Sword and Magic and Taxi

After an indescribable period of time, Zhao Mai pillowed his arm and Satiri pillowed his chest, and the two of them yawned at the stars gradually appearing in the sky.

Even after a long period of work and exercise, even if the natural force and magical power gathered by the temple tower improved his physical fitness, Zhao Mai felt quite tired. He once felt that his physical fitness could surpass more than 90% of human beings on Earth, but there was still a certain gap between what he had imagined-or what he had learned through various strange ways. This can only mean, "All the books are fake," he said.

"What are you talking about, everything is fake?" Sadili dangled her hair, and her ivory skin was full of red scratches, just like Zhao Mai's dark skin. But women always blame men for this kind of thing: "You druid, why are you like a beast, don't know how to be lighter?"

"You mage is not the same. You are so curious, you want to try everything?" Zhao Mai did not show any weakness, put his hand on Sadili, before she could do anything bad, he was caught and turned over. Overwrite the past look.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Mai asked: "Will you look at palm prints and fate?"

"No, my teacher will. Not Kotander, but the teacher who taught me how to control my body and charm. She said that she has seen the palm prints of many men and learned about their destiny and learned some skills from them. "Satili stroked Zhao Mai's palm with her slender fingers, pointed to a palm print and said, "This palm print says that you are a liar."

"Heaven and Earth Conscience!" Zhao Mai snorted: "That line is clearly a lifeline. From the length and depth, one can infer a person's health and lifespan. It is not a line of honesty or a liar."

Satili stood up straight and pressed her ear to Zhao Mai's heart: "Then tell me, will you marry me?"

"I..." Zhao Mai swallowed, and then said: "I don't know how to answer." He looked into Sadili's eyes and said with a trace of apology: "We can work hard in that direction."

"Why, everyone is free now, why can't you talk about this? You already have a wife, or do you want to keep doing it?"

"It's not fair, Satiri, do you want to marry me now, think about it!"

"Think about it, it's really not like that." Sadili chuckled, shook her head, and ran over Zhao Mai's chest. "Ah, I don't know what to do as a free man. Do I have to worry about what I should do every day, choose this or that?"

"Perhaps, I don't know, who can be truly free?" Zhao Mai sat up holding Sadili, kissed her deeply, and released it when he was almost suffocating. Sadili's face flushed, and she was about to pinch Zhao Mai, only to see sadness in his eyes.

"what happened to you?"

"I thought of one thing." Zhao Mai reached out and grabbed it volley, summoning the phone into his palm.

Sadiri's eyes beamed, and she looked curiously at the shiny little box. There was no energy fluctuation of magic and psychic powers just now, and this summoned thing exudes endless mystery. "What is this?" she asked.

"This is something from my hometown. It's called a mobile phone. Come and see this timer." Zhao Mai opened the lock screen, and the clock remained at the time when he landed on the ground of Artas, without a second change. "It always indicates the flow of time in my hometown, and it has stopped. In other words, after a hundred years here, my hometown has not changed."

"Wow, it's so amazing, it can affect the flow of time. What is this, magic or psychic power?"

"I don't know the principle. But..." Zhao Mai finally expressed his concerns: "If I go back to my hometown and a second later, what will happen to Artas here? You...I...this world will It’s not going to end, will I never see you again?"

Sadili frowned, sat up from Zhao Mai's arms, and began to think about this logic. Although it sounds incredible, she can feel that Zhao Mai is not lying. Whether it is her intuition as a woman or by observing Zhao Mai's look, she can draw the same conclusion. Nor did she stupidly ask a question like "Can't you stay here forever?" She knew that there was no way to answer that question.

Zhao Mai stretched out his arm and hugged Satiri in his arms, with many thoughts in his heart. Time is fair to everyone, and he now deeply understands the true meaning of this sentence. At the beginning, when he found that Atas's (relative) time flow was static, he was ecstatic, thinking that he could exercise here, improve his abilities, and then return to the earth, so that he could achieve "suddenly becoming stronger in an instant." feel. But the fact is that time is still one minute and one second for him, and he moves forward without mercy and no lingering. The things that make up a person's memory and feelings are still like his heartbeat, one after another, happening, developing and ending. This so-called static world is a bubble for him, which will burst and become nothing if he leaves. Then it's better to live on the earth day after day in peace, at least you can be sure that you can be caught in these days.

"I can't stay forever, I have a necessary reason to go back." Zhao Mai looked at Sadili and said, "So, I want to take you away."

As soon as the voice fell, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the stars in the sky were obscured by the blue storm, lightning rushed through the clouds, and huge psychic powers surged down. Zhao Mai was forcibly stuffed with a message in his mind: "Sadilly can't leave this world!"

This voice is exactly the same as Artas' planetary will, but it is more majestic and harsh. When each word rang, it was as if a heavy hammer fell on Zhao Mai's soul, knocking on his psychic barrier. That kind of feeling is like being stuffed into a big bronze bell in a temple, and it is hitting a hundred and eight times. Zhao Mai was dizzy and reached out to Satili for help. But the female mage was motionless, as if being petrified. Zhao Mai's hand passed through her body, like a shadow.

"Why not?" Zhao Mai gritted his teeth and said, "History was created, and the script has changed. Why can't the changes continue?"

"Because this is not your world, you have no right to influence major elements of major events."

The heavy hammer hit again, Zhao Mai's nostrils and ears began to bleed. He resisted the pain and shouted: "Anyone can become a sun mage, why must it be Satiri? Cotande is not bad! He is wiser, more experienced, and more charismatic in leadership!"

"This is not your world. You have no right to influence major elements of major events."

"Then whose world is this?" The heavy hammer hit Zhao Mai's mind again, the psychic barrier shattered, and his skin began to chip in pieces. Zhao Mai raised his **** to the sky, struggling to say: "If you don't care, call the person in charge!"

"You don't have the power to make major changes." The voice was merciless, still hitting Zhao Mai with a fixed rhythm and strength, deepening his wounds, but it was not fatal. "This is a warning, not a punishment or a blow."

It seemed that he had completed his mission or felt bored and didn't want to play with Zhao Mai anymore. The blue storm in the sky dissipated instantly, as if it had never happened. Fanxing returned to the sky again, and the starlight shone on the arena. Satiri blinked, her eyelashes trembling. She didn't know anything about what happened, and asked Zhao Mai in confusion, "I know you have a reason to go back, then what?"

Zhao Mai looked down at his body and wiped his face with his hands. All the wounds and blood had disappeared. It seemed to be an illusion~www.NovelMTL.com~ But his psychic barrier really disappeared, which reminded him. Wake up. What is the **** planetary will? He used to think it was the manifestation of the force of nature on the planet level. Because of the destroyed natural environment of Atas, he had anger and had a certain ability to predict, but now it seems The situation is a bit different from what I thought.

The voice said that he did not have the power to make major changes, so what kind of power and ability? How can we gain power to make changes?

Zhao Mai turned his mind, his eyes straightened naturally. Satiri shook her hand before his eyes and said with concern: "What's wrong, what are you thinking."

"I will find a way to solve this problem." Zhao Mai said to Sadili with a serious expression: "I will keep trying until I unearth the secrets inside and bring you real freedom."

"True freedom?" Sadili lay on Zhao Mai's shoulder, and said for a while, "Don't speak so deeply to Teacher Cotande? I am very free now. I am free to ask you ."

"any request?"

"Shut up, and continue to do it!" (To be continued.)