the man died.

Died at the mouth of the beast.

The same story, there are also Celestial versions, orc versions, dwarf versions, and so on.

In these stories, the alien races in the eyes of those elves, without exception, all hung up in the end, if nothing was different, only their way of dying.

When little Al finished speaking, he kept asking Fei Yaran if he was good, because when he was young, his mother always told him these little stories to lull him to sleep.

Fei Yaran wiped his face deeply at that time, and in Xiao Al's expectant gaze, he still held the sentence "Are you sure your mother is not intimidating you to stay away?" in her stomach.

From these short and concise bedtime stories, it can be seen how the elves disregard the life and death of the foreign race, so Fei Yaran really can't understand why there are so many foreign weapons in the arsenal of such a xenophobic elf race.

Thinking about it, there should have been a lot of stories happening.

Subconsciously, Fei Yaran thought of the war that Dora had mentioned, a thousand years ago. The Raphael and the "Crimson Eye" seen in the previous stone room also made Fei Yaran a little more convinced of this speculation.

Dora once said that when darkness descended on the continent thousands of years ago, the celestial race, dragon race, orcs, dwarves and other races all came to the elven race for help, so could these weapons be those races that were left in the elven race at that time?

It's not that Fei Yaran's thinking is too divergent, it's that the appearance of these weapons is too inconsistent with the aesthetics of the elves.

Fei Yaran dared to conclude that even hundreds of thousands of years ago, the aesthetics of the elven race would not have been frustrated like this.

With this in mind, when Fei Yaran looked at those stone heavy swords again, he marked them with the label of "orc" in his mind.

When he saw those heavy swords full of nouveau riche that were also thick and huge, but the entire sword body was flooded with gold and precious stones, he "snapped" and labeled them as "dragons".

The short, tattered rag wrapped around the scabbard, Fiaran guessed might be a dwarven weapon.

And those long swords that seem to be finally normal, with slender sword bodies, ornate appearances, and faint light elements exuding elements around them, which barely conform to the aesthetics of the elves, Fei Yaran estimates that they may be the weapons of the Celestial Clan.

After passing one by one like this, Fei Yaran suddenly felt that the eggs hurt.

Because even among the alien weapons that were passed, he didn't see any dual-weapon weapons.

Wiping his face in frustration, Fei Yaran rushed into the pile of swords again, pouting his little ass and rummaging through them one by one, trying to find a few fish that had slipped through the net.

The huge heavy sword, long sword, and short sword were turned over by him and made a ping pong sound, and some even directly smashed their heads and faces at Fei Yaran.

Fortunately, the pet Xiaolu, who had been pretending to be dead in Fei Yaran's ears, immediately opened a transparent barrier like a bubble when he sensed that his master was in danger, so that Fei Yaran was not photographed as the first elf bean cake in history.

Although Xiao Lu's protector was in time, but before that, Fei Yaran, who didn't know that Xiao Green also had this function, was still taken aback.

Sitting in the pile of swords flying with dust and cobwebs, Fei Yaran's mind was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes were red, and his little body couldn't help but shake, half because he was afraid, half because he was angry!

the chicken! What the hell is this?!!

"Mr. Anse!" Flailing his little paws in frustration, Fei Yaran puffed up and called out to the Elven King.

"Hmm." I don't know when the elf king who conjured up a throne again, sat on it calmly, looking at the gray-faced elf.

'Talking about the two swords!!' It took a lot of effort to swallow the question that was about to rush to his throat back into his stomach, Fei Yaran looked up at the elf king with a look of grievance, and he was actually so aggrieved in his heart that he didn't want to.

Because he didn't remember until now, the Elf King didn't actually know that he was looking for the twin swords, and he didn't promise him anything.

qvq My Twin Swords ......!!

After repeatedly confirming that there were no double soldiers here, Fei Yaran completely withered.

The Elven King raised his eyebrows in surprise as he looked at the elves who had suddenly wilted like flowers that had lost their moisture, in fact, he felt a little strange from the time when the elves had obvious great expectations for coming to the arsenal.

Because looking at the appearance of the elf, it seems that he is very attached to something in the arsenal.

Squinting at the elf's knee height, in fact, the elf king didn't think that the elf was suitable to learn martial arts now, after all, he was still so young.

It's just that it's rare for this little guy to be so interested, and the elf king goes with him.

However, it is clear that the elves are obviously not satisfied with the results of this trip to the arsenal.

Watching the elf sit in a mess without changing his face, calling his name angrily, the elf king's eyes flashed with a faint pleasure, but soon, he regained his calm.

Seeing that it was approaching evening, the Elven King stood up from his throne and said to the elves, "That's all for today. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the elf's body stiffen, and then as if giving up something, he slowly crawled out of the scattered long sword.

He was about to leave, when a strange and vague voice suddenly sounded in Fei Yaran's ears.

Immediately sensing a pinprick in his back, Fei Yaran was startled, and turned around suddenly, only to see that there was no one left, only the messy empty stone room.

A trace of hesitation flashed in his heart, and Fei Yaran shook his pointed ears, not knowing if he was hallucinating.

Just wanted to ask the elf king if he had heard any strange sounds, Fei Yaran found that the elf king didn't know when, he had already taken a long step, walked out more than ten meters away, and hurriedly chased after him.

Big Leaf and Little Green were still striking for unknown reasons, unable to act as a mount, if it hadn't opened an enchantment just now, Fei Yaran would definitely think that he would also run to sleep and upgrade like System Jun once did.

After visually measuring the distance from here to the door of the arsenal, Fei Yaran decisively stretched out his little hand, wanting to grab the corner of the elf king's clothes and ask for a hug.

The snow-colored fabric that was close at hand suddenly disappeared from front of his eyes.

Fei Yaran's eyes widened in surprise, and when he raised his head consciously, he saw that the Elven King had reached a place ten paces away.

His head was a little confused, and Fei Yaran quickly ran over again, wanting to repeat the previous action, and then, he found that the elf king disappeared from his eyes at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and stood still twenty meters away.

wtf？？！！

……

Er Kang's hand was fixed in place, and Fei Yaran was cool in his heart, and immediately made up the tragic plot of whether the elf king felt that he was too willful, too useless, and too vexatious, so he didn't plan to ask for him.

Fortunately, the Elf King's calm voice was no different from the past, and he rescued the funny child who was about to fall into the brain and couldn't extricate himself, "Why can't you come back." ”。

"Mr. Anse!" He screamed like a small animal, and since he was still willing to call him over, it was obviously not that he was not wanted. The apprehension in his heart calmed down instantly, and Fei Yaran looked at the elf king in the distance aggrievedly, "Why are you so far away from Jade?!" ”

The Elf King glanced lightly at the elf's outstretched Erkang hand, although he didn't say a word, but the disgust that was even more alienated than usual made Fei Yaran accept it all without a trace.

Following the Elven King's gaze, Fei Yaran looked at his little paws.

I saw that on the white and chubby little hands on weekdays, a few pieces of dust rubbed by those dirty swords were lying on his knuckles, black and white.

I'll it!

Is this the Elven King disgusted with me??!!

[Ding-The host receives a heart blow from the Elf King!] Earn the #Shattered HeartHeart# achievement! 】

It seemed that he heard the long-lost electronic voice of the system in his ears, and Fei Yaran's little face instantly turned black.

After visually measuring the distance between himself and the Elf King, Fei Yaran thought very seriously, if he carried out a surprise attack, what was the chance of successfully rubbing the ashes on the Elf King?