[Please give me back my life!] 】

I don't think I'm so sad right now......

There is no truth in this world, only the entanglement of cause and effect.

Cause and effect are as natural as human beings need to eat food to live, and no one will say that they have been living without food and living freely.

It's just that cause and effect is not the kind of thing that can be seen and touched like food, it is too good at hiding, and even makes people ignore its existence intentionally or unintentionally.

And human beings use their own wisdom to exhaust cause and effect and spy on the "Tao" of the world.

From astronomy and geography, to literature and philosophy, to equipment and divine machines, human beings explain the way of the world with invisible "self theory" and create magnificent miracles of civilization.

The immortal path of the empire, the magic of the principality, the soul of the beasts, the wonder of the elves, and the reproduction of other small races have all "invented" and "created" their own unique civilizations, leaving valuable wealth in the long river of history.

And the world of the spiritual world, tracing back to the roots, does not care about the exhaustive study of the "Tao".

"Of the twelve ancient kingdoms, there are only four ...... left" An elder of a troll watched Chang Yufeng listen tirelessly, and was very pleased in his heart: "And our ancestors did not establish a kingdom, our ancestors carved everything three thousand years ago into this icy and snowy rock, the ancient words have long been lost, even I, only recognize a few words......"

Chang Yu Feng sat cross-legged by the campfire, he didn't have the blue skin of a troll, he couldn't resist the cold of the polar region, his body was covered with the fur that the trolls hunted, it was quite warm, and the flames in his eyes burned with the bonfire, blazing.

"However, the ancestors of trolls were not trolls in the first place......"

The Troll Elder rejoiced with childish joy and passed on his unique "secrets" to the traveler......

"Look at ......"

As he spoke, he waved his wand in his hand, and the golden flash turned into a butterfly that flew over the walls of the cave in an instant, and suddenly, the murals in the cave appeared, outlining a different kind of life......

The people on the mural are only in the shape of bamboo strips, women with long hair, men with short hair, cultivators, singers and dancers, hunters with longbows, and swords to lead the heavens.

It's just too plain, and the years have stripped them of their color and delicacy, and only a few incomplete faults remain.

And the words on it are unrecognizable, and no one can repair them, so they can no longer be repaired if they are left to wither.

Chang Yufeng blinked abruptly and opened his eyes, unrecognizable, incomplete, illegible, only felt that those paintings and words were strange, strange and varied, absolutely the same, and he couldn't continue to look at it now......

After all, he didn't recognize it.

These, those, are quite thick, but they are so strange to him.

"That's it!" The troll elder's gaze was misty, glowing with a light that Chang Yu Feng couldn't understand, and the flickering bonfire seemed to be shining in his eyes, shining brightly, and taking the stars into his eyes: "Our ancestors...... Life...... In such a field of abundance and beauty...... There are also horses and young grass...... There are birds, there are beasts, there are beautiful ...... Bright ...... Warm ......"

In the eyes of the troll elders, the special words resemble floating elves, dancing around the stone walls, swaying and swaying.

"Elder...... What are you talking to this gentleman for...... You just need to teach him some common sense of life......" Isal held some objects on her arm, jumped in from outside the cave where the wind and snow were whistling, and immediately closed the door with her backhand, and the wind and snow fell on her white hair, and she gently slipped before it was wet.

"He is a human born in Talon...... Now Talon is gone...... Isn't that going to be here for the rest of your life? ”

The troll elder smiled slightly, looked at Ishar and then looked at Chang Yufeng: "He's a person with light in his eyes, just like you~"

After speaking, he looked at Ishar who came over with a smile, and his doting feelings were overflowing: "You also knitted a dress for him~ It's really ingenious, gentle and considerate, and understanding, whoever marries is a blessing for whom~"

"Elder, you're talking nonsense."

Ishal had a fluffy robe hanging from her hand, and Ishal followed her mother, more like a human, with no blue skin, no huge teeth, and just as beautiful as her mother.

She squatted down with the clothes and gently handed it to Chang Yu Feng, but Chang Yu Feng didn't respond to him, he didn't seem to understand what this meant, and Isal pulled away the fur on Chang Yu Feng one by one, Chang Yu Feng was quite cold, and she stopped her hand when she was shivering by the cold wind blowing in.

Her silver white hair dangled in front of Chang Yu Feng's eyes, and for a moment he felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he forgot it, and he couldn't remember it.

Ishal calmly placed the garment on his hands, pressed her hands together, and looked at him with a soft gaze.

"Poor human ~ I guess my brain froze in Talon ......"

She took pity on Chang Yu Feng, who looked at Chang Yu Feng with a dim expression, and approached him, wanting to use her forehead to put her forehead on Chang Yu Feng's forehead to see if his body temperature was abnormal.

Haruka thought that this was the first time she had helped someone take their temperature, because no matter what time she was, she was sick, and her father put his forehead on her forehead to keep her out of the cold.

More often than not, everything she did was under the guidance of her father, and she drew a gourd in the same way, leaning her forehead close to her, and chanting the words: "When I found him from Talon, the whole of Talon was destroyed by the battle...... He was in a basement-like place...... Chained...... Like a ...... Forehead...... A lamb to the slaughter? ”

As soon as the troll elder heard Ishaar's words, his brows furrowed, and he immediately jumped down from the high platform of the mural and came to Ishaar's side, but Ishaar's forehead was hit by Chang Yu Feng, or Chang Yu Feng was too scared and pushed his hand towards Ishar, hit his head on Isha's forehead, and curled up in a panic.

When the troll elder jumped down, Isal was covering her forehead, pursing her rosy lips and trying to use her hand to comfort Chang Yu Feng, but she was shocked by Chang Yu Feng's pitiful appearance and couldn't reach out anymore.

"You never told me...... He...... Tied up like a prisoner by others......"

The troll elder pointed the scepter at Chang Yu Feng, and Chang Yu Feng's frightened eyes widened incomparably, staring directly at the head of the scepter, trembling with fear.

It was like a long sword of gray wood piercing straight into Chang Yu Feng's head, and he had to tremble and make his teeth crack.

"Elder!" Ishar hurriedly pushed the elder's scepter away, looked at the elder with some surprise, and became angry: "He can't bear this!" He had just come out of the shadows of terror...... We need to help him ......."

Ishal looked at Changyu Feng pitifully.

It's like looking at a lamb surrounded by a hunting squad.

The lamb could only tremble in the face of the hunting roundup, the leg of the lamb bent under the sharp blade, and could only barely let it kneel, but it finally gave in, and could only shake the sheep's head frantically, waiting for the blade of death to penetrate its head.