Legend of Valoran

With Riven urging, Ye Feng can be considered very difficult this morning. But fortunately, Ye Feng's Dance of Wings and Shocking Roar have made significant progress under this rigorous training intensity.

Although in Riven's eyes, Ye Feng's proficiency in Dance of Wings and Shocking Roar was not enough, but for Ye Feng, who did not like to practice martial arts by nature, it was considered good.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Riven did not want to delay Ye Feng's afternoon time, but she knew that Ye Feng was going to find Fiona. She clapped her hands and threw the black coat in her hand to Ye Feng before saying, "Xiao Feng, let's practice this first. Tomorrow I will teach you the shield of the wind."

Ye Feng had a headache when he heard that he had to learn new swordsmanship tomorrow. He said bitterly: "Sister, how much swordsmanship do you have?"

Riven didn't care about Ye Feng's bitter face. She chuckled, "I count tomorrow, and there are two others that I haven't taught you."

Ye Feng put on his coat and mumbled a few bad things about Riven in a low voice. He glanced at Riven with a guilty conscience and was relieved to see that there was no change on Riven's face.

Riven watched Ye Feng speak to herself there. Although she didn't hear her clearly, she reminded: "Xiao Feng, if you are as strong as your sister, you can form an invisible sword energy with the sword intent of the wind like me The shield, so that it can withstand the cold of Piltoff winter."

Ye Feng curled his mouth: "This is a waste of energy. It's not as practical as wearing thicker clothes."

"Don't be scornful to your elder sister. You asked to learn swordsmanship from me before. Now you know that you won't be able to learn swordsmanship if you are suffering. You must learn all swordsmanship for me!" Riven rolled her eyes, her face was dumbfounded The tone of Ye Feng's ear was very strong. As a sister, you must be gentle when you should be gentle; when you should lead by example, you must stand up.

"It hurts, it hurts... Sister, cough cough... Sister, I know I was wrong!" Ye Feng cried out in pain, and he begged for mercy.

Seeing Ye Fengfu's softness, Riven snickered in her heart. However, in order to impress Ye Feng, her face still revealed the meaning of reprimand: "This time I have to give my sister a little more memory!"

After speaking, Riven let go of her hand, and a soft smile inadvertently crossed the corner of her mouth.

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A strange country...a strange city...a stranger. Dressed in a gray cloak and a jumpsuit hood, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl walked on the wet and dark path with a tired face.

Lifting her wet cheeks, the girl looked up at the gray sky. The gloomy clouds covering the sky and the downpour made the girl's gloomy heart even darker.

Her eyeballs were filled with faint bloodshot eyes, her moving eyes flashed with faint fluorescence, and the red and swollen eye circles were filled with liquid that did not know whether it was tears or rain.

Her lips were squirming, and the girl's throat was dry and wanted to drink water. She opened her mouth slightly, sticking out the tip of her tongue, and the wet touch of rain hit her tongue.

After a long time, the girl closed her mouth, gently slid her left hand across her thin lips, wiped her wet lips, and continued to walk aimlessly.

"Why don't you walk with eyes long?"

When a dissatisfied strong man sounded, the girl was pushed to the ground by the strong man. She hugged her shoulders tightly with her hands, and apologized in a humble tone: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

The burly man glared at the girl viciously, picked up the umbrella on the ground, and kicked the girl in the abdomen with his feet before leaving.

The girl clutched her abdomen aggrievedly, stood up with difficulty and continued on.

"Hello...Hello..." The girl sneezed twice, frowning her eyebrows slightly.

Leaning back against the eaves wall of the dark path, the girl curled up and sat on the ground. She looked not far away and happened to see a pair of mothers and children walking towards this side with umbrellas. Staring at the four or five-year-old boy in his mother's arms, the girl's eyes flashed with envy.

"Mother, hehe... Look at the paper tiger I made!" The little boy waved his masterpiece in his hands, hoping to receive his mother's award.

The mother put her forehead against the boy's forehead, and said gently: "My dear, this is the most delicate paper tiger I have ever seen!"

After being rewarded by his mother, the little boy was so happy that he had eaten honey. He swayed and waved the paper tiger in his mother's arms, causing his mother to cast a sullen look.

The naughty boy slid his hand, and the paper tiger in his hand flew out of his hand with the wind and floated in front of the girl.

Seeing that the paper tiger was about to fall on the wet ground, the kind girl subconsciously caught the paper tiger. She stood up and walked to the mother and son, and handed the paper tiger to the little boy.

The little boy’s mother gave the girl a kind smile, and then said to the little boy in her arms: "Baby, thank you big sister, don’t be so naughty next time!"

The little boy opened his big clear eyes and looked at the girl curiously. He said with a voice, "Thank you..."

The conversation stopped abruptly, the little boy's pupils shrank slightly, staring at the girl in front of him in horror. In the eyes of the little boy, the girl's face gradually distorted and turned into a huge head resembling a spider, and the hand holding the paper tiger was also twisted into spider legs. He was so frightened that he burst into tears after a while.

"Monster...Monster...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...mother, she is a monster...it's terrible...

The little boy's sudden cry caused his mother to be astonished. Then the little boy's mother thought of the terrible rumors that children can see dirty things that adults can't see.

Looking at the girl's pretty face and the gray cloak that didn't fit into her body, and then glanced at the gloomy trail, the fear in her heart began to grow slowly.

Unable to endure the repressive atmosphere, the little boy's mother screamed and ran away with the boy in her arms.

The girl held the paper tiger with a dull gaze and left the umbrella. The paper tiger was soon wet by the rain. She just stunned in the same place, her heart like this paper tiger soaked in rain, became more and more gloomy, and moved further towards the twisted road.

"One thousand seven hundred and fifty... That little boy was the one thousand seven hundred and fifty who said I was a monster..." The girl withdrew her hand and let the paper tiger fall into the potholes.

She lowered her body and stared at herself as reflected in the potholes below her feet. A tear was drawn from the corner of his eye in the ditch, sliding down his cheek, and dripping into the ditch.

Faint ripples rippled, and the girl's pretty cheeks also shook.

In the next moment, the girl saw her pretty face in the water began to twist, and scarlet scars began to spread on both sides of her cheeks.

She looked at herself in the water in horror, shaking her head, and the previous hallucinations disappeared.

With a sigh of relief in my heart, the girl murmured tiredly: "I am a human, not a monster..."

...

The bed shook violently, and Elise suddenly awoke from her dream. She looked around with a haggard face and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It turned out to be a dream..."

With a cold snort, Elise got up and put on her favorite black evening dress. She looked at the rain in Noxus outside the window, with an evil smile on her mouth.

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