It was already evening when the elves left the conference room, and Milian temporarily assigned the ancient one to Zheng Ming, followed Zheng Ming to learn the production of glass containers, as well as participate in the design of clothing styles, and gave some reasonable opinions in a timely manner.

The prophet relocated the site that had been destroyed by Zheng Ming before, and the deep pit that was originally ten miles in radius was built in two, half of which was used for Zheng Ming's experimental base for various researches, and half of it was used to build a formation for isolating the breath, which was left for future training for the elves.

Zheng Ming led the ancient one through the well-trained elven army, walked to the experimental base under their gaze, and when the figures of the two disappeared completely, they started training again, and every elf had curiosity in the eyes of this newly arrived holy son, and most of them worshipped.

"Is there anything I need help with" Pushing open the wooden door of the base, the two of them saw a relatively empty square, surrounded by shrubs, stepping on soft green plants under their feet, but there was no cover above their heads, and they could see the sky when they looked up, and the ancient one looked a little restrained, especially after coming out of the conference room.

Zheng Ming didn't care about her opinion, now he only felt that his head was a little big, according to the area of the site, this place could be used as an experimental base, but the prophet didn't know what Zheng Ming's needs for the base were when he built this base, so he simply established a framework.

When he came, the prophet told him about it, but he didn't expect that there was not even a table, and standing on this five-mile radius and looking into the distance, it could be described as a view.

Zheng Ming then understood why Milian would temporarily assign Gu Yi to him, and hearing Gu Yi ask like this made him less abandoned, so he simply said directly, "I want to make glass, you learned the production process at the meeting" said and looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Ah, uh, glass, learned" Hearing the word glass, Gu Yi didn't think about it a little, and it didn't take long to react, Zheng Ming was immediately overjoyed, and regardless of Gu Yi's opinion, he directly pushed her back and pointed to the sky with one hand, "Then can you fill the sky above with magic?"

Gu Yi hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, but it won't last long" But Zheng Ming was not disappointed, but smiled even more happily, "You don't need to maintain it for long, you fill it with magic power, and then maintain the energy, don't let this energy disperse, use the method I used in the conference room to make this energy into glass" When he said, he also danced and explained the glass style he needed, and Gu was stunned when he listened.

Finally, when the ancient one's magic power was about to be exhausted, he finally made a glass roof design, Zheng Ming seemed to be particularly satisfied with this masterpiece, walked east and west and looked, he thought now, finally don't have to worry about being drenched in the rain, came back to his senses, turned around and saw the ancient one's poor state, and cared, "Is the magic power consumed too much, or you go over there to rest for a while"

Knowing what his current situation is, Gu Yi said "um" lightly, and sat down directly after finding a place, the base was too big, Zheng Ming was three hundred meters away from her as he walked, Gu Yi looked to the sky and sighed at the magic of the world, watching the starlight follow those glasses, refracted on the ground, and vaguely heard singing from afar.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight......" The song is tactful and long.

The song came from the direction of Zheng Ming, the stars were shining, his figure looked a little lonely, Gu Yi felt that the stars in the sky seemed to have an inexplicable fluctuation, not like magic power, nor like any transformed energy, which appeared out of thin air and disappeared quietly.

The singing has long ended, Zheng Ming doesn't know when to get close to the front "Are you recovering" He knew what realm Gu Yi was now, and he didn't know how long it would take for the magic power to recover, and he suddenly wanted to find someone to talk to for a while, but he didn't know what to say.

Gu Yi didn't seem to notice it, and said without a match, "The queen arranged for someone to send us back the potion, it should be almost there" Zheng Ming heard it, and asked again aimlessly, "How many can there be?"

"A hundred bottles of high-grade magic potions, enough magic power to fill this place" guessed what Zheng Ming would let her do after recovering her magic power, so she directly explained to him in advance, but there was some impatience in her words, I don't know if it was the song that caused her trouble, or if this star was too cold.

She is also a person with a story.

"Can I ask you to do a dance?" Zheng Ming stretched out his right hand and gently pulled Gu Yi up, and naturally put it on her waist, Gu Yi almost reflexively gave him an over-the-shoulder fall, but in the end, he didn't know what to think of, so he didn't do that.

Zheng Ming didn't seem to notice anything wrong, his right hand took Gu Yi's left hand, and the starlight swayed, this light was more intense than before, and then suddenly dimmed.

Zheng Ming took a step forward with his arms around Gu Yi, as a qualified demon warrior, Gu Yi's waist board was not soft, and Zheng Ming's invitation to dance was also very sudden, and she was in a hurry, and it was inevitable to step on Zheng Ming's feet, but Zheng Ming was immersed in memory, and still gently took Gu Yi to dance under the stars, Gu Yi's movements became more and more skillful, until he kept up with his pace.

Starlight moves with their dance steps, when they are sad, they are like their own butterflies, when they are warm, they are like flamboyant grass, the two of them have begun to have a tacit understanding, the same emotion, the fusion of souls, Zheng Ming's face is gentle, a slight step turn, Gu Yi naturally fell into his arms, and then raised his hand, Gu Yi turned around twice and was pulled back into Zheng Ming's arms.

The cool breeze drifted through the green plants under their feet, and the swaying sound of the green plants played cheerful music for them, free, enthusiastic, and free.

I don't know when the dance stopped, Gu Yi sat back in the distance silently, but Zheng Ming looked at the sky for a long time without calm, from the moment he got up from the lonely grave, every time he saw this starry sky, he could fall into such an emotion, no matter what happened every day, there was always a shadow in his mind.

He suddenly thought that he should apologize to Gu Yi for the abruptness just now, it may be that the identity of the Holy Son today made him a little depressed, which made him a little domineering today, and the other thing is that women in this world seem to have a different meaning for dancing with the opposite sex.

Those who don't know are not guilty, Gu Yi didn't care about Zheng Ming's abruptness just now, on the contrary, Zheng Ming made her recall some of the past again, sweet, and equally sad.

There was a knock on the door, followed by a cowardly child's voice, "Brother Zheng Ming, the queen asked me to send you back the potion."