That Boss is chasing again

The world, let it run its course, and this world will not enter the tasker again.The end result is brokenness.Don't you know what your destination is without him?Now, turn the world pivot back.Otherwise, the system will enforce it, and there is no need for you to stay here any longer. "

"I don't want to go!" The voice was silent.

Feeling the backflow of Qi, Xiao Qi lowered his head to look at Wen Han under the water, and swept his tail across the water, not daring to sleep anymore.

Base B was empty, Yanqing propped up his arms and sat up from the snake's head, took out two pots of the same plants and placed them by the door of the research institute's greenhouse.

Although the two plants are of the same species, they are still different.

One strain infected the original Miracle, and one strain infected the perfect Miracle, hoping to help human research.If they cannot save themselves, no matter how capable the workers are, they will not be able to save them.

Finally returned to the conservatory within ten days, Yanqing felt the violent flow of luck inside, opened the door of the underground space, and saw Wen Han getting up from the ground.

"You..." Yanqing stopped, "Wen Han?"

As soon as Wen Han stood up, he fell straight to the ground. Yanqing stopped his fallen body and put him back on the water platform.

It's clear he hasn't fully embraced the world yet.

Yanqing held his hand and sent energy to him.

Xiaoqi called him to stop: "Host."

Yanqing turned her head to look at Xiaoqi, the energy transmission was cut off.

"Time is up."

"Understood." Yanqing nodded.

Awakening Wen Han's consciousness, Yanqing touched his soft cheek, bent slightly, and said to him: "Eat my body and live in this world well. Be good, don't follow me anymore. Take care of me." My own soul, do you understand? It’s tattered and ugly. Don’t follow me anymore, be good. If you don’t behave well, I will... beat you! Remember?”

"Don't... go..." Wen Han's eyes still haven't recovered.

"Good boy," Yanqing kissed the tip of his nose, "go on to sleep."

Sending a large amount of energy to Wen Han again, forcing him to fall into a deep sleep, Yanqing was able to escape from his grasp.

"Let's go." He said to Xiaoqi.

The Dragon, the Rose and the White Heart ([-])

It's 200!

It has been 200 years since Kester has been looking for the entrance to the Forest of Elves!

Finally today, he found it!

He wants to take Shirley captive to his temple, and then find a way to get his heart, so as to solve the nightmare that has plagued him since birth!

Stepping briskly through the surrounding woods, when he saw various natural elements that he avoided, Kester snorted lightly, summoning the dark elements hidden in the dark to disturb those elements.

He is in a good mood today and doesn't care about them.

Skillfully dodging the guards scattered in the woods, Kester came to the settlement of the elves.

These elves like to hollow out withered giant trees and live in tree holes.However, their residential area does not look dead, and there are stretched green leaves everywhere, because the elves will use spells to summon various elements to make their residence full of vitality.

It is common for new shoots to grow on dead trees.

Kester smiled and greeted a blond elf walking towards him.The blond elf seemed to be frightened, and after reacting, he opened his eyes wide and asked, "Aike?"

"It's me." Kester replied with a smile, "Where is the king?"

"Oh, the king, the king should be with the priest, and he is teaching Brilian again. You understand. When will the king come to see us..." the blond elf complained.

Kester ignored the words behind him, turned and went to the palace where the priest was.

In addition to a large number of tree holes in the elves, there are of course other buildings, such as several scattered palaces.The priests had the largest one exclusively.

Why not the king of elves?

Because priests are closest to the tree of life.The elf king is only responsible for managing the elves.

Why is Kester so clear?

Because he has been here for several years.

but!It was thrown out!

Thinking of this, Kester's face was a little distorted, and he quickly returned to his smiling face. He hummed a little, as if he was about to hum a tune, but then he didn't make any more notes, and calmly turned to the priest. Used to walk around the palace.

Hilly, Hilly, Hilly...

Kester silently recited the name of the Elf King in his heart, and the more he recited, the happier he became. He had already seen that it was time for his nightmare to disappear.He knocked that damned Melchior down, never to hear his taunts again.

Although he told himself that the heart of the Elf King could completely eliminate the nightmare, he still wanted to defeat him.Who made him appear in a blinding light all day long, as if no one knew that he was the most honorable god of light.

Even though they are the weakest remaining gods, Melchior always thinks that he should be the only god that exists, and scoffs at him as a god who represents darkness.It's mild to look at both of them, and if they don't fight every time they meet, it's really a pity for the other party's face that deserves to be punched.

It was doubtful that Melchior could tell him the news.

Kester suspected that he had some plans, but every time he woke up from the nightmare, he deepened his idea of ​​finding the Elf King.As long as you get Hillary's heart, nothing is a problem.

The strong natural elements choked Dexter and sneezed, he pouted and stepped into the palace.

In the palace, a throne was specially set up for the Elven King, and now its owner is sitting on it.

The long silver hair was like the flowing moonlight, and Kester approached with light steps.

Fair skin, cherry red lips, straight nose bridge, and curled eyelashes are beautiful, but Kester thinks this is not suitable for this elf, but none of this has much to do with him, he just wants to hope Earl's heart.

Beauty could not fool him.

"Shirley, Shirley, Shirley..." Kester read his name with great affection, but the object was not the elf, but the heart in the elf's chest.

"Hirley," Kester bent down and approached the resting Elf King, "I said I would take you back to my temple, do you believe me?"

"Very thoughtful," Yanqing opened her eyes, and looked sideways at the God of Darkness Kester who was close at hand, "But I probably won't be able to see it in my lifetime."

Turning her face away from Kester's finger, Yanqing asked, "What are you doing here again? The elves probably have nothing worthy of your covet."

Sweeping the Elf King's cheek with his fingertips, a strange feeling rose in Kester's heart. The lightning bombardment fell in his heart for a moment, but it was indistinct, a bit seductive.

Putting down his hands, Kester straightened his waist and said, "Of course I'm looking for Shirley. Two hundred years is enough to make the sky full of stars become my thoughts."

"Oh," Yanqing cast a cleansing spell on herself, "then please allow me to reject your thoughts, you can leave."

"The forest of elves is the closest place to the stars, Shirley," Kester looked down at Yanqing, and called out his name, "You can see it every day."

"Sorry, I think maybe you don't miss enough, and I can't feel anything about you from inside. Please go back and make persistent efforts. My child is coming, and he doesn't like you very much."

So, see off.

Yanqing stood up, her long silver hair slid from her shoulders to her back.Kerster wondered if his hair felt as cold as its color, just like himself.In a few times, he had never seen this elf smile, he was cold and indifferent, and didn't care about anything.Ridiculously, this uneasy elf is the most beloved king of the elves ever.

The elves are the most favored by the elements among all races.

The element that is beating around the king all the time is very different from other elves, which is not like the treatment that an indifferent elf should have.

Does this king have a cold face and a warm heart?Kester secretly guessed.

But he didn't even get close to his own son!Don't listen to the elves saying that the king only cares about the prince and ignores them, it's all an illusion!

Kester would peek whenever he had time during the few years in the Forest of Elves. Shirley had never touched his son, let alone hugged him.His peeking didn't count as his official meeting with Hilly. Of course, even if he peeked, he never saw him smile.

Standing beside him in a daze, the dark god didn't know what to think of, and frowned slightly, Yanqing squinted and ignored it, summoned the scepter to prop it on the ground, in case he could throw this idle god out again at any time .

Glancing at the scepter in Yanqing's hand, Kester took a step back, paused, and then took two steps forward, his chin slightly raised, taking advantage of his small size, he raised his eyebrows at him, and said: "I'm not afraid of you."

Yanqing pursed her lips, pressed down the corners of her mouth that were tending to turn up, and let out a "hmm".It sounds perfunctory.This... god, really looks like a... child who lacks confidence.

"you……"

As soon as Kester opened his mouth, he saw a magic fly towards him, immobilizing him for a moment, and then he was pushed away from the side.

Brilian's cheeks were flushed, and he stood in front of Yanqing, glaring at Kester: "Peeping Tom!"

Kester stabilized his body, pouted at Briliant, and said, "You see how rude your stupid boy is, is he just treating guests like this?"

Pressing Brilian's shoulder, Yanqing took a step forward, the scepter in his hand gathered elements, and he said to Kerst: "An uninvited guest? It seems that Brilian doesn't like you for a reason of."

"Tch," said it as if he liked the brash brat, "next time I won't be alone."

Kester dropped this sentence and disappeared.

Brilian raised his eyes and looked at Yanqing beggingly, hoping that he could withdraw his hand and let him move his shoulders.

He glanced at him casually, put down his hand,