Like Tianlan Continent, there are many species in the world of Kolo. Whether it is intelligent creatures or animals that have not yet established civilization, most of them have a wide variety of branches, and the same is true of elves.
Having lived in Keluo for so long, Luo Chuan has never heard of the elf branch called frost elf.
"Ok."
Anno responded lightly, hugged his legs and put his chin on his knees, the whole elf turned into a small ball, "I don't know if I belong here or not."
Yao Ziyan sighed and touched An Nuo's hair.
Luo Chuan was silent.
If you even forget your past and just remember that you don't belong to this world, that kind of feeling should be very bad.
A certain boss felt a little empathy for the elf girl at this moment.
The soft hair felt slightly cold to the touch, Yao Ziyan looked down and noticed the silvery white luster at the end of her hair.
"Anuo, the color of your hair should be the characteristic of frost elf." Yao Ziyan was a little curious.
"It was originally silver-white. I once asked a human mage to create magic that could hide it, but it just needs to be maintained regularly." Anno wrapped a strand of hair around his fingertips, "The elves here don't look like me. In the same way, you can only hide yourself in order to avoid trouble."
"It turns out that it is." Yao Ziyan nodded clearly, and the original doubts in her heart were also answered.
Before, she and Luo Chuan had speculated on the elf girl based on the color of her hair, thinking that she should have something on her mind that she didn't tell them.
Now the truth finally emerges.
"But I don't need it now." An Nuo released her fingers and watched the hairs fall down one by one. She looked at Luo Chuan, her icy blue eyes showed some relief, and a faint smile appeared, " I have a feeling that maybe your appearance is the guidance of the goddess of fate."
"Pfft...cough...cough..."
Yao Ziyan, who was drinking tea, coughed, her face flushed red.
"Why are you so careless?" Luo Chuan held back a smile and patted her on the back.
Yao Ziyan rolled his eyes at him, picked up a tissue and wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth
"The reason for the entanglement of information..." Luo Chuan had long been able to resist Yao Ziyan's eyes, and then muttered softly.
"What?" Annuo cast his eyes, but didn't hear Luochuan's words.
"Everything in the world has cause and effect, just like invisible threads connecting things that seem to have no connection at first, any life is only a part of it, and the results of certain things are actually predestined, no matter what the process in between. , will eventually reach the only destination."
Luo Chuan briefly explained the concept of information entanglement.
This is not a causal connection in the ordinary sense, there is a relationship between cause and effect.
Rather, there is the final effect before the cause appears. There can be many processes of the cause, but the final effect is unique.
Not as Luo Chuan expected, the elf girl's expression gradually became dazed.
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, because even if you understand it, it's useless." Luo Chuan took a sip of tea.
Anno: "…"
Yao Ziyan sighed: "Luo Chuan, sometimes it's better if you don't speak."
Luo Chuan can often end the entire chat with a single sentence, which in Yao Ziyan's view is considered a talent in some respects.
"Annuo, if we can't help you find those forgotten memories, and can't help you return to the original world, what will you do?" Yao Ziyan didn't continue to struggle with Luo Chuan's words without thinking , attention fell on Anno again.
This problem must be faced.
And she... could also vaguely anticipate Anno's answer.
"It doesn't matter." Annuo's smile was pure and bright, like a pure and boundless snow field. "Then I will continue to wait. I can wait for a long, long time."
She looked down at the cup in her hand, the tea reflected the silver cold moon, and the slightly swaying ripples shattered the hazy light and shadow.
What Anno didn't say was that this place also made her feel at home.
…
The whistling cold wind never stopped, as if it would never end, it brought a large snow curtain, and it was like some kind of terrifying giant beast roaring in the flying snow, wantonly swaying that power beyond the imagination of mortals, The dark sky makes people wonder if the end is coming.
On the back of the snow slope, the wind is slightly smaller, but only slightly smaller. For most practitioners, it is still a harsh environment that cannot survive.
In this extreme low temperature environment, even if they possessed spiritual power, it would be of no avail. Ice crystals would form in the flesh and blood, and even the spiritual power would be completely frozen, and finally turned into a statue, sleeping forever in this pure white and flawless world.
A certain position on the snow **** showed a slightly unnatural bulge, and there seemed to be something buried underneath, with a faint blue brilliance passing through the snow layer.
The soft radiance lit up this house made of cold ice. Through the translucent layer of ice, one could see the layer of snow that buried the entire house. Various furniture were placed everywhere, and the aroma of barbecue wafted. But a small wall is separated, but it seems like the difference between heaven and place.
The little white fox squatted on the ground, combing the hair on its paws slowly, it just finished eating.
Next to it are a few little golden monkeys that are jumping around. They are transformed by the demon emperor using his own hair. They are not just puppets. They are special beings in a certain sense. They are all responsible.
The little white fox watched those little monkeys skillfully clean up the tableware and use the snow to clean up the scattered oil... Compared with the beginning, he was already very skilled.
Yawn, revealing sharp white teeth.
Then it turned its head, those icy blue and dark golden eyes looked in the other direction, the Demon Emperor was sitting there, holding the magic phone, his mind was completely immersed in it.
It knows what the demon emperor is looking at.
That is about the history of Tianlan Continent.
Era changes and restarts, and civilizations are born and die. Even though most of the history has disappeared in the long river of time, a few words will remain in the end, allowing future generations to glimpse a corner of the magnificent scene.
But that's just incidental.
The little white fox looked towards the window, where it was naturally covered by a thick layer of snow, but its gaze seemed to be unobstructed. On the ice and snow continent in the sky.
This is what the Demon Emperor wants to understand.
In order to read the information sent by Wen Tianji, he had been sitting there for two whole days without moving his position at all.
[I didn't expect it, it's only been two days since Chapter 2270]
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