Chapter 217: Ximen Blowing Snow VS Lonely

The next day, in the bedroom of Zhao Long of the Bright Elf Clan.

"Lulu, do you like the toys that your uncle bought for you?" Liu Daxi, who was bleeding in his heart, asked the deer who had just hollowed out the entire elf toy market and called dozens of cars to pull things, holding the toy white rabbit in his arms and jumping and jumping.

"Brother is so powerful, so good to Lulu. But brother, you have advanced your salary for the next three years, so what will you do with your food money in the past few years? I don't have any money. I've already bought all my money for Olay skincare products and Estee Lauder and other makeup products for women. After listening to the advice of Mr. Tang Shenshen, who has decades of experience in skin care products and cosmetics, he decisively took out all his private money to buy hundreds of sets of Tasiya, and gave a thumbs up to Daxi in admiration.

"I don't know what to do, I'm going to sleep first, I feel dizzy and want to cry when I see these toys now." Liu Daxi, who was in tears in order to make up for the mistake of releasing pigeons last time, walked away with his body shaking and his little face pale after hearing the question of his sister who didn't open the pot.

"Lulu, where are you going to put these toys?" After listening to Tasia's account of the complete incident of the fawn being released into the pigeon, Tang Shenshen, who came up with the idea to help the fawn exploit Liu Daxi, asked the angel who was choosing a toy.

"Put it in Dad's place, let him give it to me when I want to play, if it's not enough, I'll let Uncle Daxi buy it, and if he doesn't buy it, I'll tell Dad." After thinking for a while, Xiaolu said happily to the two girls.

Liu Daxi, who had just walked to the door, slammed into the door with a bang.

Three days later, on the morning of Zhao Long's father and daughter, Liu Daxi, Camorra, Kane's father and daughter, Varref, Pollard, Hormion, Tasia, and Amagil, a dozen people, plus elves, set off for the deepest part of the southern cordon of the light elves.

Dark Group Base.

"Ladies and gentlemen, no one knows his name, no one knows him, and this is the first time everyone has seen this person. I've mobilized all the personnel to search for his commission, and he's staying at Camp Rog Inn. Yan Qiu reported to the bosses in the room.

"Where are you?" Buddha can ask the Amazon who came in with the autumn.

"It's all arranged, they haven't found the base of the cliff to the west, and the bees have all been released. The Blood Wasteland to the Monastery, and the Rugoin to the Tomb of Talasha have all been arranged. Van Lunding replied with a salute.

"Okay, Yan Qiu, you go and stare at him now, and you can't leave him every step. We are now ready and only owe the east wind, Akara hopes that when the time comes, you will call more humans and more races to come, and you will be very pleasantly surprised by the time, Jiji~~" Joshuel Da Lang smiled.

Hell some kind of palace.

"Second brother, you said that the Buddha can they are already a little out of control?"

"Yes, big brother, but it's also good, Ji Ji~~"

"Second brother, what are you laughing at? The Dark Organization is a weapon that we use to contain humans and all races during the period of self-cultivation. Now that they're out of our control, how can you say otherwise? ”

"Third brother. Isn't it nice to eat a dog eat a dog! When they fight to the point where both sides are defeated, that is, when our Hell Clan attacks, Xiao An, you go and arrange for all the little brothers to lurk and not move. ”

"Yes, I'll go now." Andariel disappeared into a splendid palace.

Camp Rogge Lodge, late at night.

"Ximen~~, Ximen~~, go home, children, don't wander." An old man's voice kept calling. Standing on a wide black earth with no end on all sides, Ximen blew snow blankly.

"Where is this? Who are you? Who am I? Where is my home? What do you keep seeing in my dreams? Hearing the voice of the man who did not show up by name, Simon chuixue shouted.

"Thick ~~", the sound of shortness of breath just woke up from a dream. Sitting on the bed panting and sweating profusely, Simon Blowing Snow, lowered his head and stared at the big one.

I'm dreaming about it again.

I've been dreaming about this since the first day I went to bed, and I'm still doing it.

Who is that man? What does he call my child? Why should I go home quickly? He keeps calling me Simon, is this Simon Blowing Snow really my name?

Ximen Fuxue, who had been sleepless all night, had been standing on the balcony on the fourth floor of the hotel. Look at the dark starry sky outside.

As soon as the morning dawned, Ximen Fuxue, who had not slept all night, walked out of the hotel.

He walked blindly and aimlessly through the camp, and wherever there was a man to speak, he would go there.

Market. Places where the transfer trades, wet markets, training grounds, camp entrances, bars, pools with storage boxes, etc.

He had all gone, and he began his long search again.

Three days later, at the flower garden market, a handsome elf who was picking flowers and didn't buy anything he liked walked up to him.

"This breath is as lonely as me." Ximen Fuxue felt the breath coming from the elf not far away.

"Why are this human's eyes so strange? And why is the aura on his body so lonely? How is it the same as me? "After putting away all the peony flowers in full bloom, I came to the market to see the loneliness of picking flowers without anything to do, and I was attracted by the humans watching me not far away.

A man and an elf who had been staring at each other for a long time passed by.

They didn't speak to each other, just nodded at each other in the middle of a look.

Just after nightfall, Simon came to the tavern with snow.

At the door, he saw at a glance the elf sitting in the corner on the right-hand side, which he had seen in the flower garden market in the afternoon.

He didn't know what he was doing when he entered the door, so he would naturally pay attention to it.

Simon Blowing Snow walked to a table next to Loneliness and sat down.

In the bar, which is not very noisy, in the loud braggart dialogue of the practitioners, in the midst of the people coming and going, the two owners with lonely backs face to face.

Humans and elves are waiting, they drink the wine in their mouths in bitterness.

"Bartender, a bottle of excellent fruit wine."

"Bartender, a bottle of excellent fruit wine."

There was no face-to-face conversation, and the second time they met, they drank a bottle of wine at the same time, raised their hands to call the bartender, and shouted exactly the same thing at the same time.

In the surprised eye contact between the two sides, the bartender with the tip of the ear quickly came with two bottles of wine.

"The two guest officers are really powerful, they call the same wine, and they raise their hands at the same time after drinking, and they say the same thing, and there are many words and not many words, which is too powerful." The bartender, who was more surprised than the two of them, said to them with a smile.

The two of them, who had not talked to each other, looked fixedly at the freshly opened bottle on the table with a mellow malt aroma after the bartender walked away and laughed at each other.

It was late at night, and the 24-hour bar was still crowded as usual, and Lonely and Ximen Fuxue nodded to each other after drinking three bottles of wine, and then checked out and left.

One to the west, one to the east.

The hot summer was full of stuffiness and heat, and the hotel was lying in bed without sleeping, and Ximen Fuxue, who was abnormally sober, decided to take a walk.

Walking and wandering, he unconsciously came to the silent western foot of the mountain.

Ximen Fuxue saw a simple wooden house standing alone in the middle of the night not far away with lights on.

There was a fresh and elegant aroma coming from the room.

He was attracted by this delicate aroma of green and delicate.

While he wondered what this aroma was, the sound of a flute sounded in the silent night sky full of fragrance.

The sound of the flute has disappeared for a long time, and Ximen Fuxue is still reminiscing about the flute sound that was full of emotion and made people linger just now.

The sound of the flute is full of sorrow, reluctance, but also full of waiting. It is full of loneliness and loneliness, but there is endless joy. Immersed in the sound of the flute of the mountains and rivers, he woke up after a long time.

"Who is this flute player?" Simon Fuxue, who heard the meaning of the flute, looked in the direction where the sound came from.

"Affectionate only has the spring court month, and it is still a flower that leaves people. When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness. Alas~~"

I didn't want to make friends with people and turned around and walked towards the hotel, and the West Gate, who had just walked a few steps, blew snow, and heard the poems and sad sighs coming from behind me.

He stopped.

Curious for the first time, after seeing the face of the elf sitting on the threshold clearly before leaving, Simon Fuxue was stunned.

After blowing the music of "Full Moon in the West Building", he was sitting in a daze, and he was also stunned when he heard the footsteps and looked up.

"Hahaha~~"

"Hahaha~~"

The humans and elves looked at each other for a moment, then pointed at each other and laughed.

Their laughter was filled with inexplicable joy.

"As the old saying goes: it is better to meet by chance than to meet. We met three times, the first two times we didn't speak, this third chance meeting, I want to invite my brother into my humble house to have a glass of water and wine, do you mind? The lonely man who stood up and clasped his fists in his hands sincerely invited the human in front of him, laughing loudly and laughing loudly at the same time as himself, and at the same time stopped to look at him.

"I don't mind, as long as you're not idle, brother, I'm abrupt." Simon Fuxue replied cheerfully to this elf who had the same smell as himself.

"Okay, then we're not drunk, please come in." Lonely sideways to ask Simon to blow snow.

Modern scientists say that human beings are strange, the most amazing and unstudied higher creatures.

Because they never understand what human beings have emotions for!

I don't understand why humans live in groups and not alone like tigers!

I don't understand what human beings will choose to do for what they want.

They also don't understand why humans can distinguish each other's scents.

They have too much to understand, too much to understand.

It's like some people have lived together for many years, but they can't make friends with each other day and night, and they can't become confidants.

And some people can become confidants at first sight after meeting once.

It's like the loneliness of the moment and Simon blowing snow.

They also don't know what kind of self they are very resistant to and repulsive to strangers, and they want to make friends and chat with him when they have only met each other three times. (To be continued......)