I lost all the scumbags [Quick Transmigration]

When Azeweisi didn't wake up, he felt in a trance that he was still in the Warcraft Mountains.

He was lucky. According to the tips given by the bard, he successfully saw the giant dragon in the Warcraft Mountains. On the rumored continent where the dragon has long been extinct, if he lost this clue, he didn't know when he would get the dragon's rebellion. scale.

It is rumored that the dragon is a family of gods, not afraid of magic, and its body is so hard that it is almost invulnerable. Even Azeweisi, a famous sword master for a long time, had to use all his strength to kill the dragon. This also paid a heavy price.

The memory slowly came back, and Azeweisi finally remembered that he was seriously injured, and the last memory was that he returned to Durin.

Azeweisi slowly opened his eyes and felt that his body was not only warm but also refreshing. What concerned him most was that his calloused hand was holding another soft and boneless hand.

With indescribable expectations, Azeweisi slowly turned his eyes, his hand rested on the side of the bed, intertwined with Milton's hand, and Milton slept soundly on the two hands, mouth There was a slight grunt.

Azeweisi got up, wanting to hug Milton to the bed, but just as he moved, Milton, who was sleeping soundly, had already opened his eyes, and there was a tenderness in his eyes and a coldness of waking up.

"Why is the patient moving?" Milton stood up and pushed Azeweisi down again, and at the same time let go of the hands they held.

With a smile on his lips, Azeweisi looked at him silently.

This soft smile hit Milton's nails, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he jumped up.

"Yesterday you kept holding my hand. Otherwise, I would have left early. If it wasn't because I was forced to stay and didn't want to smell your blood, who would clean up your wounds."

"Yes, I understand." Azeweisi did not refute, but his smile remained on.

Milton was telling the truth, but apparently Azeweiss didn't believe his explanation.

Milton was so angry that he was about to throw the object in his hand on Azeweisi's body, but he hesitated a few times after lifting it up. He didn't know how he was injured. What if he accidentally smashed to death, he became angry again. Throw it on the bed.

Roy broke in, breaking the faint confrontation between the two.

He first observed Azeweisi's situation nervously, and he was relieved when he found that there was nothing serious.

Looking at the strange atmosphere between the two, Roy was a little curious, and got Milton's eyes and Azeweisi's smile.

Roy always felt that the atmosphere between the two had undergone a change that he didn't understand when he didn't know it.

"Because I had something important to do, I found out that your lord's barrier had been broken, so I barged in." Roy said seriously, kneeling on the ground with one knee.

He glanced at Azeweiss, and said in a deep voice: "This morning, the maid found that the bard was missing. We searched his house and found nothing unusual. He left by himself."

"It's pretty smart and knows how to run." Milton interjected.

He didn't know where he came from with the nagging prescription, which almost killed half of Azeweisi's life. If his loyal subordinates knew that it was him who instigated it, he would not be able to eat well.

Azeweisi's smile subsided a bit: "Run away."

Roy was not punished, and he was relieved. He took out a bottle of potion from his arms: "My lord, do you want me to give you the potion?"

Azeweisi touched the rough bandage on his body, or simply wrapped it in a few pieces of cloth, and shook his head.

"I don't need these."

The wound left by the dragon can almost only be healed by itself.

After Roy left, Milton also left. Azeweiss didn't stop him, but threw him something before he left.

Milton looked at the thing with a pointed top and a round bottom in his hand, and fell into a strange silence.

"Gift, take it and play."

This injury made Azeweisi suffer a lot, relying on the strong self-healing ability of the Juggernaut, he will also take care of him for more than two months.

Even so, it was only a superficial recovery. Everyone in the know knew that Azeweisi's body was still somewhat weak.

Azeweisi: "Is everyone who told you to prepare ready?"

There was a bit of unbearable and sad in Roy's eyes: "My lord, is it too early?"

But soon, he kept silent, and no one could change the things that Azeweisi decided.

Milton played with the "gift" and turned a deaf ear to their riddles.

Azeweisi walked to his side: "Do you like this?"

"It's just a surprise, this is the only dragon egg that can be found on the mainland now."

Yes, the gift that Azeweiss casually threw was the egg of the fire dragon that was seriously injured by Azeweiss and took away the reverse scale.

This unlucky dragon has been domineering in the Warcraft Mountains for many years. Once someone took away the most important Ni Lin and was seriously injured to the point of being unable to move, and was even taken away by his own cub.

Azeweisi lightly stroked the pattern on the dragon egg: "I came out of the mountains and brought this dragon egg out unintentionally. After careful identification, this egg has already lost its vitality."

The pattern on the dragon egg is beautiful, but it is dull and dusty, lifeless.

Before Azeweisi left, Milton asked casually: "How long are you going to be away this time?"

Azeweisi patted his head, the soft hair ran through his fingertips: "The return date is uncertain, but I will be back as soon as possible."

Milton keenly noticed that when Azeweisi said this, Roy behind him clenched his fist tightly, and his eyes were a little red.

Milton knew it in his mind.

He didn't say much, but secretly followed Azeweisi after he left.

Perhaps it was because Azeweisi and Roy had their own concerns, and Milton followed him far away, so no one noticed his whereabouts for a while.

But after all, he was sick for a long time. After arriving at the destination, even if he minimized his sense of existence, he was still discovered by others.

Roy appeared behind him and made a twisting gesture. When he found out that it was him, he stopped the movement of his hands, but his eyes seemed resentful and angry. All kinds of emotions were complicated and unspeakable. In the end, he was sent to Aize without saying a word. Weiss eyes.

The smile on Azeweisi's lips was somewhat forced: "Why don't you stay in the manor well."

Milton stared at him with a richer expression than Roy's.

Since the two reunited, he carefully observed Azeweisi for the first time, and the innocence of a boy faded away. Now he is like a sharp sword returning to nature, and all the sharpness is restrained under the skin.

"Don't go." Milton's gaze shifted to his unhealed wound: "Don't make medicine."

Azeweisi didn't even have time to be surprised why he knew that he wanted to refine medicine, but Milton's softening attitude had already made his hands tremble slightly, and made his choice more firm.

Although he died a hundred times, he still has no regrets.

There was a gentle smile on his face: "I owe you this, don't worry, I'm fine."

Not only for Milton, but also for Azeweisi's life-saving straw. Without this layer of hope, he doesn't know how to persevere.

Milton avoided his focused gaze: "It's useless, I understand my body."

He said it lightly, but Azeweisi seemed to see the fragility and panic behind him, and felt even more distressed.

"Whether it works or not, I will try it, and I will ask Roy to send you back." From the beginning to the end, Azeweisi never wavered from the idea of ​​practicing medicine.

Leaving those words behind, Azeweisi disappeared in just an instant.

Milton stopped Roy from forcibly escorting him, and only used one sentence to persuade him.

"I want to see him."

Roy found that today's Milton is very obedient. When he peels off the skin of his teeth and claws, people will always feel pity for him involuntarily.

At this moment, Milton had a pale face, and when he spoke in a low voice, the resentment and anger in Roy's heart disappeared without a trace.

In fact, this incident was not his fault at all, it was done willingly by adults, and Roy felt even more envious of such sincere feelings in his heart.

"Do you all know that he wants to practice medicine?"

"My lord just told us today." Mentioning this matter, Roy's eyes dimmed a bit.

At that time, Roy couldn't understand why his adults would treat a person who had never been kind to him like this, but now Milton was quietly beside him, looking at the closed door, which made him feel something.

He carefully observed Milton's expression, fearing that if he didn't bring it up in one breath, everything his adults did would be useless.

Then he comforted him awkwardly: "Don't worry, my lord doesn't fight uncertain battles. There are many priests in there, so nothing will happen to my lord."

Roy was not born to comfort people. When he wanted to say something soft, his thoughts were like a paste, and the words did not match the words.

"Although it sounds scary, adults know how to do it themselves."

"Do it yourself?" Milton's fingers trembled invisibly.

Roy pursed his lips: "My lord is a sword master, no one can hurt him, and the requirements for practicing medicine are strict, so he can only do it himself."

Speaking of giving up half of the flesh and blood, it does not mean that you cut yourself in half, but in the process of refining medicine, the flesh and blood are used as medicine, and the wounds are healed by the priests, and the flesh and bones are repeated.

During the whole medicine practice process, Azeweisi was required to stay awake.

After Roy realized that he had finished speaking, Milton became even more silent, and finally realized that he was a temperament that would not comfort others, so he kept silent.

Milton stood there without saying a word, unable to see what he was thinking, but there was a faint aura around him.

There was no sound from inside the door. If one just looked outside, it was impossible to imagine what was going on inside.

From the hot sun to the dark night, Milton felt that his legs had lost feeling.

His feet were weak, and his body was about to lose his balance when he fell into a cold embrace, and he could smell a faint smell of blood from the tip of his nose.

Azeweisi wrapped Milton in his arms, rested his chin on the top of his head, and sighed slightly.

"Don't worry, and don't cry."

Who... is crying?

Milton touched the physiological saline that he had uncontrollably flowed out due to the cold wind blowing for a long time, and sucked his nose again, without explaining too much about the misunderstanding.

"I never want you to practice medicine." Because it is useless to practice.

"I do so willingly."

"I won't use it."

This time Azeweisi did not comfort him gently, and a cold thing slipped into Milton's throat.

Milton hadn't had time to react, he was already feeling confused, and the last thing he felt before falling asleep was Azeweisi's soft sigh.

"You'll be fine."

Milton lost consciousness, and fell limply into Azeweisi's arms. With just such a simple movement, Azeweisi took a step back and let out a muffled groan.

Roy took Milton from him, only to realize that Azeweisi's always strong hands didn't even have the strength to support Milton at this moment.

The appearance of being light-weight just now was just a faux pas.

Roy looked at him anxiously, and Azeweisi waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and was about to speak, but his throat was sweet and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

The author has something to say: wait for the sixteenth chapter if you are impatient, don’t read it these days. I deleted the client by mistake, and Jinjiang on the ios side has been taken off the shelves, and I can’t download it back for the time being. I can’t watch it in time these days commented