【Knife E】Mid love

Ezreal didn't take this matter too seriously. When facing Kaitlyn in the bottom lane, there will be a few scenes where the support and the ADC really help each other.

This was also one of the reasons why Ezreal would pounce on him at the time. After all, he was a bit of a conditioned reflex. When he saw that he had enough blood, he only wanted to save others, not to mention that Tai Long was his teammate who had just saved his life.

Only a few days later, Ezreal still found that he met Tyrone a lot more often on the Alliance battlefield.

But soon he felt that it was probably his own illusion. There are so many games every day, and it is possible to meet anyone. He felt that the number of encounters with Tai Long increased because he finally had a deeper impression of this assassin. He wouldn't feel it at all, so he was on the same team as Tyrone.

The explorer yelled and wanted to run back to the tower, but Lux, who had come a long way, threw out the shield skill, but there was still some distance left.

Just when Ezreal was thinking about dying on the jungler who seemed to be living in the bottom lane, he felt the familiar coolness again, just like what happened these days-Ezreal's damage in the early stage of the bottom lane was not good enough. Not enough, it is easy to be attacked by strong heroes on the opposite side. Tyrone, who is in the mid laner position, seems to have been prepared. He crossed the wild area with towering stone walls and reached the bottom lane early. When the opposite side was chasing Ezreal Going around from behind, let these people lose their lives because they are too obsessed with the head and conceited.

The blond explorer, who was successfully rescued again, ran forward excitedly, raised his hand and patted Tai Long on the shoulder: "Brother, you did a good job." After saying that, he also gave him a very bright smile.

In his opinion, it's still up to top... The last war cultivated a revolutionary friendship, so Tai Long really meant to be friends with him.

Explorers are not short of friends, but they are also willing to become friends with people they don't know well.

After Tyrone saved his life a few times—even though he knew that no one would die in the Alliance, and only returned to the fountain after a while of pain, Ezreal still put the name of the Noxian assassin from the nodding stranger. Once you enter a circle where you can try to be friends, your attitude will naturally be different.

Reticent, he has changed from being ungrateful to being cool and personable, killing people without blinking an eye can also sigh that he is worthy of being a killer.

However, he was unable to say a few more words to the assassin in the middle lane, and was hit hard on the back of the head by Lacus who rushed over: "Didn't I tell you that I would go home to fix my eyesight, don't spell this sentence with the opponent. I’ve emphasized it a few times before I left, but you’ve ignored it? Isn’t it good to use secret techniques to shoot and replenish soldiers, why did you use arcane leap to jump to the opposite face?”

Ezreal quickly turned around and apologized, took Lacus by the arm and took her away from Tyrone, whispering: "I was just careless, careless, this kind of embarrassing thing will be discussed when there are only the two of us Will it work?"

Lax glanced at Tyrone standing in the distance, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "That's not a soft girl, why are you so concerned?" She knew that Ezreal always wanted to be handsome and maintain his demeanor when facing beautiful girls "It's the same with the smiling face just now. It's not the smile you said that can easily capture the girl's heart? Don't you really think that the shadow of the blade is a soft girl? If he finds out, be careful that he will chase you from thousands of miles after leaving the alliance. "

The explorer rubbed his arms, but tried his best to smile and say good things to Lacus, and finally calmed down the resentful assistant.

Before returning to the middle lane, Tai Long glanced at the combination of the bottom lane without any trace. Ezreal, who was half a head taller than Lax, was holding Lax's arm. Her blond hair seemed to blend into one place.

The Noxian assassin clenched the blade in his sleeve completely unconsciously, drawing a bloodstain on the palm of his hand.

A few years ago, there were rumors in the Alliance that the explorer was in love with Galen's younger sister, Lacus. In fact, the two were indeed a good match, both in appearance and talent.

Tyrone had heard of it before, but it had nothing to do with him, except that when he went for a drink with Katerina, the red-haired female assassin would roll her eyes and tell him that her boyfriend named Galen had returned. Go home and brainwash Lux away from Ezreal the little yellow hair.

However, looking at this scene now, Tai Long felt very irritated. Obviously he saved the explorer's life, but Ezreal just patted him on the shoulder and thanked him, not even the smile he thought was very pleasing to the eye Blooming completely, he threw his aside just because of Lux's words.

Ezreal and Lacus did have a tendency to fall in love in the past, but it was only because the explorers often disappeared for a long time. After separation and reunion, the relationship between the two finally became very good Friends, they have a common language and become best friends who talk about everything.

It's just that other people don't know. Seeing their intimate posture, they guess whether these two people are in love.

Once again, the jungler who seemed to have a grudge against Ezreal came to the bottom lane again. Lux had not much HP left and could not block the knife for Ezreal. The explorer ran around with his head in his arms, but After running for a long time, I didn't see the Noxus assassin who usually appeared at this time.

"Longchi! Longchi!" Lux managed to escape back to the tower. She opened the team channel and typed in it.

Ezreal hurriedly jumped over the stone wall from the grass and entered the dragon pond. The sleeping dragon was touched by the incidental attack of his arcane leap, woke up immediately, and angrily sprayed flames at him.

Ezreal, who was already blood-scarce, was about to cry, so he rushed out of the dragon pond. The chasing skills of the heroes behind came down from the dragon pond just after cooling down, giving him a few seconds to breathe, and Yizreal Zreal opened the team channel without hesitation to ask for help: "Ah!!!!!!!!! Help, Tai Long!"

Shadow of the Blade, who was replenishing soldiers in the middle, looked at the exclamation mark in the team channel, and he paused with a sharp blade in his hand, missing several small soldiers.

In some parts of the river, the water surface is only up to the ankles, while in other places it is as deep as the waist. Ezreal didn't care about walking along the shallow waters of the river, he even chose a place farther away, and with his arcane leap, In this way, it is more likely to rely on the enemy's pursuit.

It's a pity that the AD and the jungler who are chasing on the opposite side also have displacement skills, otherwise he would have escaped long ago.

Stepping on the water was extremely fast. Seeing the grass in front of him, Ezreal wanted to jump in. The temporary loss of vision would greatly increase the possibility of his escape. However, the moment he reached out to push the grass away, In the grass came the sound of rustling clothes and blades of grass slightly rubbing against each other.

Ezreal stopped in his tracks and hurriedly turned around to change direction, but the AD and jungler behind him had already chased after him, and they could already see their figures clearly.

There was a soft clatter in his ears, and Ezreal took a few steps back in shock. His feet slipped and he was about to fall to the ground, but someone grabbed his arm before it came into contact with the water surface and the wet mud. , With this pulling force, he regained his stature, and when he looked up, he saw the familiar blue cloak and hood.

"Tyrone!" Ezreal took the other's hand holding his arm in surprise, "Thank God!"

Talon is rarely called by his name directly. Except for a few heroes who are close to Noxus and General Du Kecao, the rest of the people will use the shadow of the blade more, or the bloody Noxus assassin. To call him, even if he is called Tailong, there will be a long prefix in front of him that makes people feel alienated and cold.

Ezreal has never considered alienating a person in terms of address, especially Tyrone, who has half of his planning into the range of friends. He has been traveling for many years not only by relying on the map in his head and the one in the knowledge bag. With a handsome face and a bright smile, Ezreal's familiarity with others makes his life as an explorer much more comfortable. For the Shadow of the Blade, who was unfamiliar a while ago, he called Tailong the name There is no difficulty in arriving.

Tai Long grabbed Ezreal's scarf with the other hand, picked him up and threw him into the grass behind him, and at the same time took out a bottle of blood medicine from his bag and threw it over together: "Go back to the city after drinking."

The explorer lay down in the grass, unscrewed the cap of the blood medicine bottle, poured it into his stomach, squinted his eyes and looked at Tai Long, who was reflecting the cold light in his hand in front of him, and smiled, thinking that this guy was not as difficult as he imagined. Get along, at least now Ezreal feels that it is a good thing to have such a guy among his friends.

Tai Long, who is full of health skills and equipment and is not bad, can be said to be the nightmare of crispy heroes. The AD and jungler on the opposite side saw Ezreal from a distance, and seemed to have escaped into the grass. They rushed here with all their strength. Seeing that he was only a few steps away from the grass, AD quietly fell down and returned to the spring.

Just to kill the AD, Tai Long also surrendered all his skills, and the left jungle blind monk blood skin was thick enough, he raised his foot and kicked Tai Long, but Tai Long dodged it deftly.

Ezreal is not particularly afraid of Li Qing who has a blood outfit. His kite skill is one of the best in the league, so he chose to join the battle after drinking the blood bottle and still has low blood. He quickly cooperated with Tai Long He also sent Li Qing back to the enemy's spring.

"Thank you so much." Ezreal stepped forward a few steps and tiptoed to hook Tyrone's shoulders, and the two brothers patted each other nicely.

He didn't notice that in order to make it difficult for him, the shadow of the blade tilted his body slightly, lowering the height of his shoulders.

Ezreal, who had just gone through a chase, had a dirty face, a patch of mud here and there, and his clothes were wet from the river water. He looked like he was in a mess. Even so, when he waved Arm, while laughing in the blue light of the amulet, Talon still wanted to stab the blade in his hand into the throat of the blond boy, the kind that wanted to kill him to keep this smile on his face forever Talon frowned irritably at his mood.

He is not a pure and innocent young man, this kind of reaction that obviously makes his heart and thinking a little out of control is a kind of emotion that should not appear in an assassin.

But it shouldn't appear and it doesn't mean it's unacceptable. Assassins are always direct and sharp people. Words like romance and tenderness are probably farther away from them than across the entire Valoran continent.

Just kill what you want, and take what you want.

The leather glove with the sharp blade retracted was a bit rough, and the friction made the skin slightly hot. Ezreal was a little dazed, and then he reacted, raised his hand to wipe his face, but then remembered that his gloves were probably dirty too He let Tai Long's hand rub against his cheek: "Is it dirty? It's okay, it's okay, it will be clean again after returning to the spring water, no..."

The assassin's hood was pulled down by himself, and the scattered long black hair rubbed against the skin of the neck, which was a little itchy, and the chin was pinched because of the strength and felt a little painful.

All of Ezreal's subsequent words were blocked by a kiss from Talon.

—TBC—