I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

Chapter 200

Fulilian and Xin Meier sat on the grass by the river.

Sitting facing the river.

After hearing this question.

Xin Meier said gently: "Because I was looking for a powerful magician at that time."

Fulilian said, "There are many powerful magicians in the capital."

"It doesn't matter if it's not me."

Xin Meier closed his eyes and said in a gentle voice with determination: "I want you."

["I want you."]

[You are irreplaceable. ]

[No one else can do it, it's you, Fulilian. ]

[Being firmly chosen. ]

Fulilian looked over and asked, "Why?"

The camera switched.

Only the backs of Xin Meier and Fulilian were on the screen.

At night, the moonlight sprinkled on the gurgling water.

It seemed particularly quiet.

They sat side by side on the shore and looked at the river together.

"Flilian, you may not remember it."

Xin Meier paused as he looked into the distance.

"Actually, I've seen you once before." He tilted his head to glance at Fulilian.

"Well, I don't remember it at all."

Xin Meier smiled, "I think so too."

Xin Meier looked into the distance with his eyes downcast, his blue eyes full of tenderness, and recalled:

"When I was a child, I got lost when I went into the forest to pick herbs."

It was a dark night, the forest and the sky were all dark.

"I wandered in the forest at night for a long time."

"That was the first time I felt lonely in my life."

At that time, Xin Meier, who was still a child, hugged his knees and lowered his head, squatting at the foot of a big tree, with a basket of herbs placed aside.

Except for the place where the young Xin Meier was, the rest of the forest was pitch black.

"At that time, I thought I would never be able to return to the village again."

Just when the young Xin Meier was hugging his knees and looking helpless.

At this time.

A figure appeared in the forest.

"Just then, an elf pointed me in the direction of the village."

Young Xin Meier suddenly noticed someone in the forest. He looked up and saw a figure with elf ears.

Fulilian happened to pass by here.

She was wearing a cotton and linen cloak, a white dress inside, and a basket of herbs in her hand.

Seeing a young and helpless blue-haired boy sitting under a big tree in the forest, she pointed forward.

"She really just pointed in the direction, without even a word of encouragement."

Young Xin Meier's eyes were full of helplessness and confusion. He looked up at the elf in front of him who showed him the way.

Xin Meier looked at her finger and then looked at Fulilian again.

"Young Xin Meier thought this was too cold."

At that time, the fear and helplessness of wandering in the forest still lingered in the heart of young Xin Meier.

Fulilian took a look and took in the expression on the face of the blue-haired boy.

"Maybe he sensed my uneasiness."

"Maybe it was just a whim."

Flillian blinked and retracted her hand.

In the forest.

'Swish! '

Instantly, a magical light illuminated the forest.

Countless petals of various colors floated in the air.

"You showed me the magic that gave birth to a flower field." Xin Meier's tone was extremely gentle.

Flillian, wearing a white dress and a white cotton and linen cloak, held her half-moon staff in her hand, and there were countless flowers under her feet.

Young Xin Meier stared at the scene in front of him in a daze.

Beautiful flower fields, various petals floating in the air, and the elf magician with white hair and twin ponytails.

Young Xin Meier opened his eyes wide and stared at everything in front of him in a daze.

"I think it's beautiful."

This scene.

Left a deep impression in Xin Meier's mind that he will never forget in his life.

[It's so beautiful... No matter who it is, it can't be forgotten. 】

【From then on, the hero Xin Meier's favorite thing was the magic of the flower field. 】

【Is that why he knows the language of flowers so well? 】

【Each other's white moonlight, so good. 】

【So there will always be someone who puts a wreath on the hero's sculpture. 】

When Xin Meier thought of this scene, his tone was extremely gentle, and his eyes were full of light.

"That was the first time in my life that I felt that magic was so beautiful."

This moment was full of beauty and tranquility.

Fulilian listened to Xin Meier's words quietly.

【Fortunately, I met you under the flowers, and from then on, there will be spring on the road. 】

【It's so gentle, I really cried. 】

【Mutual redemption, each other is a pair of white moonlights that are hard to let go. 】

"This must be just a simple coincidence."

Flilian stood where she was, turned her head and said to Celia behind her.

"But what made Xin Meier and the others meet,It's just the boring magic that my teacher taught me. "

Flillian's eyes were full of smiles, and she didn't care whether the magic was boring or not.

Seria looked at the flowers beside her expressionlessly.

[Master: Oh, so what? What happened?]

[Master: You're showing off this broken magic to me.]

[Because of an extremely boring magic, I met the brave Xinmeier and defeated the demon king. Why are you telling me about this?]

[To a certain extent, the original cause of the demon king's defeat was the flower field magic.]

["There is no accident in the world, there is only inevitability."]

Flillian seemed to have thought of something and continued: "And, Celia."

"I guess you don't intend to let Philen pass."

"But you shouldn't be able to do it."

After hearing this, Celia looked at Flillian again.

Fulilian's eyes were full of smiles, and she turned around proudly:

"She will exceed your imagination."

"The era of mankind has arrived."

Following Fulilian's words.

Wearing a black cloak, purple hair and purple pupils, Philen stood here.

Philen's eyes looked straight ahead.

"What do you mean beyond imagination?" Celia saw the expression on Philen's face and curled her lips slightly, "She was stunned when she saw my magic power."

In the camera.

Philen stood there blankly.

The entire garden hall was full of abundant and powerful magic fluctuations.

Celia turned her head and glanced at the purple-haired magician.

"It's exactly the same as the other candidates."

Celia just glanced at Philen, and the magician named Philen had a similar expression after seeing her magic fluctuations.

At this time.

Celia opened her eyes.

Philen felt the scene in front of him and couldn't help but breathe in surprise.

"Wait."

Celia turned around and asked Philen: "What did you see?"

Philen's eyes were fixed on the huge magic power from Celia in front of him.