Life in another world is not easy to mix [Transmigration Book]

Seven rays of light swam around Linghui, dazzling like a rainbow.

The cyan light wings behind were affected, and the colors began to slowly differentiate into seven colors.

"You!" The little girl hopped her feet out of embarrassment, but Ling Hui ignored her.

From this little girl, she didn't feel the resentment, resentment, and anger like others. It was probably used by the original victim to stabilize the evil spirit's magic.

Seeing that she was only about the same age as Yi Yi'an, Linghui felt sorry for her.

——It’s all your fault, it’s all your magic.

——If you didn't listen to those scumbags, how could this happen?

The words of those evil spirits echoed in my ears, incomparably sad and sad.

When Linghui thought of her own world over there, she looked out at the main road through the window in the hospital.Cars are running, bustling, sometimes there are planes passing by in the sky, and the opposite building is colorful at night.

"Ah...magic?" Linghui looked at the colorful light circle in her palm and muttered to herself in a low voice.

If there is no magic, this world will return to its original appearance, like the one I saw a long, long time ago when I was still in the wind. Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and lives an ordinary life.

It seems that all the changes started with Vulcan teaching Thornton magic.

"..." Linghui slightly lowered her eyelashes, and firmly grasped her open hand as if she had made up her mind. The surrounding magic particles fluctuated slightly, oscillating under the influence of her emotions, spreading towards the surroundings like a tide. .

"All elves, follow me—"

***

Ying Heng panted slightly, wandering around Eddoma tirelessly, and finally destroyed all the black magic circles. His overdrawn body was so heavy that he couldn't even stretch his wings.

"...Isn't it alright..." Seeing the darkness in his eyes, Ying Heng murmured in despair.

The sharp claws rubbed lightly on the ground. Some people who wanted to escape from Eddoma were very surprised to see her, as if they thought they were dreaming and rubbed their eyes.

Ying Heng breathed in the air gulpingly, his whole body seemed to be filled with lead, making it difficult to move an inch.

"Huh?" Feeling that the flow of the air suddenly became strange, those light spots that symbolized the low-level elves all flowed in a certain direction, the originally dark world was instantly illuminated, and the colorful light spots drifted erratically.

Ying Heng was stunned for a moment, unable to understand the situation for a while, but as the world became clearer, she vaguely felt the familiar aura engraved in her bones. ,

She flew up excitedly, and rushed towards the place where the light gathered, leaving behind a white afterimage.

The snow-white hair became dazzling under all kinds of lights, and Ying Heng's golden eyes that fell beside her were full of mist.

As if sensing her aura, Ling Hui turned around to look at her, her emerald-like eyes were full of softness, and the corners of her mouth raised: "Dabailong, let's go back, let's go home."

The seven colors of light gathered in one place, and a white dragon soared into the sky from the light, and disappeared into the sky, and those lights also dissipated.

The evil spirit magic that lost the support of the elves also disintegrated in an instant, and those evil spirits screamed unwillingly, but they were all wiped out.

People looked around tremblingly, as if to make sure they were safe.

"Ah... Did they do it?" An Si Anlu staggered, and fell to the ground unsteadily.

She turned her head to look at the blue sky, which was as bright and clean as if it had just been washed by water.

The body is already in danger because of being corroded by those evil spirits, and the internal organs seem to be torn apart.

Seeing the black mist disappear, she closed her eyes with a sense of relief, and there seemed to be urgent footsteps and Monisy's sobbing cry in her ears.

***

"Ahaha, I almost thought I was dead and couldn't come back." Laif leaned on the wooden rocking chair with a smirk on his face.

"No, he was indeed dead, and was pulled back from the gate of hell." Mu Sui gently combed Saivid's hair, and said fiercely without turning his head.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's my fault." Feeling Mu Sui's anger, Laif leaned over pitifully.

The souls of the two of them were still intact. After Linghui returned the original core to them, in the Valley of Return where the magic particles were thick, they quickly reshaped the entity and returned to its original appearance.

Laif also changed from her previous alienated appearance, and kept circling Mu Sui.

One day Ling Hui asked her curiously why she refused to see Mu Sui before, since she had been waiting here for hundreds of years.

"Ah, I will feel sad when I see you. What if I really disappear and leave her alone?" Leif said solemnly.

Mu Sui, who happened to pass by, couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, and has been making troubles ever since.

"Well, it's still the same." Linghui gently rubbed Lapored's head, and gesticulated with her fingers on the blue engraving on its forehead, helping it sort out the flow of magic particles in its body.

Lapored had destroyed those magic circles with Ying Heng before, but as an elf, unlike Ying Heng, it was affected by evil spirit magic, which caused the flow of magic particles in its body to be disordered.

Evil spirit magic has a greater impact on elves with higher ranks. Low-ranked elves generally don't dissipate easily, but high-ranked elves can last longer, and all spirit beasts seem to disappear without exception.

La Pouleud, who had been desperately touching those black magic circles, almost disappeared like those spirit beasts.

"Their relationship is still as good as ever." La Pouleud glanced at the two people and sighed from the bottom of her heart.

"Are you trying to say that the relationship between me and Dabailong is different?" Ling Hui patted Lapored amusedly.

"No." La Pereud originally wanted to say that the relationship between you is also very good, but when he felt Ying Heng's gaze from the side, he changed the subject, "It's just so-so as always."

"—— La Pereud!" Sure enough, as it expected, Ying Heng was immediately annoyed.

"The truth." Lapored, who happened to sort out the strength in his body, fled immediately, as if he had counted the time correctly.

"This guy." Ying Heng looked at the disappearing bird, and stood there angrily.

"Forget it, it's been a day or two since La Perede and you were at odds, don't get angry all the time." Ling Hui tugged at Ying Heng's clothes to calm her down.

"I thought you would say let's get along well." Ying Heng glanced at her unexpectedly.

"Enough talking, I didn't say much before, and the result hasn't changed at all." Ling Hui spread her hands, stood up and dispersed the blue light wings behind her, took Ying Heng's hand and walked out, "Let's go play."

"Where is it this time?" During this time, Ying Heng and Ling Hui often traveled around, as if to make up for the blank time in 1000 years, and they were almost always stuck together.

"Ed Domo."

***

It has been more than ten years since the evil spirit incident without knowing it. For elves and dragons, it is just a blink of an eye, but for humans, it is not the case.

Ten years is enough time for everything to change drastically.

At that time, Ling Hui made all the elves no longer be affected by their spells, and of course humans could no longer use magic.

Those glorious magic academies no longer exist, and have become extremely ordinary schools.The knights patrolling the streets wore swords around their waists, and people began to use tools to replace the previous omnipotent magic.

Now the king of Sacremonton is Anse Anlu. She was unable to stand up due to the sequelae of the previous evil spirit incident, and her body was very fragile, but she was still worried about Sacremonton's affairs.

She has sorted out those things about Thornton into a new history, saying that she must face the mistakes of the past.

When the truth first spread, it caused an uproar, and there were even turmoil in some areas, and the whole country became chaotic.But in the end they were calmed down, and these things returned to calm with the passage of time.

The whole of Sacmonton has also returned to daily life.

The bazaar is still so lively, and it is extremely noisy with people coming and going.Ling Hui and Ying Heng walked slowly on the street, life would be more peaceful and peaceful without magic.

"—Apple, red and huge, sweet and delicious!" Some familiar words rang out in her ears, and Ling Hui suddenly turned her head to look over.

Xiaohong, who was in her thirties, was selling apples, and beside her was a seven or eight-year-old boy who was reading a book.

"Ah... human beings change so fast." Looking at the completely different appearance from memory, Linghui couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"En." Ying Heng responded calmly following her words.

"Hmm... Then Yi Yi'an has grown up too. Didn't that child stick to you before?" Ling Hui stretched out her hand and gestured.

Ying Heng frowned helplessly: "Why are you always obsessed with the past?"

"Is there?" Linghui rubbed her nose and smiled innocently, "I just remembered it suddenly."

"Really, I remember accidentally falling into a fantasy in a book before, didn't you beat up the dragon in it? Are you dissatisfied with me?" Ying Heng said not to be outdone.

"...Um, isn't that..." Linghui was at a loss for words for a moment, and when she saw the dragon before, she thought it looked like a beaten one.

In order to avoid this question that was really difficult to answer, she trot forward a few steps and came to the fountain where she first met Ying Heng.

It was rare that there was no one here, so Linghui ran to the place where she had stood before, and straightened her clothes.

Because of some emotional fluctuations, blue wings of light emerged from his back, shining dazzlingly in the sun.

"Ahem, speaking of which, I've been a bard in the world for so long, but I haven't shown it to you." Linghui raised her head proudly.

"Well, yes, so what story are you going to tell this time?" Ying Heng stood in front of her with a doting smile, as if listening attentively.

Linghui pondered for a while, her eyes lit up, she clapped her hands and smiled brightly, as the soft breeze blew past her as if responding to her.

"A story about dragons and elves."