Fei Yaran was shocked by the strange love concept of the elf clan, and the whole person was not good.

Although he has always been a person since the beginning of his previous life, he has not been in love, and even on the contrary, in the fashion circle with many beautiful women and beauties, and is a hot well-known cutting-edge jewelry designer, Fei Yaran has also dated many men and women.

But as I said before, his love for those beauties is more like an appreciation of beautiful things, and he can hook his shoulders and sideburns and hold them in his arms, but he doesn't have the urge to turn them to the bed to resist the lingering death, and even because of the cleanliness of turtle hair, he has never had a kiss, so in the end, without exception, he was thrown off neatly by the other party on the grounds of "you don't actually love me at all".

Fei Yaran thinks that he is a very gentleman in his bones, so every time he is dumped, he never does much to keep him, and even after that, he can continue to be friends with the other party calmly and calmly, and help each other when he can.

Of course, for some people who dumped him, they still made unreasonable fuss and said that he didn't understand love at all, Fei Yaran basically wouldn't care anymore.

Why bother? Love is one of the most wonderful things in this world, if there is more pain than happiness, and you still don't let go, then you can only send a sentence of "diewhyyoutry".

Fei Yaran enjoyed the feeling of being immersed in love, and it was just as wonderful as he had polished a dusty gem to a round and brilliant one, and watched it bloom little by little with amazing brilliance.

So, he really didn't understand why elves had such strange ideas about love.

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Fei Yaran would not fight with Bai for this.

He will have to go home sooner or later, and he will eventually return to his identity as a human being, and at that time, everything he has experienced in this sea of trees and this continent will be a dream, he doesn't need to be serious with the entire elf race because of this, anyway, he won't fall in love with anyone here.

Regarding Lance and Raphael's past, Fiaran basically regarded it as a story, and once he heard it, he left it behind.

Fei Yaran couldn't forgive Lance, but fortunately, Lance had already received the punishment he deserved, and it was estimated that he would not appear in Azeroth again in a short period of time and there was a possibility of hurting himself and other elves, but another sequelae that this incident might have made Fei Yaran a little concerned.

"White, can I still go to Garcia to study?" His gaze fell on Bai, and Fei Yaran asked bluntly.

After yesterday's events, Fei Yaran felt that he could take this opportunity to break away from the image of the child/tooth that he had been playing for nearly a month, of course, this change did not refer to uncontrollable appearance, but to personality.

Because he was too tired from the injury, since yesterday, Fei Yaran has not been able to muster up the strength and interest to sell cuteness to the elves again, and then he found that not only did everyone not feel strange about this, but thought that he was stimulated, so he became much more silent and silent than before.

Even Bai, after seeing that he was silent and no longer smiling stupidly today, he didn't feel the slightest disobedience, but felt even more guilty and distressed because of it, so Fei Yaran felt that this might be a great opportunity to get rid of the previous image of child/tooth.

It's also very tiring to always play a toddler, especially when it's only been less than a month, Fei Yaran feels that she occasionally really has a tendency to develop towards a younger age, and she feels that she should stop in time, and she can't really treat herself as a young child who doesn't know anything.

Therefore, after seeing Bai today, Fei Yaran did not continue to deliberately disguise, and when asked about Garcia's reaction to the Lance incident, his expression barely changed in the slightest.

Bai has been paying attention to the elf's expression, obviously the little guy who was so looking forward to learning from Garcia the day before, but now he doesn't seem to have any expectations for this, probably guessing that with the relationship between Garcia and Lance, he will definitely be angry with him because of Lance's expulsion, right?

Thinking of this, Bai who couldn't bear to see Xiao Jade disappointed again, showed a gentle smile, touched the elf's hair and said, "Of course you can, Garcia didn't promise you yesterday." ”

Bai knows Garcia better than Little Jade, and what he said to Garcia yesterday will definitely touch Garcia.

Although Garcia has a strange and arrogant temperament, he is actually an upright elf with a straight temper, and yesterday Lance's attack on the elf, although the situation at that time was not caught off guard at all, it is an indisputable fact that Lance seriously injured Little Jade.

Although Garcia still protects Lance in his heart because of his short-term character, at the same time, he does not deny that Lance's actions are guilty, and even feels more sorry and blamed for Xiao Jade.

Bai knew Garcia, but just in case, he still went to see Garcia before coming to see Little Jade today, and Garcia really didn't disappoint him again, and didn't mention the topic of refusing to teach Little Jade at all.

Hearing Bai's answer, Fei Yaran was a little surprised in his heart, but after thinking about it, Garcia promised to teach himself that it was the best intercession for Lance, so he was no longer surprised by this matter.

Still, "White, why don't you stop me from learning casting from Garcia?" I remember when I wanted to learn archery from Arthur, you said I already had the best teacher. ”

Bai was stunned, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, not knowing how to explain to Xiao Jade.

In fact, the forging of elves has always been a very tedious task, and it is not completely forged by furnaces, like the dwarves on the continent who claim to be the most proficient in forging.

Elves are proficient in natural magic, and in the process of casting, there will naturally be the addition of magic elements, such as Garcia, who is the best elf in the clan to use fire magic to shape the shape of ore, and his excellent control power is the pinnacle of the entire elf clan, of course, this is in the case that the elf king did not make a move.

In fact, Bai had never seen the Elf King forge weapons, but the Elf King had always known and omnipotent in his heart, so Bai never thought that the Elf King would be good at forging.

But the reason why he didn't object to the elves learning from Garcia was precisely because the casting of the elves needed to rely on the blessing of magic, and the elves' current magic strength and control of accuracy were obviously very weak, and they couldn't even use a fireball technique, so in fact, neither Bai nor Garcia expected the elves to be able to create anything decent in a short period of time.

Promising the elf to go to Garcia is just that he can't bear to dampen the little guy's enthusiasm for learning, and if the elf goes to the king, he may hit a wall and be hit.

Bai didn't know how to answer the elf's question, and Fei Yaran didn't intend to get to the bottom of it, in fact, he just suddenly remembered this stubble, so he asked casually, what the answer was at all, anyway, it didn't delay him to go to Garcia to tinker.

Moreover, there is one more thing that Fei Yaran has to care about, that is, the task of [Exploring the Tree of Life] released by the previous system.

Because Lance's surprise attack was so sudden, that Fei Yaran didn't have time to take a good look at the Tree of Life, so that task was naturally not completed.

Fortunately, the cheat father's system did not propose the punishment of erasure this time, and Fei Yaran looked at the "Fountain of Youth" on the task reward, and the function description on it was "according to different races, increase different lifespans".

Although there were only a few words, it made Fei Yaran, who once had an average life expectancy of only a few decades as a human being, deeply understand the strong temptation of this thing to the short-lived race.

Thinking that he didn't know what kind of bloody future he would face in the future, adhering to the principle of one more chip and one more road, Fei Yaran decided to find an opportunity to go to the Tree of Life again.

Because he was stimulated by Lance, he finally activated the sense of crisis that had been dormant for a long time, and after his body was completely rested, Fei Yaran changed his previous laziness, and worked diligently and conscientiously every day to study and exercise himself.

Ten years later.

The feathers are black and shiny, foraging all night, and the night owl who is napping in the trees is sleeping soundly in the thick morning mist.

At this time, the nocturnal animals had just fallen asleep, and the whole of Azeroth was quiet, as gentle and quiet as if time had stood still.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of breaking the air, which made the night owl, who was deaf and very alert, suddenly widen his eyes.

It looked around vigilantly, but found that there was no living thing to see except branches and leaves, and even insects were still sleeping in their holes.

Lazily stretched his black wings, thinking that it might be his illusion, the night owl slowly narrowed his eyes again.

But just as it was about to fall asleep again, a fluttering pink rose finally fell from the sky and silently buckled on its head.

The night owl, which was startled by the things on its head, fluttered its wings "quack", startling a group of sleeping birds around it, some of which got up angrily, and even chased after the back of its buttocks, pecked off a few strands of feathers on its body, and gave a few lumps of bird gold with a strong smell.

The angry night owl had to dodge left and right, and stay away from the flock of crazy stupid birds, but he kept holding the rose in his mouth, until he flew to the blue lake of the Unicorn Forest, and finally threw the flower on the shore in a rage, and plunged into the lake to wash away the bird's gold.

After half an hour, the night owl, which had been thoroughly washed, finally crawled back to the shore soaking wet.

The black bean eyes were as black as ink, and the rose that had made it ugly again, and after a while, it finally jumped with two paws, leaned over and chewed the rose into its stomach, and after the wings were dried, it flew somewhere in its memory.

After the night owl left, a young golden-horned unicorn, with graceful steps, came to the lake to drink.

Suddenly, its movements stopped suddenly, the tip of its nose sniffed in the air, a familiar scent of roses, which made its big sapphire eyes instantly overflow with smiles, but when it saw the empty lakeside, it gradually calmed down, leaving only a trace of loss flashing in it.

The night owl whistled through the morning mist, its size was not large, its wings could only be stretched out for less than a meter, but its speed was extremely fast, like a black lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it flew into a group of rocks that seemed to be absent in the air.

It landed silently on a large tree at the edge of the rocks, squinting at the little guy who suddenly came to this ruin from an unknown day.

It was a little boy who looked to be only eight or nine years old, wearing a pink and white fine trousers, the fabric of the clothes was excellent, it was a rare shark yarn woven by mermaids in the deep sea, and there seemed to be faint waves of water flowing on it, but it seemed to be fluttering, gently swaying with the breeze.

The long silver-white hair was firmly tied behind the head by a headband of the same color, revealing the boy's smooth and full forehead, the eyebrows were long and slightly raised, and below them were a pair of dark red, ruby-like eyes that seemed to be treasured in a box, and with the refraction of the sun, flowing out a quiet and mysterious shimmer of light, as if a starlight fell into it.

These eyes alone are distracting, not to mention the boy's beautiful nose, pink petal-like lips, and pointed, porcelain-white ears that are beautifully shaped like works of art.

This is clearly not a human cub, let alone a dwarf, orc, celestial, or dragon.

Even the demons, those succubi who tempted the world with their amazing beauty, in front of this young man who had not yet grown up, had to be ashamed and embarrassed, and sighed to himself.

Except for elves, there will never be such a dazzling creature in this world.

Staring intently at the young man who seemed to be glowing all over his body in the stone group, the night owl who was supposed to be about to nap was no longer sleepy at all, and his eyes were full of interest and expectation.

Its gaze unconsciously slid down the boy's straight spine, passing by the porcelain-white arms and wrists, and finally nailed to the boy's white hands holding the double swords, and could not take its eyes off it.

It was a pair of extremely ornate long swords, the sword body was more than three feet long, but it was different from ordinary long swords, it had changed its wide and heavy design, only two fingers wide, and the blade was polished to be extremely thin, almost transparent like a cicada's wings, which seemed to be very fragile, but in fact it was as sharp as clay.

The golden hilt of the sword was held in the boy's hand, followed by a pair of flaming red peacock tail feathers of different lengths, and on the fiery red tail feathers like pupils, lava-like fire light flowed through, like a firebird still burning, lifelike.

The sword body is as silver as practice, the sword spike is bright and ready to fly, and the boy who firmly controls them in his hand, even if he is still young, does not lose the peerless elegance of his body in the slightest.