C6 Study Hard

six good studies

Murong Qiu finally knew the main reason for the decline of the Dark Elves' native language: They were too difficult to remember, too difficult to read, too difficult to understand! Not only are they numerous in shape and strokes, but their pronunciation is extremely concave and their meaning is difficult to understand! If it was a miracle that Mountain was so fluent in Chinese, then Murong Qiu's mastery of the mother tongue of the Elves was a myth! Myth was created by the gods! Is Murong Qiu a godly person? No, at least not now. Therefore, when Murong Qiu read such ancient characters and heard Tangola's words that were so caved in, Murong Qiu's body went from top to bottom and he was as big as a finger from head to toe.

"Damn it!" Murong Qiu couldn't help but nag, but he forgot that he was a ghost! But Tangola had truly seen a ghost!

"Your ancestors are really f * * king amazing. They created such an enigmatic question language. No wonder all of you Elves aren't willing to learn your mother tongue!"

Tangola had yet to reach Middle Period of Spirit King Stage so naturally, he had never been to Earth. Naturally, he did not know what "*" meant. After hearing Murong Qiu's nagging, she nodded her head in agreement and said: "Spells are very noble knowledge, ordinary people don't have the qualifications to learn it! At that time, the ancestors of the elves, in order to prevent the common elves from learning it, made it extremely difficult to understand. Furthermore, there were many schools for the Elven Spells at that time and only the Elves of the sect were allowed to learn their spells. As a result, most of the spells of the various factions have yet to be passed down! This is the main reason why there are so few mages and so few factions! "

Murong Qiu also nodded. He knew this very well. Martial Arts from ancient China were not passed down because of these reasons. It could be said that most of the martial arts passed down were very common! It is precisely because of those so-called "not to pass on the inside, not to pass on the male or female" rules that the quintessence of Chinese Wushu is lost! If it were possible to stay, then the track and field gold medals in sports would not be a part of China; if the Chinese football players practiced lightness, then the Chinese football team would have rushed out of Asia into the world and won the Hercules Cup; if the Chinese basketball players practiced lightness, then the NBA would be headquartered in China; if some internal laws were to survive in China, then China would be the absolute overlord of weightlifting; if … if those absolute studies were to survive, then China could not be bullied into that kind of land. The more Murong Qiu thought about it, the more regretful he felt. The incantation here should also be 'pass on your daughter to no man', right? No wonder most mages were female! What the hell...

"Didn't you just say 'your ancestors' and 'you elves'? Aren't you elves?" Tangola suddenly recalled Murong Qiu's words and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I'm an elf! "It's just that I used to stay on the mountain with Master and have never been in contact with the outside world. I feel like I'm from two different worlds, so …" Murong Qiu's quick reaction that he had mastered over the years helped him a lot!

After Tangola heard Murong Qiu's words, the sympathy in his heart for Murong Qiu became even more intense, so he didn't make things difficult for him anymore.

Murong Qiu touched his back, which was wet. Be careful of this ship! " Murong Qiu warned himself secretly!

"Alright, you first learn these basic sounds and bytes before talking about anything else! I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first! " With that, Tangola left.

Murong Qiu was facing these books which were even harder than the Heavenly Book. The dark expression on his face changed and was filled with worry.

"Autumn." Xue'er's crying face appeared in front of Murong Qiu's eyes.

"Xue'er, I will definitely return! Trust me! No matter what difficulties I encounter, I will never give up on my promise to you! " Murong Qiu clenched his fists and lowered his head at the same time, burying himself deep in the bitterness of the elf's mother tongue.

Inside the hospital, a pale but pretty little girl stood by the glass door of the cold storage room, sincerely praying.

"She has been there praying ever since she woke up! It had already been seven days! "Sigh!" The doctor beside her said sympathetically to Shangguan Tong.

Ever since she "heard" what Murong Qiu said to her, Shangguan Tong had funded a glass house specifically designed to freeze Murong Qiu's corpse. Because of this, Xue'er was grateful for a long time. Otherwise, according to the tradition, Murong Qiu's body would have been turned to ashes long ago. This world was still a world of money and power.

To tell the truth, when Shangguan Tong saw Xue'er's grateful gaze, she couldn't help but feel ashamed. Until now, Shangguan Tong still could not forgive herself, after all, they were so loving. Although he had been in love countless times, he had never felt true 'love'! She remembered what Murong Qiu had 'said' to her. His voice was so melodious, and his tone was so firm! She couldn't help but want to see Murong Qiu alive! She couldn't help but feel envious of Xue'er!

Xue'er, who was praying, suddenly stood up. She gave Shangguan Tong a grateful look, then left. Although her body was very weak, her steps were firm. She confidently left.

Although the doctor didn't really understand Xue'er's actions, what made her even more confused was that Shangguan Tong had also taken the same steps and left in the same direction.

Shangguan Tong's face was full of smiles, because she clearly "heard" Murong Qiu's oath! She believed that Xue'er had also heard it! She also believed that he would definitely return!