Fallen grid shop

Chapter 65 The Last Firefly

"If it all ended like that at that time, maybe there won't be anything after that."

In the lattice shop, Luoluo sat in front of Cangyue's bed and muttered, while Lulu next to her asked curiously, "What's the end?"

"It's nothing." Luoluo rubbed Lulu's head, "I'm thinking whether to bring Zhong Wuqi in."

"What?! He's been treating you like that, so why not?" Lulu complained, sitting beside her.

"Actually, you don't know, when I first met him, he wasn't like that." Luo Luo said melancholy.

In the 205th year of Sisena, Zhong Xu was already the secretary-general beside Elder Feng at that time.But Zhong Wuqi had already stopped going to class.

Three years ago, because of the fight between Yin Han and Zhong Wuqi in the Taolin, Zhong Wuqi, who seriously injured Yin Han, was forced to leave the school.

In the past 20 years, no one in that school except Luoluo dared to offend Yin Han and Xia Cheng.Although Luoluo warned them, Zhong Wuqi's life was not very easy, except for Luoluo's school days, most of the time, Zhong Wuqi was still being teased and bullied.

"Fight back, idiot. Aren't you also born with S-rank blood? We also have elves with A-rank blood here. Are you afraid of us hahaha?"

In the same peach forest, Yin Han in front of him was extremely arrogant, and his ugly face made Zhong Wuqi feel sick.But he still endured.

His father kept beating him, and his mother kept apologizing to the group of elves.They kept telling him that it was hard for him to go there to learn the best spells, not to cause trouble, only to be the best, and to be patient in everything.Patience is what Zhong Wuqi did the most during those two years.

"Fight back."

Xia Cheng poured a water polo from the top of Zhong Wuqi's head.Zhong Wuqi silently clenched his chest, where he was still wearing the flint given by Luoluo, which would melt when exposed to water.

Seeing that Zhong Wuqi was always clutching his chest tightly, Yin Han used vines to forcefully bind his hands and feet and tear them apart.He walked over and broke off Zhong Wuqi's right hand, and a flint stone lay impressively in his palm.

"You are a wind elf, why are you wearing a fire spar?" Yin Han snatched it with a sneer and threw it far away.

Just when they were about to tease Zhong Wuqi, several wind blades cut the vine to pieces.Zhong Wuqi flew in front of Yin Han like the wind, tore his neckline, and hit that face with his fist one by one.

"Zhong Wuqi, are you crazy?!"

The elves on the side were terrified, seeing Zhong Wuqi like a wild beast, they all pounced on them, trying to separate them.But no matter what, the wind shield wrapped around Zhong Wuqi's body, and they couldn't get close at all.

On that day, Zhong Wuqi punched Yin Han under him from sunset to dusk, as if he was venting all the accumulated grievances of those two years.It wasn't until the group of people had no way to call the elders there that they separated the two elves.

Since that day, Zhong Wuqi has not been to that classroom again.I have been soaking in the ancient book library for three years, and I have become sensitive and autistic.But Yin Han and Xia Cheng are still living a carefree life, as if they have not been affected in any way.

"Do you want revenge?"

The night had come, and Zhong Wuqi, who was sitting alone in the ancient books library, met an old man in a black robe whose face could not be seen clearly, and his hoarse voice revealed a strangeness.

"What hatred?"

"I know it all, so don't lie to me. In fact, you are very unfair in your heart. In the three years since you left that classroom, you have been thinking about revenge all the time, and resenting this unfair world all the time."

"So what?"

"Come with me and you'll get what you want."

Seeing the old man in front of him walking towards the depths of the ancient books library, Zhong Wuqi couldn't help being curious, and followed the old man inside.

In the three years in this ancient book library, Zhong Wuqi never knew that there was actually a dark room in this ancient book library.The spells inside were mysterious and powerful, which he had never seen before.

"Choose whatever you want, practice if you choose well. If you hate, then go for revenge. If you like it, then take possession. No one can control you."

The old elf disappeared after saying this, and half a year later, Zhong Wuqi walked out of the ancient books library with a cold face.His body is no longer the aura of wind magic, replaced by a dark aura, which is different from any elf.

In just a few days, with the movement of his fingers, he was able to use transparent silk threads and spells to ruthlessly ravage the elf who had played with him in the palm of his hand.That peach forest also became the beginning of his place of revenge.

He sat under the tree and propped his chin, watching the elves pleading in front of him not far away, suddenly felt bored.But he still didn't want to let them go, those elves who trampled his dignity and life under his feet.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Those sharp laughter still echoed in his ears.He looked at the elf in front of him who was out of his control and turned into a puppet, and there seemed to be a voice screaming in his heart: "Not enough, not enough."

is not enough.

His cowardly mother, indifferent father, and that idiot younger brother, and the elder elf who sheltered these evil spirits were all the source of his tragedy.He wants to use his own power to gradually remove his lost dignity and the elves that hinder him from standing on the top, one by one.

In just one week, Zhong Wuqi got rid of his mother, and got rid of the small group of Yin Han and Xia Cheng.He thought everything was going smoothly as he expected, but Luoluo and the First Elder appeared in that peach forest.

In the dark night, the fire was shining brightly, and behind Zhong Wuqi, the corpse made into a puppet was dancing a strange dance, shouting "the supreme elf has boundless magic power" in his mouth.Luoluo and the elders stood opposite him, looking at him and the scene in surprise.

"Zhong Wuqi, are you convicted?"

He sneered, and the thin threads in his sleeve flew out, towards the elder tree who questioned him.

"I'm guilty? Shouldn't it be you old guys who are guilty? The ones who are guilty are these elves who I made puppets. Anyone who stands in my way will die."

The transparent thread was ignited by the great elder, Luoluo asked him indifferently: "Zhong Wuqi, why did you become like this?"

"Luoluo, come to me, I won't hurt you."

Zhong Wuqi didn't wait until Luoluo walked towards him, but waited until Luoluo said heart-wrenching words to him: "You let me down like this, and make me sick even more."

nausea?She actually said disgusting?
Zhong Wuqi laughed like crazy.He used to think that at least Luoluo was on his side in this world.She would never look down on her humble status, never laugh at her down and out look, she would protect herself, and show him a sweet smile, but now, she said she was disgusting.

"Disgusting? Disgusting? Disgusting!?"

Zhong Wuqi flew up to hug Luoluo, but was pushed away fiercely.When he rushed over again, only the Great Elder's staff knocked him away from the sky.He didn't know why he was laughing that day, but shed tears.

The last firefly has been extinguished, and after all, the last elf standing by his side in this world has also left him.

(End of this chapter)