shut up!The palace refuses to flirt!

Orthea didn't know what the little princess was thinking, so she would probably be a little speechless when she knew it, then she touched her face as usual narcissistically, and said to Themis: "This palace is so charming."

So Her Majesty still held her elegant airs, and did not reveal her... ahem... bohemian (?) essence, "It's okay, don't you mind if I stay here for one more month?"

She calculated the time, the heroine should have been here for three years, and she is about to come to the forest of elves to practice, so what is she going to get when she comes here?

Although she was thinking about other things in her heart, the etiquette honed by the goddess of nature with obsessive-compulsive disorder in Orthea was still intact, "I haven't seen Isa for many years, and I finally came out. Naturally, we have to meet Old friend."

Thinking about the time when the few of them traveled to the mainland, I really miss it.It's a pity, that old chromatic dragon... tsk.

On the distant Dragon Island, a certain dragon sneezed.Katie rubbed her face, oh, Heather must have missed her.The high priest of the dragon clan thought very narcissistically.

"Of course." The corners of Cynthia's lips twitched slightly: "Your Highness can stay as long as you want, and it is Elvish's honor to entertain you."

The fact that Themis, the goddess of nature, and Orthea, the goddess of light, are friends is a fact known to all the gods, even the followers of Ainor know it.

The enthusiastic Elvis elves presented Orthea with delightful dances and sweet fruits and fine wines.For the elves who love beautiful things, Orthea is not stingy with smiling, and the guests and hosts had a good time on the first day.

But when it was about to end, when the moon was in the sky, Orthea's ears moved slightly, as if she had heard some message brought by the wind.

For example, the sound of the collision of magic and martial arts came from the outskirts of the forest.

Her Majesty the Goddess drank the last sip of Baihua Niang, showing a mysterious smile.

Three years ago, the Bauhinia Principality, a subsidiary principality of the Oster Empire, and the remote Fitz City, one of the five major towns, were the Kutsk family.

"Boom!" Yi Mo hit another person on the ground with a cold face, stepped on his face and asked, "Are you convinced or not?"

Carter Kutzke was stepped on, which made the always arrogant fourth young master feel very ashamed, "I don't accept it! You bastard dare to hit young master Ben! You wait, you wait for young master Ben to tell father, he will definitely punish him severely your!"

His father is Borg Kutzke, the current patriarch of the Kutzke family.

To be honest, when Yimo learned that his surname was Kutzke and his current name, the always calm dark mercenary was a little uneasy.Irkutsk? ? ?Isn't this the name of a certain city in Siberia? ? ? !

So she insisted that her name was Yi Mo!Immo!My name is Yimo! !

Hearing the word bastard, a fierce light flashed in Yi Mo's eyes, which reminded her of some bad memories. "Oh." She sneered, "Very well, you are the fucking bastard!"

"Stop!" When she knocked down a group of guards and then stomped the fourth young master of the Kuzke family and beat him violently, the boy's father rushed over to save the scene.

Borg looked at his youngest son with a distressed face, and glared at the 12-year-old Seventh Miss Il Kutzke. "How can you hit your brother! You! You have no elder brother! The next one is the one who committed the crime!"

Yi Mo looked at him coldly, and the cold gaze made the pampered Kutsk patriarch feel a little afraid, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said coolly: "Why didn't the patriarch ask me why I fought with them?" .”

Borg paused, thinking on his knees that it was his son who came to find trouble first.

"Then how can you hit brother!"

"First of all," Yi Mo sneered, looking directly at the patriarch with sharp eyes: "Does he consider me a younger sister?!"

"Secondly! The people of Fitz City know that the seventh lady of the Kutzke family, Il Kutzke, is a trash who can't cultivate!" She squinted at Carter, "It's really embarrassing to lose to a trash."

She didn't say what happened next, but everyone present didn't know.At this moment, they all looked at the embarrassed Carter, with pity and contempt in their eyes.She couldn't beat her recognized good-for-nothing sister who was two years younger than her, so she was ashamed to ask for help.

Borg's eyes flashed, Ainol admired the strong, and the spirit of chivalry spread far and wide. It would be embarrassing to say this.So he waved his hands and said perfunctorily, "It's okay, it's okay, that's it."

He glanced at Yimo, who was covered with scars but stood upright, with complicated eyes, and thought of her father, the most powerful genius in the history of the Kutzke family but who died prematurely—his younger brother, Kelly Kutz gram.

Borg closed his eyes, and took his son away without saying a word. Back then, the youngest brother died outside, and he wrote a letter of trust on his deathbed. For so many years...he is the one who is sorry for his younger brother.

"Don't trouble her again in the future!" Borg shut his son in the room and told him coldly, "Anyway, she is also the Seventh Miss of my Kutzke family."

"But father." Carter was a little unwilling.

"Shut up! No but!" Borg turned around, covering his red eyes, "I'm a sibling of her father, and I almost brought up Kelly, and now..."

He sighed, "I'm sorry for him, I didn't fulfill the promise I made to my younger brother back then."

……

Yi Mo didn't know what happened between the father and son, she watched those people leave, and returned to the small courtyard with strength, the only remaining servant, Su Di, hurried over to give her medicine.He also complained that the young lady didn't know how to cherish herself.

Yi Mo smiled slightly, she lay there for a long time, until the night sky was full of stars, she looked at the brightest star, and made the most firm determination to become stronger.

In the future, Ainor, the tower master of the tower of light, the master of the free business house, and His Royal Highness the God of War, who is on top of the gods, are just a 12-year-old child who will come to a strange continent in the future.

In the night without lights, Yi Mo watched coldly the blood-stained ring on her chest shimmering, and an indistinguishable voice of men and women rang in her ears, "Do you want to become stronger? Child."

Orthea sat cross-legged on the exquisite and comfortable big bed in the exquisite guest room of the Elvis Royal Court, seriously thinking about whether she should go out and have a look.

Counting her fingers, it has been three years since she started preparing when she sensed that the second person from another world came here, that is to say, it has been three years since her heroine came here.You should have passed the family dungeon and entered the Royal Academy of Magic in Oster, right?

Thanks to her huge spiritual power, she still remembers the vague memories before she traveled here for tens of thousands of years.As the author of this book, she still knows her daughter's growth experience very well.Orthea's eyes flickered narrowly, and she curled her lips slightly, and the white-robed, silver-haired beauty disappeared in place.

First time meeting, little Yimo.

On the outskirts of the Forest of Elves, a vigorous figure in a black samurai uniform moved nimbly among the trees, jumping back and forth silently in an attempt to shake off the pursuers behind him.

Fragments of moonlight struggled through the thick leaves, and occasionally hit her face, revealing a delicate face that seemed to be carefully carved by the hands of God the Father, no less delicate and beautiful than an elf. Chi Sha showed a bit of heroic beauty abruptly.

"Look for her, she's here!" The mercenary's voice was deliberately lowered from under the tree not far away, "Be careful not to disturb the group of elves."

"Hey Simon, you're too cautious," Ike's voice was younger and more energetic, "This is just the periphery. Elvish is located deep in the forest."

"Besides, with the strength of my team, it's not too difficult to catch a brat."

"That kid is really cunning." Tucker muttered a few words, and when he caught a glimpse of something by chance, his eyes lit up immediately, "Hey Simon, look what this is."

It looks like Simon is the captain of the six-man squad, a muscular, hairy warrior.

Simon walked over with a big sword in his hand, squinted his eyes to check the stool, and said decisively: "North! Chase."

"Yes!" The thief sneaked in, the warrior opened the way, the magician followed closely, the one in the middle didn't know what profession, and the two archers followed.

Ortheya stood incognito on the top of the tree, and her acting body could carry more than [-]% of the divine power, which exploded to the extreme equivalent to the eighth-level human being, that is, the Dharma Saint. No one has reached the ninth-level Dharma God for nearly a thousand years.In addition, her fighting spirit cultivation is barely enough, and she can basically run across the mainland.

"Fire magicians, warriors, thieves, and archers," Orthea muttered to herself, her golden eyes staring at the people below, and a strange look flashed across her eyes, "There is even an alchemist? It's complete."

Yi Mo didn't know that there was someone peeping in the sky, and she concentrated on escaping.A year ago, at the age of 14, she entered the Royal Academy of Oster to study, with both magic and martial arts.Now he is a high-level magician and great swordsman. Although he is not afraid of these people, he is hard to beat with two fists, so it is better to be cautious.

Yi Mo squatted silently on the tree, the leaves perfectly covered her still immature body, almost blending with the tree.She watched the people under the tree pass by coldly, and narrowed her eyes slightly at the fire magician in the middle.She is proficient in wood magic, and the forest is her home field.

There are many monsters around the forest of elves, which hinder the greedy desire of humans to spy on Elvis and become a natural barrier.World of Warcraft and elves are dependent on each other, and their lips are dead and their teeth are cold.

This is the territory of the Wind Shadow Leopard.Orthea looked down and saw the leopard that was looking for food, and smiled inexplicably.

With a flick of her fingertips, she instantly casts a wind blade.He also deliberately controlled the direction.

At the same time, Yi Mo also saw the right time to activate the magic that had been arranged long ago—the vine of binding!

"Fuck, she's a wood magician."

"Rebecca, burn it."

"Fucking Wind Shadow Leopard!!! Boss, help!"

The author has something to say: This is the manuscript box gentleman, sell it for a cute collection O(∩_∩)O

My hostess is resentful, it is rare for her to save manuscripts, so feel free to enter the pit~ Hey, the two heroines will meet soon, are you looking forward to it?Is it interesting? 23333 Very cool, right? 23333 I like this tune