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Zhang San Shen Su groaned and woke up leisurely. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info She opened her eyes slightly, and for a moment her eyes were full of shining magical light, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

She suddenly had a force at the waist and bounced up suddenly, but a soft force came from her shoulder, which carried her to roll in the air for more than ten laps, and then fell heavily to the ground, making Su dizzy.

Su didn't dare to move at will anymore, opened his eyes, and carefully observed his surroundings. She suddenly felt a chill all over her body, looked down, and found that she was completely **!

"I think your breasts are quite big, why are they so tight?"

Sue looked up and saw that Androni was sitting very arrogantly, looking at her with interest. Compared to Androni's unbridled, upstream and downstream gaze, Su was even more afraid of the strength of her Sanctuary, so Su sat up slowly, not daring to make any movements that would arouse suspicion. It's just that in the face of Androni's question, she doesn't know how to answer. Sue looked into Androni's eyes and suddenly realized.

Sue stood up. She was already tall, and after removing all obstacles, the most striking thing was two round, slender and elastic legs, which almost touched two-thirds of the height of her entire body. Her skin is delicate and compact, sparkling under the moon, like a beautiful female leopard full of strength.

"You're not going to kill me, are you?" asked Sue calmly.

Androni smiled, and her smile made Sue's eyes light up again: "Not yet, but if you do this nonsense next time, I don't dare to guarantee that others will not kill you." After all, there are many people on our side who are not afraid of your father, who is the prime minister of the empire, nor your teacher. ”

Su smiled faintly and said, "Since you don't kill me, can I go?"

Androni smiled very ambiguously and said, "Your name is Sue, right? Well, you are still good-looking, and your figure is also very good." Do you think you can leave so easily?"

Su pulled her hair and laughed too. With this smile, the cold murderous aura of her whole body disappeared, and she suddenly became a charming woman.

"I know what you're thinking, and I know what you're going to do. Sue smiled and walked towards Androni, "But I don't mind. I've had a lot of men and a lot of women, and I'm afraid you'll mind! Seriously, I never thought I'd one day sleep with someone as beautiful as you. I can think of you as a man or as a woman! God, what a wonderful experience, can you tell me your name......

Androni was stunned, and then disgust flashed on her handsome face. Although she likes beautiful girls, she has always had a habit of cleanliness and has no interest in women like Sue.

Su tried to continue, but was interrupted by clothes and long knives thrown at him.

"Are you just letting me go?" Sue bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes watery, and looked at Androni with a very resentful look.

", I'll kill you if you don't leave!" Androni exclaimed, squeezing murderously.

Su sighed softly, got dressed silently, and glanced back with great sadness, then gritted his teeth and disappeared into the night.

Androni only felt as if something was blocked in her chest, and she was extremely depressed. She thought back to the situation just now, and was suddenly startled, then she came to her senses and said angrily: "Fooled! Su, you are powerful, don't fall into my hands next time." ”

Not far away, Floya was busy in front of the large experimental table, and out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a shining object on the corner of the table, and picked it up to see that it was the blue ice that sealed the roses. Under the magic light, the roses in the ice were as delicate as her face.

The leprechaun thought about it for a moment, and then remembered that it was taken by Androni, saying that it was a gift from Miro. She tilted her head, thought carefully about Miro's appearance, and looked at what she was holding again. Ice is ordinary ice, roses are also ordinary roses, and the magic frozen on them is also ordinary. The rarity lies in getting it just right. When these three ordinary things are combined just right, they become an incomparable work of art.

It's a pity that the goblin's mind is not on this now. She tossed it, and the frozen rose made a beautiful arc and fell into the trash can in the corner of the house.

On the other side of Yanjing, the identical frozen rose in Miro's hand exploded with a thud. His face darkened, and then he laughed again, and said, "It smells!

The samurai, who was inseparable from him, said helplessly: "Lord Miro, the big thing is important!"

Miro said, "Of course, how could I have forgotten about my clan's affairs?" he said, his eyes still fixed on the frozen rose in his hand.

The samurai had to let out a long sigh and said, "Miro-sama, you are arrogant and want to exchange that woman for Edrene Lady, in case she knows, I'm afraid it will ......"

Miro smiled, "I have my own way. Just say that Rogge is the person that Princess Elesis has a crush on, and don't worry about Adelene, she won't take the bait. ”

The samurai was silent.

At this moment, in the room of Xiuth, the underground dwarf holding a short sword was sweating like rain, practicing his sword skills diligently. With his height and the dagger-like short sword in his hand, even if the sword skills he practiced were originally above board, they would inevitably be vicious when used. What's more, the sword skills practiced by the underground dwarf at the moment are extremely strange, combined with his erratic movements, flickering figure, and the paralyzing potion that Floya herself concocted on the short sword, Gregory is already a difficult character to deal with.

The martial arts of the underground gnomes have not yet taken shape. Hughes watched its movements carefully, nodding from time to time. With more than 400 years of experience as a killer, what Hughes taught the underground gnomes was simple, practical, vicious and insidious. In addition, in front of an underground dwarf who can speak dragon language and can wield dragon might, it is difficult for even the most clever warrior to escape its conspiracy under carelessness.

Gregory occasionally floated a few star chips from the tip of his short sword, and although the cold aura was faint, it could also be distinguished as belonging to the starry sky. It's a pity that the natural physique of the underground dwarf is too poor, and the cultivation of Dou Qi is extremely slow. This made Gregory, who had become accustomed to having his two masters transform their bodies and gain strength without hard work, was very uncomfortable.

But it didn't care, the heart of the ambitious underground dwarf was already restless, especially after seeing what happened to the master of Wella for his master.

It is no longer willing to be an ordinary voyeur, it wants to be a mastermind behind the scenes that can move history! Of course, as to where to lead history, Gregory has not thought so much. For the Every-Alive, all it needs is to leave its own paw prints on the scrolls of history.

And the form of the underground gnome is very unsafe. Although it has the ability to hide and stealth, but at this moment, Yanjing Richelieu is the time of the wind and clouds, the strong are like ants, they are all elusive, scurrying around, maybe any of the keen-sensed will find the whereabouts of the underground dwarf. An underground dwarf, the result of going from the darkness to the light, is naturally at the mercy of others. This is not the ending that Gregory likes, and it has to work hard to be safe.

It's just that when the difference in strength is too big, all skills will become meaningless.

Gregory watched as a pale white chill appeared, drifted towards it, turned into ice and sealed it firmly, but it just couldn't dodge.

With a wave of her hand, the ice that sealed the dwarf underground came out of the window and flew into the distance.

"Lord Fengyue, ah no, great goddess Fengyue, why did you suddenly come to my humble place when you don't accept the worship of believers in the floating city?" asked Xius respectfully. On the surface, no one could find the slightest disrespect on the part of the old fox, and his face was so reverent that it almost radiated a light of conviction. Of course, no one knows what he really thinks in his heart.

Feng Yue stood quietly in the room, the candle had just melted in a thin circle, and the temperature around her had dropped rapidly. The bright, warm fireplace flame had dimmed, and the flames had shrunk considerably, and they were dancing weakly in the cold, as if they could be extinguished at any moment. Everything in the room, glass or ceramic, was quietly covered with frost.

Feng Yue's eyebrows, which were like condensing smoke, wrinkled slightly, and her face, which had remained unchanged like a glacier for thousands of years, finally had a little expression, and because of this, she was a little more angry and a little less indifferent.

Under Fengyue's calm gaze, Xiusi's pious smile slowly solidified, and finally turned into embarrassment. He coughed, straightened up, and said solemnly: "Lord Fengyue, you came to me on purpose, there must be something wrong!"

"Elder Theseus, I've been getting some ...... lately Emotional distress, but I don't know what it really is. In addition, I found that I was forgetting about these ...... Mood. Every word of Fengyue seemed to add a little chill to this room.

Xiusi's face gradually became solemn, and he pondered for a long time before he said slowly: "Lord Fengyue, although I have lived for four hundred years, it is not a short time, but the realm of the gods is too far away from me after all, and I may not be able to help you much. All I can do now is to extrapolate about the realm of the gods based on some of the texts left over from the Elven Empire. Legend has it that some of the most powerful elven kings of the Elven Empire once possessed powers comparable to those of the gods. Perhaps because they had seen a new world since then, these Great Elf Kings gradually lost their emotions. They are just immersed in their own realm, and they no longer have the heart to care for the Elven Empire. But unlike you, they are not gods after all, and they will gradually grow old and die. I think you're in the same stage as them, because your eyes are too far away, and everything in the world will gradually become insignificant, so your emotions will be indifferent to all this. That's my guess on your latter question. But what are those feelings that are bothering you?"

Fengyue's silver eyes flashed with confusion, and she said slowly: "I don't know, but I don't want to forget." ”

"If you don't want to forget a certain mood, then act on its guidance and don't worry about it. Only then will this mood persist for as long as possible. ”

"But...... Does this affect the strength?"

"Probably not. ”

Feng Yue nodded slightly, and the figure gradually disappeared.

No sooner had she left than Wella appeared in front of Theseus, the golden doji shining brighter and brighter, and finally sharp like a burning torch.

"Didn't we reach an agreement, I'll help you deal with Lord Fengyue, and you won't use insight on me? We've already done what we need to do, and now we just have to wait for the results. Hughes said with a wry smile.

Wella's eyes darkened a little reluctantly. She looked at the direction in which Fengyue was leaving, and said, "Don't worry, it will definitely work." That's what most books say, at least. ”

Hughes was speechless, only smiling bitterly.

Unaware that he had become the target of many people with ulterior motives, Rogge was all about a magic scroll in front of him. The magic scroll was so large that Rogge had to lay it on the ground to study. The unfolded part is covered with dense magical symbols, and the various magical powers are skillfully maintained in a faint balance, forming a vortex that is vague and nonexistent, and at the center of the vortex is a vacuum of magical power. This is the elven circle that Rogge exchanged from Hus with erosion, and the magic vacuum in the center of the circle is where the magic power is isolated and stored.

Rog pondered for a long time, and finally picked up a pen, dipped it in a little bright green ink, and carefully changed one of the talismans.

A cloud of green smoke rose from the ground, and Rogge hurriedly got up and retreated. The smoke cleared, and the magic scroll turned into a cloud of ashes.

Rog shook his head, he was not discouraged, and pulled out another identical scroll, unfolded it, and studied it carefully.

"Failed again?" At some point, Wella appeared next to Rogge, staring at the magic scroll in front of him.

"yes! There are still a few things I don't understand. But if I succeed, this magic circle will be able to store the magic of any caste, not just the power of the divine caste. When that happens, I'll surprise my opponents. ”

Rogge was a little tired, and reached out and rubbed the corner of his forehead. He looked up at Wella, and suddenly added with a smile, "Including you." ”

Wella looked at Rogge, thoughtful, and said, "You have changed a little, if it was before, I am afraid you would have pounced on it a long time ago." ”

Rogge's gaze had already turned back to the magic scroll, and he said absentmindedly: "Even if I pounce now, I will be beaten back by you, I might as well improve my strength with all my strength, and it will not be too late to pounce on you when I am sure of fighting with you...... That's right!"

Three cyan threads of pure magical energy reached out from the tips of his left fingers, reaching all the way to the magic scroll. The three silk threads shook slightly, and several magic symbols on the scroll slowly changed color together, turning from dark red to orange. They suddenly erupted into a small stream of bright yellow high-heat magical flames, which then melted into several new magical symbols that re-condensed on the magic scrolls. The process seemed simple, and Rog barely moved his fingers too much, but it was very difficult to see him holding his breath and pursing his lips.

Wella looked at the magic scroll and said, "These magic flames are very unstable. You should add a little more divine power to them so that a solid structure can be formed. Otherwise, with the slightest shock, your scroll will be ruined again. ”

Rogge didn't look back, and after pondering for a while, he finally began to gather his magic power, and in the blink of an eye, all kinds of magical energy of different castes had gathered around him, forming a colorful rain of light. Just looking at this frame, I'm afraid that the fat man has never been so dignified when he desperately urged the eighth-order magic.

The magic scroll became blazing, and the high yellow flame that erupted seemed to be attracted by a dazzling divine light in the center, and finally condensed back before the scroll could be burned.

Rogge let out a long breath, and before he knew it, he was already sweating profusely.

In the corner of Rogge's eyes, a slender hand like ice and jade suddenly appeared, pointing at the magic scroll, and the cold voice said, "There is still some ice magic that needs to be replenished there." ”

This time the adjustment was surprisingly easy, and when Rogge added several new magic symbols to the magic circle, a dazzling magic flame suddenly gushed out from the entire scroll. The flames slowly rose and finally dissipated into the room. On the scroll, a brand-new, extremely complex magic array quietly appeared in front of Rogge.

This is the true face of the elven circle that supported the magical civilization of the entire Elven Empire before the thousand-year war!

Rogge's hands were trembling with excitement, and he carefully stroked the elven circle in front of him, probing the structure of the circle with his spiritual power little by little.

This elven circle is still flawed, not flawless, but it can contain a huge amount of magical power, and it is no longer limited to divine power.

"Is this the real elven magic circle? No wonder there were so many great magicians in the elven empire a thousand years ago! Haha, with this, let alone being able to fight with you, even if it is a goddess, it is no longer impossible to defeat it! hahahaha!"

Rogge laughed and turned around, his eyes immediately widened, and the laughter stopped abruptly!

Wella was nowhere to be found.

Standing behind him was Odrech, whom he had just said he was going to defeat!

Looking at the goddess standing as quietly as an iceberg, Rogge involuntarily took a big step back, his eyes turned silver in an instant, and seven-colored bands of magic light spread out and flew around his body. Rog had gathered all his strength, waiting to resist the divine punishment that would cause a tsunami and landslide.

"You've got a lot of courage. Fengyue's voice was as cold as ice, but Rogge heard a hint of warmth: "If you think you can defeat me, you can come to the Floating City to find me at any time." ”

It wasn't until Fengyue's figure disappeared for a long time that Rogge recovered from his distraction. He carefully put away the scroll with the elven circle and hurried away.

When the third candle burned out, Floya finally redrew the elven circle in its entirety on a blank magic scroll. After she painted it twice, she completely engraved the extremely complex elven circle in her heart. She checked with Rogge again to make sure that she had completely memorized the elven circle, and then Rogge picked up the scrolls with the elven circles painted on them and burned them clean with the black flames of the demon world.

"What is this?" the fat man's gaze suddenly fell on the trash can in the corner of the room. He was now acutely aware, and he noticed a faint but very strange aura of magic there. Rogge reached out and grabbed it, and the frozen rose was in his hand.

Floya glanced at it and said indifferently, "This is the gift that Miro gave me and asked Anne to pass it on." ”

"Well, it's beautiful. There was a sudden hint of indescribable flavor in Rogge's voice.

"Oh?" Floya raised her head, looked at Rogge with a smile, and said, "There's something wrong with your tone, aren't you jealous?"

Rogge snorted and said, "How come!" The fat man stared at the frozen rose, and the more he looked at it, the more ugly his face became.

The little goblin put down the magic book in his hand, came to Rogge's back, wrapped his hands around his neck, and whispered in his ear: "Didn't I throw it away? Why are you still not satisfied? Oh, I see, you are blaming me for not smashing it on the spot, and I'm afraid that you are still complaining that Anne handed it over to me." Dead fatty, you're so jealous!"

The fat man snorted, stared at the rose for a long time, and then said: "The guy who made this rose has very powerful magic control, Miro is biased towards warriors, no matter how he looks at it, he will not have this level of magic." In other words, there is a great magister behind this guy. ”

Floya bit Rogge's ear hard and said with a smile: "If you are jealous, you can say that you are jealous! Don't worry about it, this rose is made by a great magician, who can't see it? ”

Rogge turned around suddenly, picked up the little goblin, and said viciously: "Say!

"Of course, take it!"

The fat man was angry for a while.

"But I'll tell him what I like, well, like valuable magic materials, jewelry, high-end magic scrolls, rare magic books, etc., and I will take as much as I want. The goblin added, a pair of beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the small mouth bent into a crescent moon shape.

Rogge glared at Floya and whispered, "You dare to trick me!"

He picked up the leprechaun and strode into the room. The little goblin put his arms around his neck and said with a smile: "What if you fool you? Who is afraid of whom! By the way, didn't Miro say that he would exchange Adelene from you for me, I think you agreed to him!"

"Don't change!" The fat man yelled.

"Why not? Let Miro have that confidence, that Adriane will never be bad. You don't have to worry about me, Miro is handsome and capable. You're definitely not going to be able to beat his ...... anyway."

There was a loud bang, and the door was slammed shut by Rogge, blocking the goblin's fanning words in the bedroom.

(To be continued)