Elven Supervillain

"He was still a member of the Rockets, ordinary, like everyone, with a big heart."

"He dreams of being like Sakagi, promoting the Rockets to the whole world, putting an end to corruption, and making Kanto, and even the world, look brand new."

"What happened later?" Ye Tong asked.

"It was very simple later on." The middle-aged woman replied, filling up the tea in front of Ye Tong, "Not everyone in the world is King Xiaoye, most people spend their lives doing nothing."

As she spoke, she let out a long breath, and continued: "Later, when Shiyu was on a mission, he encountered a storm near Hezhong, and was swept into Hezhong by the waves."

"He has no money, everything has been swept away by the waves, so he can only settle down in Hezhong first."

"And later?"

"Later..." Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman showed a smile on her face, "He met me and settled here."

"Is that so." Listening to the middle-aged woman's words, Ye Tong was silent.

After a while, he seemed to shake his head helplessly, "So, the Rockets logo?"

"That was his childhood dream." The middle-aged woman replied, stood up, and bowed to Ye Tong in salute, "I know that King Xiaoye is the current King of the Rockets, and Shiyu may have offended you by using the Rockets' logo. "

"But that is the last remembrance of an ordinary person's dream. I hope King Xiaoye can forgive me."

"...I'm not such a stingy person." Ye Tong said slowly, and took another deep look at the middle-aged woman, and immediately, he seemed to have the answer.

"Okay, in this case, I interrupted."

After saying that, Ye Tong put the teacup on the table, patted the table, and walked out the door.

"King Xiaoye, walk slowly." The middle-aged woman followed Ye Tong.

pat.

After stepping out of the gate, the sun once again entered Ye Tong's eyes. Ye Tong turned his head and said suddenly:

"Auntie, in fact, your acting skills are really bad."

"You, are you one of the 13 Rockets? I haven't seen you in Kanto, but I have photos of you back then."

"I……"

The middle-aged woman was stunned, looked at Ye Tong, and was about to explain, but Ye Tong waved her hand.

"Forget it, you don't need to say too much, I just passed by here today, and I came to visit by the way."

"In the future, I won't bother you anymore."

Chapter 594 About Dreams! The Black Dragon Roars!

Ye Tong left, and the middle-aged woman returned to the house again.

Sitting back in front of the tea table again, she noticed a slight difference at this moment, something was pressed under the teacup that Ye Tong had just used.

The middle-aged woman reached out and took the teacup away, only to see a folded photo below.

Open the photo, it is the original Rockets 13 people.

pat.

Behind the middle-aged woman, there was the sound of the door curtain being pulled open, and a deep man's voice sounded, "Is he gone?"

"Let's go." The woman replied, staring at the photo in her hand, eyes full of complex emotions, "He said he won't bother me anymore."

"Did he recognize me?" The man's voice sounded again.

The middle-aged woman did not answer, turned around, and raised the photo in her hand.

But when he saw this photo, the man was silent for a long time before he smiled as if mocking himself.

"This kid."

"Sakagi, have we really lived in seclusion here all our lives?" The middle-aged woman asked suddenly, looking at the man, there was a faint flame in her eyes, "We are not old yet."

"Old or not is not important anymore." The man shook his head, took the photos, and glanced over them one by one.

"Our time is over."

"Now, it's his time."

"But, are we really going to stop participating in such a wonderful world?" The middle-aged woman replied again, as if yearning: "So many divine beasts are awakening one after another, so many geniuses, so many secrets , are waiting for others to dig.”

"This world is undergoing the biggest change in history."

"We, before the establishment of the Rockets, didn't we also aspire to embark on the highest path of trainers?"

"Now that you are no longer the leader of the Rockets, why don't we give it a try?"

"Try again?" Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, the man froze for a moment, his eyes moved, looking at the middle-aged woman in front of him, he seemed to see the time when they were full of ambitions many years ago again.

"Yes, shall we try again..."

The whisper sounded and echoed in the room, as if he was waiting for someone to answer, and it seemed that he had already answered himself.

……

pat, pat.

On the way, Ye Tong walked with his head down, looking at the crowd of onlookers on both sides of the road ahead who came to "work" on time, and didn't respond.

"call."

On the side, Lao Jie looked at Ye Tong and poked his head over.

What's wrong with you, brat, are you thinking about women again?

"You fucking..."

Ye Tong's mood was still a little low, but when he heard Lao Tie open his mouth, he laughed angrily on the spot.

Seeing Ye Tong's smile, Lao Jie thought he had guessed right, so he also grinned.

I'm so smart, I can tell at a glance that Ye Tong is thinking about women.

"I'll tell you a stick, I'll tell you." Ye Tong stopped smiling, and looked at Ying Luoshui on the other side.

"Senior Shadow, tell me, why do most people's dreams never come true?"

"What if, I said, if one day I have the ability to change the world at will, and I make everyone's dreams come true, will this world become perfect?"

"It's a dream because it hasn't been realized." Ying Luoshui replied, looked at Ye Tong, and shook his head, "People's dreams have conflicts and limitations, and you can't realize everyone's dreams."

"Even if it's possible, don't do it."

"Okay." Ye Tong nodded, thought for a while, and said thoughtfully: "In fact, most ordinary people are very pitiful. When they were young, they had dreams and passion in their hearts, but as they grow up, they will always be ruthlessly crushed by reality.”

"Many people have become without edges and corners, and have lived a life of mediocrity. In the end, it seems that they have nothing and gained nothing."

"I don't think so." Ying Luoshui shook his head, showing a thoughtful expression, glanced at Ye Tong, and said slowly: "No matter how hard life is, can it make you give up your dream?"

After saying a word, Ying Luoshui exhaled, "When people give up their dreams because of life, they are already doomed."

"But dreams can't be eaten, can they?" Ye Tong asked back, "Even you and I need to eat."

"When your ability can't support your dream, you can use this as an excuse." Ying Luoshui replied sharply, "But when you keep using this as an excuse until you have the ability to support your dream, you Can you still remember your dream?"

"When you were 10 years old, you determined to be the best writer. When you were 20 years old, you handed out leaflets on the street in order to make a living. What about 30 years old? 40 years old?"

"Just talk, don't do it, and feel tired writing a composition and a diary every day? Life, it won't force you so much that you don't even have time for this?"

"The real dream is to be done, not to be said, but to be kept in the heart, right?"

"It makes sense." Ye Tong nodded, showing a thoughtful expression.

After a while, Ye Tong seemed to think of something, looked at Ying Luoshui, and said:

"Senior Shadow, perhaps it is not life that forces most ordinary people to give up their dreams, but themselves."

"Ah."

Ying Luoshui nodded, the two looked at each other and nodded.

After speaking, the two of them moved forward together and walked towards the front.

"call?"

The old man stood behind, looking at the backs of the two, his big eyes were full of doubts.

What dream?What life?What are they talking about?

Is Lao Yetong going to go bankrupt, and we won't be able to eat chicken legs in the future?

Want to sell me?

"call??!!"

……

There are endless mountain peaks, and the temple is located here.

In the middle of the main hall, there is a coffin, and an old man is lying on the coffin.

The old man was dressed in white, and his breath was weak. It seemed that it was the last sliver of the candle.

In front of him stood an old man in black, with a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

Today is the moment when the blood of the white dragon is passed on, which also means that the last supreme white dragon is about to fall.

"Why hasn't Quecchis brought N here yet?" Looking at the temple guards around him, the black dragon spoke, his voice tinged with gloom.

"coming!"

Before the words landed, a voice had already sounded at the gate.

Everyone turned their heads and saw the entrance of the main hall, where Queches and N had already appeared.

"Why did you come here now?" Heilong looked at Kuiqisi, and there was no politeness in his eyes.

"I was delayed on the road for some time." Kuiqisi replied, leading the people to the front of the coffin, gently stretched out his hand and pushed N to the side of the black dragon.

Unexpectedly, N at this time was extraordinarily quiet, and there was no desire to resist in his eyes, on the contrary, they were full of obedience.

"N, today is a sacred day for you."

The black dragon opened his mouth and pressed N. At the same time, with the other hand, he pressed the white dragon Zhigao.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-red light appeared in his eyes.

"Inheritance, the supreme bloodline."

"Acceptance, from the ancient will."

"..."

Deep and hoarse words gradually came out of the black dragon's mouth, and then everything in the field changed strangely.

White Dragon Supreme let out a low roar, curled up his body, and seemed to be in severe pain.

The black dragon didn't say anything, but just looked at the two of them coldly, still chanting obscure spells in his mouth.

An inexplicable magic circle appeared under the feet of the three of them, Bailong Zhigao trembled violently, and finally, there was a "bang".

More than ten drops of blood burst out from his body, with a crystal white light.

And the moment the blood burst out of his body, Bai Long Zhigao, who had already reached the end of his life, completely walked towards the end of his life, and his body lay down limply in the coffin.

The black dragon didn't relax, his left hand formed a claw, holding the dozen or so drops of blood, letting it pour toward N.

The blood entered his body, and N also let out a painful sound.

"The chosen blood and the mortal blood will be repelled, endure the pain, you are the new chosen."

The black dragon comforted in a low voice, but then, his expression changed.

Blood was being drained from N's body, and dense bloodstains began to appear on the surface of N's body.

A terrifying aura of destruction began to appear. At a certain moment, the black dragon seemed to react, grabbed the blood, pushed N away, and at the same time roared at Quecchis.

"Quiqisi, how dare you lie to me!"

"This, this is not N at all, not human at all!"

Chapter 595 Actor? Black Dragon's Despair!

"Where is this Snow Flower's Gym?"