There is always something wrong with the temple

Dragon Island.

On the throne are two little red dragons.

They have lived for thousands of years, but this is still youth for dragons.

The youth of the dragon race is extremely long, and when they approach old age, they will age rapidly and disappear in just a hundred years.

These two twin red dragons are the queens of the current dragon clan.

They lived and died together, with the same thoughts and thinking. At this moment, the two drowsy red dragon queens suddenly raised their heads. Their bodies swelled and expanded, and then soared into the empty sky .

Their bodies are entangled in one place, but they are cold to each other.

Long and deep dragon chant surrounds the entire Dragon Island.

No matter what the "people" on the island once wanted to do or what they were doing, they all stopped their movements and looked up at the queens above the dragon island together.

Immediately, the high and low dragon chant sounded——

One, two, three... These "people" continuously transformed into dragons of different colors, blending into the void of Dragon Island.

The long and sad dragon chant continued, mourning the king who once lived forever.

...

City of Falling Moon.

In the gloomy blackness, there remained an ancient castle, whose walls were already covered with vines, but the tulips growing around the castle were falling down in pieces and began to wither continuously.

Dozens of bats came from nowhere, flew against the solidified moon, stopped outside the castle and turned into human bodies.

They are all the old monsters of the current blood race, and their blood-red eyes quietly watched the fall of this castle.

At this point, the duke could finally enjoy the eternal silence he had longed for for countless thousands of years.

...

In the depths of the Forest of Generosity, the ancient elf tree exudes light silver brilliance.

The elves who were jumping in the forest stopped their movements.

Those elves who still stayed in the forest and enjoyed the tranquility bowed their heads.

Immediately, the ancient elf chants flowed along with the starburst.

...

Alice City.

The current dwarf queen is standing in the workshop watching the artisans fix it.

They have failed countless times before this.

With yet another hard knock—the artisan was of the class of a paladin—the last anchor of the airship was completely snapped back into place.

jingle bells——

It was no longer the sound of hammers striking.

That was... the dwarf queen jerked her head up, and she pulled a necklace from around her neck.

The two brightest stones above have lost their luster.

In the sunset forest, the bonfire is the most vigorous time.

The orcs were singing, they were dancing.

Death is not a destination.

That was just another great adventure. (*)

...

dang dang-

In the city of Pythia, on the large square where the bell tower stood, the bells rang inexplicably.

One, two, three, four...

The bread seller shook his head at the newspaper seller hiding in his shop, "I don't know what kind of ancient existence it is..."

There are so many downs.

The carriage hurried across the square, and Andrew, who was sitting in the rented carriage, did not hear the bells ringing in the square at all, and his heart and eyes were full of anxiety.Andrew hurried home, and when he saw Emma, ​​he said nervously: "Emma, ​​you pick up little Andrew now, and don't let him go to school any more."

Emma looked at Andrew in surprise, this was the first time his attitude was so tough.

Little Andrew has never liked his father very much, and Andrew has always been careful with him, and has never given any strong orders.

Little Andrew likes school very much. If it's nothing serious, Andrew would definitely not say such a thing.

While wiping his sweat, Andrew lowered his head and kissed Emma's forehead: "Do you remember the statue you gave me earlier?"

This kind of behavior is inappropriate, if it is those noble families, if they are seen by others, they may even laugh a few words.But in ordinary people's homes, this is a very familiar and gentle behavior.

As soon as Emma took the coat that Andrew took off, her face was flushed by Andrew's action. She gave Andrew an annoyed look, and then nodded, "I heard from Jerry that little Andrew occasionally dreams about the past two days. it."

Jerry is little Andrew's valet.

This statue can be regarded as the thing that little Andrew is most afraid of.

After Emma listened to the whole story in Little Andrew's room, she took the red-eyed statue away, and gave it to Andrew directly after he came back.Andrew didn't come back the night he received the item, and he went out early and returned late for the next few days. Emma knew this very well, but didn't try to ask.

Some things her husband was doing were dangerous, and Emma had no intention of disturbing him.

Andrew's face darkened, "Cathedral of Dawn sent a team over and captured several cultists from Made Elementary School. One of them was already insane, and sacrificed himself on the spot to swallow half of the team. The whole school Now under the control of the church, all the children have been dispersed to nearby churches."

Emma's complexion changed drastically, and she didn't bother to ask why the Church of Dawn intervened in this matter - after all, Andrew believed in the God of Cupid, and even if it was handled, it was handled by the Church of God of Love - she hurried to pick up the child.

Andrew stopped her and stuffed two things into her hands, "My employer just came to inform me that I have to go see him. You can take these two things with you to prevent them. When you come back, you will be a little Andrew. .”

He couldn't get away to pick up the child, after all, it happened to be in two directions, one south and one north.

This is why Andrew came back in a hurry.

Regardless of the reason for the Dawn Church to directly detonate the cultists at Made Elementary School, Andrew learned from other sources that there might be some serious consequences.That's why Andrew rushed home directly and handed the two badges to Emma.

These two badges were given to him by Adolf Wolf at the beginning. Although they are not great treasures, they are still effective in defending against cultists.Andrew handed the badge to his wife, and after confirming that the driver he had hired was actually a professional, he drove the carriage away, and then hurried out to call a rental carriage.

Adolf Wolf's mansion looked normal. The servants coming and going were all quiet. The butler leading Andrew said indifferently, "Master is waiting for you in the study."

This house is different from the one Andrew visited last time. The furnishings inside are more luxurious. Even the vases placed in the corner are full of noble temperament—commonly known as the breath of money.Andrew looked a little strange all the way, which was not Adolf Wolf's habit.Although he likes beautiful and exquisite things, he doesn't like those things that are too luxurious and useless.

The furnishings of the study are the same as the outside.

After Andrew stepped in, he was blinded by a spherical object facing the door.

Every part of this ball is stuffed with extremely precious gems or pearls, and even the most corners are stuffed with things of the same material, which makes Andrew a little uncomfortable to see.

Andrew: Going blind!

Adolf Wolf looked at Andrew's slightly embarrassed look, and couldn't help laughing: "When I first came in, I was also taken aback." This is the house he just bought to rest, and he hasn't had time to change it. The decorations inside.

He held a glass of wine in his hand, and the clear liquid in it could be seen as the fruit wine that had recently caught his fancy.

As long as the wine tastes good, Adolf never sticks to the variety.

Andrew didn't say anything, just watched Adolf waving at him: "You said before, how many confirmed people are missing in the West End?"

"There are about a few hundred people in the past six months." Andrew roughly reported the number, and seeing Adolf frowning, he seemed to be a little concerned, and couldn't help asking: "Didn't you hand over this matter to the church? "

Andrew is smart enough.

The frequent disappearances in the west area are related to the Church of Dawn. After reporting to the church, Adolf had the intention of not intervening.

The discovery of the red-eyed statue in the elementary school was the key point that Adolf Wolf asked him to investigate earlier, and it was discovered in his son's school. It was so critical that Andrew immediately reported it to Adolf.Since people from the Church of Dawn appeared in the elementary school, it meant that Adolf finally decided to hand over this matter to the church.

Today, however, it was clear that there was a problem with the elementary school, but Adolf called him over and asked about the West District.

That might mean that there is some kind of connection between the two things.

Adolf looked at Andrew approvingly. Just a simple conversation was enough to show that this capable subordinate had already guessed the connection, although the problem might be more profound.

The noble youth nodded, and put down the wine glass in his hand, and then Andrew heard Adolf say: "The Church has sent 'Hammer of Wrath' and 'Holy Storm', and they will arrive soon. "

For those powerful beings, it only takes a short time to cross the border or even the two ends of the continent.

Andrew took a deep breath, and then heard the young noble continue to say: "The news just came that Dragon Island, which has been hidden for many years, has reappeared, and the fallen 'people' may include the 'King of Conspiracy' Constance Man."

It was obviously a completely different matter, but there was nothing abrupt in Adolf's slow and elegant voice.

It's all big.

"Constantine? Isn't that legendary..." Andrew exclaimed, "Is it still alive?"

Constantine is a member of the legendary adventure group, and everyone in this legendary adventure group is a very famous historical figure who is often active in ancient history textbooks.

Adolf glanced at Andrew, and said calmly: "It is said that they obtained immortality, but they began to gradually fade away in history two epochs ago. The last time I heard the legend of Constantine was in Laufe the Hidden In the storm of the theft of Si’s legacy paintings. Dragon Island began to disappear an epoch ago, and now it suddenly appeared. Perhaps the giant dragon that appeared on the Horscoe River was not an accident, but a prelude to Dragon Island’s reappearance..."

In today's era, whether it is the human race or other humanoid races, they all coexist in a more integrated manner.

There are human races among the races that walk on the continent, and there are naturally many types of orcs, blood races, elves, dwarves, etc. Although mixed races with dragon blood are rare, they are not without exception.

It's just that the pure dragons no longer appear, and the once glorious dwarf kingdom, orc kingdom, etc., are gradually disappearing. Although there are occasional brave men who stray into it and leave alive with adventure stories that can be passed down to future generations, but that After all, it is a minority.

It's as if this part of history has been erased by a pair of invisible hands, but even if you try your best to think about it, it will only leave a shallow impression, and it is very easy to lose this part of the pursuit.

This looks like some sort of protection.

It's just that with the disappearance of Constantine, it seems that this concealment has gradually disappeared.

Andrew, who was called to do something, was still immersed in the legends and mysteries that had just been revealed by the noble youth, and looked a little dazed.

...

Dark Forest.

The departure of the sightseeing group did not have any impact on the people of the territory. At best, some people occasionally muttered why they left in such a hurry, but no one thought much about it.

The quiet appearance of those powerful beings that only existed in history is like jujubes immersed in honey. They are extremely sweet when swallowed, but the jujube core may make people feel a little uncomfortable when they gnaw at the last jujube core.

Sweet and sour.

Wusu stayed in the yellow mushroom house for three days.

Angus lay wearily on the door of the yellow mushroom house, the carpet outside the door was almost picked off by the Angus cat.

Those fluffy edges are just right for sharpening the claws, but it is very easy to create a large pile of floating hairs, which made Black, who flew over, sneezed two small sneezes.

Angus glanced at him and laughed at the extremely weak cub, "It hasn't grown at all."

Black, who was being trained, drooped his dragon head and continued to circle outside the door.

Not only Angus and Black, but even Mephisto cannot enter.

At this moment, Mephisto was standing at the bottom of the steps with his arms folded. The three steps were covered with thorns, and those sharp leaf veins stretched out their teeth and claws, covering all the flowers on the steps little by little.The delicate, lovely and bright petals are all protected by erected tree walls, as if protecting those delicate existences.These ever-changing plants seem to reflect the mood of the owner of the yellow mushroom house to some extent.

Although extremely weak, it is not absent.

"Aren't you very capable? Why don't you go in?" Angus flicked his big tail, even speaking weakly, he didn't want to quarrel with Mephisto at all.

Although it's still embarrassing to say it.

Mephisto lowered his eyes extremely indifferently, unable to see his expression at all.

Angus sneered, hugged his big tail, and couldn't help kicking his hind legs.

After discovering what he had done, Angus gritted his teeth, and snapped his big tail away.

madness!

This stupid physical instinct!

He subconsciously licked his upholstery, and glanced at the indifferent and handsome Mephisto with his emerald green cat eyes. Those golden eyes couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't see through the morning light that covered all emotions, but Angus still want to laugh.

Chen Xi and the others racked their brains to get that one to have emotions.

After the birth of this delicate emotion, he was angry because the person affected by this emotion was not himself.

so jealous—

Angus held the cat's head up, savoring the smell in the air.

He gorged himself relentlessly, devouring the taste of jealousy bit by bit.

As the god of love, jealousy is really the most intimate taste.

Angus thought critically.

After eating so many years of jealousy, only today is the most suitable for him.

Inside the yellow mushroom house.

The fireplace on the first floor was always burning, and the warm flame licked the firewood that could never be burned cleanly.Walk along the faint light revealed by the half-open window, continue up the stairs, and then up, and then stay outside an open door full of lines.

Little Wusu has been lying on a big mattress for three days!

Wu Su rua held the big soft and comfortable cup, and stared at the ceiling with a pair of dark eyes like glazed glass.

Well.

The ceiling is covered with paintings, and the brand new traces can be seen to have appeared only recently.

If you look up, from left to right are the weird elf dragon clan, the gentle and quiet dwarf, the stubborn and smart lich, the silent and comfortable vampire, the handsome and clean elf, the heroic and free-spirited orc... and the last one.

There was nothing there, but when Wu Su looked over, there seemed to be a human figure holding a small cloud of black mist there.

There is no fixed shape, no complete human form, as if there is only the concept of existence.

In the eyes of different people, there are different feelings and appearances.Whatever they think and think in their hearts, that will appear.

Wusu pulled up the big and soft quilt, covering her eyes.

Any door and window of the yellow mushroom house is open, and it is very easy to come in from any angle.But both Mephisto and Angus seem to be able to feel an idea.

No matter who is close to the yellow mushroom house, as long as he walks to the door, the thought of going in will disappear.

It was as if it had been stolen by something.

Mephisto knew very well that this was actually the reason why Wusu didn't want anyone to get close to him.

They will never be able to resist the thought of that one.

Blake walked around in front of Mephisto and Angus without knowing it, like a little idiot walking on a tightrope to walk up a cliff without knowing it.Angus looked at the little chubby dragon who kept moving, and felt an idea that was about to move.

No!

hold back!

Angus endured for his own image.

Fly—ho—fly—

The black dragon cub continued to circle in front of Angus.

Angus looked at the swaying Blake, the big tail hanging down was as tempting as a dog's tail.

Angus's posture changed quietly, from the original one where he stretched out his limbs like cat cakes, and then leaned back and arched his waist, as if he was hunting——

hey yo!

Angus pushed down Blake with his claws like lightning, gnawed on the big tail excitedly, and slapped the soft pads of his forelegs desperately.

Little Fat Dragon:?

The big tail suddenly felt cold, and then it was in severe pain again.

"Ow, ooh, ooh—"

Whether it is reality or consciousness, the little fat dragon cried into a little watering can.

Angus gnawing on the dragon's tail: ...

Mephisto's golden eyes didn't show any emotion, just like he was a puppet, without any movement at all.

While the little watering can was still crying, Mephisto seemed to have noticed something. In just a split second, his figure suddenly disappeared under the steps. The speed was so fast that the afterimage remained in place. few seconds.As soon as Angus let go of the tail of the small watering can, Mephisto was already two seconds behind. After realizing what time it was, Angus' cat shadow also disappeared.

The little watering can gnawed on its claws distressedly, after confirming that there were only teeth marks and no blood on the big tail.

Blake blew on his big tail distressedly.

Blake hurts, Blake wants five susu master woooo~

After rolling in the sea of ​​consciousness twice, Black felt an extremely gentle touch, just like the feeling when Wu Su was rubbing his head... Black subconsciously rolled into the yellow mushroom house.

The dull Panglonglong didn't feel the difference at all, and immediately flew upstairs excitedly.

—the isolation of invisible resistance disappeared.

Upstairs bedrooms.

Wu Su held the big illustrated book and looked at the icon of the teleportation array.

It was as if the person lying down just now was not him.

Wu Su thought.

Now there are many more places where the teleportation array can teleport.

In addition to the previous Hubian Town and Chuan Ancient Town, there are several more places that were prompted by the system before, no matter which ones are now green friendly towns.

When Mephisto appeared in the bedroom, Wu Su slowly put away the illustration book, and then handed it to the rules.

Recently, the rules that have been as silent as chickens have swallowed the illustration book.

The beautiful creature looked at Wu Su quietly, then walked slowly to his bedside and knelt down, his head was obediently pressed against Wu Su's fingers, his extremely soft hair fell down his shoulders, quietly falling on the ground Wusu's arm.Mephisto said softly and slowly, "Do you regret it?"

Angus, who came next, twitched his nostrils and smelled the extremely sour and bitter smell.

Tsk, it's so sour.

Angus crossed the bed lightly, then curled up at the end of the bed and watched Mephisto silently.

That kind of "gentle" gaze is extremely urgent. If there were not too many "battles" between him and Mephisto, it would be easy for people to misunderstand whether Angus has feelings for Mephisto.

Yes, it does feel like it.

A malicious feeling that wanted to tear him apart and devour him.

Wu Su grunted, making two aggrieved nasal sounds, and then the little lord said softly, "That's a free choice."

He lifted the quilt very slowly, and reached out his hand to touch Mephisto's hair when he got out of bed, the silk-like hair slipped leisurely through Wusu's fingers.

Mephisto closed his eyes slightly, letting Wusu fiddle with him.

Wu Su touched the bag.

In the lich's small box, lay a small piece of dragon scale, two rolling drops of scarlet blood, a handful of silver-white hair, a small hammer head and two hard animal claws.They were with the lich's withered severed finger, and the casket held five sous tight in its pocket.

It's as if their masters once explored across the continent.

From the initial aggregation to the final dispersion.

Always, always.

Wusu took out a hot red invitation from his pocket with his fingers.

That was the letter from the dragon head statue that Wu Su had received back then.

There is no date, no signature, only a simple location, and an invitation that does not know when it will come.

Now that the invitation is hot, it seems to indicate the opening of some kind of confinement.

Wu Su's fingers touched the invitation card, and an unknown revelation quietly emerged.

Mephisto looked at Wu Su and looked back at him, his delicate face tilted his head.

Wu Su's small face was expressionless, and his small voice was sweet and soft, and said: "It's midnight."