After being auctioned, I was taken by Long Aotian... [Xi Huan]

After all, he still withstood the attack of the avalanche.Sero stared blankly at a snow-white world—the World Snake Brotherhood no longer existed.The organization maintained by the godfather for many years was destroyed by the avalanche he created.

Selo, alone in a desolate place full of death and pain, blew the whistle of the healing butterfly that Null had left him.Butterflies can heal his physical wounds, but the creation in his mind may take a long time to heal.

Three days later, the northern wolf cavalry sent by the Red Wolf Duke to search and rescue found the boy in the tower.He's still alive, though he doesn't look very good.Injured, starving, and disheveled... But his eyes and demeanor revealed a tenacity beyond ordinary people.

The Red Wolf Duke found him himself.

From then on, there will be no World Brotherhood of Snakes in the Northland, nor will there be any more stories about the Shadow Six Daggers.Only the tale of a legendary assassin who single-handedly destroyed the World Brotherhood of Snakes is told by bards in the North, in the kingdom of Sgandi.

Poets, call it "nameless".

Two years later, a bard came to the Butterfly Bar in St. Stone City.He claims to be from the Bard Academy in the Northland, and he can sing three thousand poems.

"Then sing the most popular "Song of No Name"." A young guest rubbed his hands excitedly, "You should be able to do it, right?"

"Of course, my little sir. Please pay first."

The young guests begged for a pile of copper coins from the drinkers around who wanted to listen to the song, and placed them on the table next to the bard—the bard did not smell of copper when he sang.

Bowing deeply, the young poet softly plucks his harp.The beautiful verses are like flowing water:

In the dark night, he turned into a shadow and walked through the alleys.

Before the dawn came, he rose and wandered the world, and the dead became stars.

In the name of the exile, wherever he passed, there was nothing but ashes.

The seagulls cry, the dawn mourns, and the blades play crazy music.

The feather coat of night, discarded before dawn.

Ah...he is...

"Okay, don't sing here." The owner of the Butterfly Bar came in holding a pot of duckweed. He was very young and very beautiful.Many people come here to drink, just to take a look at this bad-tempered bar owner.He has soft, shaggy black hair and eyes that seem to have amber in them.His slender body was wrapped in an apron, and the rope tied his narrow waist, which was extremely juvenile, very attractive. "This kind of unreliable poetry, always exaggerated, I don't think 'No Name' is so powerful."

"You sound like you know him!" A drinker yelled, "Don't the boss often go to the Northland to find people? Don't you go to him like those young people who want to follow in the footsteps of 'No Name'?" ?”

"Yes, I did go to Northland to find someone." The bar owner shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "But I just went to find my wife!"

"You always talk about your wife, but none of us have seen her!" The drinker said unconvinced, "Maybe she died in the avalanche, but it doesn't matter!"

"No, I believe my wife is still alive!" The bar owner stroked the whistle hanging on his chest, his eyes were full of love, "If you really died in an avalanche, at least there will be a body. Since no body is found, then there must be a dead body." alive."

The drinker shrugged his shoulders in disappointment, and bluffed for the waitress to serve the drink.

The waitress shook her head and murmured, "I wish the boss could find his wife soon so the bar doesn't close every day and I'm always looking for a job. tight!"

"I don't think he can find his wife." A drunken man said loudly, "He's so young, he doesn't do business properly, and he can live in a three-story sea-view mansion with a lot of money. , maybe married a widow, and went skiing with her..." He raised his eyebrows mysteriously, "You know, it's..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was kicked into the canal by the back of the neck by the owner of the bar. "I heard it." The bar owner said coldly. He looked around the store, and the others were immediately frightened and dared not talk nonsense to the owner's wife.

When the drunk was struggling in the canal, the sheriff took several security officers and led an entourage into the store: "Is Mr. Sero there?"

The bar owner walked over calmly: "I am. If you are here for that drunk, remember to ask him to pay for the drink after you pick him up."

"No, we didn't come here for this kind of thing." The sheriff glanced at the drunk who was salvaged by a cruise ship on the canal, and suppressed a serious smile, "Several distinguished guests are going to book your bar tomorrow, and you tomorrow No guests are allowed."

Sero tilted his head, blinking his eyes.His bar has never received any "visited guests".Although there are a few bottles of good wine in his store, few people can afford to drink them.Usually he would sell cheap beer, but also some simple food, such as offal soup and bread, or bread with offal soup.

But these are too commonplace things, Sero really can't think of - what is worth booking in his small bar.However, the entourage in velvet clothes handed over the badge on the money bag, so he couldn't have any reason or excuse for refusing.

"Tomorrow the adults will come here at ten o'clock in the morning." The attendant raised his head, almost looking at people with his nostrils, "Clean up all the idle people, don't let these rough-handed waitresses be present, tomorrow will be yours People, receive them in person."

"I'm afraid I won't be too busy," Selo said.

"The grown-ups will come with their servants," the servant nodded arrogantly, "you just need to close the shop and wait for them to come."

Sero nodded and sent off the entourage and the sheriff.He looked down at the badge on the money bag in his hand - he received three money bags.

red wolf.

white deer.

golden lion.

He couldn't afford to offend any of the three major dukes of the Sigandi Kingdom.

There were noisy drinkers behind, some said that the nobles were too airy and complained non-stop; some said that the boss was going to get rich this time, so he should buy today's wine; , Just stay in St. Stone City and open a store...

The bard plucked the strings and said in a low voice: "If it is possible, I really want to see the situation of that battle. A lone assassin, facing an entire assassin group! What would it be like?" A magnificent battle!"

Sero shook his head: "I don't think you would want to experience it. It's one thing to sing here, but another thing to experience it yourself. Besides, no matter how others sing it, I think the heart of 'nameless', It must be lonely now."

To prepare for tomorrow, Sero drives away the complaining drunks and closes the shop early.He cleaned the inside and outside of the store well, and then walked back to his home at the pace of the setting sun.

He lives alone in the three-story house.Every night when I come back, I feel empty.

Since buying this house two years ago with the money that Null saved in the bank, Sero has been looking forward to the day when this place will wake up to life.He walked to the window where he could see the sea, and gazed at the golden light on the water.

The light was so dazzling, as if someone had dropped a handful of gold coins into the water.Nuer once stood in this position for a while, this is the only place in this house where he left his footprints.Sero stood beside Null in the past, stretching out his little finger to hold the hand of the man who didn't exist in the air.

"The sea is so beautiful." Sero sighed softly, turned his head and smiled at the place where Nuer had stood, "My lord, the gold in the sea is so beautiful even if you can't find it. When you stood Here, have you ever imagined seeing such a scene?"

"I like gold, my majesty the king." Sero smiled and faced the sea, staring at the undulating water, the sun gradually sinking, "gold is the most beautiful thing in the world. But my majesty, it is more beautiful than gold. "

"I love you."

At ten o'clock the next morning, Sero saw the astral mage Chang Gengxing and the Golden Lion Lord walking out of the carriage together.His back tensed a little, and he even wondered if his camouflage by placing the weapon next to the colander was wise.

"Don't worry, young man." Before Sero could speak, Chang Gung Xing walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder lightly, "When we are all here, we will 'serve the food'."

He smiled with some ambiguous meaning, which made Sero feel really confused.This star mage is said to be able to see through the past, present, and future... What happened in Luohegang Town more than two years ago, I don’t know how much he knows.

Chang Gung Xing and the Golden Lion Lord randomly found a place to sit down, and began to chat about topics that Cerro couldn't listen to while drinking beer.Quickly walking away from the two men who smelled sour, Sero bumped into the Red Wolf Duke who had rescued him.The young duke nodded to him, his ambiguous smile made Sero feel even more nervous.

There have never been so many people in Sero's small bar, and the entourage, squires and attendants filled the outdoor seats to the brim.The big shots and their bodyguards were sitting indoors, so many people had to serve wine, Sero couldn't handle it at all.

After a long time of quarreling, it was almost noon when the astral mage Lang Baxing arrived late.

When Sero was carrying a large plate of food, Lang Baxing walked into the bar.Everyone stood up to pay tribute to him, and behind him was a man who looked very similar to the Red Wolf Duke.

Lang Baxing nodded to the others, and then told Cerro straightforwardly: "You are Cerro? This is Lord Timothy Treadway, he has something to talk to you."

Hearing this name, Sero immediately became alert.He looked up at the tall and strong man, clasped the whistle on his chest with both hands, and listened quietly to his narration that was almost indifferent.

"When I returned to the North, I met a man."

"He wandered in the wilderness and forgot many things."

"He even forgot his own name, and his past."

"Now, he lives for one purpose."

"What is it?" Sero asked.

"He's looking for ice cream..."

"He wants to buy ice cream for Sero..."

"He said Sero likes ice cream..."

"He said Sero wanted ice cream..."

By the time Se Luo reacted, tears had flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably.He covered his mouth and tried his best to stabilize his emotions, but his voice was choked with sobs: "Where is he?"

Timothy looked out the window.

Sai Luo boldly stuffed the plate in his hand into Lang Baxing's arms, and rushed to the open space outside the bar.

Butterflies resting on the duckweed flutter their wings and dance in the air.The sun shines on the canal, on the earth, on the big trees and on the grass, and on the people of the world.Whether rich or poor, young or old.

It casts light and heat on everything fairly, including those who have been in the dark.

The butterfly fluttered its wings, followed Se Luo into the sunlight, and landed on a man's fingertip.He was hooded, thin-cheeked, and tattered.On the weather-beaten face, a pair of cloudy eyes were out of focus.

He raised his hand and stared blankly at the butterfly on his fingertips.

The strong sorrow and sorrow instantly seized Sero's mind, making him unable to have reason anymore.He rushed forward, trying to hug the man, and colorful butterflies danced around them.

"Naur!" Sero pulled down his hood excitedly and hugged his head.

Under the sun, his long silver hair shone like broken silver.

"My Majesty the King! There are many butterflies flying around!"

Two butterflies docked together to form the infinity symbol.

There will be infinite possibilities for Cerro's life from now on.

He can be anyone.

He can do anything.

He is infinite from now on.

His possibilities are endless.

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Can I weakly say "It's over"?

Thank you little angels for reading my article.It's finally the end, thousands of words in my heart, gathered into two words - thank you!I love you all!

This journey has not been easy, thank you little angels for your attention and support.If it weren't for you, maybe I would be disheartened and finish the outline because of the poor data when I only had more than 7 words in the early stage.

Now I can finish writing well according to the outline, which is inseparable from the love of all the little angels.Every message and every word of encouragement from you is very important to me.Every time I can't keep going, as long as I see the encouragement of the little angels, I feel full of motivation again!

This article is here, the main text of the outline is over!My first priority is to supplement the missing Holy Light (laughing).

All the big villains and evil forces have been eliminated, and Null and Selo will no longer be in danger in the future.A peaceful and warm life awaits them.Nuer's teacher, Timothy, is also back. Those who came to support Cerro today are all big bosses who came to support them!Since then, the whole world has only the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the two of them, and there will be no more pain and separation.

Although Nuer's memory hasn't recovered yet, since he's back, even if he does it all over again, Cerro can use his own charm to make him fall in love with him!

If there are little angels who want to watch the extra episode, I will write some extra episodes with sugar.

Including the sweet daily life of Sero helping him recover his memory after Nuer lost his memory, and Sero's nude apron seducing Nuer... Even if I want to read Xiao Baozi, I will find a way to write it!In addition, I will write about Nuer's past, as well as Nuer's inner monologue.

In short, what you want to see, I will try my best to write ducks!

Welcome to leave a message and say what you want to see!Bow again and thank every little angel who left me a message, subscribed, and collected the Smash Overlord ticket.Those who read pirated texts are not counted, hum!

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Also push my pre-received article.

Pre-acquisition of Western Fantasy "The Two Kings of Winter", the story of two men who don't want to be queens, but want to be kings, from under the bed to bed.

Followed by Xiu Xian's "Rebirth as a Poker Man", it is fun to get rid of sand sculptures, relaxed and not abusive.