Time is sometimes very slow, and life is like a year, and time is sometimes very fast, like a flash of time. However, time passes through Herist's heart, but it is calm and windless, without causing any slight turmoil.

Since Brian took her into the territory of Mokou Town, the lord who had been in office for only more than a month did not immediately let him follow him into the town, but instead asked her to wait for a moment and go back.

In this regard, Heliste, who has always been indifferent, has no objection and obeys the rules.

When she recalled the mysterious smile that floated in his bright and deep eyes, she understood that his every move had his profound meaning.

She was quiet and leisurely, standing in the wind. Under the morning light, her appearance was as crystal clear as jade, and as a crescent moon.

While waiting patiently, when Heliste remembered the experiences along the way, he couldn't help but look dazed, and some memories that were out of reach for her inexplicably appeared in his heart.

"Herist, for the spiritual sage who practices the secret method of full essence and energy, is nothing more than the word "quiet". Only by being calm and calm can one realize the beauty of the mind, and can one penetrate into every corner of the heart and recognize your body."

This is what Her mentor said to Herrist when he first mastered the spiritual inheritance of Atas World when he was fifteen years old.

Herist has been very talented when he learned the way of spiritual energy with his tutor since he was a child.

But for some reason, her mentor believed that the spiritual talent of the mind as calm as water was also a shackle that was insurmountable to the secret method of the full essence.

At that time, she was not sure of the true meaning of this statement, and she had been following the last words of the instructor at the end of her life to practice spiritual energy.

I thought my heart was as calm as water, but I never expected that the appearance of Brian caused ripples to her seemingly calm lake.

The warm breeze blows by her face, Heliste lifts up his delicate jade hand, gently lifts his hair splattered by the breeze, and his clear and indifferent face gradually reveals a little comfortable smile.

Once upon a time, the ancient evil creatures destroyed the world and searched for the lost Atas world... This heavy burden was pressed on her shoulders, making her delicate body unbearable.

She lived in the darkness like a walking corpse until a faint starlight appeared, like the hope in her life, shining on her body.

On the edge of darkness, the light is the most dazzling.

At that time, she was like walking in the ruins of destruction when it was still cold and cold, immersed in a desolate area. Inadvertently, her fragile heart was filled with expectation.

In late winter, everything is still dormant in a dark corner, drunk in a gentle dream.

The dead branches and leaves are all withered and yellow, without any greenness, without the vitality that life should have.

Life seems to be telling the tragic tragedy after decay.

Under the ruins, there were countless laughter and joy buried, full of greenness.

She walked forward alone, silently, only looking forward to what she could meet to comfort her traumatized heart.

But, it seems that everything is being destroyed, except withered and yellow...

In addition to disappointment, she accidentally caught a glimpse of green spots. Under a collapsed corner of the wall, some green seemed to emerge from the soil.

She quickly stepped forward with hope. Perhaps that was what she expected - an encounter, which is the so-called hope.

As she got closer, she finally saw its appearance clearly - a few grasses under the ruins.

The grass's slender body swung with the wind, and seemed to be still afraid of the cold, but it never fell.

The two tender green leaves are gently stretching, as if giving the world a warm hug.

It contrasts with the withered and yellow around it and sets off its green. What kind of green is it? It is not like the deep blue after it grows, it does not have its maturity, nor does it look like the miserable green before it wither, nor does it have its decadent green.

It is a pure light green without any color, and it descends to this unawakened world in its most primitive form at birth.

It is the bravest green, the hope of all birth. Even if it is not mature, the green under its withered yellow is the most beautiful stunning in the world in Herist’s heart!

The north wind whistled, and the wind blade fell on its body. It stubbornly bit the ground, even if it swayed, it would not fall. It was a fearless spiritual pillar.

At this moment, it is ups and downs in bad weather, and it is like a dance, performing its own splendor in the heart of a desperate person.

This is undoubtedly the most beautiful moment.

Perhaps Brian and her met in this love relationship. When she was most frustrated and helpless, Brian was like guiding her own stars, guiding her forward in the darkness.

He told her: "In a desolate desperate situation, there will be no hope of another door at any time."

So she understood that success or failure depends only on whether she had a beautiful encounter.

Because he could inspire her and raise the sails for her to drive out of the misery.

Heliste couldn't help but sigh in secret: A simple encounter, whether small or boundless, will always change a person's mood and give her a spiritual source.

Perhaps this is not the first green grass in early spring, the first part is full of greenness, but the tenacity under the ruins, the hope of life under the ruins, and the infinite growth under the ruins are ultimately filled with the desire for success.

She met the person she was about to meet in millions of years, in the wilderness of endless time, and was not a step earlier or later.

They seemed to have nothing else to say, and could only ask softly: "Oh, are you here too?"

She wanted him to know that there was always someone waiting for him in this world. No matter when or wherever he was, he just needed to know that there was always such a person.

She still remembers deeply that the two entered a starry vehicle leading to the main material world. Because they were far from the constraints of the rules of the small world, their strength was temporarily confused.

The goddess of doom never pity anyone, they encountered the Githyanki people in the "pirates of the astral world".

Although Brian was seriously injured, he was still standing in front of him.

She remembered him saying, "Come on! You guys are mixed with chickens. If you want to hurt my friends, you must step over my body!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! She still remembers that he was not even breathing at that time, but his eyes were so tenacious. She would never forget him at that time.

"You go first, see you in Yinyue City!"

He pushed her away, threw a word, destroying the astral veins in his growth period, and was involved in a spiritual storm with the Githyankis.

She was rescued by the Silver Moon Dragon Queen who happened to pass by, but when she turned around, she could no longer find his trace.

At that time, she shed tears of sadness for the first time, and she realized that the tears were so bitter.

For countless days and nights in Yinyue City, she kept searching for his traces in the astral world, writing his name on paper, drawing his voice, appearance and smile, looking forward to meeting him again in Yinyue City.

In terms of age, she was hundreds of years older than Brian. Since the beginning, she has been trying to treat him as a mentor as a young half-elves student. Even though he successfully found the astral custody leading to the main material world, she did not approve him a single word.

But it was not until that day that she truly felt that her Brian was a man who could withstand all difficulties and was her only support.

He was young and ambitions, and for his childhood promise, he went thousands of miles away, and alone delayed the time of the world's destruction.

He was sincere and faced with the inhumane genocide, he drew his sword to help, rescued the civilians from water and fire, and even refused to listen to her dissuasion, and personally cut off the butcher king's head without hesitation.

He was tenacious and unyielding, leading the mercenaries and adventurers from Longshougang to fight against the invaders, revived all the way, and called for a high place. Countless capable and patriots were loyal to him, and the chaotic times were in a prosperous and bright era.

Before he knew it, he had become her center, becoming the hope of saving the small world and finding the lost Atas.

It was not until this moment that she realized the true meaning of the instructor's words.

"The spiritual talent of the mind is as calm as water is also a shackle that is insurmountable to the secret method of the full essence and energy display."

That's true.

The psychic warlock discovers a wider and more powerful spiritual power by constantly studying his own mind and spiritual consciousness.

They meditate and ponder their memories and the nature of memory, argue with their own fragments of their personality, and go deep into every dark corner of their hearts.

I know your body!

It is not just the psychic motto, but also the path to powerful power.

It is true that the spiritual talent of a calm mind can allow her to master all the six major areas of the mind warlock at the fastest speed, but when she searches for herself, the mind that cannot splash a ripples will become the most tenacious bond that hinders her from knowing your body.

Heliste was really glad that he met him. He quietly opened her mood, letting her feel rippled in her heart, and gave her new hope.

She could feel that her perfect fusion of the personality of the remaining two spiritual crystal servants was no longer as far away as she imagined.

This made her recall that the two of them had a pleasant communication in their own spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

The feeling was like she was intoxicated in the colorful clouds, sleeping peacefully in the warm sunshine, making her nostalgic for going back and forth, unable to extricate herself...

The sudden sound of horse hooves galloping interrupted Herist's deep thoughts, and she couldn't help but blame herself for being able to lose her mind in the wilderness.

She gently shook her loose silver hair and looked at the sound.

The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, and the shadows of trees are swaying. A cavalry team is moving in its direction. The purple dragon flag is waving in the wind and making noises.

This group of tall and large cavalry were all wearing field armor, steel helmets, and a battle robe with the purple dragon logo.

A gorgeous carriage was surrounded by the middle of the line.

The Purple Dragon Knight of the Kingdom of Cormier.

Heliste recognized the origin of the group and nodded thoughtfully.

When the team was about to approach them, they suddenly stopped, lined up, rolled over and dismounted, held the reins, stood in place with their backs straight, as if we were welcoming them.

As she imagined, she saw Brian lift the curtain and walk out of the carriage.

As usual, he wore a brand new wool coat, wide-edged belts and silver-plated buckles, and a dark purple cape that swayed lightly in the breeze.

As the lord of Mokou Town, he dressed in such simple clothes, but this still could not conceal the nobility of the human royal family and the elegance of the elf that was revealed in his behavior.

Especially the eyes that impressed her, they were so deep that there was a vast starry sky hidden inside, and they were as bright as black stones.

When she was slightly ecstatic, Brian had quietly come to her. She clearly saw the angular face, and when she smiled, the softness of the elves appeared.

It was not until this moment that she realized that she had been attracted by Brian's eyes, but had never carefully looked at his face.

"It's been a long time for you to wait."

"No."

His voice pulled her back to reality, and she subconsciously avoided her gaze and answered hurriedly.

Seeing Herist's strange expression, Brian was slightly stunned, smiled and stretched out his right hand, saying to her: "On behalf of the Kingdom of Cormier, I welcome Ms. Herist Yuezhimang, the lord of Silver Moon City, to visit Mokou Town."

His voice was very light, but it was clearly heard into everyone's ears.

The row of Purple Dragon Knights behind him all showed shock when they heard this, and looked at the Lord of Silver Moon who stood in disbelief and looked beautiful and refined in the wind.

After all, the composition of the Purple Dragon Legion is mainly composed of young nobles who joined the role of officers and knights. They naturally know what the arrival of the female lord from Silver Moon City in front of them means.

They subconsciously looked at their lord's back, as if thinking. It turned out that the time when the lord disappeared, they had actually had a relationship with the lord Yinyue City Lord.

As a psychic, in the face of this scene, Herist quickly recovered his calmness, calmed himself down and controlled his voice.

"I feel so flattered to be able to let the Lord of Mokou Town welcome him in person." She held Brian's slender and powerful right hand and said deliberately in a slightly teasing tone.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "That is my honor." Brian let go of her delicate jade hand, let the road open, and pointed his hand at the carriage, "Please get in the car."

He sent Herist onto the carriage and greeted the Purple Dragon Knights.

"Start and go back to Mokou Town."

The war horses neighed and the wheels rolled, and the group drove towards Mokou Town.

In the spacious carriage, Herist leaned against the comfortable mat, looking strangely at Brian, who was only a small table separated from him.

He sat cross-legged, playing with a deck of cards on the table in his hand, and she said in a gentle voice, "Actually you don't have to be so troublesome. Bryan, these are all false gifts, I don't mind at all."

"But I mind." Brian looked at her and smiled and joked:

"No matter what, you are also the lord of Silver Moon City. With such a noble identity, you are condescending to my small place. If you feel wronged again, the members of the Silver Federation will not poke the backbone of my little lord of Mokou Town, and scold me."

Heliste tweaked the ends of his hair on his forehead, and a smile couldn't help but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Brian looked at the psychic sage opposite him with a subtle expression.

He could clearly feel that the favorability between him and this beautiful elf had risen a lot.

He didn't think much about it. After all, staring at women is a very rude behavior.

"This is the wizard tower drawing I designed."

So he took out more than a dozen sheepskin scrolls that had been prepared and said to her, "I have prepared all the materials for building the Wizard Tower. Before I returned to Mokou Town, you can check it in advance to see if there are any changes."

Herist is a psychic warrior in the legendary realm, mastering the "Legendary Magical Art". With just one thought, her wizard tower can be built instantly, which can save him a lot of time.

“There is indeed something that needs to be changed.”

Heliste studied the drawings carefully, looked up at Brian, opened his red lips and said seriously:
Chapter completed!