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

Hino couldn't stop laughing at the solemn "Aang" of the young dragon.

When he lowered his head again, he found that the cub was drooping his head again, pointing a pair of small dragon horns at him.

Hino was dumbfounded, the smile still lingering on the corner of his mouth.

The cub who couldn't wait for the praise raised its head doubtfully.

A pair of purple pupils collided with the elf's golden pupils.

"Please don't trust me like this, Ilsa." Hino's joyful eyes were suddenly submerged in great sadness: "I can't give you the same trust."

The cub couldn't understand what he said, so it sat obediently on Shino's lap, leaning back in his arms, waiting to be massaged on its belly.

Hino couldn't help being amused by the little guy's clumsy movements again, so he quickly looked away and kept calm: "I know you're cute, but it doesn't work for me, I won't let the high priest of the blue night disappear in an instant. The evil dragon takes chances."

"Hmm! Mmm!" The unconsoled cub began to kick its short legs anxiously.

"It doesn't work, it doesn't work." Shino covered the cub's grievance with his voice, but his heart still softened in disobedience.

"Unless you promise me," the little elf finally couldn't help but look down at the cub, and made a self-deceiving condition: "You have to promise me that when you grow up, you will treat all innocent creatures so well-behaved and harmless. If you promise, you will Say 'Aang' again."

The cub stopped humming and looked at the elf blankly.

The elf looked at the cub expectantly, as if taking a life-threatening gamble.

The cub opened its mouth and tried to make a sound: "Aang?"

The little elf suddenly picked up the cub in surprise, put his face on its forehead, and rubbed it hard!

"Ilsa is so cute!"

"Ang! Aang! Aang!" The cub frantically flicked its fat tail.

It has been about a hundred miles away from the coast of the North Sea, basically out of Hobson's detection range.

Hino planned to rest in the hotel overnight before setting off, but Tai Lun was cautious by nature, worried that Hobson would guess the direction of their escape, and wanted to continue to go east, completely out of Hobson's sphere of influence.

"This island is so big, how could it be possible to guess our escape route exactly?" Hino persuaded, "It's been a day and night, just rest for another night, your wound will heal, and we can go far by then. Faster!"

"That's right, on such a big island, where is it so easy to find us?" Di Carlo lay comfortably on the bed and closed his eyes: "You won't hurt well, and we can't run far, so why not have a good night's rest."

Tai Lun looked down at the young dragon who was playing with corn kernels beside Hino: "If there are only three of us, it is really not easy to find, but this young dragon will not restrain its breath. Once it has emotional fluctuations, I think I will Its presence can be felt dozens of miles away, and so can Hobson's men."

Xinuo immediately carried the cub into his arms and patted the back gently: "I'll put it to sleep now."

Tyron had no choice but to accept their proposal.

In the middle of the night, the hotel was quiet except for the small, uniform purring of the cubs.

Xinuo suddenly heard faint footsteps, opened his eyes vigilantly, and saw Tai Lun's back in the darkness.

"Tayren?" Hino called him suspiciously.

The mermaid boy paused, turned his head and said in a low voice, "I'm going to rest on the roof."

The future mermaid king was really cautious, Shino nodded and let him go, he couldn't sleep even if he was left in the house.

With Tai Lun on the outside, Xino slept more soundly. He slept until the rooster in the yard crowed before opening his eyes and stretching himself.

With the metal stones given to him by the villagers in his backpack, Hino exchanged some lang coins common in nearby islands with the hotel owner, bought several cans of fresh goat milk, and packed a bag of fresh cheese sticks in oiled paper.

"I'll give you all these cheese sticks." Shino handed Di Carlo the old cheese sticks in his backpack.

Di Carlo was flattered: "Do I have the honor to enjoy the royal food of your fat dragon?"

Hino replied honestly: "These have been soaked in sea water, Ilsa is not happy to eat."

"..." DiCaro squinted at the blond elf, "Is this your attitude towards brothers who share life and death?"

Hino explained earnestly: "Ilsa can grow up faster by eating more, and can transform when she grows up. After transforming, it will be much easier to learn our language, and she needs to eat happily."

Di Carlo thought it made sense, and reluctantly lowered his head to look at the sea-soaked cheese in Hino's hand.

"Take it quickly." Shino looked at the sleeping cub in his arms, and urged furtively, "If it wakes up and sees you eating its cheese, it will be angry again!"

"If I eat what it doesn't want to eat, do I still have to look at its face?" Di Carlo was extremely aggrieved.

Hino persuaded maturely and rationally: "You are the big brother, Di Carlo, why are you fussing with the three-year-old baby dragon?"

DiCarlo was persuaded, reached out to take the cheese stick, and was about to make do with it, when Tyron suddenly jumped from the roof into the yard and walked to the open-air dining table without a sound.

"Tailun!" Hino happily welcomed the Mermaid King: "You worked hard last night, are you hungry? This is the fresh goat milk I just bought!"

Di Carlo, who was holding a cheese stick in his hand, protested furiously: "Why can he drink fresh milk? Can my big brother haggle over this big fish?"

Sino explained: "Tayron's injury is not healed yet, and he needs more nutrition."

Di Carlo narrowed his eyes: "You little elf is so eccentric!"

There was pride hidden in Tai Lun's eyes, and he sat gracefully beside the elf, explaining to Di Carlo: "In our North Sea, powerful mermaids can always get better treatment."

Di Carlo's fighting spirit was burning: "If my bow hadn't disappeared, I would let you, a fish, see the true strength of elves now!"

Hino asked curiously, "Where did your bow go?"

Di Carlo said depressedly: "I don't know. I disappeared when I woke up at the seaside. I was looking for you before I met you."

"I threw it into the sea." While enjoying the goat milk offered by the elf, Tyron calmly confessed: "I was worried that you would go back with the bow and find Hobson to die, so I sent you ashore After that, I will throw it away for you."

Di Carlo suddenly exploded!

Hino stood up to persuade the fight!

"Throw it away for me? Do I have to thank you!"

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

Di Carlo was already mad: "I'll eat this fish for lunch today!"

"I'll buy you another better bow!" Hino unconditionally condoned the poisonous tongue of the future mermaid king.

The calm Tai Lun's eyes suddenly froze, and he stood up with a "whoosh" and looked towards the north vigilantly.

Shino looked at him suspiciously.

"There are trolls chasing us." Tai Lun frowned and looked at Hino: "There may be Hobson's witch students."

It's unbelievable, they have already climbed three mountains, these people really linger.

Xinuo hurriedly fastened the luggage bag and put it back on his back: "Then let's go quickly!"

Di Carlo anxiously said: "Where are you going? If this fish can sense them, they will definitely be able to sense the young dragon in your arms."

Tai Lun strode out of the yard and asked the owner of the hotel: "Are there any lakes or rivers nearby?"

After receiving the guidance, Tai Lun immediately led the two elves towards a place with a large amount of water.

Where there is water, it is the best battlefield for mermaids.

After a night of rest, the ice spikes in Tai Lun's body should have melted, the penetrating wounds on his shoulders scabbed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his movements became extremely agile.

Yesterday, the two elves were taking care of his speed, and now it was his turn to keep stopping, turning around and waiting for the two elves to catch up.

After arriving at the lake, Tyron turned around and ordered the two elves: "You just run in the direction of the other side of this lake. I will hold back the footsteps of those people and try to get you out of their sensing range."

Hino stepped forward and said, "We can deal with them with you!"

"No, Hino." Tyron turned his head and looked at him coldly: "I can hold them back, and then escape and catch up with you, but if you stay here, we will be surrounded sooner or later."

"He's right." Di Carlo looked at Shino calmly, "We will drag him down if we stay."

"Go." Tyron urged.

Hino: "You must catch up, if you can't beat it, run away."

Taylor: "I will."

Hino and Di Carlo ran all the way with the young dragon. After running for less than half an hour, they suddenly bumped into an invisible barrier.

"There is an enchantment here!" Hino looked at the vast mountains on the other side of the enchantment, and turned to look at Di Carlo: "We can't get through, should we leave a mark and escape in another direction?"

Di Carlo eagerly looked around, frowned and said: "I don't know where this enchantment spreads. If there is no way to go around, this direction will not work at all!"

Hino looked around nervously: "But we can't run back now..."

Di Carlo thought of something, suddenly hugged the young dragon from Xinuo's arms, pointed its horns at the barrier and drilled back and forth!

"Ang! Aang!" The cub was suddenly awakened by him, looking for Shino in a daze.

"This is not a wall! How can the dragon's horn be drilled?" Hino expressed doubts.

"A dead horse is treated like a living horse!" Di Carlo accelerated the rotation of the cub!

"What do you want to do?" A deep voice suddenly came oncoming.

The two elves raised their heads and saw an old man in white robe appearing on the other side of the barrier.

It should be a witch.

The two elves really didn't like the witch clan, so they immediately took a step back vigilantly.

The old man looked at them and said coldly: "Do you want to enter Snow Deer's territory?"

Snow deer?Isn't that the opponent of the royal family of Orway?

I heard that this free dynasty never forces foreigners to join.

Hobson's men should not dare to set foot in Snow Deer's territory.

Hino immediately stepped forward and asked: "Sir, can we borrow a way from you? I promise not to disturb you."

The old man frowned when he heard the words: "For the sake of being elves, leave immediately before I change my mind, otherwise you will be treated as Aowei invaders."

"We are not intruders." Hino explained sincerely: "In fact, we are being hunted down by the royal priest of Aowei, and there is no way out now."

The old man warned coldly: "Last chance, leave immediately."

"Really, sir!" Di Carlo raised the "Drill" cub in his hand: "That bad priest wants to take away our dragon, and he might want to teach it to be against you in the future!"

The old man looked at the cub in the silver-haired elf's hand in surprise, and asked suspiciously, "Is this a dragon?"

"Yes!" Di Carlo hurriedly hugged the cub with one hand, pinched the little dragon wing on its left side with the other hand, and opened it for the old man of the Wu clan to see: "Can you see it, sir?"

"..." The old man was astonished: "What did you feed it? How did it grow up like this?"

"Sometimes the body shape is a natural one." When Xino picked it up, it was already like this: "For the future peace of your territory, please let us borrow a way."

The old man raised his hand and pushed in the direction of the two elves out of thin air. The invisible barrier in front of him suddenly glowed white, and moved half a foot forward, wrapping the two elves and a young dragon within the range of the barrier.

"Where are you going to send this dragon? The royal family of Aowei?" The old man watched the two elves vigilantly: "Then you have come to the wrong place. The dragon clan has the right to choose which faction to join when it becomes an adult, and I will not let it go." Get out of here, leave the dragon behind, and you can use the road to cross this territory."

Hino: "...Actually, I plan to raise it myself."

The old man narrowed his eyes: "Why should I believe you?"

Di Carlo: "We are elves!"

The old man sneered and said, "At my age, I have seen quite a few elves who can lie. Leave the dragon behind and leave our territory immediately."

Hino immediately took the cub back from Di Carlo's hand, frowned and said, "Didn't you say that Snow Deer won't force foreigners to join? How can you snatch my dragon?"

"You are an elf, how could this dragon belong to you?" The old man replied coldly, "You also snatched it from someone else."

Hino hugged the cub tightly and took a step back, only to see the old man suddenly raised his hand towards him.

A powerful force suddenly pulled the cub out of his arms. Before Xinuo could hold on tightly, the cub drew an arc in midair and fell firmly into the arms of the old man in white robe!

"Ang?" The cub looked up at the old man in a daze, and twisted his small body reluctantly.

"Give it back to me!" Hino immediately caught up: "Is Xuelu's so-called freedom free plunder?"

The white-robed old man waved his sleeves without looking back, and Hino was immediately pushed several feet away.

"Ang! Aang! Aang!" The cub was held in the arms of the old man, and he couldn't see what happened, but when he heard Hino groaning in pain, the cub became very flustered and twisted constantly, trying to break free from his embrace.

Di Carlo immediately attacked the old man, but was also easily pushed away.

The old man walked like flying with the young dragon in his arms.

Hino caught up again and again, and was overthrown by the invisible airflow time and time again, "Let it go!"

"Ang!" The young dragon was even more panicked by the despair in Hino's voice, raised his head and looked at the strange old man, his purple pupils became more and more confused.

Hino gritted his teeth again and stood up, desperately chasing after him: "Give it back to me!"

The white-robed old man turned around unbearably, raised his hand and pushed away the blond elf who was chasing him!

With a muffled "dong", Xino was slammed onto the grass.

The young dragon in the old man's arms also saw this scene, frightened and suspended animation for a moment, then slowly raised his head to look at the old man who was holding it.

"Hino!" Di Carlo struggled to get up, and was about to rush over when he suddenly saw thin purple arcs flowing rapidly in the surrounding air.

Dangerous intuition made him stop, avoiding these wandering purple lights.

The old man in white robe also sensed that the danger was approaching, and lowered his head in astonishment, and saw the young dragon, who was still struggling in a panic just now, was raising his head at this moment, and a pair of confused purple pupils turned into a sharp vertical line, watching him for a moment. he.

The old man was shocked, and tried his best to suppress the sense of fear for no reason, so he didn't throw the baby dragon in his arms.