"Are you really an elf?!" Stretching out his foot and kicking Fei Yaran, who was lying on the stone by the pool, Lucivier's eyes widened in disbelief.

"If you have to say no, I won't refute it." Leaning sideways and propping up his chin with one hand, Fei Yaran looked at the Great Demon King for a long time.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Lucivier looked at the elf boy who had been in a casual posture since the ban was lifted just now, and couldn't help but ask again, "You're not afraid of me?" ”

Fei Yaran looked from head to toe at the children's version of the "big" demon king, which was not much better than the three-headed body, "To be honest, with your current size, it's really difficult to make people afraid. ”

When Luciwell heard this, he immediately became angry.

He is one of the first few creatures created by Kaos from the beginning of the world, just like the Elven King, the dark overlord in charge of the dark abyss, and for millions of years, no one has dared to be so arrogant in front of him!

To be exact, after no living creature is arrogant in front of him, he can still see the sun the next day.

So he wondered very much, I don't know how this unsuspecting elf lying in front of him has a brain?

Or is it just a thousand years, and the elves have been so arrogant and arrogant that they don't take him seriously at all because they sealed him?!

"Little thing, you should know that it doesn't do you any good to provoke me." With his hands behind his back, the Great Demon King Lucy, who had a very childish appearance, said to Fei Yaran with a cold gaze.

Why do you suddenly feel that there is something strange about this?

After thinking about it for a while, he still didn't remember where he had heard it, Fei Yaran simply put the sudden weirdness behind him, and directly singled out: "Anyway, the most tragic ending is just death, if you really want to kill me, I don't have the slightest ability to resist at all." ”

When Lucivier heard this, he smiled evilly, picked up Fei Yaran's chin with his fingers, and said slowly: "No, in this world, there are far more interesting tortures than death. ”

Fei Yaran looked at the little face that was full of jokes and smiles, but was carved with jade and flesh, and endured it for a long time, but still couldn't hold back, turned his head and laughed out loud, and finally knew where the place that he felt strange just now was.

The Demon King's fingers froze suddenly.

Wu laughed to himself for a while, until his stomach was a little pantothenic sour, and then Fei Yaran waved his hand and said to the Demon King, "Poof...... I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to make trouble, but can I ask you not to always use such a childish/toothy face and make such a domineering president's evil and crazy expression? ”

Although he didn't know what the hell the "domineering president" was, the signal that Fei Yaran was obviously laughing at his appearance, Lucivier received it without revealing it.

His face was distorted again, and the Demon King looked at the elf boy who was about to burst into tears with laughter, and he could hardly help but wonder in his heart, was this strange little elf thrown in by Anse El's bastard to specifically deal with himself?!

Resisting the urge to chop this elf and feed it to the dogs, he was the only living creature in this broken place for hundreds of years besides him, after Lucivier crushed several hard black rocks with his claws, he finally kicked Fei Yaran a few more times, "Tell me, what is the relationship between you and Anse El?" If you are honest, I will give you a good time! ”

"Why do you think I have something to do with the Elven King?" Ever since he met Luciwell, the Great Demon King has been asking him about his relationship with Mr. Anse.

Thinking of what this guy had said that he had the smell of Teacher Anse on his body, Fei Yaran raised his sleeve in confusion and put it under his nose to smell it.

Except for the faint rose fragrance that has been lingering around his body since he practiced the Seven Shows Mind Method, there is no trace of the laurel fragrance on Teacher Anse at all, so Fei Yaran really doesn't know why this demon king is so sure that he has a relationship with Teacher Anse from the beginning.

Seeing Fiaran's movements in his eyes, Lucivier stepped on Fiaran's chest and snorted disdainfully, "Don't try to hide it from my eyes, you do smell of Ansel's bastard." If it weren't for the fact that elves all popped out of trees, I might have thought you were born to the bastard. ”

This is not the first time that Fei Yaran has heard that he was born to Teacher Anse.

If it weren't for the fact that he had indeed jumped out of the eggshell of the Tree of Life and was delivered by Mr. Anse and Shiro together, Fei Yaran might have doubted his true origins.

But then again, last time it was Noras, the lord of the Celestial Clan, and this time it was the cool and handsome big demon king, obviously they all know how elves are born, why can they still say such brainless remarks?!

As he was secretly complaining in his heart, Fei Yaran saw Lucivel leaning down again, leaning over his unhealed lips and sniffing, "No, you're born to Ansel at all, right?" Otherwise, how could there be even the smell of that guy in the blood? ”

No wonder he had always wondered where the elf's golden-red blood came from, if it was Ansel's child, it would make perfect sense!

Unexpectedly, Anse El is such a cold-hearted and cold-hearted guy who can have children.

Thinking of this, Lucivier looked at Fei Yaran's gaze, and suddenly became more hot and weird, and his heart was so excited that he was almost about to bubble because of this discovery.

A thousand years ago, Anse Air sealed him here mercilessly.

Now, thousands of years later, his child has sent him by mistake.

If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to get out of this damn place, Lucivier would feel like he had a hole in his head!

Grabbing the collar of Fei Yaran's clothes, Lucivier immediately picked up the elf who was lying on the ground as if he had no bones, "Follow me!" ”

Fei Yaran looked back at the waterfall that was getting farther and farther away from him in his field of vision, poked the map again, and looked at the current direction of travel, which turned out to be the exit of the map to the upper right corner of the map.

Shaking the wrist that was tightly held by the Great Demon King, Fei Yaran pretended to be uncertain and asked, "Where are we going?" ”

Lucivier looked back at him with a sinister smile, the tail of the little arrow flicking excitedly behind him.

Fei Yaran twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, don't use that little tender face to make such a strange expression, why doesn't this big demon king listen to persuasion?

If this is to let his younger brothers see it, and they will not rebel in minutes to overthrow this children's version of the unauthoritative boss?

Thinking that this guy was extremely sure before, if he didn't say that he was the son of Teacher Anse, Fei Yaran felt that even if he might be hung up in a while, he still couldn't let people slander Teacher Anse's reputation casually, so he shook his arm again and said with a straight face: "No matter what you want to do to me, I am really not the child of His Majesty the Elf King." You also said before that elves are born from the tree of life, and elves themselves do not have the ability to reproduce, so it is impossible for me to be born by His Majesty the Elven King. ”

"You know what?" Glancing back at Fiaran, Lucivier couldn't help but wagging his tail proudly again, "It's not strange that other elves can't give birth, but Ansel's bastard is not!" There is nothing in this world that he can't do. ”

This statement......

Great Demon King, are you sure that you and Mr. Anse are really bitter enemies?!

Why did you hear Mr. Anse's omnipotent remarks from the mouth of the Great Demon King?!

This is also the rhythm of an old remnant fan of Mr. Anse, hey_(:3"∠)_.

After knowing that no matter how he explained, the Great Demon King would be stubborn, Fei Yaran didn't bother to argue with him anymore, anyway, it seemed that he might go back to the camp or go back to the tree to rebuild in a while.

But then again, although he is very sure that he is not the biological son of Mr. Anse, the gold in his blood is indeed a little strange.

Moreover, Fei Yaran did not ignore the previous situation when Lucivier was burned even his fingers after touching his own blood.

The attribute of the Dark Monarch is naturally dark, and what can be used to restrain him is undoubtedly the attribute of light, so that is to say, his blood itself contains a strong power of light, otherwise he would not have hurt Lucivier, who is the Demon King.

Fei Yaran had been able to absorb and use the light element since he first learned magic, so he had never thought about why he, as an elf, could use this light power that rarely appeared on elves and originally belonged almost exclusively to the Celestial Clan so without delay.

Now that I think about it, maybe it has something to do with his own blood.

Time to think always flies, and when his body almost collided with the demon king in front of him, Fei Yaran realized that Lucivier's footsteps had stopped.

He was slightly startled, looked up, and immediately saw Luciwell's playful face, and the familiar white mist a few paces behind him.

There is no need to flip through the map, Fei Yaran knows that this should be the exit of the secret realm.

"Has anyone ever said that you really don't look like an elf at all?" Even when he could be killed by himself at any time, he could still walk in a daze, and even had no defense against himself at all, Lucivier once again felt that this little elf was really too different from other elves.

[Sometimes I wonder if you're an elf after all.] ] Suddenly remembered the star track's more than once complaints, and Fei Yaran felt a little regretful in his heart.

Since the second day of the Five Clans Conference, he and Star Rail have hardly seen each other, and now that he thinks about it, it seems that this is the first time that he and Star Track have been separated for so many days since they became acquainted.

If he really wants to fall here today, no matter what form he will be resurrected in the future, it will be a little different from what he is now. I don't know if the star rail guy will feel sad and sad because he can't find him.

And also...... Mr. Anse.

I only saw it in the morning, but now I miss Mr. Anse so much.

Thinking of Lian Xin, I couldn't help but tighten a few times, and it hurt a little.

"You say, if I do kill you, will Anse Air be sad?" Amethyst-like eyes filled with a playful and cruel smile, Lucivel took Fei Yaran's wrist and walked step by step towards the white mist.

As expected, they made their way through the white mist.

Fei Yaran was in a trance for a moment because of the Great Demon King's question, and the pain in her heart was sporadic and completely impossible to ignore.

Then, a chill appeared on his wrist, and golden-red blood flowed down the severed wrist, and soon stained all his fingers and the grass beneath him.

The huge golden magic circle gradually emerged from Fei Yaran's feet.

Lucivir stood two steps away, watching with satisfaction as the golden-red blood snaked down the elven boy's wrist, gradually turning into a golden streamer, forming a string of intricate mysterious runes.

"I guessed right, there is Ansel's blood in you." With a smile of excitement that bordered on madness, Lucivier had finally waited for this day after being imprisoned for a thousand years.

Who would have thought that Ansel, who had sealed himself with blood, would be unsealed by his son's blood today!

It's providence!

A golden hurricane swirled in the circle, and as the circle gradually became complete, it quickly condensed into a devastating storm.

At the moment of the formation, Fei Yaran, who had lost too much blood, was dark for a while in front of him, and his body was also very cold, but at a certain moment, his fingers were finally able to break free from the confinement of the demon king, and moved invisibly.

The feathered twin swords that were originally captured by Lucivier instantly appeared in the palm of his hand.

Luciwell, who discovered that Fei Yaran was still able to move, immediately firmly imprisoned the magical elements and air in the entire space.

But he didn't want to, the elf boy who was always careless and looked like he was waiting for death, but he was not affected by his spatial confinement at all, and pulled out a brilliant sword flower in an instant.

The dragon soars into the sky, catches the clouds and divides the water!

Like thunder, there is no time to hide your ears!

In the blink of an eye, he threw out the two continuous immobilization skills of "Earth Horse Dragon Xiang" and "Thunder Fury", and at the moment when the magic circle was completely lit, Fei Yaran forcibly swung out a "Sword Shadow Trace", and instantly repelled Lucivier, who was originally stepping on the formation, to the outside of the magic circle.

Easily put on two more continuous blood regeneration skills for himself, and the corners of Fei Yaran's lips finally couldn't be suppressed anymore, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

A huge pillar of light rose from under his feet, and Fei Yaran raised his lips slightly, smiling at the Demon King who had not yet recovered from his immobilization outside the magic circle.

But I didn't want to, and in the end, in the gradually blurred vision, I seemed to see a strange smile.

A bad premonition suddenly rushed to the bottom of his heart, but Fei Yaran didn't have time to think about it at all, and disappeared in the center of the circle in an instant.

That night.

The Elven King, with long silver hair, finally found this sealed place that was originally sealed with the culprits of the dark war.

In the sealed land where plants and trees flourished, the breath of silence to death was finally broken again with the arrival of everyone.

The Elven King followed the path to a waterhole covered with purple water lilies.

His emerald green eyes lowered his eyes, and in an instant, he found two drops of golden-red blood that had not yet dried on a huge black rock by the pool.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, the two drops of blood jumped obediently into the crystal bottle in his hand as if they were alive.

Then, the silver-haired and emerald-eyed king turned back to the group of foreigners who followed him, and said in a low voice: "A thousand years have passed, and Lucivel has left. Be ready. ”

Then, no matter how shocked the foreigners behind him were, they left by themselves.

From the moment he entered this place, he knew that there was no one here, including Jade.