Closing the page, she held the book in her hand, like a treasure. The old books on the shelves on all sides of the book aroused her desire to read.

"I don't usually have much time to take care of this study, and I would appreciate it if you could come here once in a while to help me clean it. ”

"Really?" Ling Xiao burst into tears, "In other words, she can come here often to read?"

Ling Xi nodded in acquiescence, and when Ling Xiao burst into reading excitedly, he had already silently gotten up and left.

On a bookshelf, Ling Xiao tearfully took down a book, opened it with gratitude and cherishment, and read it carefully, and happened to read a record, the legend of the "Dark Elf King".

This account comes from 3,000 years ago and appears to have been dictated by a Dark Elf ancestor:

Since ancient times, we Dark Elves have an innate belief in towering giant trees and white-winged angels.

Because in the ancient books of the dark elves, it is recorded that in that sacred forest, there is a towering giant tree. There, an angel with white wings, guides the dark elves......

Every time we look at the sky of the Divine Realm and see the giant tree with its crown already high into the clouds, we wonder if it is the same tree recorded in the ancient dark elf texts.

Will it grow so tall? Will it rise above the sky? It will grow more and more out of reach.

The gods who guard us are gone, and the Thunder Rulers have begun a brutal slaughter. Although many of the Dark Elves have fled the Divine Realm and are scattered throughout the continent, our group will not move out of this place no matter what. Because we have a faith in our hearts, whenever we look up at that big tree, we know ...... This is our home.

In a sudden raid, the enemy forced us back into the depths of a swamp. It was an endless swamp, shrouded in fog and full of dangers, and we quickly got lost.

Many of their companions lost contact with each other as soon as they entered the swamp, some were drowned in the mire, some were devoured by wild beasts, and some were lost in the fog.

In order to avoid our pursuers, we kept walking towards the center of the swamp. We walked for several days and nights, until the fog cleared, and we saw a lush canopy of trees in front of us, towering into the clouds. Pleasantly surprised, we ran there, thinking we had found the land of legends, where the ancestors of our dark elves and the gods once lived.

When we reached the bottom of the tree, we finally saw that it was a towering tree that stood abruptly in the middle of the swamp, and a boy stood at the bottom of the tree—his eyes as deep and lonely as a lake, and his skin as white as paper, but he greeted us in a friendly Dark Elf language.

Then we clearly saw that where his finger crossed the air, the wild grass, dead branches, broken trees, and hollow trunks around him all began to sprout new shoots, and green covered the land, and all the plants grew luxuriantly under his command...... It's a miraculous sight, the home of our dreams.

We fell to our knees and called him the "Dark Elf King".

Ling Xiao looked back with tears in his eyes, and in the middle of the page was a solemn record of what the "Dark Elf King" had said at that time.

The noble and great Dark Elf King, in elegant Dark Elf language, said to us:

"Our belief in the gods will always exist, but the god that we believe in so much is no longer there. ”

Since then, this phrase has been circulated among the people of the dark elves.

Ling Xiao read this, his heart was sour, and he quietly experienced the meaning and thought about it.

Ling Xi walked down the stairs to an inconspicuous corner behind the bar. There are three dusty wanted notices on the wall, and because of the age, the paper has yellowed and curled edges, and the contents of them are not clear. He reached out and removed the three wanted warrants.

Black Feather's injuries quickly healed after drinking the potion prepared by Bai Shengye, and he was alive the next day.

In the morning, he wakes up and brushes his teeth and washes his face in the bathroom, admiring his handsome face in the mirror. I heard the noise and shouting on the playground in front of the dormitory building, and the "crackling" and "booming" noises, as if someone was demolishing a house. But I didn't care.

"Early in the morning, what is the noise......

"Dangdang. ”

There was a quick knock on the door, and Ling Xiao pushed the door in with tears on his face:

"Go downstairs and have a look! Rin Ao's soul is coming to arrest you, Yi Xin is fighting with him!"

Black Feather is a spirit.

"Yi Xin, he's going to fight for me?"

Putting on a black magic robe and a delicate silver badge on his chest, he walked downstairs with Ling Xiaoxi.

These students who were about to go to class, and those who had just come out of the cafeteria after breakfast, were attracted by the bustle, and surrounded a circular field with a diameter of 100 meters in front of the dormitory building.

Ling Xiao tearfully squeezed into the crowd with a camera and took pictures with a "click". Black Feather tiptoed from the top of the crowd and saw Yi Xin and Rin Ao Soul standing at both ends of the field, one left and one right.

"We're here to arrest people, get out of the way, and hand them over!" heard the voices of the Holy City Guards coming from the noisy crowd.

The crowd was full of people and discussions:

"Isn't that Yi Xin, he is the son of the Chiyan City Lord, known as the 'Little City Lord', he is competing with the Proud Soul, this is amazing!"

"Yi Xin is the first place in the admission score of our magic academy, both of them are powerful people in the holy city, I don't know who can have the upper hand, this battle must be exciting!"

The masses who are not afraid of big things gather more and more, and some girls are even more crazy, and even cheer for Yi Xin.

Rin Proud Soul still carried the giant hammer on his shoulder, held his head high, and spat on the ground.

"Little friend, don't get in the way! your teacher didn't teach you, can't you get in the way of the Holy City Guards?"

He spoke in a rough voice, and Yi Xin was even more unyielding:

"Commander Rin of the Escort Team, don't you know that the City Lord's Palace, the Escort Team, and the Magic Academy do not interfere with each other?

Yi Xin said, and a raging flame erupted from the staff. The momentum of the two sabre-rattling is even worse, and a battle is inevitable.

Several members of the Holy City Guardian behind Rin Proud Soul reminded in a low voice:

"Lord Commander, yes, the other side is the ...... of the Chiyan City Lord's family."

"Hmph!" Rin Ao's soul couldn't listen to it at all, he slammed the hammer to the ground, tilted his neck to the side, and made a "cluck" sound, his eyes were even more vicious than the big brother of the underworld, and the students who were watching next to him were scared to take a few steps back.

"These pampered sons and daughters lack people to teach them lessons!"

A murderous aura flashed in Yi Xin's eyes, "Then come on!"