Gordon ran into the dense shadows of the garden area, his steps already sloppy and his tendons torn in several places. He climbed up a date palm tree, leaned against a branch, and tried his best to suppress his breathing.
This area is a residential area for the rich, with green trees, luxuriant flowers and luxuriant flowers. There are mansions with snow-white vaulted ceilings located among them. Each house has a high and sharp brass fence erected with hanging hangings on it.
Ring the bell. There are bulldogs as big as calves raised in the yard, and private guards stay up all night, patrolling back and forth.
Gordon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glanced at the surrounding houses. He had to find a place to rest. Several bones in his back were broken, his internal organs were also shocked, and he vomited several mouthfuls of blood. There were wounds in his lower abdomen.
It burst open again, and blood seeped out of the bandage.
Suddenly there was a slight sound from above.
Gordon looked up and saw that it was a duplex mansion adjacent to the trees, immersed in the mottled moonlight. The balcony on the second floor stretched out, just above his head. If he stood up straight, his arms would still be a little short.
Reach the edge of the balcony.
The door shaft "squeaked" and turned, and the door leading to the balcony was pushed open slightly. A graceful slender shadow was cast on the balcony, moving lightly and swaying in the moonlight.
Gordon curled up and huddled into the canopy of the tree, and the cool ice chrysanthemum dagger slipped out of his sleeves. Fian Ying should be a woman, kidnapped her first and used her as a hostage, and then hid in the mansion to recuperate?
"Soldier, who told you to come here?" The woman stopped suddenly, put her hands on her hips with a smile, looked down at Gordon, and recognized his position at a glance.
Gordon was slightly startled, and retracted the Ice Judg into his cuffs. The woman's words were actually a line, derived from a popular love drama "I Put My Husband in Bed". When the male and female protagonists meet for the first time, the heroine
Standing on the balcony on the second floor, read this popular love dialogue.
"It was a painful rib I lost that called me to this place. She is right in front of me, on the edge of the blooming night. Even in silence, I can hear the huge waves she set off in my heart.
"Gordon whispered the following lines to test the woman's reaction.
"How many beauties have you said this to?" The woman shook her long hair and read out the next line of dialogue familiarly.
Gordon kept his expression secret, and it turned out that he was an aristocratic lady who was addicted to love and fantasy. Maybe he could use some flirting techniques to persuade women to obey. His family taught him these things, but he had never practiced it himself.
Gordon stood up, held the treetops, and said affectionately: "It may have happened before, but it will never happen again, and the sweet temptation of the devil cannot make me change my mind. You are the happiness I have been looking for, my most precious
Tears, the rib I can never part with."
The woman chuckled: "Soldier, have you really fallen in love with me? You must know that love is an unpredictable flame, which will only burn the fluttering moths. You must know that love is a cold and sharp sword, which will only stab.
Soft heart. You must know that love is a strong and lonely cage, which can only restrain the wings of freedom."
"But I am willing to be burned by you, stabbed by you, and bound by you!"
"Sooner or later you will hate me."
"No hate can replace love."
"No, that's just now. The wind of time will blow everything away."
"I swear--"
"Oaths can also be blown away by the wind."
"Then I will become the wind and carry you with me forever. I don't have a horse, but if you are willing to go over mountains and cross country with me and cross the most distant sea in the world, my love will be our horse."
The woman hooked her fingers at Gordon below and read out the last line of this drama: "Then why don't you come up?"
Gordon jumped up, put his palms on the edge of the balcony, and turned over.
The two looked at each other.
Under the moonlight, the girl's face has a unique beauty. The eyelashes are thick and long, the eyes are large, and the black eyes are flashing with wild flames. Her lips are slightly thick, but the outline is beautiful, the color is cherry red, and the corners of the mouth are slightly
She looks a bit cunning when turned up. Her long hair is emerald color, smooth and straight, as if she can smell the fragrance of leaves. The most special thing is her ears, which are pointed and slender, with fine white hairs like dandelions.
.
This is a forest elf! She looks about twenty years old. To be precise, she is more like a hybrid descendant of humans and forest elf.
Gordon was surprised and held the handle of the dagger in his sleeve alertly.
Forest elves belong to the fey species and live in the vast and boundless forest of the Fairy Domain all year round. All forest elves are beautiful, good at singing and dancing, and are proficient in literature, painting, musical instruments, sculptures... Almost all forest elves are masters of art. Except for
In addition, the martial arts of the forest elves should not be underestimated. They are good at the light and fast sword dance, and their archery skills are even more superb. Itami Haru, one of the top ten masters in the world, is a pure-blooded forest elf.
Forest elves are very popular in human society, especially among the aristocracy, and are often invited to perform at major festivals and events. Their temperaments are proud and simple, and they are easy to get along with once you get to know them. However, forest elves rarely intermarry with humans. They have a long history of
The most common forest elf can live for a thousand years. If you fall in love with a human, you will be widowed sooner or later.
"You are a soldier, are you surprised?" The girl glanced at Gordon's leggings and leather boots, and the corners of her mouth curled up again.
Gordon said: "Yes, I didn't expect to meet a beautiful forest elf at midnight like this." He couldn't help but secretly wonder, how could a forest elf live in a city close to the desert?
"Only half a forest spirit." The girl said in a playful tone. "To be honest, I'm surprised that you can recite such a long dialogue in a drama. You don't look like a soldier of the Sand Fox Tribe at all.
If you take off your fake beard, it will look even less like you."
Gordon's heart skipped a beat. His eyes glanced at the other girl's delicate throat, and he almost stabbed the girl with the dagger. But he couldn't figure out the girl's details, so he would never act rashly. "Miss, I never said that I was." He said casually.
Lose your beard, peel off the propolis flour on your face, and restore your original look.
"Oh!" the girl whistled softly, "Beautiful boy, you hit me like a bolt of lightning. Can you be my lover? I will cover your window sill with fiery red roses."
Gordon was stunned for a moment, and the girl suddenly smiled like a charming wild cat: "Don't be so sentimental, I'm just reading a dialogue for a drama, and I don't like a pretty face like you. Well, you're injured, why don't you come to bed
Lie down well?" She waved to Gordon, the gemstone bracelet on her wrist shining brightly.
Without waiting for Gordon to speak, she turned around lightly, walked back to the room first, and kicked the things lying on the floor under the bed with silent and agile movements.