The Love Cycle of Me and Lao Gong's Love [Quick Transmigration]

The three walked on the muddy swamp road,

After nearly a kilometer,

Finally set foot on solid ground.

Old stone bricks cracked all over,

A few clusters of green grass sprouted,

The mist fades away,

Finally, people can clearly see this mysterious and ancient elf ruins.

weathered, broken, dilapidated, desolate,

It can only vaguely make people see a little bit of its once magnificent appearance.

A huge dead tree that blocks the sky,

Standing quietly in the middle of the ruins.

It is as high as ten thousand feet, with green dots on the withered brown branches, and some flower seeds fell on it,

With the nutrients in the branches of the tree of life, it takes root and sprouts, and grows a large number of delicate and fragrant flowers.

"Uuuuu~"

Two chinchillas ran over energetically, grabbed these little flowers and stuffed them into their mouths.

Chew, chew, swallow,

The gigantic figure trembled for a while, and after a few breaths of effort, it swelled up again.

Ruan Mo came to a sudden,

"These flowers absorbed the remaining nourishment of the tree of life,

causing the insects that eat them to be ferocious and gigantic,

In turn, drive away the carnivores in the forest. "

Caused him to worry in vain all the way,

Afraid of running into some giant beast that is good at running,

Collectively rush to the street.

As a result...they have long been eaten by red ants and flower mosquitoes.

So miserable. .

Two chinchillas stood on the tree of life and waved to them.

Adam's eyes lit up and said: "Little cutie is waiting for me,

The Elven Bow must be there. "

Said, he swore to run away.

It's so easy to decide the direction of your own progress.

Thoughtful, Dean turned and pointed to the most conspicuous church in the ruins,

"Let's go there,

I feel like the Elven Bow isn't on the tree. "

The black-haired knight nodded, "Yes, master."

……

"Little cutie, I'm here to find you!"

Adam struggled to get to the root of the tree. The weeds under his feet became more and more dense, growing from the height of his ankles to his waist. When he walked forward, his chest was flooded.

The beardless chinchilla jumped down and grabbed his clothes with its teeth, like a dark light flashed across the branches, and easily jumped to the very high canopy.

"What are you taking me to find?" Adam carefully glanced at his feet. In his sight, the two people who were rushing to the temple almost became a black spot.

"Hmm." Totoro seemed to want to answer, its teeth loosened, and almost threw Adam from the tree.

"Don't talk, it doesn't matter where you go!"

.

The sound of thumping and jumping was endless, and the heart of the tree of life was rotten. At this time, there was only an extremely hard shell left, and the middle was completely empty.

The distance of [-] meters passed by in an instant.

After finally reaching the end of the canopy, Adam hugged the branches nervously, not daring to look down.

"Little cutie, what did you bring me here to look for?" He asked again, opening his mouth to pour in a mouthful of cold wind, like ice scum, extremely cold.

Chinchilla watched nervously for a while, then took out a white and tender mushroom from a crack in the tree, and put it in Adam's hand.

This seems to be saying, give you a good baby.

"...I thank you."

. . .squeak

The heavy temple door was pushed open, and magnificent and magnificent murals came into view, engraved with elegant and beautiful words of the elves, as if they were telling the long past.

An exquisitely shaped, slender and majestic white longbow quietly floats on the altar of the main hall, flowing and pouring charming silver light.

Three arrows of the same style leaned against the silver bowstring.

"I found you." Dean smiled and raised his hand to get it.

Suddenly, the elf's bow made a clang, and the bowstring fluttered and exploded with a large silver light, which almost scratched the back of his hand.

This bow has a spirit.

"Master, be careful!" Ruan Mo frowned, and took a step forward, only to see its soft bowstring stretched suddenly, swinging in a sharp arc, as if it wanted to entangle Dean and strangle him!

Dean drew his sword to meet him, and there was a loud bang, and the sword made of fine iron burst open a gap, almost breaking.

Very strong material.

Surprised in his heart, Dean rushed forward the moment he flicked the bowstring, firmly grasped the back of the bow, and stepped on the bowstring with one foot.

"Bow of the Elf, I am Dean Maupassant, the little prince of Norway. There is no malicious intention in coming here today, I just want to save the civilians in Norway!"

He spoke earnestly, and it gradually stopped struggling.

"The people of Norway need you." Dean gasped, his expression sad.

"The Naga tribe has completely occupied Norway, and they are now marching towards Morin and Orland. If they are not stopped, the entire western continent will be affected, hundreds of millions of people will be shrouded in flames of war, and their lives will be ruined!"

"Help us, for peace!"

The bow of the elf made a clank, and did not attack the two of them again.

For the sake of peace, it is the eternal promise that the elves and humans made an alliance to fight thousands of years ago when they planted a flag and swore an oath!

---

Limbor City, Marquis Castle.

A violent quarrel broke out in the temporary command room.

"Bullshit! The people blocking the city are only controlled by the sea snake, and they must not be killed. They are all our compatriots!" A tall general furiously argued with the two people across the round table.

"General, we understand your reluctance, but if this continues, more innocent people in the city will be affected!"

"Do you want the soldiers of our elite regiment to use their swords to slash at the people most in need of protection?" The general trembled angrily.

"It's already the biggest disaster for them to be hypnotized, but now, tell me loudly, I want to send them on their way?!"

The adjutant, who had been silent all this time, slapped the table, his voice furious, "What can we do! Do you think I want to do this! My son is outside the city now, and he is only nine years old!"

"Do you think our war faction is all devils? If there is another way, I want to save those civilians and my nine-year-old son more than you!"

The adjutant pointed at the general's nose and left with tears in his eyes, "Your persistence will only make everyone die!"

The chief of staff lowered his eyelids, trying to persuade the fight, but in the end he could only sigh weakly.

Angela enslaved all the middle-aged people to build a palace for her. In just two months, the luxurious and magnificent Naga Palace rose on the ground in the inner sea.

The young children and the elderly were hypnotized by the Naga group and surrounded the surrounding towns without eating or drinking, and firmly blocked the exit of the city gate with their bodies and lives.

When this batch died of starvation, the next batch was sent over until the people in the city raised their flags and surrendered, or killed all the old, weak, and children who besieged the city, and fled to further places.

Limbor City has been besieged for three days.

Seeing the staff officer with messy stubble and red eyes, the general's throat felt sore, and he turned his eyes away in embarrassment.

Outside the window, the atmosphere in Limbor City was terrified. Some people prayed for God's blessing at home, some people knelt in the barracks and begged to rush out of the city, and some people stood on the wall with thick cotton wool in their ears and shouted desperately, trying to wake up their loved ones Hypnotized sanity.

Beyond that, there is a cloud-covered sky.

Rows of mentally numb civilians surrounded the gate of the city under the hypnosis of the Naga tribe. From time to time, some weak people passed out on the ground and would soon be dragged to a river not far away.

It became the ration of the Naga tribe, dyed a large area of ​​the river red, and not even a bone was left.

The general didn't speak any more, just stared out of the city like this, from noon to dusk, and then to the dark sky, the hypnotized figures could no longer be seen.

"Perhaps you are right."

With a hoarse voice, the general took off the token for mobilizing the troops and gently placed it on the table in the command room.

"I'm just going to let more people die."

He smiled miserably, the back of his hand that was holding on to the window sill was knotted with veins, and he jumped out of the window without looking back.

"General!" The chief of staff shouted hoarsely, accompanied by a heavy fall to the ground.

……

Saying goodbye to Totoro's family, from the distant Forest of Sighs all the way to Morin Country, everything I heard along the way made me feel heavy.

Norway fell, and Angela's next goal was the country of Aur. She occupied the Baikal River that runs through the continent, mentally controlled the minister of the palace of the country of Aur, and poisoned all the royal families of the country of Aur.

The country of Orr fell into chaos in an instant.

The three of them made a detour, concealed their identities and came to the Molin Kingdom. After several twists and turns, they were summoned by the king and entered the palace in a low-key manner.

In the side hall, King Morin's expression became ugly when he heard their request for borrowing troops.

"Let's go, Molin won't send troops." King Molin waved away people.

Dean said earnestly: "Your Majesty, please think about it again. Angela's next target is the Molin Kingdom. There is no time for hesitation!"

King Morin waved his hand, and the surrounding guards took the three of them away mercilessly.

Adam couldn't believe it, "Grandpa, what are you doing!"

"Shut up, bastard, I don't know you, you bastard!" King Morin's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Remember this gray-eyed man, if he appears near the palace again, he will be beaten to death with a stick."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

King Morin snorted coldly and walked away.

As long as he was careful, Angela would never take advantage of it.

Adam, an arrogant waste, has no value in courting him without the Norwegian throne.

Just let him go to Norway to die alone, no one will accompany him.

……

At the side entrance of the palace, three figures in cloaks were thrown out vigorously.

"Mo, are you alright?" Dean supported the black-haired knight, looking gloomy at the palace.

At such a critical moment, Mo Linguo's staying out of the matter is undoubtedly making the battle worse.

Ruan Mo shook his head, and glanced at Adam with some reluctance.

The blond-haired and gray-eyed eldest prince had obviously reached his limit, he was lying on the ground without saying a word, his face was pale, and a layer of blisters formed on the corners of his lips.

The three of them took a long detour, exhausted several good horses, and rushed to Mo Lin Country day and night, and Adam had the greatest hope.

But now, King Morin's attitude is like slapping Adam a few times. The grandfather he boasted about turned his back on him, and the promised cavalry support was all in vain.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" Ruan Mo unscrewed the water bag, "Drink some, there is still a long way to go..."

"Don't call me that!" Adam covered his eyes with his arms, so that no one could see the wet corners of his eyes.

"What kind of prince am I, I'm just a useless piece of trash!"

"I can't protect my father, I can't protect my country, I can't save my mother who is seriously ill, what use is I, I have nothing left!"

His voice was hoarse and choked, filled with resentment towards himself.

He is the most trashy prince.

No one has failed more than himself, the prince, who personally pushed his country to destruction!

He is trash! …

Dean lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and squatted beside Adam, with sadness flowing through his light gray eyes.

"Actually, I'm quite useless. The days before were a mess. I can't do anything but draw every day. I can't even tell the difference between watermelon and green melon."

"If it wasn't for Mo being by my side, I would have died countless times. How could there be someone as stupid as me?"

Dean sighed, pulled away Adam's arm covering his eyes, and flattened his gray palm in front of him.

"Brother, get up quickly, you are crying so ugly." Dean showed a dimple, "You still have my brother."

He narrowed his eyes, stretched his eyebrows, and a pure and lovely smile appeared on the corners of his thin lips.

Adam stared blankly at his brother who was three years younger than him, feeling as if his heart had been pricked by a soft thorn. It didn't hurt, but it was terribly sore.

People who think they are relatives will make trouble, and those who think they are enemies will never leave.

Adam wiped away his tears, slapped Dean's hand away, and said in a crying voice, "Take your wife's hand away!"

"Also, your brother is the most handsome even if I cry!"