God Killer: Star Weaver

"It's that dream again..."

The sweet dream only lasted for a while, and after a moment of dizziness, Ling Chen suddenly realized that he was floating in the air, looking at the twinkling stars around him, frowning and murmuring.

He had dreamed of this scene a long time ago.

In front of him was a silent storm, in which a familiar vague figure loomed.

"who are you?"

Ling Chen squinted his eyes. This time he resisted the sadness that came over him. He looked at the figure and said slowly.

There was no sound in this dream world. Even though the storm in front of him seemed extremely violent, there was still no movement. The figure among them also seemed to have not heard Ling Chen's whisper, and remained motionless in the storm.

"not talking?"

Ling Chen frowned, calmed down, and stared at the shadow that seemed to make him extremely sad. Then he raised his palm, and an invisible force spread out.

Hoo ho ho!

Perception roared in the air. The perception in the dream was many times more powerful than reality. Under such power, even the bright stars around it became dim!

…

"Ling Chen?"

Just when Ling Chen was about to take action against the storm, a somewhat elegant female voice filled with worry sounded in his ears.

"..."

Ling Chen opened his eyes and looked at the worried Qing He in front of him. His eyes were slightly blurred for a while, then he remembered something and smiled slightly at the latter.

Seeing this, Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you had a nightmare, so I wanted to wake you up."

"Although it's not a good thing, it's not a nightmare either. By the way, the singing you mentioned was really nice. I fell asleep immediately." Ling Chen shook his head with a smile and then said.

Qinghe smiled, said nothing, and then lay down again.

"Can I ask you a question?" Ling Chen looked at the ceiling in the darkness and whispered to the girl beside him.

"Um?"

"You and your grandfather... have lived together since childhood?" Ling Chen turned his head, looked at Qing He's pointed ears looming in the dark, sighed, and asked.

Hearing the word grandpa, Qinghe's whole body trembled slightly, and a burst of sadness hit her, but she covered it up and replied:

"Yes, I have lived with my grandfather since I can remember. Until Border College forcibly separated us..."

"Oh." Although Qinghe's movement was subtle, it was still sensed by Ling Chen, and then he stopped dwelling on this topic and replied:

"Don't worry, I will try my best to help you find your grandfather."

Hearing this, Qinghe became calmer, but his voice was still full of worry:

"Thank you, but your safety must still come first. For me, there are too many unknowns here. I don't know how much risk you will face if you want to do this... So Ling Chen, I can see your Kind and righteous heart, but I hope you will keep yourself safe no matter what..."

"Do you know your race?" Ling Chen, who already had a deep understanding of the elves' temperament, interrupted her and asked suddenly.

"Race?" Qinghe was slightly startled, and then replied with some confusion: "Humans."

"really…"

Hearing this, Ling Chen's eyes flashed with solemnity. It seems that things are not as simple as he thought. From Qinghe's face, which is somewhat similar to Bailing's, and her pair of pointed ears that humans can never grow, it can be judged that the latter is an elf, but as a scholar, she always thinks that she is a human!

"What's wrong?" Seeing Ling Chen's silence, Qing He couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay." After coming back to his senses, Ling Chen quickly shook his head and turned away: "Get some rest, I have something to do tomorrow."

Seeing Ling Chen's series of strange behaviors, Qing He turned his head and glanced at his back, and then had no choice but to give up questioning.

"See you tomorrow."

…

When the morning sun shone on Ling Chen's face, the latter opened his eyes.

"I won't have that dream again..."

After standing up, Ling Chen glanced at Qing He who had disappeared beside him and muttered to himself. He knew that the latter should have gone to the "basement" while he was asleep.

After sitting in confusion for a while, Ling Chen suddenly stood up, stretched out his palm, and checked the situation inside his body.

"I have recovered a little bit of my perception. Alas... I didn't expect that the price of self-destruction would be so high!"

Feeling the still extremely weak body, Ling Chen shook his head with a wry smile, then jumped out of bed and glanced out the bright window, his expression full of worry:

"The plan should have been successful. But I don't know what happened to Bai Ling and the others. Now it seems that I have to go back to Long Pavilion and secretly ask Teacher Mu Yao how to deal with this situation..."

In the emergency situation at that time, Ling Chen's first thought was to let these elves go to his Dragon Pavilion, but now he calms down and thinks about it, this is not a good idea. The reason is that first of all, the distance is not close. I can guarantee whether I will encounter the ruling organization. The second is whether going to Dragon Pavilion will bring trouble to Dragon Pavilion. Judging from the information currently available, Border College’s attitude towards elves does not seem to be very good.

Even if they are rescued, where they will go is a big problem. The only person Ling Chen can trust in this place is his own pavilion master, Mu Yao!

"If it was a teacher, what should he do?"

Shaking his head, Ling Chen paced back and forth, carefully analyzing the current situation. At least what is certain now is that his efforts were not in vain. Bai Ling and the others were saved, and according to his plan, Pudordo's house was blown up by his sensed self-destruction, directly burying the entrance of the cave. It will attract the mysterious man in black robes, and Tuoerbo will definitely be exposed by then. In serious cases, he may even be executed by him.

But the only uncertainty is the strength of this black-robed man. Ling Chen doesn't know how strong he is, and whether he will find Bailing and the others underground. Secondly, whether the bombed Pudordo house will be rebuilt. When it is rebuilt, Will we find the hole again...

"No matter what, that place is a wolf den! Even if I dig a new basement outside, I can't let them stay there!"

The thoughts in his brain were whirling rapidly. Ling Chen thought for a while and made up his mind. After hesitating, the figure immediately straightened up again, quickly put on his clothes, picked up the spear, and walked out of the room.

No matter what the situation is, if you stay on that day, the risk will be even greater. There are too many uncertainties!

…

Ling Chen walked on the streets of the lively activity area, breathing in the air with a hint of forest smell, wandering in front of many merchants' stalls, squatting down to take a look and chatting with the merchants from time to time.

Although he seemed very leisurely, Ling Chen's eyes were always looking around nervously, as if he was looking for something.

"Can not be done."

Looking at the people coming and going, Ling Chen shook his head and looked around. Although he couldn't see the presence of the black-robed man, he could still feel some strong aura among them that made his scalp numb. It was hard to say whether it was there or not. The judge in black robes.

"We can't take risks. Based on the worst-case scenario, assuming that the entire academy is under surveillance..."

Suddenly, Ling Chen seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes instantly lit up:

"Rest in the wasteland!"