NOVEL FROG Moonlight Life at Hogwarts
Chapter 29 The King of the Elves (1)
Chapter 29 The King of Elves ([-])
Sunshine, scorching sun.
Sand, endless sand.
Aiwen walked forward, the wizard robe on his body was casually tied around his waist, the wand was inserted obliquely in the belt, as long as it could not be lost, the pendant was hung crookedly around his neck, and the salty sweat dripped from his forehead It came out, then evaporated quickly, the figure staggered, stepped into the sand with one foot, and then pulled it out again, such steps seemed to be repeated countless times.
He has been gone for a long time, so long that... he has lost track of time.
He also thought about giving up, so he lay on his back on the ground and fell into a drowsy sleep, but to despair, he woke up again, and his condition didn't get any better, so he had to keep walking, walking.
I also sat in the same place, savoring the baking of the scorching sun more intensely every second, but nothing happened, time has lost its meaning here.
He was also crazy before, he roared, his voice was extremely hoarse due to lack of water, he ran forward like crazy, however, what should be, or what, this is not hell, but it is better than hell.
Finally, he finally calmed down and walked forward step by step towards the direction of the sun. Occasionally, he would step on the ground. If he was on flat ground, he would stand up and continue walking. If he was on a high place, he would roll and fall. Then keep going.
A sand vulture flew over, staring at its blood-red eyes, as if it was waiting for him to fall to the ground. Aiwen was very happy in his heart. In this place, even if he encountered a moving skeleton, or a skeleton appeared out of thin air Undead, I'm afraid he will also feel happy...
However, the Sand Vulture flew away after all. It waited for too long, and Ivan did not fall to the ground, so it became angry and flew back again, waving its wings with few feathers left and swooping towards Ivan, and then Falling down in the sand near Aiwen, Aiwen licked his lips, picked up the sand vulture, opened its throat, sucked the blood inside, and continued walking towards the sun.
Immortality has never been a blessing, but a curse.
Gradually, he began to forget his memory. In this place, the memory he was once proud of finally lost its effect and gradually faded away.
A gigantic beast poked its head out from not far away, shaped like an earthworm, and its body was bigger than a train... No, what is a train?It was too late to think about it, it had already opened its bloody mouth, and its sharp teeth came into view like a meat grinder, and then swallowed Aiwen into its stomach. For it, Aiwen was too small, so It swallowed Ivan without chewing.
Wrapping Aiwen with corrosive gastric juice, Aiwen saw his body disappearing bit by bit, but strangely, his consciousness was still there. He smiled and felt relieved, so he closed his eyes. Closed eyes, waiting for death to come.
However, death has not come after all, he opened his eyes, he was lying on the sand, the corpse of the giant beast was lying beside him quietly, motionless, and on the other side was the oasis...
He stood up staggeringly, and wanted to walk towards the oasis. At this moment, he felt something hit his calf. He didn't care, and continued to walk forward. However, soon, his calf Then there was another sense of touch, this time he lowered his head, and a very petite figure fell to the ground, only a few inches long, with transparent wings behind him...
There were painful screams from all directions, as if warning Aiwen not to pick her up, but he thought for a while, he should be thinking, then he reached out and held her in his hand, very lightly , with almost no texture, and then walked towards the oasis, at the same time, a black line appeared on Aiwen's chest.
The oasis is right in front of you. Aiwen walked towards the oasis. However, every time he took a step, the oasis took a step back, and screams rang in his ears, as if telling him, put down what you are holding, and you will be able to enter The oasis, but Aiwen's heart did not fluctuate. He continued to walk towards the oasis, and the oasis continued to retreat. It was hope and despair.
Gradually, the screams turned into ridicules, mocking him for being so stupid, yet he was so persistent when he had a chance to survive, mocking that he would die and his soul would dissipate, mocking him as a powerless mortal who could not change anything after all matter.
Finally, Ivan was a little annoyed. He shook his head, trying to shake the laughter out of his mind, but the laughter became louder.
So, he sat down, laid the petite figure flat on his lap, and took out his wand with his right hand.
He stared at this wooden stick that should be very important to him, and then the top of the wooden stick gradually turned into a blade under his gaze.
Then, the thin blade slashed towards the left wrist, and a few drops of blood came out and dripped on the face of the petite figure, and then the blood couldn't drip anymore.
That's right, he's been walking for so long, sweating so much, it's not normal to have blood, he can't see himself, he must be very embarrassed.
After accepting the nourishment of the blood, the petite figure gradually came to her senses. She tried to open her eyes, saw a person who was almost a mummy, and giggled.
A drop of water fell, and Aiwen's back suddenly cooled down. He raised his head, and another drop of water fell. I don't know if it was inevitable or accidental. The rain fell between his eyebrows.
The sky suddenly darkened.
Countless drops of rain fell.
The jeering in my ears grew terrified, then faded away.
The petite figure shook her hair, and the blood was thrown into the sand by her, and happened to be picked up by a seed.
"Little... guy... guy." Ivan said hoarsely, like a dry bone in a tomb, his voice was very slow, as if he was re-learning this skill, and then he adapted, and his speech speed became normal again ,"May I have your name?"
The petite figure shook his head, flapped his transparent wings and flew up from Aiwen's lap, then pointed to Aiwen.
Ivan was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, and then he said, "In this case, your name is Aishara."
Aishara giggled and nodded, a drop of rain happened to hit her on the head, and she fell on Ivan's lap, and it took a long time for her to recover, and she regained her carefree look. It's just that this time she learned to be smart, and hid under Aiwen's magic robe, only a small head emerged.
The rain gradually stopped, and the oasis in front of him disappeared.
Before stepping in, I want to step in; after stepping in, it is an illusion.
The so-called oasis is both hope and despair.
Ivan put on the magic robe, inserted the wand into his waist, straightened the silver pendant, and continued to walk forward.
Not far away, he saw a white town, and...
A piece of Taoyuan.
……
……
(End of this chapter)
Sunshine, scorching sun.
Sand, endless sand.
Aiwen walked forward, the wizard robe on his body was casually tied around his waist, the wand was inserted obliquely in the belt, as long as it could not be lost, the pendant was hung crookedly around his neck, and the salty sweat dripped from his forehead It came out, then evaporated quickly, the figure staggered, stepped into the sand with one foot, and then pulled it out again, such steps seemed to be repeated countless times.
He has been gone for a long time, so long that... he has lost track of time.
He also thought about giving up, so he lay on his back on the ground and fell into a drowsy sleep, but to despair, he woke up again, and his condition didn't get any better, so he had to keep walking, walking.
I also sat in the same place, savoring the baking of the scorching sun more intensely every second, but nothing happened, time has lost its meaning here.
He was also crazy before, he roared, his voice was extremely hoarse due to lack of water, he ran forward like crazy, however, what should be, or what, this is not hell, but it is better than hell.
Finally, he finally calmed down and walked forward step by step towards the direction of the sun. Occasionally, he would step on the ground. If he was on flat ground, he would stand up and continue walking. If he was on a high place, he would roll and fall. Then keep going.
A sand vulture flew over, staring at its blood-red eyes, as if it was waiting for him to fall to the ground. Aiwen was very happy in his heart. In this place, even if he encountered a moving skeleton, or a skeleton appeared out of thin air Undead, I'm afraid he will also feel happy...
However, the Sand Vulture flew away after all. It waited for too long, and Ivan did not fall to the ground, so it became angry and flew back again, waving its wings with few feathers left and swooping towards Ivan, and then Falling down in the sand near Aiwen, Aiwen licked his lips, picked up the sand vulture, opened its throat, sucked the blood inside, and continued walking towards the sun.
Immortality has never been a blessing, but a curse.
Gradually, he began to forget his memory. In this place, the memory he was once proud of finally lost its effect and gradually faded away.
A gigantic beast poked its head out from not far away, shaped like an earthworm, and its body was bigger than a train... No, what is a train?It was too late to think about it, it had already opened its bloody mouth, and its sharp teeth came into view like a meat grinder, and then swallowed Aiwen into its stomach. For it, Aiwen was too small, so It swallowed Ivan without chewing.
Wrapping Aiwen with corrosive gastric juice, Aiwen saw his body disappearing bit by bit, but strangely, his consciousness was still there. He smiled and felt relieved, so he closed his eyes. Closed eyes, waiting for death to come.
However, death has not come after all, he opened his eyes, he was lying on the sand, the corpse of the giant beast was lying beside him quietly, motionless, and on the other side was the oasis...
He stood up staggeringly, and wanted to walk towards the oasis. At this moment, he felt something hit his calf. He didn't care, and continued to walk forward. However, soon, his calf Then there was another sense of touch, this time he lowered his head, and a very petite figure fell to the ground, only a few inches long, with transparent wings behind him...
There were painful screams from all directions, as if warning Aiwen not to pick her up, but he thought for a while, he should be thinking, then he reached out and held her in his hand, very lightly , with almost no texture, and then walked towards the oasis, at the same time, a black line appeared on Aiwen's chest.
The oasis is right in front of you. Aiwen walked towards the oasis. However, every time he took a step, the oasis took a step back, and screams rang in his ears, as if telling him, put down what you are holding, and you will be able to enter The oasis, but Aiwen's heart did not fluctuate. He continued to walk towards the oasis, and the oasis continued to retreat. It was hope and despair.
Gradually, the screams turned into ridicules, mocking him for being so stupid, yet he was so persistent when he had a chance to survive, mocking that he would die and his soul would dissipate, mocking him as a powerless mortal who could not change anything after all matter.
Finally, Ivan was a little annoyed. He shook his head, trying to shake the laughter out of his mind, but the laughter became louder.
So, he sat down, laid the petite figure flat on his lap, and took out his wand with his right hand.
He stared at this wooden stick that should be very important to him, and then the top of the wooden stick gradually turned into a blade under his gaze.
Then, the thin blade slashed towards the left wrist, and a few drops of blood came out and dripped on the face of the petite figure, and then the blood couldn't drip anymore.
That's right, he's been walking for so long, sweating so much, it's not normal to have blood, he can't see himself, he must be very embarrassed.
After accepting the nourishment of the blood, the petite figure gradually came to her senses. She tried to open her eyes, saw a person who was almost a mummy, and giggled.
A drop of water fell, and Aiwen's back suddenly cooled down. He raised his head, and another drop of water fell. I don't know if it was inevitable or accidental. The rain fell between his eyebrows.
The sky suddenly darkened.
Countless drops of rain fell.
The jeering in my ears grew terrified, then faded away.
The petite figure shook her hair, and the blood was thrown into the sand by her, and happened to be picked up by a seed.
"Little... guy... guy." Ivan said hoarsely, like a dry bone in a tomb, his voice was very slow, as if he was re-learning this skill, and then he adapted, and his speech speed became normal again ,"May I have your name?"
The petite figure shook his head, flapped his transparent wings and flew up from Aiwen's lap, then pointed to Aiwen.
Ivan was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, and then he said, "In this case, your name is Aishara."
Aishara giggled and nodded, a drop of rain happened to hit her on the head, and she fell on Ivan's lap, and it took a long time for her to recover, and she regained her carefree look. It's just that this time she learned to be smart, and hid under Aiwen's magic robe, only a small head emerged.
The rain gradually stopped, and the oasis in front of him disappeared.
Before stepping in, I want to step in; after stepping in, it is an illusion.
The so-called oasis is both hope and despair.
Ivan put on the magic robe, inserted the wand into his waist, straightened the silver pendant, and continued to walk forward.
Not far away, he saw a white town, and...
A piece of Taoyuan.
……
……
(End of this chapter)
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