Chapter 2122 Isn't the Album a Lie?

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Xi Xi looked at Irina, a young and beautiful elf with surprising talents, who had already reached the top of the Nolan Continent.

Among the major races in the Nolan Continent, Xi has the best perception of elves.

This is a beautiful, kind-hearted race that yearns for freedom, has a high affinity for nature, and has a very high cohesion.

Oh... By the way, this is a record left by observers more than a hundred years ago.

After her observation during this period, it seems that this is not the case.

The Forest of Wind, known as the last piece of pure land in Nolan Continent, is full of smoky atmosphere.

The inferior hierarchy of humans prevailed among the elves, and she even saw elf slaves being used like cows and horses.

These experiences subverted her perception of elves. She felt pity for those elves who were treated as slaves, but her goodwill for this group was almost wiped out.

The beautiful elf in front of him does not belong to the oppressed elf class, but should be the existence of the ruling class.

"I'm not a god." Xi slightly shook her head.

"Are you here to save the world?" Irina continued to ask.

On the ice field that day, the huge glowing object launched an attack that shocked her, and even Cthulhu was knocked back.

"I'm not here to save the world, and I have no obligation to do so." Xi Xi still shook her head.

"You should know that I am his wife, so I know everything." Irina smiled slightly and raised one leg, "Since your goal is also Cthulhu, then you are here to save the world, only the real Only the strong can save the world, but we can't."

McGonagall, who was cutting pork in the kitchen, was delighted to hear that. In terms of killing, Irina was still better than him.

After hearing what Irina said, Xi frowned slightly, as if she was thinking.

"This is your business." Xi said.

Irina smiled and shook her head: "No, you will appear here, and you will contact and cooperate with what you think are low-level beings, which shows that this is not just our business."

Xi sat up slightly,

For the first time, he looked seriously at the elf in front of him.

Irina also suppressed her smile, and said in a low voice: "You may come from the sky, or you may come from the ground, it doesn't matter to us, just like those gods who leave traces but never really appear .

What we want is a world that can survive, even if this world has boundaries and upper limits.

So, we can continue to stay in this not-too-rich world, but you have to let us live, even if it's just to re-seal those guys. "

Xi looked at Irina in silence for a long time, and then said: "I am the limit that the ancients can help this world, and I must ensure that I will not expose the existence of the ancients."

"According to the requirements, you should not be in this world anymore, or you shouldn't have this memory and this conversation now."

"If you are the limit of the ancients, then you can only choose to cooperate with us." Irina leaned back on the chair and smiled.

"I admit, you are my only choice." Xi Xi nodded.

Xi has re-examined Irina in her heart, and talking to this woman is more oppressive than Mag.

But this also shows that they are indeed good partners, and she doesn't like to cooperate with fools.

"If you ancients can't produce people, maybe you can produce weapons and re-arm the various tribes in the Nolan continent. Let us fight against Cthulhu and the devils and fight a proxy war." Mag came out with a few cold dishes. He came out of the kitchen, looked at Xi and said.

"Proxy war?" Xi frowned, this was also a new vocabulary for her.

However, McGonagall has already explained in advance, asking the ancients to provide weapons to arm the various tribes in the Nolan continent.

"This is not a decision I can make." Xi shook her head.

Mag said with a serious face: "I hope you ancients can assess the risk that the various races in the Nolan continent will give up resistance and eventually become completely servants of the devil. You should be clear that the temporary coalition is not reliable, not to mention that there is still a relationship between them. Deep hatred."

"I will convey your suggestion." Xi looked at Mag and nodded.

"Please enjoy."

Mag put down some appetizers, and helped Xi open the lid of Maotai by the way.

He doesn't have much hope for Xi's promise, after all, it's really not a decision she can make.

As for the status of Nolan Continent in the hearts of the ancients, he can only test it out.

Xi quietly drinks and eats food.

Irina took a wine glass herself, poured a glass of wine and sat opposite her and drank it.

Mag glanced at Irina, hesitated to speak.

After three cups, Irina began to feel drunk. She squinted her eyes at Xi, and asked with a smile, "What is your life like, the ancients? Do you also eat, sleep, and beat Doudou?"

"Who is Doudou? Why did you beat him?" Xi put down her chopsticks, looked at Irina seriously and asked.

"It's Doudou, everyone fights, so let's fight." Irina laughed.

"We don't play Doudou there." Xi shook his head, they did have food and sleep, but they seemed to be missing an interesting sport.

"Then do you rely on flying when you go out?" Irina asked again, "Or use the teleportation array."

"Choose the means of transportation depending on the distance, but the teleportation array has been eliminated."

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Mag was listening to the conversation between the two women in the kitchen, and couldn't help but sigh that the women could talk about anything, even if one of them was drunk.

He knew that Irina probably had the intention of getting Xi drunk and then making a fool of herself.

But he drank a bottle of Moutai and added a bottle of whiskey and could walk out of the tavern by himself.

As far as Irina's three glasses of wine are poured, there is no need to fight at all.

Not long after, Xi looked at Irina, who was drunk and lying on the table, eating alcoholic peanuts calmly.

This is, a strong smell of meat wafts from the kitchen.

"It smells so good!" Xi stopped the movement of her hands, and looked up in the direction of the kitchen in surprise.

The rich meaty aroma was so alluring that she couldn't help swallowing.

This is a fragrance that is beyond her knowledge, and it is also a fragrance that she has never smelled in the dungeon, and it is only comparable to the last Buddha Jumping the Wall.

However, compared to the fragrance of Buddha Tiaoqiang, which is made up of all kinds of delicacies, this fragrance is more pure. It is the fragrance of meat. She has already imagined the image of braised pork cooking in a pot until it looks bright red in her mind.

And her state at this time was like a mermaid who just woke up from the bed and was attracted by the sudden fragrance.

"Isn't the picture album a lie?"

Xi Xi picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the wine to suppress her shock, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

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