Chapter 374

Tofdil's smile is very infectious, which can make people really feel that he is very happy. His eyes are not big, but they are very bright. The crow's feet wrinkles when he smiles, which is very grounded.

"Good day, Mr. tovdil." Jonas said hello in a hurry. Bririna covered her mouth and snickered. "It's evening."

The old man pointed to miss dark elf, "yes, it's a wonderful night. Ha ha, boy, what's going on in your head? Oh, you won't sleep all day, will you? Hurry to the canteen, there should be some bread and tomato soup

Jonas patted himself on the forehead. He knew that it was evening before he went to bed. He seemed to be sleepy and didn't think very clearly.

"Thank you for your concern. The student has a bold request. I wonder if you can do me a little favor?"

"Of course, of course, anytime, son."

When Jonas took out the stinky, crumpled power of the elements, bririna let out a cry of shock. Tofdil beat the boy on the head angrily. "Sleep on the book, drool? You are so good! If you are seen like this by urago, you will be forbidden to borrow any books! "

Ulage was the librarian. He was grumpy to people and very gentle to books. He didn't like students very much.

"I'm wrong! Please don't tell on me, please Jonas covered his head and began to cry, which made everyone around him look at him.

Tovdil sighed. "Well, you can keep this book for yourself. It's not a precious thing anyway."

Bririna: eh? Doesn't it really matter? Because I also have one... "

Jonas was shocked. "Is the college so rich? Such a precious book can be handed over to the students in this way. "

Tofdil laughed. "It's just a mass-produced replica. Each faction has its own ultimate mystery. These books will be given to excellent students, so that they can take the last step smoothly. You see, that man." they looked along the direction of the old man's fingers, and the onlookers also followed. There was a man looking around with his head down Tiger man.

"That boy is from the magic department. He's looking for the master's secret plan. There are four books in total. It's better to find them all. It's a little more troublesome than your destruction department."

Jonas sent out a soul torture, "then who put these four secrets?" The onlookers craned their necks like a group of geese waiting for food, with big doubts in their small eyes.

"Ha ha, I'll tell you two in secret, come on," the naughty tofdil whispered in Jonas's ear instead of avoiding the students around him. "Their tutor will put it away secretly after the students apply, and then give them a spell to find it."

Jonas was so surprised that he said, "I know how to play!"

People around scratch their hearts with a hundred claws, showing their teeth in anger, "how to play?"

Bririna covered her mouth. "I won't tell you!"

"Oh --" the crowd sighed, showing a look of contempt for them, and finally could only let it go.

"Jonas, would you like to go to Sattar with me? There are still a lot of places

"Thank you for your kindness, but I've been in good shape recently..."

"If you don't go, maybe some old Orc will hear about the Brayton boy's spitting up his books."

“…… The state is full, impossible not to go, must go! Don't stop me. I'm the right-hand little assistant of my dear tutor tovdil! That's it. It's up to you. Go to Sattar! "

The old man showed a kind smile, and the crow's feet in the corner of his eyes were deeply sunken. To Jonas, that was the devil's abyss

As tofdil walks away with her hands behind her back, bririna nervously invites Jonas to sit in her dorm.

The dark elf girl in her forties has the posture of a girl. The room is simple and elegant, with clean blue lace, white cloth covering the table, tea table, silver kettle, porcelain plate and cup. There is a glass vase on the bedside table with a large bunch of lavender. The walls are clean, and the corners are neat and dry, without dust and water stains. There is a lantern on the ceiling, which has been lit, with a faint smell of grease. The bookshelves against the wall are full of large parts. There is a magic light on the desk, just like a small bamboo pole with a ball of cotton candy. On the desk are scattered several books, manuscript paper, quill pen, ink, and the power of elements in the middle.

Jonas casually put the power of elements in his pocket, but he didn't mean to cherish it at all. Such a rude gesture made bririna frown.

The dark elf asked the boy to sit down at the tea table. She brought a pot of hot tea. Jonas asked her if she had any wine. Bririna was stunned for a moment and looked at the boy with serious and reproachful eyes. Jonas responded with a rude gesture.

Finally, Jonas's hands more than a bottle of Xueman produced honey wine, "good thing, is not mixed with water, good drink!"

The boy's performance is abnormal, and he does not feel normal. Some wonderful hallucinations are like waking up in the dust, like spring ice melt water, gurgling out of a hole in his brain. He saw the old mage Gordo wandering in the corner of the room, stretching out his dirty fingers like chicken claws and scraping the books on the bookshelf Closely arranged works, fingers swimming, beating the spine of the book to send out daddada"Hey! Are you listening? "

Jonas took his head back slightly. "Oh, please go on."

Bririna pursed her mouth, a little angry. Her bright black eyes were staring at the boy's colorful iris. These wonderful eyes, just like the treasure of God, were so beautiful that people were ecstatic. Bririna still remembered the light reflected from his eyes when she saw him hanging upside down, which was also so beautiful.

With a sigh, Mayo repeated her words, "I'm really sorry. I'm so curious. I saw your phantom just now. It must be that you have made great progress in your schoolwork. Can I ask you what you saw when you fell asleep?"

Jonas yawned. "See a piece of history."

"History?"

"Have you ever heard of Gordo?"

……

Yinfeng basin.

The huge bonfire has been extinguished, and the burnt pine charcoal is covered with water vapor after a short spring rain, giving off a bright light. Its simple form is like the totem worshipped by primitive people, full of natural texture.

The heads of the two giants were scattered by the fire, and the withered faces of the vicissitudes of life were filled with dull anger, and the blood infiltrated the earth.

Black sandalwood soldiers stand on a stone, looking to the southeast, the towering huosijia snow peak, the throat of the world, the brilliant light rises a little bit.

It's daybreak.

Ding Ling - Ding Ling!

A clear bell rang in the distance.

The man in white with an umbrella appeared from behind the gentle slope, beside a woman in red with a beautiful mask.

"Here you are."

"Here I am."

"Very punctual."

"You're on time, too."

"So we start?" The soldier drew out the ebony sword at his waist, and the blade was bent like a willow branch in the wind.

"Anytime." The man in the white robe untied his shoulder strap, and the huge copper umbrella fell to the ground, standing like an invincible flag. The woman beside him handed him a huge steel sword. He clenched it tightly, danced a sword ring gently, and the morning light murmured on the flowing white metal.

The sound of the bell became more and more urgent when the long wind came.