"You are that person from the City of Verdun. I know you. You fought with the Royal Dragon Knights of the Kingdom of Deswell in the City of Verdun." When the man heard Ling Zhixuan say this, he looked at Ling Zhixuan and then spoke in a low voice.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Are you from the Dragon Kingdom who stayed at my house that night?" Ling Zhixuan nodded, and the man waved his hand. Ling Zhixuan broke free from the force, and Jingxuan also ran away quickly.
Arrive at Ling Zhixuan. The man hovered down from mid-air, came to Jingxuan and Ling Zhixuan, and said: "That night, due to the interference of the Royal Knights, I am very sorry." Ling Zhixuan also said politely: "You let me
I have seen the true strength of a Western magician." As he spoke, Ling Zhixuan looked at the man, but he could not see the man's face anyway. The man always hid his face in a dark cloak, showing a trace of mystery.
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"So, you should be in a Western country, why are you here?" Ling Zhixuan asked.
"To be honest, I was originally a magician from the Farah Empire, and I made a living by selling magic tools in the Deswell Kingdom. However, my apprentice Kugel committed a major crime in the Deswell Kingdom and was hunted down by the Royal Knights.
, you also saw the battle that night. The dragon knight was too powerful. After I was defeated, I escaped from the city of Verdun and started wandering. When I passed by, I vaguely felt a powerful dragon power, so I followed
I came here with the breath of a dragon. Well, let me open my eyes and see the dragons of your Eastern Dragon Kingdom."
"I'm sorry for your experience, but there is no dragon here as you mentioned." Ling Zhixuan concealed the matter about the dragon beads. You could see that the magician was a little disappointed. The magician glanced at Jingxuan and exclaimed: "This is
, Lost Lotus?" The magician saw the lotus mark on Jingxuan's forehead. He was a little excited and looked at Jingxuan carefully, but Jingxuan was so frightened that she held Ling Zhixuan's arm tightly and did not dare to look up at that person.
Ling Zhixuan found that the magician seemed to know Jingxuan's lotus very well, so he asked: "Do you know the origin of this lotus?"
The man let out a long sigh and lamented: "The One Who Left the World." Ling Zhixuan and Jingxuan were confused by this title, but they were very willing to listen to the legend of the One Who Left the World.
"The Relict One is one of the ancient true gods. It is said that in the very distant ancient times, people had the ultimate pursuit of power, and some people even risked their lives. For example, the Flame Dragon God of your Dragon Kingdom, he was originally a practitioner.
But in order to break through his own limits, he signed a contract with a dragon from another world, became a true dragon, and became the leader of the dragon kingdom. The World Destroyer, in pursuit of the ultimate magic, combined technology with magic, but he failed. The powerful
Magic and technology destroyed the ancient western continent, which was called the Phoenix Explosion in history. As for the survivor, he was originally a practitioner of Eastern physical arts, but he realized a truth, that is, to put himself outside the world.
He could practice without distracting thoughts, but in the end his belief turned into obsession and exaggerated the confinement of the world on practice, so he broke away from the world of mortals and abandoned the whole world, hence the name: the one who left the world, which is what people call it nowadays.
Buddha. However, his penance was successful. Not only did he achieve great achievements in physical skills, but even Eastern Taoism and magic were unmatched. He reached a state of transcendence and transcendence of life and death, and he was the same as the divine dragon and the destroyer of the world.
He is also known as the True God, and for thousands of years, people have been able to prove his existence on the murals of ancient ruins, but no one has actually encountered the relic. The lotus mark on this girl's forehead is what he traded with others.
Mark, someone has specifically studied his style, that is, as long as the chips are high, the relic can even bring people back to life, but the price may not be affordable by anyone." After hearing this, Jingxuan seemed to understand something, and asked Ling Zhixuan: "
What is the bargaining chip?" Ling Zhixuan said vaguely after hearing this: "What bargaining chip? There is no bargaining chip." Jingxuan asked: "What exactly is the bargaining chip that brought me back to life? What if this lotus mark is just my mark as a trading object?
If so, what's the point of my resurrection?" When the magician heard Jingxuan's question to Ling Zhixuan, he realized that he seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said, so he waved his sleeves and disappeared.
Ling Zhixuan tried his best to hide the price he had paid, fearing that Jingxuan would do something bad.
"You won't tell me, right? Then I will go on a hunger strike until you tell me the truth. What kind of deal did you have with that remnant?" Ling Zhixuan said helplessly: "Jingxuan, I have been bruised all over my body in order to save you, can I still
What are you going to trade with the Relict? Don’t think too much about it.”
A few days passed, and Jingxuan still didn't get the truth she wanted. No matter how Ling Zhixuan tried to coax her, Jingxuan just couldn't eat or drink. Seeing Jingxuan getting thinner and thinner, looking at that pitiful appearance, Ling Zhixuan finally
Said: "That's right, in order to resurrect you, the person called the Relictor and I have reached a certain consensus, that is, I will go to Thousand Buddha Cliff to worship the Buddha statue once a year."
"That's all?" Jingxuan was dubious.
"That's all. I was afraid that you were too fragile to climb the stairs of Thousand Buddha Cliff, so I decided that I would go to worship every year and didn't tell you." Ling Zhixuan did not dare to tell Jingxuan the truth for fear that he would not be able to
Accept it. Only then did Jingxuan believe in Ling Zhixuan.
But the tree was about to be quiet but the wind was not stopping. Jingxuan and Ling Zhixuan's secluded life had not lasted for a few days. One evening, it was raining heavily. Ling Zhixuan and Jingxuan were cuddling on the bamboo bed. Ling Zhixuan told Jingxuan all kinds of strange stories about the ghost side.
Jingxuan was originally afraid of ghosts and ghosts. After hearing what Ling Zhixuan said about evil spirits, she couldn't help but have a cold war. However, Ling Zhixuan protected Jingxuan with one hand and said: "Don't be afraid, you are so kind.
, why do those evil spirits come to you?" But as soon as he finished speaking, a thunder exploded from outside the wooden house, and a bolt of lightning tore through the rainy night, illuminating the wooden house like daylight, and when the lightning flashed, a dark shadow of a human head was reflected
At the window of the wooden house, Jingxuan shouted in fright: "Ah! There is... someone, by the window." Ling Zhixuan was also frightened into a cold sweat by Jingxuan's shouting, but when Ling Zhixuan looked in the direction Jingxuan said,
, Sure enough, a figure was attached to the window. Ling Zhixuan held a spear in his hand, pointed at the window and said, "Who is it?" For a long time, it continued to rain heavily outside the house, and thunder could be heard from time to time, but the figure outside the house was already attached to the window, and there was no
In answer to Ling Zhixuan's question, Jingxuan hid behind Ling Zhixuan and asked in a low voice: "Could it be a ghost?" Ling Zhixuan's brows were serious. He knew that there was something outside the house. But Ling Zhixuan didn't know about him. Suddenly, a sound
His blood-red palms explored the edge of the window. Traces of blood mixed with raindrops dripped on the window edge. Ling Zhixuan mustered up the courage to fly outside the house.
The rain wet Ling Zhixuan's long hair, and under his dazzling cold light, a man was leaning against the window, his body covered with blood stains, and a long sword was inserted into the man's belly. The man's face was pale. After seeing Ling Zhixuan,
He smiled coldly and then closed his eyes. Ling Zhixuan's hands were shaking, but his eyes were solemn. He knew who that person was, Long Ao. On the rainy night, Ling Zhixuan and Jingxuan worked together to carry Long Ao into the house. And he
His breath was weak and his body was covered in bruises.
The next day, the heavy rain had stopped, and birds chirping could be heard outside the house. Long Ao slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on the wooden bed, and his body had been wrapped in layers of hemostatic cloths, with the blood inserted in his abdomen.
The long sword was also taken out. He walked out of the house and found Ling Zhixuan and Jingxuan making medicine for him. Ling Zhixuan turned around and saw Long Ao walking out of the house, so he walked up to help him
Ling Zhixuan helped him to a wooden chair in the yard, and the three of them gathered around a willow table. Long Ao was expressionless and sat at the table. Ling Zhixuan brought a bowl of medicinal soup and put it in front of him. Long Ao still sat upright.
, said: "Long time no see. Hero!" Ling Zhixuan knew that Long Ao was deliberately mentioning the matter of Dragon City, so he said: "The fire in Dragon City was my fault, but I had too many inner demons at that time. Please forgive me.
I. I don’t dare call myself a hero after all.”
"Huh!" Long Ao looked serious and did not look at Ling Zhixuan. Ling Zhixuan also knew that Long Ao was only angry for a moment, so he said with concern: "Now that you are seriously injured, why not rest here for the time being and return to Long Ao after you recover?"
Country." When Long Ao heard Ling Zhixuan say this, he lowered his head in shame, and then raised his head and laughed angrily: "Hahaha! Wait until you recover? I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until that time." Long Ao's words were laced with emotion.
Feeling sad, Ling Zhixuan also consoled him: "I can understand your mood, but how can you go into battle and kill the enemy with this broken body?"
"What do you know? In the Dragon Kingdom today, only the imperial capital Canglong City is left. The other cities have fallen and been ceded. This country is in pieces. When I recover, I may not even have a chance to collect the corpses for the soldiers!"
"What, only the Imperial Capital is left?" After hearing the news, Ling Zhixuan immediately stood up, with a solemn expression, and let out a long sigh. Jingxuan also looked at Ling Zhixuan's dazed eyes. She knew that Ling Zhixuan had always been
Unable to let go of the Dragon Kingdom. Long Ao said sadly: "From now on, there will be no Dragon Kingdom in the world." Ling Zhixuan clenched his fists, his arms were shaking, and his eyes were like torches. But after thinking for a long time, he quietly did it, and Ling Zhixuan seemed to be able to hear it.
The people of the Dragon Kingdom were wailing, but after all, he owed Jingxuan too much. Between family and country, he could only choose one. Long Ao then began to say generously: "Ling Zhixuan, your talents should not be buried. You are the leader of the Dragon Kingdom."
Hero, when the country is in trouble, you should be on the battlefield, not here to love each other. Now that the Dragon Kingdom is almost destroyed, you are here to be happy and happy. Are you worthy of the title of hero? Why don't you come back with me?
To Canglong City..." Before Long Ao finished speaking, Ling Zhixuan lowered his head and said softly: "I will not go back. This is my home. After all, I owe Jingxuan too much. I promised her
, I want to protect her for the rest of my life." After Long Ao heard Ling Zhixuan's words, he stood up and yelled at Ling Zhixuan: "Protect? What you should protect is your country and your king, not a mortal woman. You,
You are a citizen of the Dragon Kingdom. You are hopeless!" Ling Zhixuan listened to Long Ao's scolding without saying a word. When Long Ao saw that Ling Zhixuan didn't even respond at all, he knew that he was despairing and unwilling to return to Long Ao.
He dragged his broken body out of the courtyard, raised his head in grief and shouted: "Home and country, home and country, home is home, country! No more country." Hearing Long Ao's dejected afterimage, Ling Zhixuan watched him go.
, when Long Ao disappeared on the horizon, Ling Zhixuan's suppressed emotions finally broke out. He lowered his feet and raised his chest, and said crazily: "Hate cannot be returned wrapped in horse leather!" Then he suddenly knelt down in the direction of the Eastern Dragon Kingdom,
He kowtowed three times and shouted: "I'm sorry, I can't let go after all! I'm sorry! My Dragon Kingdom!"