Quickly brewing love: boss, let go!

Chapter 647 Tao Zhiyaoyao, generosity and tolerance 24
Looking at the literature of the elves before, he thought it was related to the elf tree, but when he found that the dark power in his body was more than the wind-type wood power, he was a little strange.

As his strength increased, he finally understood why there was such a sense of disobedience.

He was originally a god, a god from another region, but the long time was too boring. He watched people who wanted to become gods and fought against him in order to 'master themselves'.

He didn't stop him, but smiled and watched him overcome obstacles all the way, almost getting what he wanted.

He is a god, a generous god, this level of laissez-faire is completely okay, even watching him struggle with a smile.

It can also be regarded as his prank, and finally brought the entire area to destruction when he came to him.

Totally nasty.

Since then, his power has also changed from a light attribute to a dark attribute. It is unknown when this happened, and because of this incident, he also fell into a deep sleep.

Who would have thought that his soul, which had been sleeping all this time, was captured by the elf tree decades ago, and then slowly condensed.

Wake up at last...

He is a god, but a fallen god.

He didn't care about anything before, so he was generous, even if the group of people jumped on his head and made a fuss, he would turn a blind eye and close one eye. After all, the destruction of that area was caused by that person himself.

Originally, he was able to enjoy the treatment at the level of a god, but he had to say something to kill him and completely liberate this area.

Well, how could such a generous god not grant his wish?So he 'liberated' the area...

There was an evil smile on the corner of his lips, and there seemed to be wings formed by black power gathering behind him.

But this time, he found something he cared about.

A delicate and beautiful face flashed in his mind, and Yi Er narrowed his eyes again.

No matter what love love is, and no matter what the situation here is.

Whatever happened, Jiujiu, it was his.

The aura behind him disappeared in an instant, and the white moonlight fell on the boy's body, carrying a little bit of holiness.

Looking up at the full moon above his head, the family below was already in chaos, looking through layers of darkness to the place where several people lived temporarily.

I've been out for a long time, if I stay any longer, I've been in this bath for too long, and the substitute will not be able to hold on anymore.

A thought flashed across Yi'er's eyes, and he quickly retreated.

Back at the hotel, the bathing room was still filled with white water vapor. A man who looked exactly like Yi Er was lying in the bathtub, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Yi Er stretched out his hand to untie his clothes, snapped his fingers by the way, and the figure in the bathtub turned into a black aura and disappeared.

As soon as the small body stepped into the bathtub, the warm water flooded up, and there was a knock on the door.

Il blinked slightly, and responded.

Mu Jiuyao opened the door and came in, holding a set of clothes in her hand, but raised her eyebrows slightly, looked around for a few times, then closed the door, and looked at Yi Er, who was sitting in the bathtub obediently.

"Have you washed it yet?"

Although it was still the familiar indifferent voice, what excited Yil was the gentleness in her tone that treated him differently from others.

(End of this chapter)