At night, Mo Wen sat upright on the rock by the pond, using his power to regulate his breathing, and suppressing his injuries.
Earlier, Mo Wen pushed down Ailing, who had brought the dinner, and washed the wounds directly, and went to a nearby small pond made of mountain streams to heal the wounds through exercises.
(It's really bad...)
Looking at the dark night sky, Mo Wen did have such an idea.
The mysterious master's connection made Mo Wen fully understand that the matter he was involved in is absolutely right and not simple. Ailing's stinky girl didn't know what she had concealed and said nothing, and deceived herself into such a embarrassment.
But now it is no longer a question of whether Ailing tells the truth or not.Even if she honestly explains the whole thing, she will never want to be hostile to such a terrifying master.
If you don’t have the cultivation level of heaven, if you want to fight against such a strong man of the top level of the demon race in the earth, it is a standard way to seek death. Even if you are regarded as a coward, it doesn’t matter. You will fight against that kind of beast with your own strength. This is the idiot’s action.
Moreover, the daytime battle is the first time in the past ten months to fight against a master. Although the Dantian has not been unlocked, the sword energy locked in it is also vaguely touched during the battle. Until now, the qi and blood are still flowing in the body.
You are extremely talented and not far from what I expected. However, if you really want to use a sword, you must wait for a year to make the sword energy subtly move and synchronize with the body. Otherwise, no matter which move you are, it will cause great damage to your body. At the very least, it will be paralyzed, and at the worst, it will explode and die. You must remember this.
Thinking of the teacher’s instructions before leaving, Mo Wen felt a stern. He was so lucky that he could get out of the desperate situation. How could he easily use the future as a bet for irrelevant things?
The teacher is right, there will be no second good luck in life.
Moreover, after a lifetime of life, Mo Wen realized the value of life. There are so many things that you want to do, what you should do, what you have to accomplish, and what you have to complete. You must never waste your life that you have finally picked up.
It is also because of this idea that the beautiful young man who had no son and looked down on the world in the past learned to endure humiliation, restrain his arrogance, and was willing to be a wandering swordsman, wandering around like a walking corpse, waiting for the moment of breaking out of the cocoon.
From Brother Jia, you must come back!
Don’t be too nervous. If you lie to you, I will swallow a thousand needles. That’s all right!
It's Ah!This time, I will never miss the appointment again.
Suddenly, he clenched his fists, Mo Wen made a decision, put Ailing's lightsaber on the ground, and he was about to get up, but...
Please... I really... I really need Mr. Mowen. If it weren't for Mr. Mowen, I would...
The girl's hazy tears appeared before her. Mo Wen was stunned. He was indecisive in his personality. Although he had decided to leave in his heart, he hesitated again when he thought of Ailing's sad expression in tears.
(No matter what, the matter is serious. Besides, we have agreed that if there are other enemies, I will turn around and leave immediately!)
After thinking about it, Mo Wen decided to maintain his original intention, tighten his teeth, and plan to get up and leave.
Don't ask Mr.The sarcastic sound of a young bird was heard from behind.
Behind him, Ailing was wearing a blanket, and her slightly wet face was full of shyness.
Her arms spread out, the blanket slid down to the ground, under the clear moonlight as water, what appeared before Mo Wen was the beautiful body of the girl.
Don't ask Mr.It seemed that I felt shy, Ailing opened her head and her voice was as delicate as mosquito words.
I'm so sorry, I... I have no other reward to repay you. If you don't dislike this body, I...
Speaking of this, Ailing turned her head and smiled. It was a kind of smile that made people feel cheerful despite her embarrassment.
Mo Wen was also stunned. He lingered in fireworks in his early years and was a famous romantic figure. He had seen many women's wonderful bodies.However, the scenery in front of him was still stunned.
The soft and long hair combed into a ponytail is wet and stuck to the body. The smooth skin reflects the moonlight and radiates the white jade-like brilliance. The petite and delicate curves make people feel the urge to embrace it. In conjunction with the full moon rising behind it, it becomes a beautiful scenery.
The girl's pretty face was red because of her timid breath, and the smile at the corner of her mouth seemed to blow the breeze in her heart, making people feel a warm feeling.
Following the cold wind, Mo Wen smelled a strange smell, it was a bloody smell... Did it come from the wound on your body?
Not...
His eyes were sharper. Mo Wen turned Ailing around and suddenly saw five shocking claw marks on her back. Her skin and flesh were turned up. Although she had applied medicine, she still had blood seeped out.
It was the attack from the mysterious enemy this morning, and with his ghostly skills, he still hurt Ailing in an instant.
Mr. Mo, do you don’t like it?
The bitter night wind made Ailing shudder.
During the journey, the little inventor once heard that for a man, the most satisfactory reward is the woman's body. She doesn't understand the meaning of this sentence very well, but can she use this as a reward to satisfy Mr. Mo Wen?
However, Mr. Mo Wen didn't move at all. He looked like a wood carving, and he didn't look moved at all. Is it because his body has no temptation?
Or is it because he was injured on his back and looked not beautiful, so he couldn't arouse Mr. Mo Wen's appetite?
There was nothing I could do about this, because I was so painful that I was dizzy in front of me and I was about to faint...
fool!What are you doing?Can you play pity?I told you that if an enemy outside the budget appears, I will turn around and leave. Do you think I will not keep my word like you?
There were many wounds on my body. If I hadn't been forcing the hero, I would have wanted to cry because of the pain. This girl was so tender and tender. She teared her apart, and could still pretend to be laughing and run here to sacrifice herself...
Mo Wen felt impressed by thinking about this, but he just scolded him loudly, untied his coat and wanted to put it on her body, not wanting these wounds to be exposed to the air, but he happened to see a slight redness on Ailing's shoulder.
Is it gongsha?This is something that only the ladies in the palace have. How could this little girl?
No, Mo Wen immediately denied this idea. The Shougongsha was pointing on his arm, and no one was pointing on his shoulders. So he subconsciously glanced at him to confirm. When he saw the red seal clearly, he was stunned.
It's a brand!
On the slender and round shoulders, there was a certain mark deeply engraved. The red muscles were scalded open. You can imagine the pain at that time, which seemed even more hideous and terrifying.
The branding pattern seemed a bit familiar, and I couldn't remember where I saw it.
This is a habit on the mainland. In order to show their ownership and prevent slaves from escaping privately, they will burn extremely inhumane marks on the purchased slaves. However, when they think of someone who has committed such a atrocities on such a girl, a burst of anger in his heart unconsciously.
I don’t know why the man behind me was stunned, Ailing only felt depressed. This was the last reward she could think of. If Mr. Mo Wen refused to accept it, there would be no way to think about it.
With courage, the girl rushed up, pressed her body tightly, hugged him in the waist, and whispered: Mr. Mowen, I...
Unexpectedly, Mo Wen was also shocked at this moment when the girl was naked. She was turning around and looking away, which happened to hit Ailing. She fell straight forward, leading Ailing behind her. The two idiots who couldn't catch the key fell into a ball and rolled down from the stone.
Plop!
The passionate scene of a girl dedicating herself has an ending where people can make people fall off their chin. The mountains at night, the cold pool water...
What a ice Ah!
I am a little＠#%＠!
This is the first sentence after Mo Wen floated to the surface. Since the mouth was full of water, the words were not clear, but if you translate it into specific words, it would be good ice Ah!, That stupid woman who was so terrifying.
Wipe off the water stains on your face, don’t look around, but don’t see Ailing.
It has been a while since this stupid woman has injuries behind her. She will never dive too happily, so she forgot to come up!
No, for this stupid woman, you have to think about the worst thing, but don’t really faint from the pain, drowning in this small pond!
That would be bad!
Mo Wen was a little anxious, and undoubtedly, Ailing successfully aroused his concern again.
At this time, the night was dark and the visibility was not high. Don’t ask how to take a step in the pool water and reach out to explore everywhere.
Ailing's hair is very long until her calf, and it will definitely scatter after falling into the water.This pond is small, but not big. With this goal, it should not be difficult to find her.
Sure enough, after searching for a while, Mo Wen's palm touched the girl's soft silk.
snort!
Holding his hair, Mo Wen used his wrist to force it, and with a thud, he suddenly lifted the person in the water.
Ah──Don’t look.
The sound of water was accompanied by the screams of a girl.
Mo Wen was a little strange. He was almost completely seen just now. There is nothing to see now, but in the next moment, he understood the meaning of this sentence.
Is this girl Ailing?
The long hair that was messed up after falling into the water was no longer a ponytail, it drooped messily around her waist, her petite body and a childish baby face, nothing wrong with it.
But, it seems like the most beautiful and charming ruby, the purple-red eyes, and the pointed ears, what's going on?
This girl is not a human.
(Is it a dwarf... but it's too high, right?!)
Mo Wen's heart was shaken by a silent thunder.
Don't ask Mr.
When Ailing discovered his true identity, she glanced at Mo Wen timidly, and noticed that his face was gloomy and sunny. His past terrifying experience immediately emerged.
Ailing exclaimed and wanted to escape, but she grabbed Mo Wen.
A few things flashed through my mind instantly. Her short figure, clever craftsmanship, her father who could make magical instruments, and Grome metal hair tiers...
It's no wonder that since the mythical era, the dwarves have been famous for their clever training techniques. Many legendary magic swords and magic weapons are all made by them. If Ailing is a dwarves, then all this has a reasonable explanation.
Wait, if that's it...
Several clues quickly gathered in my mind, and looking around the top creator in the world, a name suddenly flashed through Mo Wen's mind.
He knew who the girl's father was.
A famous craftsman in the Demonic World, Long Beethoven!
After adding enough dry firewood, the campfire was burning with enthusiasm. Realizing that there would be an inconvenient conversation, Ailing and Mowen did not go back, but found a place nearby to sit down and apply medicine to the wound wet with water again.
At this time, it is difficult to avoid any suspicion. Mo Wen wrapped the wound behind Ailing with a bandage, and then skillfully applied medicine to the wound on his body.
Although there were many lacerations and were very painful, they were not serious. This is evidence that Mo Wen's reaction was extremely sensitive.
During the daytime battle, as long as he is a little slower, any wound on his body will turn into a severe injury to tear his limbs.
Ailing wrapped her body with a blanket, held a cup of hot tea in her hand, and quietly dried her body. The calm expression on her face really surprised Mo Wen.
This girl has no martial arts foundation, and she will not have any chance to compete with others. It is hard to imagine that such a timid girl would have the same pain-bearing skills as herself.
The long hair that was broken was tied back into a ponytail, and the girl's appearance was once again hidden.
Mo Wen squatted beside the campfire, adding firewood, without saying anything. He understood that he didn't need to ask questions at this moment, just be a good listener.
Why do you need to change your appearance? The reason should be very simple!
Human beings do not regard the so-called subhumans with an equal attitude.
As early as before the Jiuzhou War, humans persecuted orcs, elves... in a discriminatory attitude. In fact, even for the same kind, humans still discriminated against each other, which triggered a struggle.
If a race like the dwarves is discovered by humans alone, it will definitely be arrested. It will be locked in a cage for the rest of its life and force it to create objects.
Dwarves are born skilled craftsmen, and for humans, they are a great tool in themselves.
What's more, Long Beethoven's daughter...
This name alone is enough to cause a sensation!
Long Beethoven is a creator far surpassing all kinds of creators. He has become famous all over the world since the War of Jiuzhou.
It is famous for making various magical instruments. Many people rely on their works to become powerful overnight, and the weapons they forged have become popular among the strong.
The control of magic weapons is beyond the capacity of ordinary people, so they are mostly used by demons. In addition, they have lived in the demon world for a long time, so they regard them as demons.
However, as time goes by, the name of Long Beethoven has become part of the legend, and bards often like to tell stories of heroes fighting powerful enemies holding magic weapons produced by Long Beethoven Studio.
This inconspicuous little fool would be the daughter of this peerless craftsman. It was really unexpected, but it was not too strange!
Ailing covered her naked body with felt and carefully peeked at Mo Wen's movements. She clearly remembered that when she first walked into the world with her true face, she was almost caught by a slave merchant. If it weren't for a stone flying and making the guy's head bloom, her current situation would have been very miserable.
Don’t ask, will you be like them too?
Although I feel that Mr. Mo Wen is a good person, many good people often only show their true face after encountering strong incentives.
Seeing Ailing's worries in her eyes, Mo Wen shook her head and smiled.
He was not a person without desire. As a swordsman, he was naturally obsessed with swords. If someone gave him the sword made by Ron Beethoven, he would be ecstatic.
However, a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way. He will use despicable means to deceive such a girl. The sword bones of the sword holder are despicable, and his cultivation in the sword path will be limited.
As early as before, the sword path I took no longer had to rely on divine weapons, and it would be useless to obtain it in the future. The magic weapon is more important than practical in collecting it, and the temptation power is naturally much lower.
What's more, holding the weapons made by this stupid woman in battle, hehe, no one should have thought they were too long.
name?
Huh?If I don’t understand the meaning of Mo Wen’s words, Ailing just stared at him blankly.
Obviously I need to re-understand your identity, so start with self-introduction!Mo asked: What is your real name?Report it again!
Ah!Ask me your name?
Ailing was happy at first, then hesitated a little, and said stutteringly: Not good!Mr. Mowen must not like Ailing's name...
Mo Wen waved her hand and told her to stop talking nonsense. To be honest, Ailing saw this, and a big rock fell to the ground in her heart and said in a low voice.
Um!My name is Long Einstein Bugajela Prince...
Um!It sounds like this, Ailing is the nickname, Long Einstein, a very wonderful name!
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This name seems to be a little longer, but it is not too strange. The names of the Imperial House on the mainland are also a long and smelly group of long ones. Mo Wen has suffered a lot back then, so he can understand this.
However, as time passed, Ailing kept talking nonsense, and couldn't tell that she had such a good memory. She memorized such a long name and memorized it like a stream.
Kerimif Astoromirimi Szrovsiko Aliv Daishi…
Mo Wen's eyes were almost protruding. He knew many nobles with long surnames, but he had never seen such an exaggerated one before.
Seeing this silly woman shaking her head and making a decision about her whole night, Mo Wen said something flashed through her mind and screamed that something was wrong.
Mo Wen interrupted Ailing's registration with awkward gesture.
In the etiquette on the mainland, it is impolite to prevent others from reporting their names. Some nations even regard it as a great shame and will duel for this.
However, this ritual seems inappropriate to be used on the dwarves.
When traveling, Mo Wen heard from his elders that the dwarves were quite proud of their families and often kept all the names of their ancestors. Therefore, the names of the dwarves were all smelly and long.
The imperial family of human beings likes to add honorary titles before their names, such as literary, martial, moral, wise, filial, hymn, righteous, and sage, faith, and love. The eighty or ninety words are very common, but the names of the dwarves often start with thousands of times, and exaggeratedly can even be compiled into a dictionary, which is really not a joke.
When talking about this, the elders did not say whether the dwarfs wrote their names for three days and three nights; nor did they say whether the dwarfs would also break the bridge of the other person's nose when they were interrupted by someone. However, at this critical moment, it was not a very interesting idea to let this woman say that she had been overnight, and her rationality might collapse, and she had no choice but to ignore her politeness.
Um!
Ailing was not surprised by this reaction, nodded, but couldn't think of what to say, and the atmosphere between them became dull again.
Mr. Mowen seems to have no problem, it’s great.
Prove that I did not see the wrong person, Ailing was overjoyed, but what happened next?
Things cannot be said to be beyond the budget, but they are indeed going in the worst direction.
Not only is a Wolf Howling Knights emerged for no reason, but there is also a monster with extremely terrifying lethality. Will Mr. Mo Wen still be willing to stay there?
He said that he would not fight against enemies outside the budget, and not to mention that there are so many variables now that there are no need to think about it, the answer is already very obvious.
As if to confirm the girl's suspicion, Mo Wen whispered: I don't know much about the whole thing yet, but from now on... If I have to persist, I may die!
Ailing stayed silent for a while, then nodded, with a plain smile on her face, but she expressed her indomitable intention.
Mo Wen couldn't understand it. Logically speaking, retrieving the Obsidian Mirror is not a necessary job. Since she comes from the Demon Realm, if there is really something wrong, you can hide back to the Demon Realm. I believe that no one will make things difficult for her.
Is there any reason to go on?
this……
Ailing seemed to be speechless but stopped. She originally wanted to follow this point, please don’t ask him, but seeing Mo Wen’s attitude, she understood that this was the last chance to fight for this man.
Mr. Don’t ask, I want to tell you a story... Ailing lowered her head and whispered: If possible, please don’t laugh, okay?
He is well-known for his title of No. 1 craftsman in the Demon World and perhaps even No. 1 craftsman in the Wind Continent. Ailing's father, Long Beethoven, is a dwarf with no stunning appearance.
During the War of Jiuzhou, he stood out among the creators with his excellent casting skills. The magic tools and weapons he made were the favorites of warriors and magicians at that time, and everyone was proud of holding the weapons he cast.
With a withdrawn personality, Beethoven refused the invitation to join the camps of both sides of the human and demons, and focused all his mind on casting weapons. No matter who the client was, as long as he could put forward the conditions that made him moved, he would cast weapons for him. Although this style caused some trouble for him, this famous craftsman was also a contemporary martial arts master. With his strong cultivation and his unique martial arts, Beethoven easily smashed the uninvited guest who came to the door to break into pieces.
He was surprised to hear that such a strange man was visited by the great demon king Xuanye, and asked the famous craftsman to cast a pair of swords for his sister as a birthday gift. The sword was called Muramasa and the sword was named Cross. The former disappeared in history with the second user Temujin, while the latter built countless martial arts merits at the end of the Battle of Kyushu.
After Xuanye's sudden death, Yinzhen, the fourth prince of the demon clan, came to the door three times in a row, hoping that Beethoven would cast a pair of armor for his fourteenth brother who was about to ascend the throne.
This armor, called the Dark Demon Sacred Armor, is a lifelong masterpiece of Beethoven. In addition to pushing his reputation to the peak, it also opens a new milestone for his life.
Through the production of the Dark Demon Armor, Beethoven met the great demon king Temujin, and was very impressed by his ideas and people, and supported him with all his strength.
Although it was short, those few years were the most glorious days in this famous craftsman's life.
Unfortunately, the hero has not lived forever. Temujin, who is already invincible in the world, was finally surrounded and killed by the object he devoted his life to dedicate, and disappeared on the lonely peak together with his great ideal.
The beloved lord died, Long Beethoven was furious, but the situation was hopeless. Faced with the powerful counterattack of the enemy, the reformists were defeated, and Beethoven had to retreat in despair, hide in the vast mountainous areas of the Longteng Mountains, and live a secluded life without caring about the world.
Ailing didn't know about her father's heroic deeds back then, because Beethoven was not a person who liked to mention the past, and she only knew her father's fame and creation, and she had followed the Great Demon King, and retired because of the death of the lord. After that, she met her mother...
Earlier, Mo Wen pushed down Ailing, who had brought the dinner, and washed the wounds directly, and went to a nearby small pond made of mountain streams to heal the wounds through exercises.
(It's really bad...)
Looking at the dark night sky, Mo Wen did have such an idea.
The mysterious master's connection made Mo Wen fully understand that the matter he was involved in is absolutely right and not simple. Ailing's stinky girl didn't know what she had concealed and said nothing, and deceived herself into such a embarrassment.
But now it is no longer a question of whether Ailing tells the truth or not.Even if she honestly explains the whole thing, she will never want to be hostile to such a terrifying master.
If you don’t have the cultivation level of heaven, if you want to fight against such a strong man of the top level of the demon race in the earth, it is a standard way to seek death. Even if you are regarded as a coward, it doesn’t matter. You will fight against that kind of beast with your own strength. This is the idiot’s action.
Moreover, the daytime battle is the first time in the past ten months to fight against a master. Although the Dantian has not been unlocked, the sword energy locked in it is also vaguely touched during the battle. Until now, the qi and blood are still flowing in the body.
You are extremely talented and not far from what I expected. However, if you really want to use a sword, you must wait for a year to make the sword energy subtly move and synchronize with the body. Otherwise, no matter which move you are, it will cause great damage to your body. At the very least, it will be paralyzed, and at the worst, it will explode and die. You must remember this.
Thinking of the teacher’s instructions before leaving, Mo Wen felt a stern. He was so lucky that he could get out of the desperate situation. How could he easily use the future as a bet for irrelevant things?
The teacher is right, there will be no second good luck in life.
Moreover, after a lifetime of life, Mo Wen realized the value of life. There are so many things that you want to do, what you should do, what you have to accomplish, and what you have to complete. You must never waste your life that you have finally picked up.
It is also because of this idea that the beautiful young man who had no son and looked down on the world in the past learned to endure humiliation, restrain his arrogance, and was willing to be a wandering swordsman, wandering around like a walking corpse, waiting for the moment of breaking out of the cocoon.
From Brother Jia, you must come back!
Don’t be too nervous. If you lie to you, I will swallow a thousand needles. That’s all right!
It's Ah!This time, I will never miss the appointment again.
Suddenly, he clenched his fists, Mo Wen made a decision, put Ailing's lightsaber on the ground, and he was about to get up, but...
Please... I really... I really need Mr. Mowen. If it weren't for Mr. Mowen, I would...
The girl's hazy tears appeared before her. Mo Wen was stunned. He was indecisive in his personality. Although he had decided to leave in his heart, he hesitated again when he thought of Ailing's sad expression in tears.
(No matter what, the matter is serious. Besides, we have agreed that if there are other enemies, I will turn around and leave immediately!)
After thinking about it, Mo Wen decided to maintain his original intention, tighten his teeth, and plan to get up and leave.
Don't ask Mr.The sarcastic sound of a young bird was heard from behind.
Behind him, Ailing was wearing a blanket, and her slightly wet face was full of shyness.
Her arms spread out, the blanket slid down to the ground, under the clear moonlight as water, what appeared before Mo Wen was the beautiful body of the girl.
Don't ask Mr.It seemed that I felt shy, Ailing opened her head and her voice was as delicate as mosquito words.
I'm so sorry, I... I have no other reward to repay you. If you don't dislike this body, I...
Speaking of this, Ailing turned her head and smiled. It was a kind of smile that made people feel cheerful despite her embarrassment.
Mo Wen was also stunned. He lingered in fireworks in his early years and was a famous romantic figure. He had seen many women's wonderful bodies.However, the scenery in front of him was still stunned.
The soft and long hair combed into a ponytail is wet and stuck to the body. The smooth skin reflects the moonlight and radiates the white jade-like brilliance. The petite and delicate curves make people feel the urge to embrace it. In conjunction with the full moon rising behind it, it becomes a beautiful scenery.
The girl's pretty face was red because of her timid breath, and the smile at the corner of her mouth seemed to blow the breeze in her heart, making people feel a warm feeling.
Following the cold wind, Mo Wen smelled a strange smell, it was a bloody smell... Did it come from the wound on your body?
Not...
His eyes were sharper. Mo Wen turned Ailing around and suddenly saw five shocking claw marks on her back. Her skin and flesh were turned up. Although she had applied medicine, she still had blood seeped out.
It was the attack from the mysterious enemy this morning, and with his ghostly skills, he still hurt Ailing in an instant.
Mr. Mo, do you don’t like it?
The bitter night wind made Ailing shudder.
During the journey, the little inventor once heard that for a man, the most satisfactory reward is the woman's body. She doesn't understand the meaning of this sentence very well, but can she use this as a reward to satisfy Mr. Mo Wen?
However, Mr. Mo Wen didn't move at all. He looked like a wood carving, and he didn't look moved at all. Is it because his body has no temptation?
Or is it because he was injured on his back and looked not beautiful, so he couldn't arouse Mr. Mo Wen's appetite?
There was nothing I could do about this, because I was so painful that I was dizzy in front of me and I was about to faint...
fool!What are you doing?Can you play pity?I told you that if an enemy outside the budget appears, I will turn around and leave. Do you think I will not keep my word like you?
There were many wounds on my body. If I hadn't been forcing the hero, I would have wanted to cry because of the pain. This girl was so tender and tender. She teared her apart, and could still pretend to be laughing and run here to sacrifice herself...
Mo Wen felt impressed by thinking about this, but he just scolded him loudly, untied his coat and wanted to put it on her body, not wanting these wounds to be exposed to the air, but he happened to see a slight redness on Ailing's shoulder.
Is it gongsha?This is something that only the ladies in the palace have. How could this little girl?
No, Mo Wen immediately denied this idea. The Shougongsha was pointing on his arm, and no one was pointing on his shoulders. So he subconsciously glanced at him to confirm. When he saw the red seal clearly, he was stunned.
It's a brand!
On the slender and round shoulders, there was a certain mark deeply engraved. The red muscles were scalded open. You can imagine the pain at that time, which seemed even more hideous and terrifying.
The branding pattern seemed a bit familiar, and I couldn't remember where I saw it.
This is a habit on the mainland. In order to show their ownership and prevent slaves from escaping privately, they will burn extremely inhumane marks on the purchased slaves. However, when they think of someone who has committed such a atrocities on such a girl, a burst of anger in his heart unconsciously.
I don’t know why the man behind me was stunned, Ailing only felt depressed. This was the last reward she could think of. If Mr. Mo Wen refused to accept it, there would be no way to think about it.
With courage, the girl rushed up, pressed her body tightly, hugged him in the waist, and whispered: Mr. Mowen, I...
Unexpectedly, Mo Wen was also shocked at this moment when the girl was naked. She was turning around and looking away, which happened to hit Ailing. She fell straight forward, leading Ailing behind her. The two idiots who couldn't catch the key fell into a ball and rolled down from the stone.
Plop!
The passionate scene of a girl dedicating herself has an ending where people can make people fall off their chin. The mountains at night, the cold pool water...
What a ice Ah!
I am a little＠#%＠!
This is the first sentence after Mo Wen floated to the surface. Since the mouth was full of water, the words were not clear, but if you translate it into specific words, it would be good ice Ah!, That stupid woman who was so terrifying.
Wipe off the water stains on your face, don’t look around, but don’t see Ailing.
It has been a while since this stupid woman has injuries behind her. She will never dive too happily, so she forgot to come up!
No, for this stupid woman, you have to think about the worst thing, but don’t really faint from the pain, drowning in this small pond!
That would be bad!
Mo Wen was a little anxious, and undoubtedly, Ailing successfully aroused his concern again.
At this time, the night was dark and the visibility was not high. Don’t ask how to take a step in the pool water and reach out to explore everywhere.
Ailing's hair is very long until her calf, and it will definitely scatter after falling into the water.This pond is small, but not big. With this goal, it should not be difficult to find her.
Sure enough, after searching for a while, Mo Wen's palm touched the girl's soft silk.
snort!
Holding his hair, Mo Wen used his wrist to force it, and with a thud, he suddenly lifted the person in the water.
Ah──Don’t look.
The sound of water was accompanied by the screams of a girl.
Mo Wen was a little strange. He was almost completely seen just now. There is nothing to see now, but in the next moment, he understood the meaning of this sentence.
Is this girl Ailing?
The long hair that was messed up after falling into the water was no longer a ponytail, it drooped messily around her waist, her petite body and a childish baby face, nothing wrong with it.
But, it seems like the most beautiful and charming ruby, the purple-red eyes, and the pointed ears, what's going on?
This girl is not a human.
(Is it a dwarf... but it's too high, right?!)
Mo Wen's heart was shaken by a silent thunder.
Don't ask Mr.
When Ailing discovered his true identity, she glanced at Mo Wen timidly, and noticed that his face was gloomy and sunny. His past terrifying experience immediately emerged.
Ailing exclaimed and wanted to escape, but she grabbed Mo Wen.
A few things flashed through my mind instantly. Her short figure, clever craftsmanship, her father who could make magical instruments, and Grome metal hair tiers...
It's no wonder that since the mythical era, the dwarves have been famous for their clever training techniques. Many legendary magic swords and magic weapons are all made by them. If Ailing is a dwarves, then all this has a reasonable explanation.
Wait, if that's it...
Several clues quickly gathered in my mind, and looking around the top creator in the world, a name suddenly flashed through Mo Wen's mind.
He knew who the girl's father was.
A famous craftsman in the Demonic World, Long Beethoven!
After adding enough dry firewood, the campfire was burning with enthusiasm. Realizing that there would be an inconvenient conversation, Ailing and Mowen did not go back, but found a place nearby to sit down and apply medicine to the wound wet with water again.
At this time, it is difficult to avoid any suspicion. Mo Wen wrapped the wound behind Ailing with a bandage, and then skillfully applied medicine to the wound on his body.
Although there were many lacerations and were very painful, they were not serious. This is evidence that Mo Wen's reaction was extremely sensitive.
During the daytime battle, as long as he is a little slower, any wound on his body will turn into a severe injury to tear his limbs.
Ailing wrapped her body with a blanket, held a cup of hot tea in her hand, and quietly dried her body. The calm expression on her face really surprised Mo Wen.
This girl has no martial arts foundation, and she will not have any chance to compete with others. It is hard to imagine that such a timid girl would have the same pain-bearing skills as herself.
The long hair that was broken was tied back into a ponytail, and the girl's appearance was once again hidden.
Mo Wen squatted beside the campfire, adding firewood, without saying anything. He understood that he didn't need to ask questions at this moment, just be a good listener.
Why do you need to change your appearance? The reason should be very simple!
Human beings do not regard the so-called subhumans with an equal attitude.
As early as before the Jiuzhou War, humans persecuted orcs, elves... in a discriminatory attitude. In fact, even for the same kind, humans still discriminated against each other, which triggered a struggle.
If a race like the dwarves is discovered by humans alone, it will definitely be arrested. It will be locked in a cage for the rest of its life and force it to create objects.
Dwarves are born skilled craftsmen, and for humans, they are a great tool in themselves.
What's more, Long Beethoven's daughter...
This name alone is enough to cause a sensation!
Long Beethoven is a creator far surpassing all kinds of creators. He has become famous all over the world since the War of Jiuzhou.
It is famous for making various magical instruments. Many people rely on their works to become powerful overnight, and the weapons they forged have become popular among the strong.
The control of magic weapons is beyond the capacity of ordinary people, so they are mostly used by demons. In addition, they have lived in the demon world for a long time, so they regard them as demons.
However, as time goes by, the name of Long Beethoven has become part of the legend, and bards often like to tell stories of heroes fighting powerful enemies holding magic weapons produced by Long Beethoven Studio.
This inconspicuous little fool would be the daughter of this peerless craftsman. It was really unexpected, but it was not too strange!
Ailing covered her naked body with felt and carefully peeked at Mo Wen's movements. She clearly remembered that when she first walked into the world with her true face, she was almost caught by a slave merchant. If it weren't for a stone flying and making the guy's head bloom, her current situation would have been very miserable.
Don’t ask, will you be like them too?
Although I feel that Mr. Mo Wen is a good person, many good people often only show their true face after encountering strong incentives.
Seeing Ailing's worries in her eyes, Mo Wen shook her head and smiled.
He was not a person without desire. As a swordsman, he was naturally obsessed with swords. If someone gave him the sword made by Ron Beethoven, he would be ecstatic.
However, a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way. He will use despicable means to deceive such a girl. The sword bones of the sword holder are despicable, and his cultivation in the sword path will be limited.
As early as before, the sword path I took no longer had to rely on divine weapons, and it would be useless to obtain it in the future. The magic weapon is more important than practical in collecting it, and the temptation power is naturally much lower.
What's more, holding the weapons made by this stupid woman in battle, hehe, no one should have thought they were too long.
name?
Huh?If I don’t understand the meaning of Mo Wen’s words, Ailing just stared at him blankly.
Obviously I need to re-understand your identity, so start with self-introduction!Mo asked: What is your real name?Report it again!
Ah!Ask me your name?
Ailing was happy at first, then hesitated a little, and said stutteringly: Not good!Mr. Mowen must not like Ailing's name...
Mo Wen waved her hand and told her to stop talking nonsense. To be honest, Ailing saw this, and a big rock fell to the ground in her heart and said in a low voice.
Um!My name is Long Einstein Bugajela Prince...
Um!It sounds like this, Ailing is the nickname, Long Einstein, a very wonderful name!
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This name seems to be a little longer, but it is not too strange. The names of the Imperial House on the mainland are also a long and smelly group of long ones. Mo Wen has suffered a lot back then, so he can understand this.
However, as time passed, Ailing kept talking nonsense, and couldn't tell that she had such a good memory. She memorized such a long name and memorized it like a stream.
Kerimif Astoromirimi Szrovsiko Aliv Daishi…
Mo Wen's eyes were almost protruding. He knew many nobles with long surnames, but he had never seen such an exaggerated one before.
Seeing this silly woman shaking her head and making a decision about her whole night, Mo Wen said something flashed through her mind and screamed that something was wrong.
Mo Wen interrupted Ailing's registration with awkward gesture.
In the etiquette on the mainland, it is impolite to prevent others from reporting their names. Some nations even regard it as a great shame and will duel for this.
However, this ritual seems inappropriate to be used on the dwarves.
When traveling, Mo Wen heard from his elders that the dwarves were quite proud of their families and often kept all the names of their ancestors. Therefore, the names of the dwarves were all smelly and long.
The imperial family of human beings likes to add honorary titles before their names, such as literary, martial, moral, wise, filial, hymn, righteous, and sage, faith, and love. The eighty or ninety words are very common, but the names of the dwarves often start with thousands of times, and exaggeratedly can even be compiled into a dictionary, which is really not a joke.
When talking about this, the elders did not say whether the dwarfs wrote their names for three days and three nights; nor did they say whether the dwarfs would also break the bridge of the other person's nose when they were interrupted by someone. However, at this critical moment, it was not a very interesting idea to let this woman say that she had been overnight, and her rationality might collapse, and she had no choice but to ignore her politeness.
Um!
Ailing was not surprised by this reaction, nodded, but couldn't think of what to say, and the atmosphere between them became dull again.
Mr. Mowen seems to have no problem, it’s great.
Prove that I did not see the wrong person, Ailing was overjoyed, but what happened next?
Things cannot be said to be beyond the budget, but they are indeed going in the worst direction.
Not only is a Wolf Howling Knights emerged for no reason, but there is also a monster with extremely terrifying lethality. Will Mr. Mo Wen still be willing to stay there?
He said that he would not fight against enemies outside the budget, and not to mention that there are so many variables now that there are no need to think about it, the answer is already very obvious.
As if to confirm the girl's suspicion, Mo Wen whispered: I don't know much about the whole thing yet, but from now on... If I have to persist, I may die!
Ailing stayed silent for a while, then nodded, with a plain smile on her face, but she expressed her indomitable intention.
Mo Wen couldn't understand it. Logically speaking, retrieving the Obsidian Mirror is not a necessary job. Since she comes from the Demon Realm, if there is really something wrong, you can hide back to the Demon Realm. I believe that no one will make things difficult for her.
Is there any reason to go on?
this……
Ailing seemed to be speechless but stopped. She originally wanted to follow this point, please don’t ask him, but seeing Mo Wen’s attitude, she understood that this was the last chance to fight for this man.
Mr. Don’t ask, I want to tell you a story... Ailing lowered her head and whispered: If possible, please don’t laugh, okay?
He is well-known for his title of No. 1 craftsman in the Demon World and perhaps even No. 1 craftsman in the Wind Continent. Ailing's father, Long Beethoven, is a dwarf with no stunning appearance.
During the War of Jiuzhou, he stood out among the creators with his excellent casting skills. The magic tools and weapons he made were the favorites of warriors and magicians at that time, and everyone was proud of holding the weapons he cast.
With a withdrawn personality, Beethoven refused the invitation to join the camps of both sides of the human and demons, and focused all his mind on casting weapons. No matter who the client was, as long as he could put forward the conditions that made him moved, he would cast weapons for him. Although this style caused some trouble for him, this famous craftsman was also a contemporary martial arts master. With his strong cultivation and his unique martial arts, Beethoven easily smashed the uninvited guest who came to the door to break into pieces.
He was surprised to hear that such a strange man was visited by the great demon king Xuanye, and asked the famous craftsman to cast a pair of swords for his sister as a birthday gift. The sword was called Muramasa and the sword was named Cross. The former disappeared in history with the second user Temujin, while the latter built countless martial arts merits at the end of the Battle of Kyushu.
After Xuanye's sudden death, Yinzhen, the fourth prince of the demon clan, came to the door three times in a row, hoping that Beethoven would cast a pair of armor for his fourteenth brother who was about to ascend the throne.
This armor, called the Dark Demon Sacred Armor, is a lifelong masterpiece of Beethoven. In addition to pushing his reputation to the peak, it also opens a new milestone for his life.
Through the production of the Dark Demon Armor, Beethoven met the great demon king Temujin, and was very impressed by his ideas and people, and supported him with all his strength.
Although it was short, those few years were the most glorious days in this famous craftsman's life.
Unfortunately, the hero has not lived forever. Temujin, who is already invincible in the world, was finally surrounded and killed by the object he devoted his life to dedicate, and disappeared on the lonely peak together with his great ideal.
The beloved lord died, Long Beethoven was furious, but the situation was hopeless. Faced with the powerful counterattack of the enemy, the reformists were defeated, and Beethoven had to retreat in despair, hide in the vast mountainous areas of the Longteng Mountains, and live a secluded life without caring about the world.
Ailing didn't know about her father's heroic deeds back then, because Beethoven was not a person who liked to mention the past, and she only knew her father's fame and creation, and she had followed the Great Demon King, and retired because of the death of the lord. After that, she met her mother...
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