Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

This was the best friend she had been searching for for thirty years.

"Lord. Lord!" Celie's voice suddenly rose uncontrollably, the joy in it almost overflowing.

Even those beautiful golden pupils were swept by this emotion, reflecting the figure of the person in front of him.

Without trying to pull back her tightly held hand, Celie didn't know why Lord used such a strange method. Could it be that this man was as happy as she was?

As expected, the other party is worthy of being his best friend!

So Celie shook his hand back even harder, and their hands were clasped together as if they could not be separated.

It’s just that the emotions held by both parties are different.

But this did not affect the joyful reunion between the two.

Celie even forgot to hate the hand that was causing trouble above her head. She just raised her head and stared at Lord's face, as if she wanted to make up for what she had missed in the past thirty years.

"It's me." Lord repeated again, still in the same tone, "I'm back, Celie."

"You..." Celie opened her mouth, but a thousand words got stuck in her throat, and in the end, she only uttered a choked accusation, "Where have you been? For thirty years! I thought you had already..."

"I know." Lord felt a little distressed by Celie's persistence, and at the same time, an indescribable throbbing arose in his heart. "Stubborn Elf Lady, I apologize to you."

He took the Elf Lady's hand and placed it in his

Gently rub the cheek.

This action went beyond the boundaries of ordinary friendship, and even Celie noticed it.

But in her eyes, this is actually very reasonable.

Lord and I can't be described as ordinary friends.

Maybe this man thinks so too?

For the elves, who have long lives and weak emotions, the position of best friend has long been reserved for Lord, and the other party seems to be using this method to express the relationship between the two.

So Celie took their hands back and put Lord's hand on her cheek and rubbed it gently.

This is her return gift.

In her heart, this was proof of the closeness of their relationship.

"My dear friend..." she whispered, her voice soft and filled with a hint of trust, "The one who accompanied me on the path of magic has finally returned."

Lord's heart trembled suddenly.

Her words were very pure, but it was this sincerity that touched the deepest emotion in Lord's heart that he had never dreamed of.

Even he himself doesn't understand.

Is this feeling right?

But since I have found a way to achieve eternal life, this feeling is right!

Because he knew Celia too well, and knew the elf lady's emotional insensitivity.

The other party was looking for him so persistently simply because he was her best friend and an indispensable part of her long life.

This persistence is very pure, but it is not the kind of emotion that I desire deep in my heart.

But that's okay.

This slowness can only be resolved by the passage of time.

One day, the iron tree will bloom.

I can definitely afford to wait now.

A barely perceptible trace of tenderness and determination flashed across Lord's eyes.

He took the initiative to break free, and held up Celia's round cheeks with both hands, kneading them gently. His movements were very light and careful, as if he was holding some precious treasure.

After a long time, he finally pinched his master's little face again, and this time he did it openly.

Celie didn't quite understand why her best friend did this.

Is it because we are too happy to be reunited?

But he's a really brave guy.

If it were in the past, Celie would never allow Lord to pinch her cheeks like a big soft ball.

But considering that they hadn't seen each other for so many years, she endured it.

It was not until the man finally let go of her hand that Celie looked at him again.

Lord stepped back a little and looked at Celia: "Celia, I'm right here. Your best friend is right here and he's not going anywhere!"

He deliberately emphasized the word "close friend" in response to Celia's perception of the relationship and also to pave the way for himself.

Celia felt the sincerity in the other person's words, but she didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

All obsession and waiting turned into satisfaction at this moment.

She found him, and her best friend returned to her.

To her, this was the meaning of it all, a joy that could fill an eternity of life.

Even though we may have to go through separation again in the future, I have already found the answer.

And on the day of separation in the future, she will not be as persistent as before, but will turn into the simplest determination.

And in the long life ahead, I will recall this joy countless times.

Then keep moving forward.

Lord looked at the elf lady staring at him, and he felt an urge to hold her tightly in his arms, but he finally restrained himself.

"Okay, let's get out of here," Lord said. "Orger can't completely cleanse the pollution here yet."

Although Orger seemed to be able to completely suppress the pollution, Lord knew that it would not last long.

Even Orger couldn't completely eliminate this thing, it was too terrifying.

Celia also knew this and immediately agreed to Lord's proposal.

Lord raised Org, and a sword light slashed out with his movement, forming a passage leading to the outside of the Land of God's Fall.

He was about to take a step when he suddenly felt his sleeve being gently pulled.

"This time." Celie's voice was soft but resolute. "Don't disappear suddenly again. You have to accompany me on another adventure!"

Lord turned around to look at her, a gentle smile on his lips: "I promise you, my elf lady."

The figures of the two gradually disappeared on the road shrouded in light.

Chapter 118 A Very Long Journey

The path opened by the sword light slowly closed behind him, isolating all the darkness and erosion in the Land of God's Destruction.

However, as Lord and Celie got closer to the edge, the suppressed darkness seemed to have come to life and began to boil over.

The sticky muddy undercurrent was like a huge wave, fiercely hitting the light released by Orger. The momentum was so strong that it even dimmed the brilliance like the scorching sun.

"boom--!"

Darkness and light intertwine.

Countless twisted black tides danced madly, trying to break through the barrier of light and drag the prey that had just escaped back into the abyss.

Seeing this scene, Lord secretly hid his arm.

I didn't expect that my arrival would activate the pollution here.

The filthy darkness mixed with a cold breath is bound to return to the embrace of the most original source.

And the most fundamental pollution is within Lord's body.

As a being completely swallowed by the black mud, Lord naturally became the source of this pollution, and this source also triggered the current boiling.

Celia's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously grabbed the corner of Lord's clothes.

"Don't worry!"

Lord comforted her, holding Celie's hand dishonestly with his little hand.

Now he has more than one kind of god-level power in his body. Orger's return brings him the power from the goddess's authority.

Two forces of the same level can naturally easily deal with the black mud in front of them.

His eyes flashed, and Orger's magic began to be released. The clear sound of sword rang out, and the majestic divine power poured in again, completely repelling the surging black mud waves.

With the help of Orger's power, the two quickly escaped from the influence of the black mud wave in the Land of God's Fall.

Behind him, the edge of the black wave, which had completely lost its target, rolled in vain, and finally could only slowly retreat and lurk back into the darkness.

Celia looked back with lingering fear at the forbidden area that swallowed up the light, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

She looked at Lord beside her with concern in her eyes: "Are you okay? It was really dangerous just now."

Lord didn't answer immediately. He just walked up to Celie, stretched out his finger, and flicked her forehead.

"Well!"

Celie covered her forehead and glared at him in dissatisfaction.

This human actually dared to hit me! ?

How arrogant!

Celia originally wanted to fight back in the same way, but Lord's next words dissuaded her from doing so.

"You know the danger, but you still dare to go in?"

After the danger is over and they arrive at a safe place, Lord will give a good lecture to this ignorant elf lady in front of him.

"There's no other way. Isn't this the only place I haven't looked for? And I know you're here!"

After the elf lady finished speaking, she showed an expression that said, "As expected," and seemed very proud of her choice.

Lord was even more furious.

"What do you take me for? I don't even dare stay here! I'm not like Org who can conceal my aura."

"But it all turned out well, didn't it? Is Orger okay?"