Cultivation of the Elf Continent

Halson returned to his private room. The space in the private room was not too big, but it was decorated very delicately. There were comfortable slippers at the door of the private room. The inside of the private room was covered with thick and exquisite blankets. He pushed open the The sliding door shows the soft and neat bed, the small and light mahogany table and chairs, and a simple bookshelf with some popular novels and books on it. The bright magic lamp illuminates the entire private room. Of course, Passengers can also adjust the brightness of the magic lantern by themselves and choose the brightness they like. Bright brightness is suitable for reading the following books. Dim brightness is suitable for thinking about something. Halson adjusted the brightness of the magic lantern to dim and orange. Soft light shrouded the private room, and she was really thinking about life, "Well, Mrs. Mary, beautiful and mature, ice-snow smart, the goddess in the hearts of people in the two cities, such a mature lady, I wonder if that man doesn't love me, of course, Harson The feelings for Sister Mary also evolved from the initial attraction to the gradual familiarity, helping each other, and going through many difficulties together. In the end, Mrs. Mary gave up everything in the border town without hesitation and stood with Halson. "Go on, maybe, I should take the initiative to break away from this taboo relationship and be reborn in another world. I want to be a fallen nobleman and be loyal to my nature." Haelson thought for a while and made a decision. To be honest , Halson was once an orphan. His childhood experience turned Halson into a cold character. This is a lack, a kind of self-protection, and a layer of shackles. Halson in his previous life was A lonely and uninhibited wild wolf. Although there are many beautiful women, no one can come close to Halson's heart. After rebirth, although Halson is still cold and cold, there are many people who slowly melt away this thick layer. The thick shackles slowly changed Halson. "Perhaps, we can try to accept someone." Halson thought, and at this time, Mrs. Mary on the opposite side of the private room also used soft orange light, leaning against the Sitting on the mahogany armchair, she was obviously thinking about something, "What should I do? What if that kid Harson comes over later? Mary, Mary, you are so smart, why are you like this now?" Mrs. Mary rolled herself up in worry. The three thousand green hairs, but found that the mind is like the weeds in the wilderness, growing wantonly, making Mrs. Mary blush and heartbeat for a while, and look sad for a while, "Halson, you are my enemy, you are really destined to be mine." "Jie" The more Mrs. Mary thought about it, the more panicked she became, because Mary felt that she had fallen into a quagmire. Just when Mrs. Mary's thoughts were flying, there was a knock on the door, "Sister Mary, I have something to tell you," Halson's voice sounded outside, "Uh," Mrs. Mary suddenly panicked, thinking in her mind, "What should I do, what should I do, what should I do?" "Sister Mary, are you okay?" Halson couldn't help but ask, She was about to push the door open and said, "Uh, come in." Mrs. Mary hurriedly pulled out a book from the bookshelf, put it on the desk and pretended to be reading. At the same time, she encouraged herself that blindly avoiding it would not solve the problem. Asked, Halson pushed the door into the private room and looked around the layout. Just like his own private room, Mrs. Mary was sitting on a mahogany armchair. On the desk was a recently popular knight novel titled Young Soldier, this knight novel, Halson has read, tells the story of a young boy who, after passing many challenges, eventually becomes a powerful knight. It is very inspiring. Looking at the doubtful Halson, Mrs. Mary used He smoothed the hair on both sides of his face with his hands and said slightly panicked, "I'm reading a novel, and I'm a little fascinated." But Halson still stared at Mrs. Mary, which made Mrs. Mary feel a little flustered, "You Don't you have something to say?" Mrs. Mary couldn't stand the look in Halson's eyes and hurriedly changed the topic, "Um," I was originally going to talk about serious things, but Halson didn't know which nerve was wrong, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Starting, she said, "Sister Mary, I want to hear you tell me what this book is about. I like listening to stories the most." "Uh, ah." Mrs. Mary also looked stunned. What was said in the book, she had never heard of it before. If you don’t read novels, how will you know what is being said? But I just said that I was addicted to reading novels, and the lie I told must be corrected. “Well, I’ll tell you,” Mrs. Mary opened the novel as she spoke. , ready to read and edit now. After all, I have to complete my plot even if I kneel down. I casually mentioned the beginning and said that I had just started watching it. Mrs. Mary praised her ice and snow cleverness, "Well, young man Soldier," Mrs. Mary prepared to tell Halson seriously, but after glancing at the content at the back, she immediately threw the book on the desk with a red face. At this time, Halson covered his head. She laughed wildly, "Hahahahahaha." At this time, Mrs. Mary looked like a 30-year-old mature young woman, but more like a young girl in love, shy and at a loss, looking at Halson's wanton look. Smiling, Mrs. Mary's face was bright red, like a ripe water-tight peach. She wanted to find a crack in the ground to burrow into. At this time, Halson was laughing even harder. He couldn't sit still and held his stomach. , lying on the carpet, Mrs. Mary knew that this kid Halson did it on purpose. He must have read this knight novel. Mrs. Mary became so angry that she just took the book and smashed it over. Then she stepped over the desk and stretched out the His white palms were clenched into fists, and he hit Harsen's thick chest. While beating him, he cursed, "You little rascal, at such a young age, if you don't learn well, you know how to bully me. You know it, but you still want me to do it." "Tell me," the more Mrs. Mary said, the more her emotions fluctuated. Tears could not help but flow out of her beautiful eyes. Now they really turned into autumn eyes. "I, Mary, owe you and my son, my husband follows you." Your father died in a battle in a foreign country without even a body. My son helped you manage the border town. Now, you still want to bully me, a widow, you little conscienceless villain." Maybe it evoked Lady Mary's dusty memory, Mrs. Mary seemed to be even more sad, and even her fists had no strength. Looking at Mrs. Mary with pear blossoms and rain, Halson hugged Mrs. Mary, and Mrs. Mary only struggled symbolically, and then fell down. On Halson's chest, Halson was sobbing softly, just sitting on the blanket, hugging Mrs. Mary, and sitting quietly,