Elven History Song

The man opened his mouth and spit out cyan mist. Everything in the place where the mist spread was frozen and shattered. Before Diemeng Yalian could react, Ling Aohan had already dodged the mist coming towards him. The leather sofa where he originally sat had been instantly frozen and turned into a pile of ice slag scattered on the ground. Natasha protected Ling Aohan and transformed into an old man wearing a black robe. The shadow dagger in her hand was ready to cut at any time. Take that man's head off.

"stop!"

Before things got worse, Diemeng Yalian immediately stopped the man. The man glanced at Diemeng Yalian, still looked at Ling Aohan with hostility, and retreated behind her reluctantly. Diemeng Yalian bowed to Ling Aohan and Natasha with an apologetic expression.

"I'm extremely sorry. My servant did such a thing. I'm sorry."

Ling Aohan waved his hand, Diemeng Yalian looked at the servant beside him with an angry expression.

"Why do you do this to my guest, Lucen?!"

Lu Sen immediately lowered his head and apologized to Diemeng Yalian.

"I'm extremely sorry, Master, but the aura on his body really can't make me stop doing that."

"If Ao Han wants to hurt us, do you think you can stop him? Why do you, who are always known for your calmness, make such an irrational judgment when facing Ao Han?!"

Lu Sen had nothing to say for a moment, so he had to lower his head deeply and let Diemeng Yalian scold him. Ling Aohan waved his hand to let Diemeng Yalian calm down.

"Don't get excited, I'm fine. But I'd like to hear what dangerous aura you sensed in me that made you have to take action against me?"

Diemeng Yalian looked at Lu Sen angrily, she also had to know the reason why he attacked Ling Aohan. Lu Sen raised his lowered head and said slowly

"I feel the strong smell of death on your body. Although you are deliberately hiding it, I can still detect it."

Ling Aohan was not surprised by this reason. After all, Ling Aohan himself deliberately released some death aura as a warning, but he didn't expect to be attacked because of this. Ling Aohan showed a helpless smile, completely restrained the death aura he deliberately released, and turned to Lu Sen.

"That should be enough. If you attack me just because of this breath of death, I have to wonder what kind of education your master has given you. Can you give me a more reasonable reason to convince me? ?”

"The only person who has the aura of death is the Necromancer. The Necromancer is the enemy of all magicians. They will definitely fight to the death when they meet."

"Then your view should change today. I am not a necromancer, but I also have the aura of death, and you should know that the aura of death is only the most basic. The real power related to death is the will of death."

"Knowing this, do you still say that you are not a necromancer?"

"Do you think I have something negative like the Ghost King?"

When Lu Sen mentioned this, he remembered that the body of a necromancer would slowly transform into an undead when he practiced necromancy. However, no matter how you look at Ling Aohan's body, it is no different from a normal human being. It is not like the ghost king who has completely transformed into an undead creature. Undead.

"Don't always judge the world based on your knowledge. For this world, your knowledge is just a speck of dust in the ocean. The remaining vast and boundless ocean is the true face of the world."

After hearing Ling Aohan's words, Lu Sen suddenly realized that the person in front of him was by no means as simple as he imagined. Whether it was his conversation, temperament, or even his overwhelming strength, it showed that this person was perfect and impeccable. Lu Sen couldn't help but start to doubt. Is this side Ling Aohan's disguise or his true face?

Although Ling Aohan said not to care, Diemeng Yalian was still very angry about Lu Sen's unauthorized attack on Ling Aohan. After all, they were neighbors, but they ended up causing such a thing during their first visit. Regardless of the face, It will be a complete loss to the relationship between the two families in the future.

Ling Aohan was naturally aware of Diemeng Yalian's thoughts, and he smiled at Diemeng Yalian.

"Don't worry, if my family beat you up for the same reason, I think you wouldn't be angry if you put yourself in his shoes. After all, his intentions are good, but the methods he adopts are somewhat inappropriate. But This is just for precaution, I won’t take it to heart, and you don’t have to be angry with him anymore.”

Diemeng Yalian breathed a long sigh of relief and said to Ling Aohan with a smile.

"Sure enough, big people have unique considerations, and thank you for your magnanimity. Since you said so, I will no longer be angry with Lu Sen. To express my apology, please stay here for lunch today, although my craftsmanship is not as good as Those chefs, but I’ll do my best to satisfy your taste.”

Ling Aohan smiled and nodded.

"Since you are the one who cooks in person, I will be more respectful than obey. There is no need to use that awkward-sounding honorific in the future. After all, we are neighbors and will be friends in the future. It is very important to address each other as equals. From now on, you can just address me directly." I'm Aohan, let me think about what I should call you."

Ling Aohan thought carefully for a while and then said

"Yes, let's call you Yalian."

Ya Lian nodded.

"Yalian? I quite like this abbreviation. Hello, Aohan."

"Hello, Yalian."

Yalian raised her head and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already eleven o'clock. She turned to Ling Aohan and said

"Aohan, I'm going to prepare lunch first, wait a moment. Lu Sen, make tea for Aohan again."

Lu Sen responded and immediately went to make tea again. Ling Aohan smiled and said

"I've been waiting for this lunch with great anticipation."

“Are there any foods you like and dislike?”

Ling Aohan thought for a while and said to Yalian

"I don't like green peppers, but vegetable peppers are fine."

"Okay, I've written it down. Don't you have anything you like to eat?"

"Except for the ones I don't like, I like everything else."

Ya Lian covered her mouth and smiled softly, with a slight blush on her face.

"Aohan, you are really a special person."

After saying that, Yalian walked into the kitchen to prepare lunch. Lu Sen made tea and put it on the table for Ling Aohan. He went to the kitchen to see if there was anything he could do to help Yalian.

Not long after, Lu Sen came out and bowed to Ling Aohan.

"Lord Aohan, Miss Natasha, please come to the restaurant for dinner. Lunch is already prepared."

"Thank you for your hard work. Please lead the way."

"this way please."

Lu Sen took Ling Aohan and Natasha to the restaurant. Yalian had just put the dishes on the table and smiled when she saw Ling Aohan and the others came.

"Aohan, please sit down quickly. I often ask whether the dishes I cook are to your taste."

Ya Lian cooks Chinese food, and although her cooking looks pretty good, it's still a little inferior to Natasha's. Six dishes and one soup, stewed chicken, meatballs, tomatoes and eggs, hot and sour shredded potatoes, stir-fried pork with cabbage, stir-fried minced meat with vermicelli, and a big bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup.

"Aohan, try to see if it suits your taste."