That Boss is chasing again

Smile.

Suddenly, he felt that this piece of meat became hot in his stomach, whether it would burn a hole in his body.Brilian asked Yanqing for help with a bitter face, but all he got was "it doesn't matter", so he had to hug his stomach and unconsciously fantasize about himself in the near future.

It may become ugly, it may become smaller, it may become swollen... The more I think about it, the more frightening it becomes, will my father throw him away?

Kester put the breakfast in front of Yanqing and asked him: "What's wrong with that stupid boy?"

The breakfast exuded a tempting aroma, Yanqing gently pulled the plate towards her, raised her eyes and said to Kerst: "It's nothing, thank you."

The smile in the gray-blue eyes was like the first ray of light in the morning, giving Kester an illusion that he seemed to have glimpsed into the bright heart of this elf.

It was a fleeting feeling, and Kester let it slip away from his fingertips. His fingertips touched the end of the elf's eyes. in his seat.

His actions did not affect the elf's good mood at all, and he could feel the briskness of the elf's movements until the breakfast was over.

When saying goodbye to the master, the master hurried into the kitchen and came out with a large package of raw meat. Because of the rush and the weight of the raw meat, he took a few breaths before speaking: "This is for you. I am the only one in the house. One, I can’t eat it, so I’ll bring you some to eat on the way. It’s not easy to meet prey here, although it’s safe but there’s little food, bring it with you.”

"Thank you," Yanqing took the raw meat from the host, "Brillien also prepared some things for you, I hope they can help you."

Brilian indistinctly squinted at the raw meat in Yanqing's hand, took out a few crystal vials, quickly put them in the master's hands, and hid behind Yanqing.

With a movement of the hand, the various liquids in the crystal vials swayed and waved, which was really beautiful.

Yanqing explained their respective roles to him, and expressed his thanks again to bid farewell to him.

Unexpectedly, when they were leaving, the owner stopped Brailian, took off the necklace he had been wearing and put it in his hand, touched the necklace reluctantly, and said to Bralian apologetically: "One piece An unremarkable stone, but I want to give it to you."

The stone in the owner's mouth is a pure white stone in the shape of a water drop.Brilian looked at the one on Yanqing's ear, it was exactly the same.

"I can't take it." Brilian could see the host's nostalgia.

The host laughed twice and said, "Do you think I'm not willing to give it to you? This is your reward. You helped us deal with that monster last night."

"But I can't accept your memories," Brilian said sincerely, "Memories are very precious things."

"This little thing can't represent my memories. I like you very much and want to give it to you." The host said.

Brilian was still hesitating, Yanqing said to him: "Take it." This is something that belonged to Brilian, and it went around in the human race domain, but it was not expected to return to him in this way.

The master also cooperated with Yanqing's words, showing the pendant with his palms up.

Kester became impatient, and kindly pushed Briliant.

After staggering and standing still, Brilian blushed a little, and scolded Kester hundreds of times in his heart.

Soon there was a necklace around his neck, and the owner gave him a hug: "I hope it can bless you too."

Brilian could see the pendant when he lowered his head, and the white elements slowly flowed inside, which was very kind.

"Don't like it?" Yanqing asked.

Brilian shook his head: "I like it very much."

"Here!" Kerst interrupted their conversation by throwing a piece of roasted meat into Briliant's hand.

Brilian couldn't hold the scalding meat, so he hurriedly chanted a cooling spell to hold it steady.

Kester cut it up for Yanqing, packed it up, and delivered it to him, and he was just about to feed it.The reason for not feeding was not that he didn't want to, but that Sealy would cast countless light spells to interrupt him.

Yanqing evened out half of the meat for Kester, picked a piece of the remaining meat and put it in his mouth for a while, and then swallowed after confirming that there was nothing wrong with it.

"So worried?" Kester asked with a wink and a smile.

Brilian spoke out for Yanqing: "Of course I can't let you down!"

Well said, Yanqing silently praised him.

He still remembers the potion added to that glass of milk!

Kester picked a piece of his own at random, swallowed it, raised his eyebrows at Yanqing, and swapped his and Yanqing's meat.If Shirley can rest assured, he doesn't mind doing it every time.Any behavior that can reduce Hillary's vigilance is meaningful.

"Father, where are we going next?" Brilian pushed Kerster away and sat between him and Yanqing.

It has been almost a year since they came out, the north has entered winter, and the south is not so cold, they can still wear light clothes, and before they go, they should enter the domain of the dwarves.

Yanqing stared at the sparkling firewood with downcast eyes, and said, "Pass through the border of the dwarves, make a circle, and return to the forest."

There is still half of his mission, all in the rest of the journey.

Hope to be able to successfully complete.

Unexpectedly, I don't know whether I am far away or by my side.Yanqing glanced at Kester, and the other party gave him a smile without hesitation.

"Father!" Brilian called to him.

Yanqing came back to her senses, but she felt strange in her heart, and she couldn't tell what was strange.

"Father!"

"Well, I'm listening." Yanqing replied.

"Are the dwarves friendly?" Brilian was most afraid of encountering a race that was difficult to deal with.Before that, he had to inquire clearly before he could deal with the next situation.What he learned from the elves was mainly the knowledge of the human race, and other races didn't know much about it.Father suddenly said that he was going to the border of the dwarves, so he was inevitably nervous.

I heard that the dwarves have weird tempers, and it would be a disaster for him to encounter them.

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

Dark clouds pressed down on the branches of the tree, and the air was hot and humid. Brilian woke up from his sleep panting, and saw the sky close at hand, giving people a very heavy sense of oppression.He had to touch his throat, otherwise he would feel like he couldn't breathe.

Brilian sat up and leaned against the tree trunk behind him, looking around, his father and Kester were not there, where did they go?

Standing up against the tree trunk, Brilian felt dizzy, the world was twisted in his eyes, and he had to hold on to the tree trunk to prevent falling to the ground.

After closing his eyes for a long time, he felt better.

"You're awake," came the father's voice. "Let's go back to the elves." It sounded colder and shivering than ever.

Brilian didn't have time to ask why, and his legs and feet automatically followed his father, although he didn't intend to refuse.

Now his head is still dazed, in that unconscious state, and this state lasted until he followed his father back to the forest of elves.Nobody bothered or stopped them during this time, and neither did Kester.

Back in the clan, the clansman greeted himself and his father, and his father nodded to them one by one, but he could only respond with a slow wink.There was something wrong with him, something wrong with his body.

Instead of taking him to Priest Amber, his father went directly to the mother tree.

The mother tree stood quietly and peacefully on the ground, supporting the sky. Her white light seemed to be a crack in the light gray sky, and the light was about to burst from here.

Father stopped, and he turned to face himself.

Brilian watched him approaching himself, towards the mother tree.The scepter in his father's hand stirred up the elements floating in the air, and the **** elements rushed on his blank face, making him look a little dull.

His father stretched out his hand to his neck, where was hung a necklace given to him by a certain master during the journey.

"Father!" Brellian yelled in pain.The pendant was pulled by his father, and his soul was also torn, causing him to tremble in pain.

"Why, reluctant?" His father's unwavering voice sounded above him, just like the dark clouds he saw when he woke up, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Brilian raised his hand with difficulty, trying to grab the hem of his father's clothes, begging him not to torture him any more.His strength was exhausted by the pain. He tried several times, but he just passed by, but he still couldn't catch it.

"Father..." Bradlian yelled unconsciously.

But his father didn't even look at him. After pulling off the necklace, he continued to move forward, heading towards the mother tree.

The mother tree always wraps the elves who come under her tree with gentle light, and this time is no exception.

Shirley took off the earring, joined it with Brillian's necklace, and held it up to the trunk of the mother tree.

The earrings and necklace merge into each other in the light of the mother tree, forming a perfectly round bead.

Shirley embedded the bead on his scepter, and the element poured into it, energizing the bead.

Brilian fell to the ground and saw this scene, unable to believe that the elf who fell into darkness under the mother tree was his father.

Shirley didn't pay attention to Brilian's expression. The first thing he did with a brand new scepter was to destroy the elves.

Unable to destroy the mother tree, he introduced a large number of dark elements around her, waiting for time for her to be gradually corrupted.He blocked the communication between all elves and nature, so that they could no longer use magic and became the same existence as ordinary people.

Then he came to the domain of the human race and provoked the struggle among the human races, and finally led them to the elves, and let the human race destroy the elves in one fell swoop.

The weeping and wailing of the elves made Brilian angry and sad, but he couldn't do anything, and he didn't even know why he could still see what his father did.

The destruction of the elves was only the first step. Hilly continued to intensify the struggle among the tribes. Countless magicians, wizards, and even ordinary people were involved in the struggle.

Brilian wanted to rush to stop his father, his soul was crying,