Eight years ago, the ruins of Harilo.

The barren ancient hall, the insects are rampant, the bushes are overgrown, and the fox and dog bark occasionally, and in the center of the hall is a statue of Duowentian that is mutilated, missing the right arm, and the broken face on the left half shows some terrible power to destroy it.

"It is said to be a testimony to Jean's atrocities three hundred years ago." A young man wears a grayish-purple fur cloak. The finest goatskins, the wind and snow never seem to be able to blow on them.

It is said that there is a leader in the wild rock sheep herd, and the forehead of the leader is exposed to the wind and snow all year round, so it is not cold and cold. Someone once took a small piece of the top of his forehead as a material, which is the top material for making clothes. If you want to piece together such a cloak, you need the souls of thousands of leaders, to say the least.

As the young man cleared his voice, a thin old man paced out from behind Duowentian, holding a broom in his hand and sweeping away the wind and snow that blew into the hall. It seems to have nothing to do with men.

"What's the use of cleaning every day?" The man sneered: "Even if you get up early, when the wind and snow come in, it will not be beyond the reach of manpower." ”

The thin old man replied angrily: "Go, go, Lao Tzu is the most annoying to you scholars, let your mother's yin and yang fart go all day long!" After 35 years of sweeping, I still can't sweep it clean! ”

"It's thirty-six years, thirty-six years ago, on this day, you came here." The man's positive color: "Mellow wine and beautiful face, clear song and wonderful throat, no regrets?" ”

The old man seemed to be overwhelmed by the cold, the weather was cold, and it was useless to wear a single coat, but he lightly pulled the clothes above the neckline, he coughed twice, and his old face was frozen into light gray, like a dead man: "I have already put it down, what else is there to be reluctant to?" But you, I heard that Ao Harbor has built a lot of pearl ships? ”

"Hmm"

"The little woman doesn't dare to move under your hands?"

"He" The man touched his head: "When you are trapped in love, most of them are stupid, a guy who can't let go of a woman can basically only be a thug." ”

"Sounds like you're a good mix"

"That's"

"It can't be said that it mixes well, it can only be said that it eats the ancestors and eats the descendants."

The richly dressed man was expressionless. The wind and snow are stagnant.

As if to say that he was tired, the old man gathered his broom and kept stomping his feet to keep out the cold.

"There is no harmless thing in the world, what you get, you have to lose something, you are mobilizing the anger of Dongda Road to be oppressed for hundreds of years and preparing to fight a battle of death and life, if you lose, Dongda Road will naturally no longer have that spiritual head."

"Besides, even if you win...... old man smiled: "I don't talk to you, you can't see it anyway." ”

The man turned and walked away, a cloud of snow scattered behind him, and the ground was as white as frost. The old man muttered and picked up the broom again: "Damn, talk about the world, in the end, Lao Tzu has to wipe your ass......"

Turning back to the childish boy behind him who was snorting from the cold, he smiled: "Right, Ah Hu? ”

The boy obviously didn't have the heart to listen to these things, and the miser master was not even willing to weave straw sandals thicker, and his feet were almost frozen.

……

Return to the gloomy mines.

In a fit of rage, Brother Tiger pulled out the tip of the gun from a Noah's chest, estimating that it was stuck somewhere in the ribs, with a lot of minced meat, he lamented in his heart, the shape of the grandmaster gun was unified across the continent, and it was originally designed to be used in one-on-one duels, the head of the gun is more similar to a long knife, and the body of the gun is also all used as a material, which makes this thing wield a tiger and a tiger, and when the war of 10,000 people fights, people's necks are washed and let you cut It is estimated that you can exhaust you to death for a long time. The designers apparently didn't take into account the situation of getting stuck in the bones during repeated fights.

Fortunately, the bastard master let himself hold iron and stone to boil his body when he beat the child.

Stunned for a moment, Olis used her knife to block a slash for him: "I won't always have a chance to save you." ”

The battlefield is like a cold and hard machine, and the consequence between being stunned is often the difference between victory and cutting off the ears on the corpse as a battle feat.

Not far from him, tall and thin elves were clustered around a skeletal man, and the tattoos of demons covered his face, making this elven man look extremely hideous.

"Evil Ainos"

Notoriously known for his insane cruelty to his men, this fire was also a consequence of his coercion of the rest of the forces.

The emaciated elves burst into unimaginable prowess at this time, and after decades of being tormented by the darkness of the day, they lost their grace and were left with the mad brutality of freedom.

"Stop him!" Ainos had apparently learned the sharpness of his weapons in previous battles, and did not hesitate to let his men use their bodies to block Tiger Brother.

Dead and godless eyes, thin arms, pursed and wrinkled lips, half-bald hair......

It turns out that it is really difficult to a certain extent, and the demeanor and anything can't be taken care of, the piano smashed and burned the fire, the crane slaughtered the stewed soup, the people were poor and short-minded, the horses were thin and long-haired, and the elegant elf clan also became like a ghost.

Chop and block, Brother Tiger will make the short gun so that the water cannot enter.

"Stop him!" Ainos's eyes were bloodshot: "The bastard of the East Road......"

Brother Tiger was furious when he heard this, and a knife bloomed on Noah, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead: "The old ghost suffers death!" ”

"Haha, do you think you can touch me?" The skinny elf sneered and spread his hair and pulled out a short sword with a faint blue glow: "Guess how hard it took me to bring this thing in?" ”

Under the blowing of his clothes, a terrifying sword-shaped wound loomed in his waist and abdomen.

"It took so much effort to get me to cut off your head?"

The surrounding elves were in despair of this kind of Hariran with elite weapons, and Brother Tiger had only been here for a few hours, and he had never experienced what it was like to breathe foul air and drink urine dozing from the dirt in a cave full of cold poisonous insects.

In such a small area, it is almost impossible to have the opportunity to run.

Something in the elves' bodies has long since slowly decayed.

"Die!" Ainos leaped to his feet, dodging Tiger Brother's side slash, and the short sword stabbed him in the neck.

There was no borrowing point in mid-air, and Brother Tiger had no choice but to reluctantly protect it with the body of the gun. The tip of the gun was pointed straight at the opposite head.

The mad elf was obviously desperate to drag the Hariran in front of him into the water.

"Ding...... a knife was thrown from a distance. When he opened his eyes like a tiger brother, it was a familiar silver-white. Like ice and jade.

There was no imaginary pain from being stabbed by a short sword, and after landing on the ground, he stood up as quickly as possible for the tiger brother who had fallen into a mess, but found that the elves around him were just nervously looking behind him, and he also looked at it.

"You ......" A snow-white knife stabbed Ainos in the chest. The heart almost pierced in half.

Blood flowed from him at an alarming rate, and with it, thirty years of darkness and madness of the elf.