Chapter 270

"Hey, hey... It's just in your sentence," you look younger than your actual age. "! Boy, this Mrs. Liszt, I know her, too. She should be in her early 30s... Don't you think she looks too young? If you don't ask her age, everyone will regard her as a girl of seventeen or eighteen. "

Dewey shook his head. "It's no surprise. She was born into a rich family. Since I was a child, I have been enjoying delicious food in royal guards. My life is superior. I'm naturally well maintained. I'm good at keeping my face. It's not strange that I look younger and more beautiful. "

"Hum hum..." green robed Gandalf sneered repeatedly, which made Du Wei feel a little hairy. Then he suddenly said, "Du Wei, how old is your mother this year?"

"My mother?"

Du Wei thought for a moment, but he could not help frowning. He was puzzled.

In fact, Dewey had some strange feelings about Mrs. Liszt, but he didn't really understand what was wrong. What's more, he really has a headache about this lady's "proposal". Even if it's too late to avoid it, where will he send it to her?

Now he was picked up by green hat, he was a smart man, and immediately understood what was wrong!

Even if it is God's blessing, no matter how to maintain her face, a woman in her thirties can never maintain her face as if she were an 18-year-old girl! What's more, this lady presides over such a big family and works hard all the year round, which can make women grow old! But this lady Liszt

If you are born rich, you have a better life. Dewey's own present, the Countess of the Rowling family is the same! Before the countess married, she was also a lady of the nobility. If we say that the living conditions are not necessarily worse than Mrs. Liszt! Dewey's mother is also a famous beauty in the aristocratic circle. The same royal food is well maintained, but she is not as young as Mrs. Liszt!

To put it bluntly, it's evil to keep your face as good as Mrs. Liszt's!

Seeing Dewey thinking in silence. Gandalf, green robe, laughed and his face was full of pride: "you don't know. Boy, I don't blame you for being ignorant. I'm afraid there are few people who know such things in the whole mainland! Hum... "

"You just like to show off..." Duwei muttered: "well, you are my teacher now. What gossip do you have. Don't hide it, either. Let's talk about it

Gandalf gave a mysterious smile and then whispered, "this woman... She's not human!"

Dewey almost fell out of his chair with a shudder.

Not people? Is it a monster? It's not really a monster, is it? The world. Is there a fox spirit or something?

Looking at Gandalf in surprise, Gandalf said with a smile: "well, that's a long story... You should know something about the ancient history of this continent, don't you?"

Dewey took a deep breath. Calmed down for a while, nodded and said: "I know a little... I only know that in ancient times, there were not only human beings on this continent. It seems to be because of a big war or something. Some other races, exiled by gods, left the continent and moved northward, crossing the sacred mountain... Now the dragon people guard the sacred mountain just to guard the gateway of the continent. Don't let the exiled races come back. "

At this point, Dewey vaguely guessed something: "is this Mrs. Liszt not a human? What is the exiled race? But... She doesn't look like an orc or a dwarf... Is she an elf? Er, it's said that the elves are famous for their beauty... Although I have never met the elves, I also know that the elves are much shorter than ordinary people, and... Their ears are long and sharp, right? "

"It's the elves." Gandalf said with a faint smile: "it's just not a pure spirit. Hum, other races on the mainland have been exiled. If there are still elves or other tribes in this continent. Long ago, the temple was directly exterminated as a heresy! It is said that in ancient times, most of the criminals were exiled. A small number of people who have not left have long been slaughtered by human beings. How can there be pure elves on the mainland now? This Mrs. Liszt, I guess, is mostly a mixture of human and elves. She has the blood of elves. I can't be wrong about that. However, when it comes to her generation, I'm afraid that the blood is already very thin, so there are not many features of the elves in appearance. However, the legend of the elves has a longer life span than human beings, and they are more beautiful and good at keeping their faces... It is said that in ancient times, some of the elves with nearly 100 years old all looked similar to the young women of human beings. "

Du Wei opened his mouth: "but... But because she looks very young, I can't tell."

Gandalf pointed to his eyes: "this is certainly not the only proof. I've looked up a lot of classics... Hum, the first time I saw this woman was two years ago. You haven't noticed her eyes, have you

After a pause, Gandalf said, "we Roland people have blue eyes, green eyes and brown eyes... But Mrs. Liszt, although her eyes are blue, her pupils are different from ordinary people. I vaguely felt her breath that day. She is not a pure human. Of course, there is a slight difference in her breath. Although ordinary people can't feel it, we can detect this slight difference with our magic sense. At that time, I added my observation. Her eyes are really different. Her pupils are a little purple. If you don't look carefully, I'm afraid you can't see it. "

Gandalf's statement surprised Du Wei: "Elven blood?"

"What's wrong with my judgment?" Gandalf snorted: "the blood of the elves is very precious!! I'm glad to see it! On the mainland, there are still people with ELF blood! According to the legend, the elves are born with special magic talent. Although the power of the elves is not as powerful as the Dragon language magic. But it's profound and mysterious, but it's not bad at all. I've been addicted to the study of magic all my life. I can meet an elf lineage. Of course, I don't want to let it go, so I want to catch her and go back to study slowly. It's a pity that I was bumped into by the high Knight of the temple. I didn't want to break my promise... Hum, I spared the knight's life and pretended to retreat. It's just that. I was still a little curious about this woman of ELF blood, so I deliberately applied a curse magic on her, so that she would gradually petrify in the future for a period of time. I just wanted to try to see if the elf hybrid has any wonderful reaction to our human magic... "

Dewey asked, "well... After you cursed, why didn't you go to her again?"

Gandalf green robe shook his head: "later, I had something to leave... Hum, it has something to do with you! My apprentice Joanna. Although this girl was playing around alone, there was a magic connection between us all the time. But those days, suddenly lost contact with her, a trace of induction can not feel, I am worried about what happened to this girl. As a last resort... Although the spirit hybrid is precious, after all, my apprentice is more important. In order to find the apprentice, I left in a hurry. "

That's all. He said with a smile: "later, I thought of this half blood spirit. I left in a hurry that day, and I didn't release the petrified magic for her. I don't know what happened to her. Either she was petrified to death, or her own family was powerful. I could always find a magician to release the magic for her."

Dewey couldn't help sighing... This old man. It's really audacious. He tried it with other people's lives, and he didn't care about it at all... As expected, he regarded people's lives like weeds.

But the old man gave Du Wei a difficult problem: "it's a surprise for me to see this woman here today... But since she is your friend, I'm sorry to embarrass my apprentice... I don't need to take her back to study slowly. But it's not too much to ask for a bottle of blood, is it? She is such a living person. Take such a small bottle of blood. It doesn't hurt her. After a day or two of rest, she recovers

He seemed afraid that Dewey would not agree. He added: "I once got a broken thing about the magic of the ancient elves. I've been willing to try it for a long time. Unfortunately, I haven't had a chance... If you can get me a bottle of blood, I'll study it. If I get the results... Hey, boy, you are already my disciple. If I can study the spirit magic, won't I teach you? "

Dewey is not very interested in the magic of the elves, to be honest. There are too many things he can do now, and he has a tendency to be greedy. Whether it's star fighting, star magic, ordinary magic, or big snow mountain witchcraft, it's a long way to go to the top of everything. One more elf magic is not attractive to Dewey.

It's just... This old green hat guy just asked for his opinions for his own face. Besides, he is eccentric, which is quite different from Gandalf. If he doesn't agree with me... Annoys this strange old man... He doesn't take human life seriously. If he insists on going his own way, he will force his own way. I'm afraid that Mrs. Liszt's life will be in danger. This old man doesn't pay attention to the influence of the Liszt family. If he wants to be tough, Dewey can't stop him.

Thinking of this, Du Wei sighed: "OK... A bottle of blood is not a big problem..." after a pause, Du Wei suddenly said with a bitter smile: "you... If a bottle of blood is used up and nothing has been found, you won't let me go to someone else to draw blood, will you?"

Gandalf raised his eyebrows, thought about it, and said: "the magic of the elves is profound and difficult to understand. I also got some broken things in disorder. If I want to study it, I'm afraid it's not enough. However, my old man has already looked at your face and won't let her go. If it's not enough, you can do it! "

Sure enough... In the end, we have to play a rogue.

But this old lunatic, Dewey, can't be provoked now.

In desperation, he was urged by the old man to run to see Mrs. Liszt. This gorgeous lady has already been frightened by what happened to Gandalf today!

In fact, when Mrs. Liszt was in trouble by the old man in green for the first time, she had already seen through her secret. But as a human of ELF blood, her secret is very important, and she dare not reveal it!

You know, no matter where the elves are, they are heretic on the mainland now! If the secret of one's own blood is revealed. I'm afraid that the first one in the temple will come out to trouble me! At that time, no matter how powerful the Liszt family is, it will be no bigger than the temple! To get rid of the heresy punished by the gods to deal with yourself, you will be doomed.

Because of this, Mrs. Liszt was in great fear at the moment. When Du Wei came to see her, the first thought in her heart was: he knows, too?!

The old magician in green, Dewey seems to call him "teacher". This is terrible! The Liszt family is afraid that it won't take long for this matter to spread. It's going to be erased from the mainland!

As soon as Du Wei entered the door, he saw the beauty who was barely pretending to be calm. Her face was still pale, and her lips were tightly pressed. Although she tried to make a calm appearance, the confusion in her eyes betrayed her heart.

Dewey couldn't bear to embarrass Mrs. Liszt. After all, the other party was always friendly to him. He sighed and didn't wait for Mrs. Liszt to speak. "Madam... Please..."

With that, he looked left and right.

Mrs. Liszt immediately understood and let all her men go out. Dewey sighed and said in a low voice, "madam, I won't say anything more. Don't worry. I know what you're worried about. But I promise no one else will know about it. But as you know, my teacher is eccentric. He won't talk about it, but he won't come to you. It's up to you to make a little sacrifice. "

With that, he pointed to the small bottle on the table and said in a low voice, "I don't ask much, just borrow a little of your blood."

Mrs. Liszt's heart trembled, and her voice trembled even more: "you... You know?"

Dewey said with a smile: "don't worry, madam... I'm not a believer in the temple! The doctrine of the goddess of light has nothing to do with me. "

Mrs. Liszt looked a little more calm, and then she did not speak. Suddenly he turned around and took out a silver knife from the drawer. He bit his teeth and cut his finger, quietly dripping blood into the bottle.

The whole process is very strange, two people are silent. Du Wei saw such a delicate beauty was forced to bleed, and his heart was filled with impatience. It's just that he can't help it himself, and that's the only way. Only in this way can Mrs. Liszt be saved.

"All right." It's just a small bottle of blood. But after all, she's a woman, plus the pain. His face was pale, shaking hands, he handed over the blood bottle and said in a low voice, "take it."

"Thank you, madam." Du Wei felt a little guilty, reached for it and said, "I..."

"Needless to say." Leicester took a deep breath, as if he had instantly recovered the smart and capable appearance of the head of the family, and his voice became indifferent: "please don't forget your promise, Duchess! Don't let anyone else know about this matter... The life and death of my Liszt family lies in your thoughts! "

With that, she turned around and stopped looking at Dewey.

Duvet sighed, took the bottle, pushed the door and left.

After Dewey left, listeff suddenly softened and his strength seemed to be pulled away. Just now, I forced my support just to prevent the other side from seeing my weakness. There was no one in the room at the moment, and she suddenly sat down on the ground, full of fear.

Du Wei took such a blood bottle back to the old man green hat. The old man was very happy and excited. After taking it, he looked at it carefully for a long time, and then sniffed it for a long time. It seemed that he could not help drinking some of the blood of the elves. Fortunately, Dewey timely reminded Gandalf green robe to wake up.

But the old man looked very happy and said, "good! I can't help thanking you for this... Well, boy. You became my apprentice and called me a teacher several times. I should have taught you some magic earlier... But now, with this bottle of blood, I'm anxious to study the spirit magic. Now I really don't have the heart to teach you anything. I'll give you a good thing. You must like it. "

With that, he felt for a long time in his robe, but at last he found a crystal ball as black as ink! At a glance, Du Wei saw that on the crystal ball, there was a dark air like ink, in which there was a golden light. It looks like a crystal ball of the dark magic of the dead. But when you look at it carefully, the dark air doesn't look like the pure air of the dead.

"This is..."

"Hey, hey, this is not the spirit of the dead. This is the crystal ball that imprisons the soul of the dead!" Green robed Gandalf laughed: "there's nothing in it. It's just the little golden dragon lizard I slaughtered on my way to earth that day... Its dragon soul is a good thing. After I slaughtered it, I accepted its dragon soul and kept it here all the time. Now I'll give it to you... It's the best thing. It's the soul of the pure golden dragon. It's used to make magic props, but it's powerful! "

After a pause, Gandalf frowned and said, "it's a pity... You probably don't know the dark magic of the dead... And I really don't have much time now. Otherwise, I'll take you to several ancient battlefields, find some keels, and I'll teach you to refine a bone dragon to use the soul of the Golden Dragon. It's an excellent bone dragon pet! In this world, no one has ever been able to use the soul of the golden dragon to refine the bone dragon! But also an adult, complete gold dragon soul