"There are less than twenty days left until the next trial. ”

Ye Yuan has not been able to eat well or sleep well in the past few days, with a soft big bed and a hearty meal, but he can't lift his mind at all.

Just three days ago, Ye Yuan found a book in the library that recorded the wars on the island over the past dynasties. Since more than 500 years ago, there have been records of wars on the island, and the people of the island have recognized the first recorded war on the island as the first. And the war he is about to face is already the ninth.

But the question now is not whether we can win the war on the island, but whether we can survive the trial. According to records, in the previous wars on the island, the greatest casualties were not the mages who were summoners, but the existence of various planes that were summoned as heroes.

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Yuan had a feeling of a big head, "What the hell is this, how can I be a hero-level existence, I may not be able to do it if you ask me to kill a chicken!"

"What should I do?" Ye Yuan felt that he was super unlucky, others crossed a lot of exercises and pills, even if the strength was not too strong, but there would always be one or two moves to kill, and turn things around at a critical moment, but what did he have? Is it difficult to rely on the spell mark on the arm of the girl of the Ling family? Don't be kidding, that thing strengthens his body at most, and the difference between other summoned heroes is simply too much.

Not to mention anything else, the heroes recorded alone made Ye Yuan rush to despair.

Take the last war on the island as an example, the historical figures in the world where Ye Yuan is located have appeared, Changshan Zhao Zilong, with a gentian bright silver spear dancing like an artifact, in that era, he was able to fight in all directions, and this was only recorded on the surface. If it is really as written in some books, Zhao Yun will have such a spear skill of a hundred birds and a phoenix, what will he fight?

"Just kidding, am I the kind of person who likes to fight and kill? I'm a poet, a calligrapher, a writer. ”

Ye Yuan muttered as he walked towards the library. Although he has all sorts of things in his mouth and heart, the facts are there, and once the next trial begins, he will most likely become the first hero to die in the trial.

"In other words, what medium did Ling Ziyue use to grasp and summon it!"

After staying here for so long, Ye Yuan finally thought of this crucial thing. As long as you figure out what Ling Ziyue used to summon herself, she might be able to discover her potential power.

Thinking of this, Ye Yuan immediately turned around and walked towards the study of the manor. In this huge manor, outside the library, there is also a quiet and elegant small study, when she is usually fine, Ling Ziyue will stay in the study and read quietly, from astronomy and geography to magic metaphysics, the other party has dabbled.

Crunch~

The anti-demon gate refined with extremely precious gold, iron and wood with deep sea spiritual soil was pushed open by Ye Yuan.

As soon as she entered the door, the beautiful girl who exuded tranquility all over her body appeared in Ye Yuan's sight, and there was a faint fragrance wafting in the entire study, and she couldn't tell whether it was the fragrance of books or the silence emanating from the girl in front of her. Or maybe the two have been mixed in the flow of time, indistinguishable from each other.

The sound of the door opening disturbed the girl who was reading quietly, and raised her head with a slight bow.

"Huh, why are you here?"

Ling Ziyue's eyes revealed that it was good, and the kind of activity hidden in the soul immediately broke the previous tranquility. Closing the book, Ling Ziyue stood up with a smile.

"Well, well, I want to ask what was the medium you were summoning in the first place. ”

Ye Yuan spoke a little hesitantly, as a summoned hero, he gradually discovered the position he should be in, but he still couldn't accept the fate of being driven, although the little girl in front of him was very good, although a little stupid, but she was very kind-hearted, except for the first time when she faced the three young people, she never really drove herself.

"You mean the relics. Ling Ziyue stood up, jumped twice with light steps, and took out a scroll of paintings from a bookshelf not far away.

"Well, that's it. ”

Ye Yuan took the scroll from Ling Ziyue's hand, and a thick sense of vicissitudes immediately soaked his whole body.

Spreading the scroll slightly, Ye Yuan saw a small piece of yellowed paper stretched out on the scroll.

"Holy relic?, that's how a piece of broken paper summoned me?!"

The corners of Ye Yuan's mouth twitched, and after the painting scroll was fully unfolded, what appeared in front of him was a very ordinary piece of yellow, withered yellow paper. Although the small piece of yellowed paper became smooth after being extended, it can still be seen from the lines on it that the paper must have been wrinkled before.

"Moonlight in front of the bed... Hiss~"

After seeing the words on this fragment of paper, Ye Yuan gasped. This poem is not his own world, and it is a poem by the famous poet Li Bai.

"Your uncle's Pipi shrimp, summoned with this thing, shouldn't it be the super poet, swordsman, Li Bai in ancient times?"

Ye Yuan put the scroll away again and handed it back to Ling Ziyue, "I bet you definitely didn't mean it when you summoned it. ”

When Ling Ziyue heard this, a surprised expression immediately appeared on her little face, "How do you know!"

"You, you, you, I really got it right!"

Ye Yuan's mood at the moment is really like knocking over a miscellaneous bottle, you said that you cast a spell and make a summoning, can you be serious?

"I don't think it's your business, huh. Ling Ziyue pursed her small mouth, her little face was shy, and she directly gave Ye Yuan a roll of her eyes, "No matter what Miss Ben was doing when she summoned her, no matter how many times Miss Ben summoned her, in short, Miss Ben succeeded." ”

As she spoke, Ling Ziyue pointed at Ye Yuan with a green jade, "Na, you are the best evidence." ”

Ye Yuan's heart trembled, and there was a burst of confusion in his heart, if Li Bai and other beings were summoned by this stupid little girl, would they be angry to death! Or, they were killed by other heroes before they even showed their own strength!

"Isn't this girl born stupid and sweet..."

Ye Yuan felt that he had fallen into a whirlpool that was difficult to get out of, if he crossed into a normal world, maybe Silly Bai Tian would be the best choice, but this was a world where the summoned heroes were going to be killed at every turn.

"Well, ahem, Miss Ling, now I need to talk to you about a very serious matter. ”

Ye Yuan turned his face and made himself look serious.

"Well, you name it. Ling Ziyue also straightened her face, in a different state from usual, and at this moment, she was unexpectedly cute.

"You and I break the contract and make a new summon with this piece of paper. ”

Ye Yuan said very seriously, but he was actually secretly smiling in his heart. As long as you make a contract, even if you can't return to the original world, you won't die because of the next trial.

"Ah?!!" Ling Ziyue looked surprised, and the two words almost unloaded her face, "Why?"

"Because my strength is too weak, only by summoning a stronger existence can you complete the trial and even win the war on the island, so let's cancel the contract. ”

Ye Yuan found a high-sounding reason for himself, and it was also a very practical reason, because he was weak.

"However, if you break the contract, you will be wiped out because you have lost your reliance. ”

"Uhhh

Ye Yuan gasped and immediately put on a smiling face, "Hahahaha, just kidding, think about who you are, Miss Lingjia, how can the summoned things be weak? Who am I? I am the hero who was summoned, and it only appeared to help you win the war, just kidding, how can I be weak." ”

Then, Ye Yuan pointed to the scroll and said, "Look at the fragments in the scroll, is there a word on it, is there a poem? That's right, that is what I created in my previous life, in my previous life, I was a poet, and I wrote countless poems that have been passed down through the ages, which made me a hero." And in addition to the identity of a poet, I am also a swordsman, and I once wrote 'Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles', which is what I am talking about. ”

Ling Ziyue held the scroll, and when she looked at Ye Yuan again, her eyes were full of little stars, "So you are so powerful! ”

Ye Yuan's body stiffened obviously, "Hahaha, just kidding, you know the existence of the poet, right?"

Ling Ziyue shook her head.

Ye Yuan secretly shouted in his heart and choked to death, and then spoke confidently, "The so-called poets, they are all all-rounders, they know astronomy and geography, they can splash ink at the top, and they can kill the Quartet with martial arts, so you can rest assured, I, Li Bai, will definitely not lose." ”

"Okay, get them down. Ling Ziyue pouted with a small face, with a serious look. Although it is very eye-catching, Ye Yuan is not in the mood to watch it.

Leaving the study, Ye Yuan looked depressed, and he no longer had the confidence and arrogance he had before.

"What can I do, don't say it's a hero summoned by others, I may not be able to beat even these mages. ”

Ye Yuan looked up at the sky, the cute little stars blinked, but they still couldn't compare to the bright moon beside them.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed, the uncle is so melancholy!"

"Those heroes who were summoned still bring their own weapons, uncle, I don't even have a weapon, how can I fight~"

"God, you're not trying to kill me, are you?"

Haw~ When Ye Yuan was complaining to the sky, a black object suddenly fell from the sky and smashed straight into his face.

"Something!"

Stretching out his right hand and grabbing at the object, Ye Yuan gave birth to a familiar feeling, "This, this is, a brush!"

"God, you play with me..."