My inner monologue

The elves don't remember how many years the elves haven't had turmoil, even the eldest elves, the almost 10,000-year-old elves who sacrificed Dadam in the last generation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's not that the elves have always been so peaceful, but the turmoil is too far away for them to remember.

In the eleventh year of the Frost God Calendar, the elven race ushered in another shock in thousands of years.

The calm forest was trembling, and the anger was infecting every tree, and at this moment, all the elves could feel the heavy anger that permeated the tree behind them.

Not only that, but the earth-shattering roar echoed in the Forgotten Forest, the milky white water trembled, and the ripples spread to the sides, gradually revealing the endless dark forest below, and the elven children who had just been born for a few decades hid in panic behind the crack in the door, watching the paradise where they often played changed into something they were no longer familiar with.

The adult elf of the elven clan raised his head, looked up at the big tree beside him, put one hand on the big branch, closed his eyes, slowly felt the fluctuations coming from the big tree, and used his innate natural heart to communicate with it.

But all that came back was anger, endless anger, an anger that had been blasphemed against the faith, like a burning plain in the abyss, where the flames of anger could almost turn the whole world into ruins.

"Hair ...... What did you give birth to?"

The elves gathered dumbly in the depths of the forest, and the breath of nature gathered together, sending their own questions to the whole nature.

In the depths of the elven forbidden land, the elven god glared angrily at the war ancient tree Taistan, and on the hoof he stepped on, a branch was entangled, completely cutting his hooves from Jin Li, who was lying on the ground below.

"Why are you trying to stop me?" said the elven god angrily.

On the towering tree, Taistan looked at the elven god with a hint of helplessness, "You can't kill, this person can't die in our elven clan." At least, not at the hands of our people. ”

"What if I'm hell-bent on killing?"

The elven god suppressed his anger and was provoked by an ant, as a god, he could not accept it, he had been on the throne of the god for tens of thousands of years, and his words and deeds were praised, and his eyes had fallen on himself, so that any opposition was a sin for him.

"Then I'm going to stop you!" said Tystan, for this moment, he was like an ancient tree of war, iron and bloody, not the old tree with a kind temper.

"Why?" the elven god asked, unable to accept Tystan's words.

Tystan sighed, "I feel the breath of that person on his body, so, we can't touch him!"

"That person?" the elf god almost laughed out loud, but in the end he was afraid of a person, as a god, there was no need to do it, just saying this sentence was an intolerable shame.

"Yes, the one we were born of it. ”

Taistan smiled bitterly, his voice trembling, faintly revealing a little fear, as if the breath of the person on Jin Li's body had brought it unbearable scars, so that even if it sounded, he couldn't accept it.

The thick trunk of the tree swayed slightly, swaying and rattling, and the green breath bloomed from the veins of the leaves, like the pure water of the lake, to envelop everything around it.

"I can't do anything to the person he favors, you have only been a fairy god for a short time, you don't know what kind of person that person was in that distant time. ”

"I still remember that when that man appeared, his eyes fell, and the world opened up, and wherever his footsteps fell, the void roared, and we crawled at his feet, and let those blood-colored eyes sweep over our torsos, and he opened his mouth, and the world became dark, and he opened his eyes, and light was born. ”

"We can't forget, and we can't get rid of his bonds, and we who have survived since the beginning of the world, and who do not live in his shadow. ”

"Do you know why this kid has deceived so many gods and legends but still lives well?"

"Do you know why the kid who killed him didn't kill him after breaking the clone?"

"Do you know why I was able to tolerate him living until now?"

"That person, if you don't show up, I won't say it. ”

"The world calls me the ancient tree of war, the great master of war, and the god of war on the throne of the god, but it is just a play of that person, and what is performed is just a war play. ”

"So, let him go, even if there is only a trace of breath on his body, but let him go, let him mess around in the elven clan, even if the elven clan is completely overturned, so what, as long as that person does not lower his anger, everything is fine. ”

The elven god was blinded, and in his limited life, he had never heard of the existence of such a person, and hesitated for a moment, "I don't believe it!"

"You have to believe!"

Tystan was instantly angry, as a patron saint, he had to choose between his clan and himself, which was the realization that every patron saint should have.

"As an elven god, you have to be cautious even if there is even the slightest possibility!"

The elven god frowned, looked at Taistan, and Taistan looked back without hesitation, and in those old eyes, one epic chapter after another turned over, and in a trance, there was an extremely tragic world.

After half a ring, the elven god retreated, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Black Kill ......"

"I know, what you're trying to say, Elven God, Black Kill is not as simple as you think, and his existence is also full of secrets. ”

After Taistan finished speaking, his eyes fell on Jin Li, who was lying on the ground, and he sneered: "Pity us ancient gods, we were scared like this by that person." ”

"That'...... The man ......" The elven god hesitated for a moment, and asked again, as noble as he was, he still couldn't believe that there was a god who was intimidated by a wisp of breath.

"He's dead, to be exact, we thought he was dead. Tystan's vicissitudes of life raised his eyes and fell on the branches of the tree, and said, "His body is broken, so we think he is dead, but even if it is broken, his face still remains, and it has been transformed into five parts, each of which has the strength of a god." ”

"That's ......"

"I don't know, I don't know where they are, I just know that they're alive. ”

"I know where they are. At this time, Jin Li, who was lying on the ground, spoke up.

"Mole ant, you're not qualified to speak!" the elven god scolded angrily, his eyes were on fire, and now he felt a great loss of face, but he couldn't do anything to Jin Li, which made his anger almost burn.

Jin Li sneered twice and stopped talking.

Tystan sighed and asked, "Say, liar, where are those things now?"

The elven god turned his head and glared at Taistan, in its opinion, this was the second time that Taistan slapped him in the face, even though he was the oldest god of the elves, but he was the patron saint of the elves!

Taistan ignored the anger of the elf god, a pair of eyes fell on Jin Li's body, and said lightly: "Say it, liar." ”

"If you don't call me a liar, I think I'll be glad to tell you, Your Excellency. Jin Li's voice buzzed, perhaps the dirt on the ground blocked his mouth, making his voice lose its authenticity.

"Okay, Jin Li, name that place. ”

Jin Li smiled, "If you can get me up, I think I'll be happy to tell you." ”

"You've gone too far!" roared the elven god.

Before the words fell, a branch fell, lifted Jin Li directly, and gently put it on the ground.

The elven god changed color on the spot, snorted coldly, and walked towards the depths of the jungle with four hooves.

Jin Li slowly cleaned the dirt on his body, white light flickered, and the clothes blackened by the mud gradually returned to clean, he raised his head, glanced at the direction where the elf god left, and said with a smile: "It seems that the guardian saint of the elf clan is not a peace-loving god." ”

Taistan didn't want to dwell on this topic anymore, and said, "Tell me, Jin Li, where are those five things now?"

Jin Li smiled and said, "If you let Moyer go, I think, I will ......"

"Don't go too far. ”

Jin Li changed his words, "In the Sanctuary, where the Holy Clan lives, it is guarded by the Titan Giants. ”

"So, it's sealed, isn't it?" asked Tystan.

"Almost, you can't see a few of them coming out to make waves anyway. ”

Tystan shook his head, his old face full of worry, "You don't understand how terrible they are, so you don't understand how much we are afraid of them, so for us, it's not enough to just seal." ”

"You're going to kill them?"

"If they don't die, the world will never have peace. ”

"But I think it's pretty good. Jin Li said, "At least your gods won't lose their scruples because of this. ”

"I'm afraid, it's good for you, liar of the abyss. Taistan glanced at Jin Li meaningfully, and on both sides, the bark of the tree shook, and the old face gradually disappeared.

"It's really good. Jin Li muttered to himself.

............

An hour later, Jin Li strolled through the streets of the elves, his hands in his clothes, quietly looking at the buildings around him.

At this time, the street was silent, and almost all the elves gathered in the forest, praying to nature and asking the cause of the forest's rage.

Jin Li leisurely wandered in the elven station, there was no crowd coming and going, and there was no noisy human voice, at this moment, the entire elf station was silent, it seemed that the whole place named by God as the Forest of Forgotten Worries, the real beginning, can really forget the worries.

Jin Li was wandering around, the anger of the forest in his ears came to his ears, he smiled faintly, he knew that all this was just a farce derived from a farce directed and acted by himself.

A great, powerful deity with a kind expression discussed a problem with a sage who seemed to have a strong backer, and finally came to the conclusion that I will not kill you, and the entire elven clan will not touch you.

Then, a slightly weaker god came out, angrily reprimanded him for his disrespect, and gave him a harsh lesson, but finally left angrily under the checks and balances of the powerful gods.

In the middle of this, he was warned by a creature who didn't know if it existed, telling him that you better be honest, or else you would have no other fate than die.

Hehe...... It's really a clever farce, both a good one and a warning.

However, for the person who did not know whether there was a living being, he believed that it did exist, and for him who saw through the true face of the gods, no deception would help.

But what?

Jin Li enjoys such a free time, no one is shrouded, his mind is always extremely clear, walking through the street, walking through the path, passing by a building, walking across a small bridge, the forgetful forest lake in front of him is covered with milky white ripples, looking always so kind.

Jin Li frowned suspiciously, looking at the figure printed upside down on the water, he couldn't think of how long it had been since he had seen himself like this.

In the past twenty years, there has always been deception and betrayal around him, every day, every moment, every second, what he sees in his eyes is the darkness of the world, even the joy of promotion, he has never seen the slightest light.

In the abyss, he deceived the gods, deceived the legends, deceived the sages, deceived the sun level, deceived the moon level, and deceived a weak skeleton.

He remembered that time he was hunted down by the Black Sons and hid in the tomb of the Bone King, a mass of graves that looked far and wide, and skeletons patrolled it, blue flames flickering and screams of pain.

Hart is a newborn skeleton soldier, and his birth here is death, and he is still adapting to his body, while Jin Li fell from the sky, and in two simple words, he tricked this little skeleton out of the grave, and then, he hid in it.

It was also this time that he completely escaped from the control of the black killing, and that weak skeleton, who cares?

"Hart, really, how could you have thought of this name in vain?"

Jin Li muttered, laughing unconsciously, and then the shadow in the lake was also laughing, he could see it very clearly, that face was full of indifference and disdain.

Perhaps, you are such an indifferent person.

Jin Li straightened up and paced slowly, without a goal, just wandering around endlessly, of course, in his mind, countless thoughts flashed, carefully considering one by one, calculating all kinds of possible situations.

After all, a person who doesn't even have a home doesn't deserve that kind of leisure.

At this time, a coquettish voice sounded in my ears, "You liar, what are you thinking of deceptive things?"

Jin Li turned his head and saw a beautiful elf standing on the bridge, looking down on his figure condescendingly, the green mage robe clinging to her body, outlining a delicate body.

Jin Li suddenly laughed, and at this moment, a thought suddenly rose in his mind, and then directly dispelled all other thoughts, completely occupying his mind.

Then, Jin Li heard his own voice, "Where do we seem to have met?" (To be continued.) )