On the steps of the library is a down-and-out greyhound.

It lost a lot of hair, and it looked like it was all left and right, as if it had never been washed.

It lay there squinting and enjoying the warmth of the sun. It's as if you've become a baby, being caressed by your mother.

Yes, its expression betrays everything.

Originally, he was the leader of the mighty Wolf Legion, but since the elven woman appeared, he found himself waiting for 10,000 years.

Ten thousand years is too long, and his wolf army has changed for many generations, and now there is finally someone who can communicate with him.

In this illusion, he can't get out, he can only hope that someone can come in and take him out.

Elves are undoubtedly the best partners.

So he told her a lot of his past heroic deeds, about himself, about his people, and about the world.

As he spoke, he got up helplessly. No matter what you say, these 10,000 years have been wasted after all.

No matter how full of aura the past is, under the ravages of time, it will eventually be bleak.

But fortunately, someone can talk.

She told him a lot, about the elves, about how the power between the two continents is balanced, about the demons behind the several wars between the human and ghost races in recent years......

However, the good times were short-lived.

A few days later, they miraculously walked out.

He saw his homeland, though it was like a rootless wanderer. Even so, it was hard to hide the excitement in his heart.

This body that made him helpless had no blood power, no heaven and earth induction. There is only a tattered and weak soul, but it is still a soul with infinite homesickness.

Since his return to the clan, the elves have not told the patriarch the shocking news at his request.

In this way, he can live proudly, and he does not want to see anything different in the eyes of his people. Who can allow their ancestor to be a dog?

So, he began to hate the hateful female elf again.

It was a sunny morning.

She came from the morning sun.

No matter how much his ethereal soul imagined, he couldn't combine her fluttering figure with the word strong, but at this moment it was so perfectly integrated.

If he hadn't been a dog, he would have come up to her and talk to her about the color of the clouds in the sky or the warmth of the rising sun.

But he was a dog.

So he could only watch carefully, admire, yearn for, and be helpless.

The phoenix-like eyes looked at him, and the long bright silver and supple eyebrows slid towards the sides of his forehead, as if they were about to rush beyond the slender face.

After the bright silver bun flowed through the pointed ears of the sky, it was tied into a simple bun on the head, as if the silver river bent and turned, and then gently rolled up on the neck and then flowed to the waist, sliding down the straight back, the slender waist and the plump buttocks, the tips of the hair were gently cocked, like a beautiful wave rolling up.

Ren Na Elf could never have imagined that the dog was so admiring her beauty, her grace, and her beauty.

The elf just looked at him with disdain and said, "Don't you think there's no point in escaping reality like this?"

"I don't think so, I feel good. So don't look at me with the critical eye of your elves. There are a lot of things you don't like to see, but don't those things happen all the time?" said Greyhound indifferently.

"Actually, this dog's body is really pitiful, it has the soul of a god, it can't be a dog, and you don't want to be a god. Even if you want to do it, you can only be a dog god. ”

After saying that, Qing Yu couldn't help but laugh. And said: "The dog god is not bad, at least there is the admiration of your evil wolf army." So, you hate me for getting you back. ”

"What's the use of the clan god under this spell dome?"

"At least let your people know that you're not dead, and that's a little comfort. Don't forget, the power of the curse is weakening, and the people of the paper realm will slowly wake up. The elf said, plucking a handful of hairs from the greyhound's body, causing the greyhound to flash into the distance.

"Your Blessing Spell is good for the ghost's soul, can you do it again?"

"The Array Spirit of the Cursed Heaven Array is deliberately controlling all this, and no matter how much I use the Blessing Technique, it won't have much effect. We can only hope that this force will weaken, and there is nothing else we can do. However, I have one business to do now, and I need your help. ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"I want to find a man with the purest blood in Xuantian and leave a bloodline, and I don't know what will happen the next time I go out. After all, it was a seclusion, and I had never heard of anyone making it out alive. ”

"How can the elven clan have a madman like you? If you give up more than five layers of soul power, and your physical body will be destroyed, even if you go in, you will have nothing to do. ”

"To the realm of illusion, you can only enter when you are at the end of your ambition. I don't have to sacrifice my body, what else can I do? Is it really worth exchanging hundreds of lives for that road? ”

"If I knew you were so temperamental, I wouldn't have given you the map of the Illusion.

In the past, there was the power of the demon race, and he also sacrificed his body to the illusion in exchange for the road of Xuanyin. Didn't you die there?

If you had said you were going in, I would not have told you the truth. If you don't have to worry about entering, you must have a strong soul to the realm of the god king.

Now, my remnant soul can only survive in the world. I don't understand, what kind of trouble is the elves going on, it's hard to tell each other?"

"This matter, if you can pull down your dog's face, you can ask Regret Mountain, and you will know that I don't want to talk to a dog about this. ”

"I don't want to see him. ”

"You don't have the face to see him, do you still feel guilty?"

"But Regret Mountain knows you're still alive, don't forget that he can know everything that's going on on this continent. ”

"He'll also know you're looking for a pure-blooded Xuantian Clan. ”

"It doesn't matter, you can find him and stun him and give him to me. ”

"Are elves so violent towards men?"

"In extraordinary times, we always have to use some means, if we talk about love, I think among the hundred tribes, my elf race ranks second, and no one dares to call it the first. ”

"I don't see that potential in you, it's like it's a loss of seven feelings. ”

"You are just the hand of an immortal, how can you be qualified to talk about the seven feelings? If one day, the immortal is in person, you can't even be a dog. ”

"It's the first time I've seen such a mean elf. ”

"Please don't speak to me like that, I'm the future Queen of the Elves. Listen to me, and I will not tell your people that their god is a dog. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The greyhound looked at the east city where the Xuantian clan lived, and deliberately bowed his head and said: "I saw the person you wanted, it should be Xuan Zhongxing's son Xuan Yue, and his blood is the purest.

The appearance is okay, then I wish Her Majesty a happy mood!" After saying that, the greyhound sneered and turned away.

Greyhound remembers very well that after he helped the elf stun Xuanyue, he sent it to the dormitory called the female saint by the tribe with a small amount of mana through the night.

He watched as the elf gave Xuan Yue an elixir to drink.

Then, what happened next, he didn't dare to look at it anymore, he had to take care of the mangled fur of the body.