How long can a person love another person? Ten years, twenty years, or a lifetime. Vampire Dracula loved his wife for four hundred years until death. can hold up on a deep love. But what if another 400 years?

Two thousand years of nostalgia for a man who has long since died. Is this nostalgia still nostalgia? Or is it just a habit that you have developed unconsciously? A habit that is too deep makes Aster think that her love is still there.

"Two thousand years is too long, have you never thought about starting a new life? Of course you think about it, but as soon as you have this thought, you feel betrayed of your love. So you hide in this isolated place, guarding that little fantasy in the depths of your heart. Wake up, asters. Everything has changed. ”

Shion collapsed to the ground all of a sudden, perhaps she had a similar thought in her heart. But when all this was laid out naked in front of her, it still made her almost collapse.

Linna rushed over and picked up her mother. She didn't know exactly what was going on, but it was clear that it was the person in front of her.

For a long time, Shion seemed to calm down, and she struggled to her feet. "Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

"I want a mage who has lived for two thousand years, a real mage."

"Like this?" The ground fluctuated violently, and a series of ground thorns grew from under Lin Xuan's feet. Lin Xuan moved away from the ground with a phantom. But before he could refocus, a strange formation appeared around him.

The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth were extremely eye-catching and distributed around him. At the same time, there was some kind of peculiar reaction. Lin Xuan had very little experience in fighting ancient Chinese warlocks, so he couldn't tell what kind of formation this was. But he clearly felt that the space around him was blocked. The phantom migration could not be used, and the countless vines around it suddenly swelled wildly, blocking Lin Xuan's last buffer in an instant.

"That's it, fight like a mage."

A fierce flame surged from around Lin Xuan, burning all the vines in an instant. But immediately afterward, the countless gold elements in the void converged into a flying sword, pointing directly at Lin Xuan.

"It's still too rigid, and there should be more changes in the five elements."

In the next second, the flying sword suddenly dispersed in the air. At the same time, Aster's feet continued to take a strange step, and the flying sword in the air also changed.

Lin Xuan finally felt the pressure.

"Combine the Five Elements Spell with the Way of the Sword to form a sword formation. It has already had quite a real combat effect. ”

Five sword qi with different attributes attacked Lin Xuan from all directions from the west. A translucent barrier appeared on Lin Xuan's body, blocking the first wave of attack. At the same time, an extremely thin silk thread appeared on Lin Xuan's hand that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Invisible silk threads, intersecting with flying swords in mid-air. For a moment, a network of sparks formed around Lin Xuan. The sword array continued to change with Ziyuan's gestures, but no matter what angle it was, Lin Xuan was able to easily block all attacks. Finally, Shion changed her strategy, and all the flying swords merged into one in mid-air, forming a giant flying sword with a gorgeous shape.

By now, the two sides have begun to lose their hands. Lin Xuan felt threatened, and it was impossible for him to be as relaxed as before. A Merlin ring appeared at his feet. Whenever he starts to get serious, the first spell to master always gives him confidence.

Except for basic spells such as the Fireball Technique, Lin Xuan almost never used fixed spells to fight. In his opinion, there should be at least one essential part of magic, and that is change. Only by constantly changing and using it flexibly can we cope with different situations.

The space around them twisted for a while, as seen from the outside world. Lin Xuan's whole person had turned into an elongated deformed state. Of course, what really distorted was only the space around Lin Xuan. The flying sword slashed down, and from the outside, the sword was in the middle of Lin Xuan. However, from Lin Xuan's point of view, this sword was slashed diagonally to the side. The fierce sword qi was raging, but it only destroyed a boulder on the side.

Lin Xuan raised his finger, and a purple thunderbolt flashed on his hand. This movement is somewhat slow in Shion's point of view. However, the thunderbolt seemed to teleporte, and suddenly appeared in front of her. As if passing through space, this most basic lightning strike technique hit Ziyuan directly in the chest.

The asters that fell again, but without the previous decadence. On the contrary, her spirits were a little uplifted.

"I thought my path had come to an end. I can't imagine going any further at this moment. ”

"Got to the end? As a warlock, shouldn't you pursue the Supreme Heavenly Dao? Does this feel the head? ”

"Today, Fang knows that the path of seeking the Tao is endless, and it was my magic barrier before."

At this moment, Shion finally got rid of the style of a little woman and began to focus on some higher goals.

In this era, China has no will of its own. There are always countless voices coming out to interfere, whether it is political, economic, or even military, in a period of extreme chaos.

Shanghai is bustling, but behind this prosperity is a deeper sadness. Lin Xuan didn't understand politics, economics, and military affairs. He can't save China from this level. But he is a transcendent being, and he has power that the world cannot imagine.

On the streets of Shanghai, countless workers and students are marching. In Shanghai, the commercial interests of various countries are inherently conflicting. Because there is never a normal business order here. Every imperialist enterprise is desperately squeezing the Chinese market. They are opposed to each other, but when it comes to the Chinese, their attitude is surprisingly consistent.

At all times, we must maintain the suppression of the Chinese. Whatever the reason. Reason, no imperialist enterprise will bow its head to China. They had a special tacit understanding before the darkness. Completely destroy the soul of this nation.

Some workers were fired, deducted from their wages, beaten without reason. They don't even bother to make an excuse for this. Many students marched around, protested, and were arrested. On Chinese soil, they are driving freely with rights that do not belong to them.

The people crave the protection of the state and the army. However, all armies are in the hands of warlords. They are busy with civil war, grabbing money, grabbing territory. As everyone knows, robbing and grabbing is just hurting one's own country. Maybe they know, but they just pretend they don't know.

In a hidden warehouse, Lin Xuan stood in front of the dragon coffin, muttering to himself.

"It's time for you to see this country of pain."