Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Shaking the robe, glass shards fell on the ground.

Lin Xun could feel the biting cold spreading from the soles of his feet, he drew a circle, and the frost formed on his legs faded away.

Therefore, Luo Jia standing below and the two bats flying in mid-air watched Lin Xun's calf melt quickly as soon as the frost formed. After going back and forth three or four times, the vicious circle stopped.

The trousers became wrinkled due to the thawing of the ice back and forth, but he still looked at the Elf King with bright eyes, and said empathetically, "I forgive you."

The temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees.

"Don't frown, seeing you frown, I will hate my existence."

After speaking, the hair was frozen.Lin Xun was no longer poor with him, and whispered in the Elf King's ear: "Your palace has no human taste at all, and I can liven it up by living here."

The Elf King only glanced at it, and said, "You are not human."

Why are the dwarves not human anymore?No matter how bad it is, it can be regarded as a branch of human beings.

"Killing me is definitely not worthwhile."

The Elf King didn't speak, as if giving him a chance to explain.

Lin Xun coughed, "I'm afraid you won't meet someone as interesting as me in a few centuries, and even if you do, you won't be able to get close to you like me."

The existence of the Elf King who emits cold air at any time is believed to be unlucky for most races.

When he said the first half of the sentence, the Elf King was still unmoved, but when Lin Xun mentioned the last point, his eyes finally had some waves.

The Elf King is still thinking about it, but Lin Xun can predict the result in advance. Even if he is a heinous person, he sometimes takes care of his family, but the Elf King was born from the sacred tree. He has no parents and few friends.Lin Xun has seen countless strong people, and the stronger they are, the more envious they are of the peace and joy in the world.

"You can stay here for now."

Lin Xun was not surprised at all, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile: "In the days to come, please take care of me."

In fact, he only guessed part of the reason correctly. The real reason why the Elf King kept Lin Xun was more because of the two bats in the air. To be precise, it was because of his old classmates.

Dan nodded slightly at the Elf King.

Lin Xun got his wish, and when he let go of the claws holding the Elven King's waist and walked down the stairs, it flew back to his pocket, got into it not long after, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Lin Xun stared at a bat that had fallen asleep before its wings could be retracted, and felt that its recent sleep time was a bit too long, but he didn't know much about the living habits of bats, so he just helped it stretch its wings. Put it in little by little.

The ignorant are fearless, so Lin Xun didn't know that when he was doing this action, the air on the field seemed to be stagnant for a second. After making sure that Dan had not been woken up, the other three present were relieved.

"Come in."

Just when Lin Xun was thinking about how many quilts he should cover tonight, the voice of the Elf King suddenly sounded. He raised his head, but he didn't see anyone. After waiting patiently for a while, he heard footsteps.It was Mrs. Miao who came in. She saluted the Elf King first, and then said, "The funeral ceremony is about to begin."

The Elf King nodded, motioning for her to leave first.

Lin Xun could not die from the cold, but it wasn’t that he was not afraid of the cold. After the goal was achieved, he retreated to Luo Jia’s side during the short conversation between the Elf King and his subordinates. I wondered if it was too cold around the Elf King, since he was still in the snow-covered palace , but felt a trace of warmth for a long time.Soon, he discovered that this was no coincidence. The temperature around Luojia was indeed much higher than other places. Looking carefully, he could actually catch a thin layer of golden light surrounding him, as if it could resist the cold air.

Guessing whether this layer of golden light might be dragon aura, he stood close to it. He heard that dragon aura can relieve bad luck, rubbing it might help transfer luck.

……

The corpses of the two female elves were brought back together, and they were placed in transparent crystal coffins. All the elves spoke strange languages ​​and prayed for them.

Lin Xun didn't know what everyone was reading, but his lips moved, but no sound came out.

The corpses of the elves must be cremated. Such a noble and beautiful race cannot bear the gradual decay of their bodies in the ground. More importantly, they think that burying the corpses in the soil will arouse the anger of the tree spirits.

Usually, the Elf King personally lit the torch at the funeral, but this time he winked at Lin Xun.

Lin Xun raised his eyebrows. The Elf King Ruyi had a good plan. After thinking about it, he still stepped forward. With the movement of his fingers, the entire crystal coffin burned.

"The power of the curse!" An elf exclaimed in disbelief.

Those who knew Eugene knew that he was an out-and-out good-for-nothing. Seeing him use the power of the curse, all the elves were stunned.

"It's my lost child."

The Elf King's next words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Unexpectedly, he would announce his identity in front of the public. Lin Xun was surprised and at the same time felt that something was wrong. It is impossible for the Elf King to do something without a purpose, but he has not found out yet.

The elves usually follow a taciturn style, so that they now have countless questions in their hearts, and they want to speak, but they don't know which one to say first.

The one who was most shocked was Master Miao. She has been with the Elf King for more than a century, and she has never seen him get close to any Elf. Where did this child come from?

The Elf King ignored their thoughts at all, and after the funeral ceremony, he took Lin back to the palace.He didn't prepare a place for Luo Jia. When Lin Xun asked, the Elf King just said that he didn't need it lightly. At night, when Lin Xun was eating, he heard a loud "plop" sound, as if something jumped into the water and startled him. He immediately understood that Luo Jia might have changed into his original form and sank directly into a pool of water to rest.

Right now, he is not very interested in this. Lin Xun stared at the red fruit in front of him for three seconds, and then sniffed the cup, which was a little bigger than a fingernail, and contained up to ten drops of fruit brew.

"Is this my dinner?"

Elf King: "Too many ingredients will increase the impurities in the body and affect cultivation."

Lin Xun: "I am willing to bear no amount of impurities."

It's a pity that the Elven King didn't listen to his words. In the next few days, Lin Xun would eat three meals a day like this. He didn't have enough to eat and had no energy, so he lay lifeless on the bed all day.The bat he picked up looked just like him, and spent more than half of the day sleeping.

Three fruits, a cup of fruit wine, even talking can be saved if you can.

On this day, he had just finished eating the last fruit and was about to taste a little bit of the stuffed fruit when the palace suddenly shook and the cup fell straight from the edge of the table. into ice.

Lin Xun thought it was an earthquake, but when he went out, he found that there were several men in black besieging the Elf King. They said that they were men in black, except that they were wearing black clothes, but they were not masked. place.

He walked over and lightly pressed an elf holding a bow and arrow, "I can't shoot right."

The men in black are extremely fast, and the speed of the Elf King is even faster, and the speed of the arrows can't keep up with their moving speed.

Of course these elves knew it too, but they still didn't put down their bows and arrows, trying to find an opportunity.

The Elf King glanced around, knocked off the person closest to him, and headed north. Those men in black were obviously aiming for him, and they all ran after him.

Not long after they left, Lorja came, looking at a group of anxious elves holding bows and arrows, wondering what happened.

Lin Xun briefly explained the situation, and then pointed him in the direction. Luo Jia, who was still in front of his eyes a second, was a few miles away in the blink of an eye, and disappeared as a black spot.

There was no more news until the afternoon, and all the elves remembered like ants on a hot pot. Some elves wanted to check the situation, but Master Miao stopped him: "The king just didn't want to involve you, so he dragged the battlefield to other places , you’re making trouble when you go.”

Before he could say anything, Luo Jia came from a distance, holding the cut-off sleeve in his hand, and he could tell that it was worn by the Elf King just by looking at the fabric and color.

"This, this is..."

Seeing the half-cut sleeve in Lorgar's hand, all the elves felt that the sky was about to collapse.

"It was found on the cliff to the north," Luo Jia said, "It looks like it went through a fierce fight."

"Where's the king?" Master Miao was almost unsteady.

"The ones who besieged him were all well-known masters from the mainland. When I went, six of them were already dead, and the remaining one and your king disappeared. He must have fallen off a cliff during the battle. I'm afraid... "

"Father, you died so miserable!" Before he finished speaking, Lin Xun rushed over to take the half of the sleeve away.

His voice was not sharp, but it was like a crane that lost its companion mourning in the sky.

The corner of Luo Jia's mouth twitched, and he was just about to say that things were not what he thought, the Elf King just fell off the cliff, and there was an ice waterfall at the bottom of the north, and it might take a lot of effort to get up, it may take a day or two, and it may take three or five days.

"Everyone, don't be sad," Lin Xun choked up, "The most urgent thing is to find out the truth and avenge my father!"

Master Miao still held a sliver of hope: "Please tell me, my lord, whether the king has really..."

Luo Jia couldn't stand someone crying in front of him the most, and reprimanded him, "What kind of words are you talking about?"

Probably because his tone was a little heavy, Master Miao came to his senses instead, and suppressed his trembling: "It's not wrong. Only by finding out the real culprit behind the scenes can we comfort the king's spirit in heaven."

"Punish the real culprit!"

"Punish the real culprit!"

All the elves cried out in grief and indignation at the same time.

The trees shook because of the sound waves, and the sky was no longer blue, as if rendered by sadness.

Lin Xun ran to a high ground in front of him, raised the half of his sleeve, and shook it in the air: "Please allow me to complete the unfinished business in place of Dad, and lead everyone to eliminate the real culprit, and open up a brighter era for the elves!"

……

When he ran out, Via flew out of his pocket, grabbed Dan who had fallen into a deep sleep, and threw him to the bird's nest on the tree. Looking at this impassioned scene on the branch, his paws were hanging in shock. Unsteady: "Fuck, this kid is trying to usurp the throne!"

Lin Xun lived here aggrieved for a few days, and now he suddenly had a chance to turn around. He was full of thoughts about the scene of himself ascending the throne and becoming king, showing off his power, but he still maintained his due sadness on his face.

After all, Master Miao doubted Lin Xun's ability, and said euphemistically: "Now that Wang has just left, I am afraid that there is no time to arrange the ceremony for the new king's enthronement."

Her tone was not strong. After all, the elf king passed away. It stands to reason that the most powerful elf should be chosen from the remaining elves, but the most important condition for becoming an elf king is to bear the power of curse. If you insist on choosing, I'm afraid I can only choose him.

Lin Xun shook his head: "I want to build a tomb for my father. I hope to hold a ceremony next to my father's tomb in three days. In addition, the steps that can be simplified should be simplified as much as possible."

Master Miao was taken aback.

Not only Mr. Miao, but all the elves were a little dazed...there is such an elf who values ​​love and righteousness.

The elves value rituals very much. Since he is willing to hold the succession ceremony in front of the Clothes Tomb, it is enough to see his remembrance of the elf king and his determination to revenge.

Master Miao stared at him for a long, long time, and said 'yes'.

……

The horn sounded, and thousands of arrows shot into the distance. All the elves wore uniform clothes, tied their hair, looked solemn, and held a willow branch in their left hand.

It's extremely cold today, like a precursor to a snowy day.

Lin Xun was wearing a pure white robe, with a slender figure, a crown on his head, and his long golden hair was gently tied at the end with a rope made of willow silk.

Behind him is a tomb of clothes.

Lin Xun took out a piece of paper and recited with emotion: "To my father, the Elf King. He is the king who brought the elves back to life. He is the most rare talent among the elves. The power of the curse, he used to help us guard the light of the elves."

After reading this, several sentimental elves have already sobbed.

"I believe that his spirit will always be with us. No matter how long it has passed, his position in the hearts of every elf is irreplaceable..."

"Is it?"

Lin Xun was startled by the sudden sound, and looked up towards the source of the sound. In the distance was a giant tree that was about to tower into the clouds, and sitting above it was a person with a beautiful appearance and extremely cold.

The hand holding the manuscript tightened, "...Dad?"

No wonder the temperature is so low today, it turns out that the Elven King is nearby.

The Elf King looked at him condescendingly: "I didn't know that I was so important to you."

Lin Xun: ...

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Lin Xun: ...it's over.