"If a god is looking down from the sky, does it really care about these ants-like beings?"

On top of the majestic white tower, a middle-aged man dressed in white raised his head and whispered. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The cold wind was cold, the hair was messy, and the face like a knife and axe revealed endless vicissitudes, accompanied by a long sigh, the middle-aged man turned his head to look back, and a person appeared in his field of vision, a noble but old person.

He was the king of Demacia, the third of the shields. The man in white pressed his fists to his chest and bowed slightly: "Your Majesty!" ”

"I'm guessing you're here, sure enough." The king's casual speech, the perennial frowning brow was now soothed.

The man in white stepped forward in a few steps and gently held the king's hand. The two of them came to the tower together, standing in the wind and snow, and the old king pointed to his country with his finger: "This is my country!" It's my home! When I was younger, I liked to stand on a high place, looking down on my own land and looking at my people. At that time, I felt that the whole world was mine, and there was nothing I couldn't do! However, after all these years, I was afraid to go to high places, because I felt that the higher I stood up, the colder I became. I'm getting older and more afraid of the cold...... Alas! ”

"Your Majesty! You are in the prime of life, why are you depressed? ”

"Yes! I'm a few years younger than you! Do you remember the meat grinder contest back then? At that time, you were revered as 'Viscero'! I watched with my father the gladiatorial battle of the past and the present, when you fought 300 strong men alone, and everyone thought that you would surely die, but they did not expect that you would survive. When my father rescued you and asked you why you could persevere, you said, I am the son of a prisoner of war, and I was born a slave. My father told me that I was from Demacia and that my hometown was in Wildshire, and that I wanted to go back to my hometown and see what it was like!"

The king tilted his head slightly, sighed and asked, "Xin, why don't you go back to your hometown after so many years?" ”

"Hometown...... I was afraid to go back because I knew it was not the same as I had dreamed of. ”

"Also, what is left of it but lonely graves and dry bones? When I was a prince, I fantasized about what it would be like to be a king. When I actually became the queen of Demacia, I found that it was very difficult to change. The country of my dreams was so far away from me, and I wanted to change it, but in the end I didn't get anything. In the eyes of the world, I was a cowardly king, and in the end I couldn't even keep my own children. The aristocrats laughed at me for getting old, and sometimes even I felt old...... But I still can't forget that duel! My will carries this country, and even if it is destroyed, I will watch it perish! Or raw! Or die! ”

"Your Majesty!" Zhao Xin lost his voice for a while, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.

The aged king looked at the man he trusted the most, and said word by word, "Faith! You are the strongest warrior in Demacia! I want you to put on your armor again, for me! Fight again for Demacia, for the home of your dreams! ”

A raging fire ignited in the king's eyes, and the monstrous heat wave made Zhao's confidence surge, and he wanted to loudly agree to the king's request, and wanted to kneel down and express his loyalty! But when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know how to change the taste, and he was bitter all of a sudden: "Your Majesty, the letter is just a eunuch, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public." Galen is from an aristocratic background, with courage and courage, he is the commander of Demacia, the one who charges for you. ”

"Ugh........" The king sighed, he knew that Zhao Xin was right, but the only person he trusted most in his heart was the person in front of him. Galen was born in a noble family, and although he is now on the side of the royal family, when he really takes over the power, it is difficult to say what he thinks. With Gavin missing and the royal family weakened, Demacia now needs a war to divert the attention of the people and consolidate the royal power.

The death of Svein, the civil strife in Loxas, were enough to be a pretext for war, but in the king's mind, all this was almost nothing.

What is the difference? The king fell into deep thought, and Zhao Xin fell silent.

To the south of Demacia, in the middle of the endless snow-capped mountains known as the majestic barrier.

If the whole snow-capped mountain is compared to a piece of soaring, the clouds floating in the sky are the light smoke that lingers on the flight, and I am the green-headed fly lying on the hot flight, peerless and independent.

Ladies and gentlemen, please remember my name, my name is Hua Li Lang. The flower is the flower of the chrysanthemum, the plum is a fruit to eat, and the wave is my nature.

What a poetic name! It's the same thing as my people, what I do. I am a traverser, although I can't remember when I crossed and why, but I came to this world alive, which means that I am the only person in this world! is destined to be the protagonist of destiny, destined to be a man who wants to write a new chapter.

God is pitiful, I'm afraid that I will come to this other world alone, give me a golden finger, open a powerful system cheat mode, digitize my life, format my personality, can upgrade and kill monsters and be resurrected and reborn, and in the future, I will definitely be able to block and kill people and kill Buddhas, day by day, day by day.

But then I thought about it, I really wanted to kill people and kill Buddhas, a bit of martial arts to protect myself, what is the point of being led by the nose in order to become the first in the world? All right...... I don't bb, I'm just a pure diao silk, even if I cross a hundred times, I can't change the character of my sling, I don't want to be the first in the world, I don't want to be the king, my only dream is just to find a sister who loves me, to end my single more than 20 years, forced to play a lonely life for thousands of days and nights.

Isn't it unproductive? I wouldn't be ecstatic after the crossing. So, when that masked perverted man who was a teacher one by one revealed my identity as a traverser and disappeared the system in my body, I said it wasn't a big deal. As a powerful traverser, without the blessing of the system, I will still have a strong life, which does not need a reason, this is self-confidence! When I regain my faith in this world, nothing else matters.

For example, not far away, people who are struggling to climb.

Standing on the top of a snow-capped mountain thousands of meters above sea level, facing the vast world, I ripped off my belt, pulled down my pants, and pulled out my bird from between my legs. When the gurgling water poured down from the mountains, when the smell of urine filled my nose, I was singing: "How invincible! How lonely! How invincible it is! How empty, alone in the cold wind, shaking ****** me! My loneliness, who can understand me!! ”

The majestic voice resounded between the snow-capped mountains, and from time to time you could hear the sound of thunder surging and turning over. Someone below shouted in panic: "Oh no! It's an avalanche! ”

With his short legs struggling through the snow, his arms swaying back and forth in the air, he looked very much like a penguin, writhing his body sluggishly, staggering, staggering. After eating a few, he finally ran to the edge of the cliff with a wide field of vision, looked back suddenly, and with a shocked sound, he picked at his head with his fingers: "Huh! How is there no avalanche? It was so loud just now! ”

A clear cough suddenly sounded from behind, and the person turned around in surprise and roared with bared teeth: "Who? ”

A man appeared in the field of vision, a man who walked coquettishly and dressed more coquettishly. In the winter, he was wearing tattered clothes, and his thin pants had a few holes, and the white flesh and murderous leg hair inside could be vaguely seen. The upper body is loose, the collar is pulled under the collar to reveal the sexy collarbone, and there is a grass mark inserted between the hairs. ”

Seeing no reaction, the intruder changed his language again: "Mud can be a riddle? ”

Still didn't see a reaction, so let's change it again: "Empty you seven digging!" “

"Ahh

Hua Li Lang watched this person speak several strange languages that he couldn't understand at all, and shouted angrily: "You are so neurotic!" Can you say something you understand? ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh! It's close to Demacia, and I should speak the continental lingua franca. I'm sorry, but I saw that you were dressed strangely, and I thought you were an indigenous person who didn't care about the world. Now, allow me to introduce myself solemnly: iam Sauscore! ”

"What? What do you say your name is? ”

"Sao-Si-Ke-Ray-E!"

Listening to the strange man repeating his name again, Hua Li Lang still couldn't pronounce it accurately, squinted at him, looked at him and asked, "Who is that?" What are you doing in this snowy mountain? ”

The visitor looked at the strange man on the snowy mountain, heard his question clearly, the black face suddenly laughed into a chrysanthemum, he used his hand along the forehead to smooth the hair, glanced sideways at the cliff, pulled his hand on the shoulder, and instantly threw away the package on his back, he turned around in the snow on his toes, and at the moment when the package landed, he hooked the rope on the package with his fingers, only to hear a hula, a red silk flew out of the package, such as measuring, such as shaking, such waving, he actually danced in the snow like this.

Although the posture is very weird, it is full of strange beauty in Hua Li Lang's eyes. He kicked the snowflakes with his toes, and in the white powder, he danced the red aya into a ball. The snowflakes are spinning, the red silk is spinning, and the people are spinning...... Gradually, the whole world began to turn.

I don't know when, the cool breeze turned into a breeze, blowing warm on the face. I don't know when, the dark clouds in the sky have dispersed, and a red glow appears in the east. I don't know when, the dancer has stopped dancing, he is on the edge of the cliff, to the bottomless cliff throwing the red silk in his hand, one foot independent, pointing like a flower, looking forward to the head, as if searching, as if remembering.

Hua Li Lang was very worried that he would fall, but he easily took his body back, turned around and smiled toothily, and did not say anything.

Buried in his head and looking down, those footprints in the snow actually stepped out of a pattern that was the same as the posture he put on at the end, Hua Li Lang sincerely admired: "Master! ”

"That's what I got when I went to the snowy mountains, can you give me a name for my dance?"

"Why don't you call it a zhang of red dust?" (To be continued.) )