Things far away in the Karlsruhe Empire have nothing to do with the holy city of Estali.
In addition to using teleportation magic, the other end has to send people across more than half of the Lost Land to reach the Gwana Empire and the Holy City located north of the center of the Lost Land. In terms of route, it is better than the Western Region Line of the Silk Road back home.
It will be longer.
Although there are forums for transmitting messages, the forums do not yet have complete 'conversation' capabilities. What's more, although someone brought this thing to the Lost World, he himself doesn't like to use it very much.
The premise of Internet addiction is that there is something that interests you on the Internet. For a Dachuan people who have experienced the entertainment industry in their hometown, the entertainment of Lost World is really hard to describe.
It's like a person who is used to big fish and meat. When he sees porridge and side dishes, he just needs to eat enough. Is it possible that he still expects to eat as much as he did in the past?
Returning to my home in the holy city of Estali, even if I came back from the distant Karlsruhe Empire, using flash magic to come and go, the words "travel and travel" are insulated from someone. But to be honest, Saint
A home in the city does not give someone the feeling of 'home'.
Speaking of which, after arriving in the Lost Land, I spent the first period of time following the teacher to learn the knowledge required in this magical world, and then I kept taking on some low-end but troublesome tasks that few people wanted to do to save money.
Under the inherent agrarian mentality of the compatriots in my hometown, I finally managed to acquire the Tower of the Great Sage. Although there is no permanent property rights, I am guaranteed that I can live there until my death. I just let my apprentices or descendants seek their own blessings.
I thought it would be my home in Lost Land, but I didn't expect that within a few years of living here, I would meet a bad neighbor and plan to open a passage directly to hell in front of my house. No, I was so scared that I ran away.
After several more years of wandering, he finally settled down in this city where magicians gathered.
A simple calculation shows that after arriving in Lost Land, I spent more than three-quarters of my time wandering. And it was forced. It was not that I liked this kind of life.
If my colleagues back home could hear my own experience, excluding the magical side of things that would be too bizarre, probably no one would believe that a fat geek could suddenly become a traveler.
But is the home in the holy city of Estali really 'home'?
There are no computers, no Internet, no all kinds of dazzling games and animations. There are no eight major arts, although I am a layman who pays more attention to the "movie" category. In short, it is boring to the point of explosion!
Do you want to go back to the days of academic research until you die? That kind of life of drinking, playing with women, and having sex every night is really not to your taste. Not even your liver and waist. Although my body has been transformed, those key parts have also
Not made of iron.
Yin Jian, who grinds an iron pestle into an embroidery needle, is in front of him, so someone really doesn't dare to waste time.
So after returning to the Holy City, Lin threw the black dragon magic crystal, which was about the size of a small refrigerator, in the living room and ran to a hill in the suburbs.
Halfway up the mountainside, there is a cliff on the side, and the front view is an endless sea of trees. It is lush and green, and sways with the wind, making sparse sounds. Birds chirping from time to time, forming a unique natural sound.
This is the place where Ezio's small group played, and it was also the place where the reluctant girl fell off the cliff. Now Marlene's tomb is right next to it, small and lonely.
It's only been a few months, maybe it's spring, but the place is full of life. If you don't look at the tombstones, you can't tell where the tomb is. It just looks like a small mound.
Thinking of the girl who died for no reason, someone who thought she had a heart of stone was actually a little bit reluctant to let her go. She was so optimistic and happy that she never really saw the beauty of this world, so she fell asleep here forever.
Sometimes people are so mean. If that girl appears after being summoned and curses a few words, someone will just treat it as human nature. After a while, they will forget about the other person. But she doesn't scold or cry.
It doesn't make a fuss, but makes people feel pity.
I said that no matter where I am, I never feel like 'home'. Is it because I don't have a real family?
It's just... other people's children are fun, but my own... they are the reincarnation of the devil star.
Think about those friends who had two children and a happy family before I traveled through time. They checked in from time to time to show off, as if they were living a happy life. But as soon as the children made a fuss, the world would turn upside down.
It sounds like it is both sweet and bitter, but because they like the sweet side, they tolerate the bitter part.
Can you bear it?
No matter before or after time travel, some people believe that it is necessary to marry a wife, have children, and buy a house early. That is, you should take advantage of your ignorance when you are young, do everything at once, and rely on your youth and energy to survive the initial period of hardship. If during this period, the couple
If we can get through it together, there probably won't be any big changes in the future.
Putting aside the issues between husband and wife, if you live past your thirties or forties and only get married for the sake of getting married and have children for the sake of having children, then don’t talk nonsense. There are no ghost feelings here, everything is a transaction of interests.
Who has ever seen an old couple living in their seventies or eighties living like they are in first love? That is all a joke!
The better ones are amazingly acted and full of content that satirizes current events and reflect on the present. The worse ones are almost straight into martial arts dramas. The classification can range from ordinary to restricted, and even banned films because they are too pornographic.
I have never seen that kind of person who is happy inside and out. I have never seen it before!
Maybe I just have little knowledge...
The saying that life is like a play is not something that comes from the heart and is filled with emotion. This is a fact!
There are too many sighs and in fact not a single word. Don’t mention it.
The tombstone on Marlene's grave doesn't even look like a tombstone. There is just a stone stamped there, just as a mark. There is no inscription, no inscription. This is how children like them who have no father or mother die. I don't know.
Where it comes from, there is no need for anyone to know where it is going.
Lin agreed to adopt a group of people, and the time was neither long nor short. During this period, Marlene was not the only girl who passed away. Someone took care of their posthumous affairs.
In other places, a roll of straw mat paired with a mass grave would be considered an excellent treatment. Most of them are just thrown on the roadside, left to be eaten by wild dogs and left to rot with maggots.
Thinking of what happened to them makes me miss the place where I came from.
There may be a lot of unsatisfactory things in my hometown, but it is not difficult to live. Even if you are just a child, there are basic social welfare policies to support it. But the land is too dangerous, and it is difficult to survive. Even if you are a child
At this level, do you dare to wander around?
Not to mention the Guardian Lord, there is someone beside me who he cannot afford to offend.
No, she appears again.
Someone was just reading this, and Fen, wearing the Four Spirits costume and all red, sat down next to her.
Originally, I was sitting on the ground with my hands behind my back in a comfortable position. But someone grabbed my left hand and I almost lost my balance and fell to the ground.
Fen stared at his bare wrist and said, "Why is it broken again?"
"Where does the word 'again' come from? This is the first time I've lost my hand."
"From time to time, you make yourself look like a human or a ghost, so you should be praised for only breaking one hand this time, which is considered progress?"
Listening to this sour voice, someone didn't even have the courage to refute. How should I put it? It's like the kind of person who does bad things and goes home, doing things carefully, for fear of showing his feet and being caught by his parents. The feeling of being beaten.
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Eh! No, this is not the right mentality. Why should I assume that I am guilty of being a thief? I went to the south on a business trip, but I am innocent...
Ah, bah. You are so innocent! I went on a business trip and even stepped on a tricycle. If you still have to say that you are innocent, you will be in tongue-pulling hell after death.
It's just that the men are unmarried and the women are unmarried, and everyone has a tacit understanding that they can play their own roles. The old, petty and petty mentality of the past is unacceptable.
Lin took a few deep breaths, corrected his mentality, and took a few steps towards the scumbag's ambition.
Fen is still the same as before, gorgeous! She is so gorgeous that strangers should not get close to her. Even if she is a little girl, she looks heroic and extraordinary, making people rely on her. This is not because she is broad-minded, so I want to give it a try The portion size is comparable to the previous ones.
Speaking of which, I didn't know much about it before. When I came back from a business trip, did she grow up again?
While she was thinking wildly, the left hand that had been pulled up was pulled in front of Fen. She closed her eyes, rubbed it gently, and recited the incantation. The healing spell that had been revised to the point that no one except Fen understood it came out.
This appearance was no stranger to me in the days when I was with her. If I had a serious injury or minor illness, I would always come to this original lich to cure it. As long as the injury was not weird, there was nothing that could not be cured.
In the past, no matter whether I had become skinny and bones due to the eight kinds of powers being poured into my body, or my whole human form was unstable, I could turn out a full screen of arms like the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara or a peacock with a flick of my hand. It's not just a physical injury.
Therefore, Lin didn't blame anyone if Fen's treatment was not good. Anyway, judging from the results, those problems were finally solved.
This time I cut off my hand, but I didn't take it to heart at all, because it was considered a minor injury in Fen's eyes. For a lich who was proficient in the resurrection spell, how difficult was it to regenerate limbs?
But it happened that it was this kind of thing that everyone thought was not difficult, and Fenza hit a wall.
Seeing that the time for Fen to cast the spell continues to lengthen, it seems that there is no end. If a person is cut in half, his kung fu can make the lower body grow out of the upper body, and the upper body grow out of the lower body, turning into two whole people, but his own My wrist didn't respond at all.
Fen stopped, as if he didn't believe in evil, and cut off another section of the healed wrist with one stroke of the knife. He slapped someone who was shouting, and stopped the annoying noise. In this way, the palm still cannot regenerate, and blood foam keeps coming out from the section.
After two attempts to no avail, Fen finally stopped, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your hand? Why do I feel like there's a strange force preventing the magic from taking effect."
"I cut it off myself." Lin blew on the broken wrist, as if doing so could relieve the pain, and recounted the situation of the severed hand. Although he didn't add any jealousy, it was inevitable that some subjective thoughts were mixed in.
Of course, Fen was not a little girl. She would gnash her teeth when she heard about bad people, and she would look like a nymphomaniac when she heard about good people. She listened carefully while thinking about possible problems.