Elven History Song

"Yalian, do you know the girl just now?"

Ling Aohan saw the puzzled expression on Ya Lian's face and asked, Ya Lian shook her head and said

"No, I've never seen this face before."

Yalian handed the sandwich she had made to the two brothers. Ling Aoyan took it and said thank you casually and started eating without caring about the image. Ling Aohan thanked her and took the food from Yalian with both hands and tasted it in small bites. , no matter who looks at it, the completely opposite eating styles of these two brothers look very interesting when compared together. I don’t know what is so interesting, but I can’t help but laugh.

Ya Lian covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing when she saw this scene. Ling Aoyan looked at Ya Lian in confusion, as if he didn't realize that there was a small piece of cheese stuck to the corner of his mouth.

"Wipe the corners of your mouth."

Ling Aohan swallowed the food in his mouth and said this to Ling Aoyan helplessly. Ling Aoyan took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, wiped off the piece of cheese, and then ate the sandwich. Yalian also made some soups and stews, and the three of them ate more during the picnic than at the restaurant.

"Sure enough, picnics always make people feel good, and even their appetite is much better."

Ya Lian took out her purple handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth with a smile on her face. Ling Aoyan lay down on his back on the picnic cloth, forming a big character, stretched out and let out a long breath.

"I haven't had a picnic in a long time. Oh, wait, this seems to be my first picnic!"

Ling Aoyan was shocked when he came to a conclusion that seemed to be of no use. Ling Aohan sighed, patted him and asked him to sit up, and helped Ya Lian pack away the remaining ingredients and used tools from the picnic.

After cleaning up, the group was not in a hurry to leave. After all, there was nothing wrong with going there. It was better to stay here for a while. The scenery here was very good, and for some reason it gave people a very warm feeling.

"After you rest for a while, let my brother teach you how to use the sword. How about it, Yalian?"

"Okay, I really want to know how strong your brother's sword skills are."

Just as Ling Aoyan was about to say something, Ling Aohan glanced at him, and he managed to swallow the words that came to his lips. Ling Aohan knew what Ling Aoyan wanted to say. He probably wanted to say how strong his sword skills were, but Ling Aohan didn't intend to let him tell the truth. After all, the real strength should be reserved for when it is most necessary. It was revealed, but Ling Aoyan never knew this truth. He could never hide secrets. Only by Ling Aohan forcing him to shut up could he keep some things secret.

The three of them sat and two of them were lying down, chatting about some irrelevant things. During this time, time passed by unconsciously. Seeing that it was almost done, Ya Lian stood up and said

"Is it okay?"

Ling Aoyan stood up from the ground and nodded.

"Okay, first use all your strength to simulate actual combat with me. There is no need to be merciful. I have heard a lot about your situation from my brother."

Ya Lian nodded and used ice to condense a sword again. Ling Aoyan glanced at Yalian's weapon and had a subtle expression on his face. Yalian saw the expression on Ling Aoyan's face and asked timidly.

"What's wrong?"

Ling Aoyan shook his head

"If this is your weapon, I'm afraid it may not be able to withstand my blow."

Ling Aohan on the side nodded and said

"I forgot to tell you this beforehand. My brother is very strong. Ordinary weapons may not be able to fully receive his attack."

Yalian looked at Ling Aoyan with some surprise. The latter did not look like a very powerful person, and he had no obvious muscles on his body. He even looked thinner than boys of the same height, but Ling Aohan Ling Aoyan's tone didn't sound like he was joking. Ya Lian said

"Then I'll strengthen my sword and see if I can take it."

After saying that, the sword in Yalian's hand glowed with blue light, and the light dissipated. The sword in Yalian's hand was closer to a real sword than before, as clear as if made of ice and as hard as an ordinary knife.

"Then I'll try with less effort."

After saying that, Ling Aoyan took out his two-meter-long knife. Seeing Ling Aoyan's knife, Yalian froze on the spot. Whether it was the size of the knife or the height of the knife, it gave Yalian an extremely uncoordinated feeling. This feeling is right, after all, anyone It is impossible for a person of similar height to Ling Aoyan to use a knife that is fifteen centimeters taller than his own height, and logically speaking, such a long knife should not be made, because almost no one except giants can wield it.

The weight of Ling Aoyan's sword is indeed an unacceptable figure, but it doesn't matter to Ling Aoyan himself. After all, he is the successor of Hercules, the God of Hercules. The weight can be wielded easily and Nothing at all.

"Ao...Aoyan, is this your weapon?"

Ling Aoyan nodded. He didn't understand why Yalian showed such a subtle expression. Ya Lian put away the rude expression on her face and put on a serious expression, assuming a challenge posture.

"Come on, I'll take your blow."

"hope so."

Ling Aoyan tried the knife in his hand with some helplessness, then he made a mental effort to find the appropriate strength and then slashed at the knife in Ya Lian's hand.

Although she was mentally prepared, when Ling Aoyan's sword actually landed on hers, Yalian was still overwhelmed by the overwhelming force. The sword in her hand instantly shattered and collapsed under Ling Aoyan's unreasonable power. The power was transmitted to Yalian through the broken knife. For a moment, Yalian fell to the ground because of this power. For a while, her legs were numb and she was unable to fight.

The fire of life ignited and healed Yalian's legs. Ling Aohan stepped forward to help Yalian and patted the dust off her body.

"Are you okay?"

Ya Lian smiled slightly awkwardly and said

"It's okay, thank you Aohan. I didn't expect Aoyan to be so strong."

Ling Aohan glanced at Ling Aoyan, and Ling Aoyan came up with understanding and apologized and promised to use his power even less than now. Yalian didn't mind. When it came to learning swordsmanship, Yalian was extremely serious, which really impressed Ling Aohan. After all, it was very rare for a girl like her to persist in learning swordsmanship.

"Let's try it again. This time I will lower my strength to the lowest level to cooperate with you, and you can just attack with all your strength."

Yalian nodded and once again gathered a sword and charged towards Ling Aoyan. Seeing Ya Lian's movement, Ling Aoyan looked to Ling Aohan aside, the expression on his face seemed to say, "Are you kidding me?"

Ling Aoyan looked at Yalian who was rushing towards him without any intention of evading him. When Yalian's knife was already slashing towards him, Ling Aoyan finally made a move. The knife in his hand flickered and he raised his hand to slash towards Yalian. The knife greets him.

This time he kept his promise and barely exerted much force, but even with all her strength, Yalian couldn't shake the knife held by Ling Aoyan in one hand, so she had no choice but to retreat and look for another chance. However, in Ling Aoyan's view, Yalian was almost full of flaws. Even Ling Aohan, who was standing by, didn't know why Yalian was so nervous today. She was completely different from yesterday.

There was a shattering sound, Ling Aoyan raised his hand and cut off the knife in Ya Lian's hand

"If you only have this level, I advise you to give up."