"Hey, wait, don't touch..."

Halfway through the conversation, a rush of coldness spread from my chest, and then, frost, at a speed visible to the naked eye, started from the position of my chest and spread to my whole body.

Looking at the rising frost and coldness, I can only smile bitterly.

Although the frost is not deadly, it will temporarily freeze me. The feeling of being enclosed in the ice is particularly painful. Even if it can break the ice smoothly, its cold air is enough to keep me fighting for a long time.

The cold air rolled, and the frost covered my body like a tide, and it was about to be completely swallowed up. A raging heat wave came out like a raging magma, attacking at lightning speed. To layers of frost.

Although Frost's coming was fierce, it was far less fierce than the flames. After only resisting it for less than two seconds, it retreated steadily.

Within a few breaths, the frost all over my body has disappeared, and the flames have disappeared just right.

What surrounds me layer by layer, removing the remaining traces of chill, is the rich water vapor.

After moving his hands and feet slightly, seeing that his actions were not affected at all, he quickly walked out of the place surrounded by water vapor.

The four elves were already waiting a few meters away from the water vapor. Seeing me coming out, Yadyan was very proud: "Thank me. Without me, you would definitely be frozen into an ice sculpture."

On the side, Bingnas was hiding behind the elven girl and looked at me timidly. After looking at me, it timidly said: "No, don't hit me, I just want to make a joke..."

Taking a deep breath, exhaling again, spit out all the depression in the depressed chest, I barely squeezed a smile: "I won't hit you, but this kind of joke is best not to do it again."

It shook its head as expected.

Turning my head and looking at the remains of the big eyeballs on both sides of the main hall, I quickly stepped forward, walked up to one of them, leaned down, wiped a bit of the liquid dripping on the ground with my index finger, and sniffed slightly under my nose. To any taste.

"This is the blood of the elves."

Yadyan's voice suddenly came from behind, which frightened me.

Rubbing the liquid on the outer armor, I stood up, sighed lightly, and said, "Your blood is a colorless and transparent liquid. If it doesn't have the characteristic of stickiness, I would even think it is water."

"How can water be compared with it?" Yadyan arrogantly said: "These blood is full of magic power, and even some monsters called calamities, only because they have eaten our compatriots and merged their blood. The terrifying power of disaster."

I lowered my head to think a little, and I asked: "Since it is so powerful, can I taste a bit?"

"No matter how much you taste, it's no use," Yadyan said: "Your blood is the same as ours. No matter how much you drink, it can only be used as water."

"Stop kidding" I waved my hand: "My blood is red."

"The colors are different, and the effect is exactly the same," Yadyan said: "Otherwise, I won't be able to draw magic power from you."

I was curious: "Is there anyone who draws magic power to be particular?"

"Of course!" Yadyan said: "We are of the same clan and have the same magic power and blood. When we draw magic power, there will be no rejection, and it will not kill you. If you are of another race, even if you are of another race, even your whole body magic value. Adding them together may not be enough for me."

After pondering for a moment, I walked quickly to the package, leaned over and took out a few glass bottles from it, and then walked back to fill them one by one.

"Hey, didn't you hear what I said!" Yadyan slapped me, "No matter how much you drink, it is useless!"

"I won't drink" put the glass bottle back into the package, patted my hands, walked back to the broken big eyeballs, and while rummaging the corpse with a demon knife, said: "I will give my family a drink."

"Family?" Yadyan's gossip soul burned: "Do you have a family? Tell me, what race are they?"

While rummaging for the corpse, I said, "Humanites, orcs, fairies, goblins, dwarves, and many elves."

"Elves!" The four elves exclaimed at the same time, but soon their high emotions weakened again: "Surely they are not elves like us?"

"No." I rummaged through the corpse of the big eyeball, but couldn't find anything useful, so I walked towards the other big eyeball: "Their ancestors are said to be a branch of the fairy line."

After a little silence, Yadyan asked again: "Describe what they look like for me."

I recalled it a bit, and then explained what the fairy looked like.

The four elves looked at each other for a while, and Bingnas whispered: "Why does it sound like a forest fairy?"

"Sen fairy?"

"Mom fairy, don't you know?" Bingnas looked at me with puzzled eyes, and then he was startled, his tone changed from puzzled to embarrassed: "Yes, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." I waved my hand. "Can you tell me what a forest fairy is?"

"The Mori Fairy... is a half-fairy with other race bloodlines..."

Before Bingnas finished speaking, Yadyan interjected: "It's a mixed breed born by a group of mavericks!"

"It turns out to be a half-blood" I chuckled and said casually: "Listening to your tone, it seems that you look down on them?"

"Yes! I just look down on them!" Yadyan waved his slap and said angrily: "What's wrong with reproduction within a race! Why do you want to reproduce offspring with those races with defective bloodlines? As a result, the offspring that reproduced are not only The blood is not pure, there are many defects, huh, despise them!"

"I heard that mixed-race children are smarter and better." I tore the outer membrane of my big eyeballs, rummaging for the contents, and said: "How come I got to you, but it became defective?"

"Does this still need to be asked!" Yadyan said excitedly: "We are the darling of the God of Creation, with a nearly perfect bloodline. Even the descendants of the same race, there will never be any defects!"

"Uh..." I wiped the sweat dripping down my cheeks, and said helplessly, "Quite the fire, don't get excited."

The reason why he was advised to put down his anger is because when he gets excited, the surrounding temperature will rise.

"Huh!" Yadyan was still angry, slapped my back with a slap, the heat wave surged and sparks splashed everywhere.

I couldn't help but shook my head and smiled bitterly: You are angry with the fairy fairy, why are you discouraging me?

Just thinking about it, the tip of the knife suddenly touched something hard.

With a heartbreak, I suddenly half-kneeled on the ground, grabbing the two sliced ​​membranes with both hands, and tore them hard...not torn apart.

Embarrassing for a second, I didn't think much about it, and put my arm in along the incision.

After groping for a while, I didn't find anything. While wondering, I suddenly startled and couldn't help laughing at myself as stupid.

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