The evil demon king in the puppy stage grabs my little biscuits

Hino's consciousness became more and more blurred.

Some time ago, he seemed to know what he was doing, but now he was no longer sure, and that sense of security also disappeared. He began to panic and desperately wanted to open his eyes.

But his body seemed to be trapped by a nightmare and he couldn't move. He hoped that the people around him could wake him up.

Is there anyone around?

He couldn't even remember the question, which made him panic even more and struggle to remember.

Finally, he vaguely remembered that he was kissing Ilsa.

In an instant, the sense of security came back.

He couldn't remember where he was or why he started kissing, but he thought he was falling asleep in Ilsa's arms now, and his sleeping face became peaceful because of it.

Just before losing consciousness, Hino was suddenly alarmed by the shouting and cursing around him——

"This is the punishment of the gods! If your majesty really cares about the people, you should kill yourself and apologize! Calm the wrath of the gods!"

"Calm the wrath of the gods! Calm the wrath of the gods! Calm the wrath of the gods! Calm the wrath of the gods!" A group of people roared in unison, causing the ground to tremble, and the tremors spread along the soles of their feet and up their calves, all the way to their hearts.

"Shut up!" The clear voice sounded familiar, and Hino felt as if he had said these words: "Plague is a natural disaster, why are you angry with His Majesty for it? If this is the punishment of the gods, why did you get infected with the plague?" Isn't it His Majesty himself? Who is the god going to punish!"

"Don't argue here! Although the plague is a natural disaster, the gods originally gave the seven tribes the power to defeat the natural disaster. If there are enough pure-blooded Aowei tribes in this world, it is impossible for the plague to spread to a third of the continent! Who is it? Hundreds of years ago, a large number of Aowei royal families were massacred, and the remaining Aowei nobles were forced to intermarry with the other six races, giving birth to mixed blood to dilute their blood talent? It was the tyrannical dragon Ilsa! It was he who led to today's desperate situation! "

"Can you stop the spread of the plague by forcing your majesty to death? Do you know what life was like for the people when Aowei was in power hundreds of years ago? How could the emperor of Aowei allow you to gather outside the palace to yell and slander him? Sending a few troll armies can separate your corpses without the need for dragon warriors! Now that the natural disaster has happened, His Majesty has spent a lot of money to gather the mixed-race Aowei tribe to try their best to curb the spread of the disaster, but you are here to find a way out Vent, Your Majesty has no ability to be angry, but I can be angry for him! Let me tell you, immediately go back to each house and close the doors and windows, and prohibit gathering people to spread the plague. Otherwise, once you are infected with the plague, I will let you fend for yourself. I have to save my strength to save those innocent people infected with the plague!"

The crowd suddenly fell silent. This half-breed elf has the blood of the Aowei tribe, and the entire plague in Dris is contained by him. If he is really angry and lets go, such a gathering of people infected with the plague may really kill them.

"Why don't you care about us!" A middle-aged man in the crowd yelled: "I know you, you are the elf who was favored by the dragon before! Now you are expending your strength to save the people, it is atonement for the dragon, It should be right! If you let it go, you should kill yourself and apologize with the dragon!"

"Yes! Apologize together! Apologize together!"

The elf was so angry that he almost couldn't stand still. After a while, he sneered and said, "Since you know so much, you should also know that I was expelled from the palace by His Majesty decades ago. What evidence do you have to prove that I have been favored? I don't even have a title, so I want to be the target of your wrath? Haha...hahahaha..."

"why are you laughing!"

"Why can't I laugh? This is so funny! I have exhausted all my strength to treat the people infected with the plague in the past few months. Is it taken for granted that you just find a reason? I feel stupid and ridiculous, and I think His Majesty is ridiculously stupid!

He shouldn't have overthrown Aowei's rule hundreds of years ago, saved you from the plight of livestock, and in order to give you the same competitive power, he did not hesitate to offend the six races to balance the power of all beings. In the end, what he got was What?A natural disaster was blamed on him!What do I get?Hahahahaha... really deserve it!How funny!I just don’t know if it’s me and Your Majesty who deserve it, or you ungrateful white-eyed wolves! "

The rioting crowd dispersed in disgrace.

On the street outside the palace, only the elf was left standing alone.

After an unknown amount of time, he walked towards the city gate again and asked the guards to report that he wanted to see His Majesty.

"Your Majesty has not seen anyone." The guard still looked grim.

The elf lowered his head and replied softly: "If you don't let me go, don't blame me for being rude."

The guards pulled out their long knives in unison and stood ready.

"Stand back." Lan Ye's gentle voice came from a distance.

The elf raised his head, with a glint of hope in his eyes, staring at his old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years.

"Hino, His Majesty's mood is very unstable right now, it's inconvenient to receive you, go back."

"He's going to be emotionally unstable? What's that like? I really want to see it."

Lan Ye stared at the elf dejectedly, and said weakly, "Your Majesty has doubts about everything I have done." After a pause, she said in a low voice, "I also have doubts about the meaning of my existence."

The elf's pupils shrank suddenly, but he quickly suppressed his emotions, took a deep breath, and said hoarsely, "I have something to tell him, and I have something very important to tell Ilsa!"

"Hino!"

A group of guards stepped forward to block the elf's way.

……

"I found it." Lan Ye dug out the "Black Holy Book" from the secret vault, and happily handed it to the elves beside him: "This spell should be a forbidden technique to allow consciousness to go back to the past time and space."

"What's the meaning of the red symbol in the back note?"

"It's the price to pay. These symbols mean that you need to sacrifice a certain body part, such as the left and right hands, or the left and right feet."

The elf raised his eyebrows and looked at Lan Ye: "Witches who have lost their hands, how will they cast a curse in the future?"

Lan Ye froze for a moment, then quickly smiled and said: "It's okay, the world doesn't need pure-blooded witches like me anymore, and my group of apprentices can do for me what needs to be done, as long as this plague can be curbed, What's the point of losing a hand?"

The elf said: "Can the mixed-blood witches use this forbidden technique? You know, I have the talent to use the power of nature to restore the body. If I can use it, it doesn't matter how much it costs."

"I'm still not sure about this. I have sealed the "Black Holy Code" for more than 400 years. Before that, no half-blood witch had tried to open the forbidden technique."

"Then try it."

Lan Ye lowered his head to read the detailed explanation after the ban, and his face changed after reading.

"what happened?"

Lan Ye turned to look at him in disappointment, and replied in a low voice: "It's useless, this kind of forbidden technique can only allow the consciousness to go back to an uncertain past time point, and the consciousness can only observe everything that happened in that time and space, It is impossible to convey in any way to remind the people of the time what not to do, that is, to change any history."

"Is there no way to activate the spell with consciousness, leave a line on the ground or have a spiritual connection with Ilsa at that time?"

Lan Ye smiled wryly: "The power of the witch clan comes from the energy reserves inside the body. Only the consciousness can go back to that moment. What kind of spell should be used to activate it?"

The two fell silent.

After a while, the elf suddenly thought of something, turned his head and looked at Lan Ye in surprise, and said, "You pure-blooded witches can only use the energy in your body, but I am different. I can even forcibly condense a brand new exorcism shell with my consciousness!"

"Really?" Lan Ye looked at him in shock: "Then if your current exorcism has no soul..."

"Don't worry, when my consciousness returns, my body will recover." The elf looked up and thought, "The question is, how can I convince Ilsa from hundreds of years ago that I am from the future? He will obey My persuasion, give up slaughtering the Auwei royal family? That dragon is so stubborn..."

Lan Ye sighed: "In fact, Ilsa was not stubborn when he was young, but after losing his emotions, his absolute reason made him trust his own judgment even more."

The elf was shocked when he heard this, his whole body froze!

"What's wrong? Are you okay, Hino?"

"You mean... when Ilsa was young? Then if I go back directly to when he was young, that is... before he was sent to Harrow Ji'an! Then I, no, can let That wicked bastard... smiled at me once, didn't he?"

……

"Plague... Plague... Plague..." Hino's consciousness became more and more lax, but he was still struggling to remember these two words.

He thought of a very important thing, the elf in the soul stone originally went back in time to curb the plague, not to save Ilsa who was sent to Haroji'an.

This is very important, he realizes that this matter is very important, but he is confused at the moment, and he can't think about why he thinks this fact is very important.

"The plague... is the plague... is the plague..."

He tried his best to maintain consciousness and kept repeating the word, and suddenly the elf's cold voice sounded again: "Didn't you say you want to be with me? Then die with me."

"I can't leave him."

"That's too late!"

"I warned you, Hino, that the forbidden technique would have caused unexpected danger, and you were the one who killed him."

"Don't even think about it!"

"I do not go."

"That's too late!"

……

"Plague... Plague! Plague!" The piercing roar pierced into his mind like a knife, and Hino's originally slack consciousness gradually condensed.

"Why is he blushing so red?" Liu Guang grabbed her husband's arm and said urgently, "Go and call Bonnie and Aiden over here! I don't feel right!"

Bonnie and Aiden hurriedly felt the side room. Seeing that Hino's face was sweating and flushed, he realized that something was wrong. Aiden hurriedly took out the soul stone from his arms, but was scalded by the burning soul stone and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"What's going on?" Bonnie asked nervously.

"Not good..." Aiden looked at the soul stone that fell by the bed, his eyes full of anxiety: "This soul stone seems to be injecting all the energy into Hino's body, and it may contain the part of Hino's unawakened power. It will make Hino's body unbearable."

"Why is this?!"

"I'm not sure either. Shino's remnant soul is unusual, and it seems to have a part of consciousness. It may want to wake up Shino."

"But it will kill Shino! Should we strengthen the power to seal it?"

Aiden thought for a while, then shook his head with difficulty: "This soul stone is originally the remnant soul of Hino, perhaps something extremely dangerous happened, it would rather risk death to awaken Hino, I think, this It is Hino's own decision, let's just wait and see."

However, he waited until Hino completely lost his breath.

"No...no! Hino...Hino!" Liu Guang hugged the elf's gradually icy body into his arms in a panic, and desperately asked the Aidens for help: "Seal that stone quickly! Hino didn't Breathe!"

Hino suddenly felt extremely light, as if his body in the quagmire was finally freed, without any weight at all.

But he didn't feel relaxed because of this, the inexplicable sense of panic kept roaring in his consciousness, he seemed to hear his own soul begging himself-"Go and save him!"

He couldn't talk to his soul, but somehow he knew that he had to save Ilsa, now, right now!

He just thought so, and when he saw his surroundings clearly, he found that he was standing beside Ilsa at the moment.

"Ilsa!" Hino was happy, but he found that he couldn't make a sound, and reached out to grab Ilsa in surprise, but found that he couldn't see his hand, and looked down again, he didn't even have a body.

Is this a nightmare?

Hino observed the surroundings carefully. This is the center of the castle hall of the alliance base. Every carving and the portraits of gods on the colored windows are extremely real, not like a dream.

But why can't he see himself?

He looked at Ilsa's side face in confusion, and found that Ilsa looked a little unhappy, as if arguing with someone about something, but he couldn't hear what Ilsa was saying.

Hino turned to look at the person opposite Ilsa.

It's Naija.

Hino's consciousness instantly became tense, and miraculously, when he wanted to hear the sound clearly, the surrounding natural elements transmitted the sound to him through a way he couldn't understand.

"The evidence is not important anymore, Ilsa, you and I both know it well." Naijia said with a gloomy expression, "Even if the murderer who controlled Alberta was Bonnie, she must have been ordered by you. There are three snow deer border guards who can It proves that before Bonnie opened the enchantment and left Snow Deer, you were the one who went to Snow Deer to find her."

Ilsa continued to deny impatiently: "Ilsa doesn't know Alberta, you ask him to confront him."

Naijia sneered: "If you think it's interesting to be a rogue, please do it. I can only inform you in advance that the contract container is stolen, which means that the neutral contract between you and us cannot be reached, because after one year expires I cannot Return the container to you, the original peace agreement has been messed up with you, Ilsa, if you want to start a war, we will accompany you to the end."

Ilsa raised her eyebrows and shook her head: "Isa is very sad that the container was stolen, but I don't blame you. If you cancel the contract, you don't have to lose your strength."

Naijia gritted his teeth and said, "Do I still have to thank you for your generosity?"

"No thanks." Ilsa smiled.

Hino stared blankly at their conversation, and opened his mouth to ask Ilsa what happened to the container being stolen, but he didn't even have a body, so he couldn't make a sound at all.

"Okay." Naijia nodded: "You just need to remember, this is your own choice, you can leave the alliance now, go back to your hidden island immediately to mobilize the army, maybe there is still time to meet your elf The last side."

He turned around and made a gesture to leave, but the little evil dragon behind him was finally defeated first, and looked at him with an innocent face tilted——

"Issa doesn't want to go to war, okay?"

Naijia put her hands behind her back and slowly turned around: "You don't look like you don't want to go to war. His Majesty gave you countless opportunities, and you screwed up yourself."

"Issa can stay in the league for another decade."

"I don't have time to bargain with you." Naijia said coldly: "You have made things this far, we have no room to maneuver, I will give you one last chance, you listen to Irsa, the last time, you Do you want to go to war, or do you want to form a bond with His Majesty?"

Naijia knew very well that this little evil dragon wished to go to war with Aowei to relieve his hatred, but the implication of his "war" at this moment was to tear his face, that is, to kill Lan Ye and cause Xinuo to die.

His heart was also hanging in the air, not sure that the little evil dragon would sacrifice all his freedom for the elf.

Things did develop as prophesied, the dragon did not accept Hefei's love, but became completely obsessed with the elf, and couldn't bear even pretending to keep a distance during the visit, so he deliberately took the elf out of him Surveillance range, do not know what to do.But what else can one do by being discreetly out of the way?

If the little dragon had done that to the elf, it meant that the elf had become Ilsa's first consort, and it was impossible for the dragon to stand by and watch in the heat of the first courtship period. When the elf died, logically speaking, he should agree to sacrifice his freedom and form a bond with His Majesty.

Hino was both shocked and angry, his consciousness instantly shifted to Naijia, and he yelled angrily: "If you start a war, start a war. If you have the ability, you should first find the location of our hidden island. When you faced the aborigines on the island, you were defeated several times. Come on, do you still have the guts to provoke? Wake up, Naija, Ilsa will not form a bond with your master!"

Naijia couldn't feel Hino's presence at all. Seeing Ilsa observing him with a blank face, he gritted his teeth and said more directly: "I know that elf has always loved you, but I'm different, Ilsa, If you don’t cry when you don’t see the coffin, you can go back to your hidden island to attend Hino’s funeral now. The symbiosis spell between him and Lan Ye is almost exhausted. If you still want to procrastinate, even the Aowei tribe I can't renew Lan Ye's life."

Hino's thoughts went blank for an instant, and he stared at Naijia in shock.

After a long time, he looked down at his body and his hands again.

No, nothing.

This is not a dream?

Is he... already dead?

Do dead elves feel heartache too?

Hino slowly shifted his gaze, looking at Ilsa Teng's purple eyes at a distance of two steps——

A huge sense of despair and helplessness swept over. The dragon didn't know he was dead, did he?

why?Symbiosis spell?Yes, he formed a symbiotic spell with Lan Ye, and Lan Ye was killed by Naijia?

So he died too?

He remembered that he was still kissing Ilsa the last moment, why did it become like this in a blink of an eye?

"...I must be dreaming." Hino wanted to cover his painful heart, but he couldn't touch his body. The huge stimulation made him fall into chaos for a moment, and his consciousness lost control again, and he shuttled in the memories of time and space——

……

"Are you ready, Hino?"

"Are you ready, Hino? I'll take you there to play."

"Oh, don't rush it! His disease must be completely cured. This kind of disease that can spread is the most dangerous. It will be bad if it spreads like it will in a few hundred years." Xinuo sat by the bed of the villager's cabin , pressed his right hand on the boy's forehead, and green light spots kept floating in the air.

The slightly childish boy Long walked around restlessly, scratching his head and rubbing his nose, and couldn't help urging: "Usually Aowei's doctor will be cured after counting to ten, and Xinuo has been sitting here for half an hour. Is there a possibility that Hino is actually an elf and can't heal diseases at all?"

Hino sneered and cast a sideways glance at the young man: "Whether I can cure illnesses, you will know later."

Not long after.

"Okay." Hino took a deep breath, stood up, and stretched out his hand cautiously to test the boy's pulse, "Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Long Boy looked at the elf seriously and asked in a low voice, "Has Your Excellency Hino finally helped the sickness overcome the sickness?"

"He recovered faster than I expected, okay?" Hino couldn't help laughing, straightened up and chased the little dragon out of the cabin, but he couldn't catch it at all, the dragon was still very small. Badly pretend he's about to get caught and let him go.

Hino was exhausted and stopped, put his hands on his hips, and threatened, "Ilsa! Do you know what will happen to the naughty dragon?"

Seeing that he stopped chasing him, the dragon also stopped, took a few steps closer, and replied with a smirk: "Sent to Haroji'an?"

Hino was taken aback, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

The dragon keenly sensed that he was not in the right mood, and suddenly showed a nervous and angry look, walked over with his head drooping, and asked him sullenly, "Did I say something wrong, Hino?"

Hino looked at the dragon boy seriously, and said in a deep voice, "No one will send you to Ilsa in Haroji'an, don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid." Long Boy raised his chin proudly and said, "I've wanted to go for a long time, so I often make Aodong unhappy."

Hino's eyes widened in shock: "You want to be sent to Harrow to be tortured? Why?"

"Huh~" The dragon boy smiled pervertedly, and leaned close to the elf's ear and whispered a secret to him: "The dragons who come out of Haroji'an will not be sad, Hino, do you know? When I go to Haro Ji'an, I will become like my parents. From now on, I can run out of the palace to look for you, and no one can stop me. If my mother dares to hit me again, I will hit her too, and beat her fiercely. Like she hit me."

Hino looked at the little dragon in shock, and asked in a low voice after a while, "Do you want to play Liu Guang?"

"Yes." The young man took it for granted.

"If you really want to beat her, you don't need to go to Haroji'an to be tortured and come back to beat her. Liu Guang is not your opponent in the first place, is he?"

Ilsa won't do it all at once, faltering and hawing, not knowing how to explain the difference.

Hino spoke for him: "You can't bear to beat your mother, can you?"

I don't know where the three words "can't bear it" hit the little dragon. Ilsa immediately scolded with annoyed eyes: "I hate her!"

Hino didn't know what kind of pain and despair it was that made this heartless dragon boy roar with red eyes. He took a deep breath and said softly: "Emotions can not only bring us pain, It will also bring a lot of happiness. If you really go to Haroji’an to be tortured and come back, you probably don’t want to sneak out to play with me again, because the happiness brought to you by this incident will also disappear, understand? If You still care about this happiness, promise me to endure the pain for a while, I promise, the future will definitely bring you a lot of happiness."

Long Boy looked at him with a pair of purple pupils in confusion.

"This is my oath. If you don't believe me, we will form a bond." Hino pursed his lips and smiled, and stretched out his right hand to Irsa.

The young dragon stared blankly at the elf's long, white fingers. He was stunned for a moment, then obediently stretched out a pair of dragon horns, bent down and let the elf touch his own dragon horns.

"I didn't mean to touch your dragon's horn!" The elf's index finger poked Xiaolong's forehead: "Why were you so stupid when you were young haha! What a shame!"

……

Amidst his own laughter, Hino gradually calmed down, and once again felt the surrounding sounds——

"Emperor Aodong never held grudges. Your parents should have told you what kind of character he is. I don't want to repeat the promise Ilsa made to you. Answer me, start a war, or go back to form a bond with me?"

Hino suddenly recovered and looked at Ilsa: "Don't promise him!"

Naijia urged in a deep voice: "Answer me!"

Finally, Ilsa nodded and said, "I..."

"Ilsa!" Heffie on the side suddenly exclaimed in a low voice at this moment: "Think about it clearly, if you form a bond with His Majesty, they can use the truth order to interrogate you for stealing the soul container. It is enough to send you to Haro Ji'an to be tortured! Once the contract is formed, you have no room to resist..."

"I have already promised you, forget the past!" Naijia yelled loudly.

"Don't trust him..."

Naijia's face turned completely cold, he squinted at Hefei, and nodded: "Then goodbye."

"Issa can go with you."

In an instant, the hall was silent, and Naijia stood silently, and finally smiled.

Ilsa followed Naijia to the gate of the palace, and Hino frantically blocked in front of Ilsa, he could hear himself roaring like a beast, but Ilsa couldn't hear him, his body was pierced again and again, no matter what Nothing can stop him!

-

The moment she stepped out the door, Ilsa suddenly stopped in her tracks.

There was an indescribably familiar feeling, as if an elf was holding his left wrist tightly.

He lowered his head and found that the vines on the outer wall of the castle suddenly grew wildly to the gate of the castle for some reason, and at this moment, they were coiled around his left wrist with delicate green shoots.

Such a fragile and hopeless weak force.

Just as Ilsa was about to withdraw his hand, he was inexplicably reluctant. He used his other hand to gently untangle the vine without hurting a single bud.

Then, he followed Naijia's footsteps.

The author has something to say: Hino: I didn’t expect a certain dragon emperor to be so stupid and disgusted when he was young. I still like the mature one.

Ilsa raised her ears vigilantly: "Who? Who do you like!"

The crowd of onlookers whispered to the devil: It is the dragon emperor who is served by the elf dress-up show every day...