As soon as Wu Qi finished packing up his equipment, the black cloak and black robe flashed out of the ruins.

"Sure enough, the hero is a boy!" Under the black robe, the man's hoarse voice couldn't stop admiring, "Such a weak flame mage can defeat a necromancer. ”

The corners of Wu Qi's mouth twitched, and the joy of defeating the necromancer was gone. He looked at the sky gloomily, regretting that he had completed the task······

The wicked have their own evil grinding, and such a poisonous person should stay in the hands of the necromancer for a few more days!

Strange to say, as soon as the necromancer died, the wind in the desert suddenly stopped, and the yellow sand in the sky suddenly calmed down, revealing a blue and cloudless sky like a wash.

The black cloak made it look like he was looking up at the sky, and after a while, he turned to look at Wu Qi, and saw that Wu Qi's face was full of confusion, and there was a smile in his tone, "Master Yan, this matter is over here, why are you still staying here?" ”

Nima! Anyway, I'm your benefactor, and you won't say a word of thanks, so you want to drive me away?

Wu stood up and shook his head, holding back the desire to burst into foul language. No way, he also has a deep curiosity about some of the past events of the Iliad. There is no need to ask about the elemental order, Wu Qi can also figure out the old man's temper and pretend to be a ghost!

Thinking of this, Wu Qi calmed down, bowed slightly, and asked curiously, "Your Excellency, can I ask you some news?" ”

"Loved!" Before Wu Qi's words fell, the black cloak replied categorically.

“······” Wu Qi was stunned, and his gaze at the black cloak suddenly became surprised, why is this Nima dialogue so familiar?

Wu Qi suddenly remembered the joke that had been circulating on the Internet for a long time.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Loved, don't make an appointment, save my mother, keep the big, don't regret it, there is something tomorrow, there is not much money, class on the eighth, homework was not written, this question will not, Lan Xiang, know Amway, eat yogurt and lick the cover, eat potato chips and not lick your fingers, at this moment my injury to you caused the area of the shadow part of your heart to be about 9 square centimeters. Is there anything else you would like to ask? ”

Master Yan was suddenly full of black lines, and he was now desperate to find the game headquarters of "Hope", pull out the programming ape that programmed the character in front of him, and beat him up.

Are you really happy this time? Yes!

"Ahem!" Afraid that the air would suddenly be quiet, the black cloak coughed twice, pretending that nothing had happened before, and he quickly changed the topic, "Since the Iliad Principality has been lost in the long river of history, let it be hidden like this." Young Flame Mage, when you reach the strength in the future, you will naturally know these things. ”

"It's ······ later" Wu Qi said depressedly, for some of the history of the Essevin Continent, the system seems to be very taboo, and has always been unwilling to let players know that of course something happened. It stands to reason that Wu Qi's friendship with the Elemental Order is already very high, but the Elemental Order has never revealed the original matter to him. Or the mysterious figure in the black cloak in front of him, he is not ashamed to say that Wu Qi saved the heroic spirit of the Iliad Principality, and the mysterious black cloak owes him an adult invitation, but that's it, in the face of Wu Qi's inquiry, the black cloak is still funny at first, and then concealed, refusing to reveal a word.

The more this is the case, the more Wu Qi has a strong interest in the long history of the Essevan continent. During this time, he flipped through a lot of libraries in the city of Walladze, the kingdom of Hobert, the books in the library were vast, and there were countless epics and legends that recorded history, but Wu Qi flipped through a lot, but he couldn't find any news about the Iliad Principality from it, as if an invisible hand had directly erased this history.

Wu Qi asked a few times unwillingly, and the black cloak shook his head with a smile, refusing to open his mouth.

"Young Mage Yan, your task now is to become as strong as possible so that you can have access to the original true history." Finally, Wu Qi's constant questioning, the voice of vicissitudes under the black cloak echoed slowly, "Only by standing higher can you see too far." The strength is weak, but if you want to look directly at the sun, you will eventually hurt your eyes. ”

Speaking of this, the figure under the black cloak didn't want to mention more, his figure revealed a trace of exhaustion, waved his robe and said, "Okay, I think Io is already waiting for you to go back, don't delay." ”

"The Iliad will remember your help. Old Io will give you the reward you deserve. He paused, as if he was a little embarrassed to be generous to others, he hesitated for a moment, and sighed leisurely, "Well, that thing has a serious loss of mana, and it won't do much for us, so why don't you give it to you." I hope you can regain its former glory. Back then, it was ······"

Either distressed, or in emotion, the voice under the black cloak gradually became inaudible. His robe shook, and in his long sleeves, a huge bead was thrown into Wu Qi's arms.

Wu Qi hurriedly caught the orb. The orb was as big as a fist, crystal clear, and the magic light was dim, and it seemed to be somewhat damaged.

He just wanted to take a look at the attributes of the beads, when the light flashed, and Wu Qi suddenly disappeared into the ruins of the Iliad.

The breeze was light, and the black cloak watched the place where Wu Qi disappeared, silent for a long time. After a long time, he let out a long sigh, and the black cloak quietly scattered on the ground, but the man was nowhere to be seen······

The light flashed, Wu Qi was slightly dizzy, and when this feeling of dizziness disappeared, it was His Excellency of the Elemental Order who appeared in front of him.

"It's strange, I'll never get dizzy when I sit in the teleportation array." Wu Qi whispered in confusion, perhaps because of crossing different planes, or perhaps because of long-distance teleportation, Wu Qi shook his head, no longer confined in confusion.

He looked at Io? Ryan.

Io? Ryan seemed to be in deep thought at this time, the power of the law around him was constantly fluctuating, and the green house was filled with a sad atmosphere. This aura is like a substance, and even seeps out of the house and spreads to the outside world. As a result, the lush and vibrant vegetation has become listless.

It seems that he doesn't care about Wu Qi's existence at all, Io? Ryan stood up, his robe dancing in the wind, his face sad, his long white eyebrows seemed to tremble.

Io? Ryan walked outside like no one, singing a long song.

I once saw the warbler crying in the Jinling Jade Palace, and the flowers of the Qinhuai Water Pavilion bloomed early, who knew that it would be easy to freeze!

Seeing him raise the Zhu Tower, seeing him feast guests, seeing his building collapse!

This moss and green tile pile, I once slept and slept well, and I saw the rise and fall of fifty years.

That Wuyi Lane is not surnamed Wang, the ghost of Mochou Lake cries at night, the Phoenix Terrace, and the bird perched on the owl.

The dream of the remnant mountain is the truest, the old realm is difficult to lose, I don't believe in this map change!

A set of "Mourning Jiangnan", singing sadly until old age.