I'm Not Crazy [Quick Transmigration]

The current Ai Lian has no resistance to Jin Yuqing, and he looks malnourished, even any stronger child can beat him to the ground.

It's not that Jin Yuqing didn't think about getting rid of it first and then quickly, it's simple and quick.But he also knows that the power of the world will never allow him to do so. Maybe the villain will not be killed by then, but will drive people into a hurry and blacken him for a few years, and directly finish the mainland.

Instead of taking this risk, it's better to take advantage of the opportunity and straighten the villain.After all, there are still at least six years between now and when he grows up to destroy the world.

In six years, he can't become a god or a fairy, but it's no problem to pick up a half-grown child and return to the right path, respecting the old and loving the young to develop in an all-round way!

So Jin Yuqing completely forgot that before he entered these ghost worlds, he was still a three-no youth with a worrying graduation thesis, zero emotional life, and basically lower IQ, let alone raising children.

In the past, the elf king always maintained a proper mystery, and never had any personal servants around him. Now, no matter where the elegant royal robe appears, a black-haired elf in gray and white clothes can be seen behind him. Even the holy spring is served by a young man. side, which makes the people around both envious and jealous.

But no one knew that every day in the small hall beside the holy spring, Jin Yuqing would teach him how to control the spiritual power in his body.

After a period of time, Elian couldn't even condense his spiritual power from the beginning, and now he can use spiritual power to move objects, and spiritual strikes can also capture fast-moving objects.

Such progress is already very gratifying for a young man who has never been exposed to spiritual arts.

Jin Yuqing nodded in satisfaction, wiped off the sweat from Ai Lian's forehead, took out an advanced spiritual art book from the bookshelf and handed it to him, let him study it by himself, concentrate on practicing, and then went to deal with the affairs of the seminary.

Ai Lian held the book list and sent him away, and subconsciously touched the hair touched by the king. The whole small hall was filled with a light and familiar smell of incense, as if the king had been standing here and never left. Same.

He is slow in learning spiritual arts, even if he tries a move hundreds of times, he may not succeed, but Wang never showed an irritable expression. There were already signs of dryness and hoarseness in the voice.He didn't dare to say it, but he was even more annoyed by his failure to live up to expectations. Every day after leaving the holy spring, he would go to a corner where there was no one and continue to practice until he could master what he had learned that day.

He used such an extremely stupid method to forcefully imprint that thick book of high-level spiritual arts in his mind, and when he finally saw that his palm could also condense a cloud of shimmering gray mist like a king— —He actually understood for the first time why elves like things that emit light so much.

It was beautiful indeed, shining and bright, as if it could illuminate the deepest darkness in his heart, and then become a rising joy, filling his chest cavity.

Time passed quickly in this kind of training, and it has been a year since spring and autumn.

The boy is no longer the child with weak legs and feet, and his body has been exercised very strong. If someone steps forward to provoke him without knowing what to do, he probably won't have a problem breaking down two or three times.

Once the spirit art is really introduced, it is very fast to learn, not to mention that he has the spiritual power that is not inferior to that of an angel.He is also very proficient in high-level spiritual arts, and he can even master and change new terms.He was finally able to win one and a half moves in the duel with Wang, and he would never be overturned to the ground in embarrassment again.

Every day's changes made the young man very happy. He was finally able to get closer to the king, instead of simply being protected by him and being a pitiful and useless soft bun.

In the past year, Jin Yuqing has been busy as well. While working hard on the historical problem of "how to educate villains to convert to the righteous way", he also has to fight guerrilla warfare with the seminary.

The original owner was docile, to put it mildly, enough to be called cowardly.Although he is the most worshiped elven god son in Orlando mainland, he is also a puppet used by the temple to control the kingdom.

The kingdom was prosperous, but he was not free. This was the most distressing thing in Roy's life.

But this time, Jin Yuqing wants to be a king who truly controls his own destiny.

In the monastery, the once-a-month elders' meeting was eerily quiet, and everyone's eyes were widened.

Only the elf reclined on the main seat, propping his chin with one hand, a drop of ink fell from the tip of the quill pen, and quickly blew into a shapeless smudge, staining the report prepared by the meeting beyond recognition.

He didn't get angry, but the surrounding atmosphere was terribly cold, and the spiritual power of the others seemed to be frozen by such a cold gaze. They only knew that the king's spiritual power was strong, but they didn't know how strong it was.

There was no joy or anger on Jin Yuqing's face, but it was enough to let others know that he was unhappy, very unhappy.On the surface, the No. 32 decree in front of us is for the benefit of the people, but in fact it is still serving the nobles and the rule of the temple, suppressing the powerless elves at the bottom so that they cannot hold their heads up.Especially people like Ai Lian who are regarded as ominous for no reason. There are still many people on the mainland, but this decree completely cut off their way of life.

In the original world, it was precisely because the original owner signed and promulgated this decree without human rights that the villain, who had already suffered from an unfair fate, was cornered.

The seemingly prosperous country is actually on the verge of crisis, and the biggest unstable factor is Ai Lian, who has already harbored resentment towards the kingdom.This decree intensified the conflict between the villain and the kingdom, and played an immeasurable negative role in the subsequent destruction of the Orlando continent.

Although this time, Ai Lian had already been taken into the palace by him first, but Jin Yuqing still did not want to sign this decree that humiliated the poor elves, and would not sign it.

Todd, who was standing behind the elder, glanced at him, seeing that he was still indifferent, he took a step forward suddenly, and just about to open his mouth to speak, the elder quietly held him down.

"I will not agree to such a decree." Jin Yuqing reset the quill pen on the table, his tone was cold and there was no room for turning back. Everyone wanted to say something again, but he threw away the decree that had become a waste of paper. walk away.

Todd was so angry that he chased after him two steps: "Roy—"

"Todd." The old and steady voice stopped Todd's footsteps.Hearing the sound, Jin Yuqing also stopped at the entrance of the meeting hall, and glanced at the golden-brown haired envoy from the corner of his eye.

Todd glanced back at the great elder who called him to stop him, and clenched his fists in disbelief as he looked at the direction where the royal robe was going away.Sooner or later, sooner or later, he will be torn from his noble throne and thrown into the dirt!

The elders also began to complain: "How dare you go against the will of the God Academy!"

"If it weren't for us, how could he have the opportunity to sit on that high throne..."

"That's right, he has been ignoring the temple more and more recently!"

"Calm down," the elderly elf in charge suddenly uttered after hearing enough of the complaints, and tapped his fingers on the table, making rattling noises.He looked at the pending decree in front of him, suddenly pointed and stopped, and said coldly, "There will be a way, he is just an orphan."

"Big elder..."

The Great Elder raised his palm, indicating that there is no need to say more, and said to Todd sideways, "Practice your clumsy spiritual skills, Todd. One day, you will be able to use them."

Todd froze for a moment, as if he felt something extremely exciting from it, and then a narrow smile spread across his face.

Today is the seminary meeting. According to the usual time calculation, the king should not come back until the evening.Ai Lian practiced by reciting spells and spiritual words silently in his heart, while preparing meals in a leisurely manner, which were all Jin Yuqing's favorite food on weekdays.

He went to the holy spring with anxiety and excitement. On the one hand, he wanted to show the king what he had learned recently, and on the other hand, he was expecting the king to praise him.

It feels so good to be gently comforted by Wang's palm. If possible, he would like to see the smile of the cold and dusty Wang.It's a pity that such a delicate and flawless face has been pale all the time.If you have both, you are born with no regrets.

He thought to himself, his face was still full of admiration, and he was waiting to walk into the holy spring with his little secret, but he was caught in the same place by the scene in front of him.

Jin Yuqing didn't soak in the holy spring pool, but sat on the floor in his long robe, leaning crookedly on the steps in front of the small hall, resting his elbow on the ground and resting his chin in a lazy and leisurely way, he also took off his shawl and robe and threw it aside, gently Put it on your waist.He is slender, and the soft and close-fitting white clothes set off his body's ups and downs.

The west slanting sunlight sprinkled on the spread wings of the Elf King, dyeing the silver veins with a layer of trivial golden light.

The two old trees beside the hall were shaken by the wind, and dropped mottled golden leaves. He didn't know how long he had been back, and the hem of his robe was already covered with fallen leaves.The long hair was long, and even the platinum hair tip was stained with gold, but the man seemed not to feel it, and raised his hand to gather another strand of hair that slid down his cheek behind his ear.

It took a while for Ai Lian to turn around from the painting-like scenery, and approached slowly with light footsteps, lest he disturb the elf who closed his eyes and took a nap.

The fallen leaves happened to float on the wings, and he seemed to feel itchy, so he shook the wings slightly, and fanned them rustlingly.

As he got closer, Elian found that although he was leaning there, he didn't seem to have fallen asleep, but was slightly drunk and addicted.Wang held a few bottles of potion in his arms, and his cheeks were flushed because of Qiuyang or the alcohol in the potion.

The elf kings of all dynasties were required by the shrine to abstain from sex, alcohol, and laughter, so there was never such a thing as alcohol in the palace. Most elf kings might never touch female elves other than maids in their lives, and even more so. They will not marry wives and have children like ordinary elves.As pure sons of gods, they will dedicate their lives to the main gods that no longer exist, and then they will grow old and die, and the next elven crown prince will repeat the same fate.

Ai Lian was fascinated by Wang's obsessive posture, and wanted to touch his cheek so much to see if the blush was really warm.In fact, he did the same, lowered his body, and carefully pasted it with the back of his hand.

The elf subconsciously snorted softly, waved away Ai Lian's hand softly, and then hugged the potion bottle in front of him tightly. The king of whispers.

"King?...Loy?" Ai Lian had wanted to call this for a long time, but he didn't dare, and now secretly called out a sentence to satisfy his little vanity desire.

Jin Yuqing felt itchy on the side of her ears, and frowned lightly: "Chen Yi...don't make trouble."

Ai Lian was stunned for a moment as if he was struck by a spirit, and asked again, "Who are you calling?"