After the arrow was shot, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Seriek's forehead and his legs were shaking.
Just as Qingshan had guessed, casting the "Arrow of Eros" did indeed consume a great deal of his physical and mental strength, but to obtain Chen Qingshan, any price was worth it. Seliek's face was frantic, as if he could already see Chen Qingshan's obsessed smile towards him.
Luo Wenyuan was so frightened when he saw the smoke arrow penetrate Qingshan's body that he quickly took a step ahead of Zhan Feng and pulled her over to examine her carefully. He even patted her face and anxiously called her name:
"Qingshan, Qingshan! How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Qingshan pulled down Luo Wenyuan's big hand that was caressing her face and smiled heartlessly:
"Are you okay? Why are you so nervous?!"
The smoke arrow just now seemed to have penetrated Qingshan's back, but in fact it dispersed and did not cause any harm to Qingshan.
Qingshan sneered and said to Seriek, "Seriek, is this all you can do?"
Seliek rubbed his eyes and finally understood. Qingshan didn't seem to be in love with him at all. Did his spell fail?
"Impossible! You should be madly in love with me right now! How could it be—! I know, your name is not Huang A Niang at all! You actually lied to me, you cunning woman!"
When Luo Wenyuan heard that the spell Seliek had cast just now was to make Qingshan fall in love with him, he felt a pang of fear in his heart. He held Qingshan in his arms again and looked at Seliek with two flames burning in his eyes.
"Puff!" Qingshan couldn't hold it back any longer and covered his mouth with his hands.
"Chinese people wouldn't dare name themselves Huang E Niang, fearing a beating. Only a foreigner like you would believe that! You're happy to call me that, but I'm not. I don't have an unfilial son like you! You say those with weak constitutions don't deserve to live in this world, but what about you? You claim to be an elf and of noble descent, but that's just bragging! You're at most a half-elf, and one of your parents is human. Since you're so keen on racial selection, how about eliminating this bastard like you first?"
"Ah! Shut up! Shut up! I am an elf, the son of the noble Baron Felerun Sabal, a noble among the elves!"
"I don't think so! Your last name is White, so you should take your mother's surname. Sabal is your middle name. Tsk, tsk, tsk! I guess - your father doesn't allow you to have the last name Sabal. It seems that he is not very satisfied with your bloodline -!"
Qingshan's words were like a knife, stabbing into Seriek's heart, causing the scar in his heart to bleed again.
Hundreds of years ago, Seliek's father fell in love with a human girl and had a mixed-race son with her.
Human beauty and life are both short-lived. After a few years, the girl lost the baron's favor and returned to live in the human village with her son.
More than ten years later, the woman died of illness. Based on his mother's narration, Seliek found Baron Sabal.
The baron did not love his son, but he allowed him to live a well-fed and well-clothed life in his own territory.
Later, the elves went to Aman, where there were large tracts of primeval forests, which was the evergreen pure land of the elves.
But the baron did not take Seliek away. Instead, he left all his treasures to him and let him return to live among humans.
Zeliek refused and wanted to follow his father to the Pure Land of the Elven, but the Baron rejected him sternly, saying that his bloodline was not pure and he was not allowed to enter Aman.
From that moment on, Seliek loathed his own human ancestry, and he transferred this loathing to all humans.
He used his racial talents to spread plague and took the lives of tens of millions of people.
Seliek gradually found pleasure in this act of killing and never tired of it. He used the act of killing humans to numb his disappointment in his own bloodline.
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