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

Hino never thought that Lan Ye was also from this era.

Although he knew that Lan Ye was a student of Naijia, but 500 years later, that Lan Ye looked like a young man, and Xinuo thought he was about a 100-year-old Wu clan.

Thinking about it now, Lan Ye was highly valued by Emperor Aowei, perhaps it was the Aowei tribe who used their talent to help him maintain his youthful body.

Before this era, Lan Ye could be said to be one of the most trusted people of Hino, but now it is just the opposite. Assassinating the young Ilsa is the task that Lan Ye entrusted to Hino.

If this person is of the same age as Ilsa, then he should be very clear that Ilsa was not born to be an evil demon god.

Obviously, regarding Ilsa's past, Lan Ye deliberately hid many secrets from Hino.

Now that Hino has doubts about the entire Aowei Empire, he will naturally not continue to trust the future greatest priest of the Wu Clan.

However, Lan Ye said that he had dreamed of him when he was nine years old, which made Xi Nuo a little uneasy.

The witch clan already has psychic methods, and Hino is very worried that he will not only be able to dream of himself, but also everything that the demon god Ilsa has done.

"Dreamed about me?" Hino teased pretending to be relaxed: "This is not the first time I've heard someone say that to me, but before you say more stupid things, I need to remind you, don't look at me So, in fact, I am a male elf, which is a common feature of our elves."

"You misunderstood, I don't have that kind of meaning for you, but I really dreamed about you and many chaotic things," Lan Ye said in a low voice with a serious expression: "It seems that something beyond my age suddenly appeared in my mind. Some memories, since then, many people have praised me as a child prodigy, only I know that something incredible happened to me, I have been searching for the answer for the past nine years, until I met you just now."

"Do you think your answer is me?" Hino shrugged, "Sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you."

Hino was worried that talking outside the Naijia priest's hall would cause trouble, so he hurried around Lan Ye and walked to his residence.

As he expected, Lan Ye chased after him without giving up.

"When you first saw me, I saw that look in my eyes, Mr. Hino, you must know something, don't you?" Lan Ye asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Shino continued to deny, "I'm an ordinary elf, and I don't know anything about the officials in the capital."

Lan Ye quickly followed Xinuo to the door of the guest room, raised his hand to block the door that Xinuo wanted to close, and begged sincerely: "I have been searching for nine years, Mr. Xinuo, no matter what you ask , I can try my best to satisfy you, in exchange, can you tell me what happened nine years ago? This is very important to me."

Hino raised his eyebrows feigning displeasure: "Your behavior is really disrespectful enough, I don't want to be misunderstood that I have a private appointment with a witch official."

"Don't worry." Lan Ye confessed bluntly: "I was ordered by Teacher Naijia to inquire about your details, and no one will be suspicious if you take the initiative to come to the door."

Hino finally raised his eyes to take a serious look at Lan Ye's expression, as if asking him to show more sincerity.

"Your help is very important to me, beyond everything." Lan Ye said softly with a slightly trembling voice: "I also dreamed that my father would die in an abnormal melee after a few years, and I couldn't see the appearance of the opponent. I can only see a tall black shadow, but in that dream, you were the one who prevented that shadow from killing my mother, and you in the dream radiated a warm light all over you, and I will never forget you after I wake up."

Hino stared at him for a while before opening the door: "Come in and talk."

Of course he didn't know how to help Lan Ye prevent the disaster from happening.

Lan Ye's dream is also very strange, Xinuo thought that Lan Ye would dream of him sitting on the throne of Ovi when he was 14 years old, but he didn't expect it to be him in the war.

However, since Lan Ye regarded him as a life-saving straw, Hino couldn't let go of this opportunity, and immediately asked Lan Ye for more about his dreams, wondering if there were any dreams related to Irsa.

Lan Ye talked about many dreams he had over the years, but they were all nightmares, about war, killing, and death.

He felt that he was growing rapidly with these nightmares, as if he had put his 20, 50 or even [-]-year-old self into this still young body, but he had no specific memory.

After honestly explaining her experience, Lan Ye looked at this beautiful elf expectantly, as if waiting for Hino to extend a benevolent hand to him like in a dream.

Hino also stared at this witch boy, thinking about how to make him his loyal ally.

The silence cannot continue for too long, otherwise Lan Ye's expectation will not be able to continue.

"That war..." Shino made it up seriously: "I'm afraid it's inevitable, but your father..." Shino nodded solemnly to Lan Ye: "I also want to save his life."

Lan Ye's dark pupils burst out with surprise like after a catastrophe: "I know elves are very kind, but I will definitely repay you."

"Guarding is the duty of an elf, and I don't need your reward," Hino told him seriously: "But when necessary, I need your assistance."

The blue night may become the biggest gain of this trip to Dries.

In the next few days, Hino kept talking secretly with Lan Ye, and unilaterally obtained many secrets about the Aowei court and even Emperor Odong from Lan Ye.

Lan Ye was not stupid, he could see that Xinuo was planning something, and he took the initiative to ask questions soon after.

"Mr. Shino, are you dissatisfied with His Majesty?"

As the person holding his father's fate in his hands, Hino certainly didn't need to answer his question. He just smiled and asked Lan Ye: "What about you? To be honest, do you have any dissatisfaction with His Majesty?"

"No." Lan Ye replied solemnly: "Emperor Odong is the wisest and greatest emperor of the Aowei Empire for thousands of years."

Hino nodded: "I think so too."

"No, you are dissatisfied with His Majesty's rule." Lan Ye replied: "I have heard about everything you did in the Black Forest. I am sorry to tell you frankly that I even participated in the plan to frame you. At that time, I did not I didn't know that you were the savior in my dream."

"So, are you asking knowingly?" Hino stooped to pick up the apple on the coffee table and took a bite, then said nonchalantly, "I do feel a little bit dissatisfied with His Majesty, mainly because of his lack of restraint and supervision over local officials, compared to As far as I am concerned, I am even more dissatisfied with those priests of your witch clan."

Lan Ye was silent for a long time, as if she had made up her mind, she whispered to Xi Nuo: "Your Majesty has his own reasons for doing this. If you let the Tomi tribe go too far, it will lead to even greater disasters."

"Oh?" Hino looked at him sideways, "Is it because of the doomsday scene in the spiritual spring?"

Lan Ye was startled: "You know the reason? Then why can't you understand His Majesty's difficulties?"

"No, I haven't seen the so-called doomsday scene with my own eyes, I just heard about it." Hino raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you seen it?"

Lan Ye thought for a while and nodded.

Hino asked curiously: "What kind of Tomi demon god destroyed the world? Has he awakened the power of God?"

Lan Ye lowered her eyes and pondered for a long time, and frowned, as if caught in a terrible memory: "No...it wasn't a certain Tuomi tribe who destroyed the world."

Hino narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Lan Ye explained: "I can't fully comprehend the doomsday scene either. It seems that after the Tuomi tribe grew stronger, they understood the transformation rules of the power of the gods. They can manipulate the power of the gods at will and create flying behemoths that are bigger than the dragons. Soaring into the sky, they can bring back the dead like the Aowei tribe, they can create armor that is more indestructible than the trolls in the fighting state, and they can even manipulate natural elements to raze the continent of Driss to the ground in an instant. They seem to be too powerful to be added, However, they could not completely control the unnatural substances produced by the transformation of natural energy, and finally suffered backlash, and all the creatures in the world died in that doomsday."

Hino couldn't use his imagination to describe the scene he was talking about, so he asked in disbelief: "Even if there is no talent endowed by the gods, can the power of the gods be penetrated by the Tomi people? How to penetrate?"

Lan Ye shook her head: "I'm afraid I have to ask those Tuomi people from thousands of years ago."

Hino thought for a long time, smiled wryly, and looked up at Lan Ye: "Do you think that the reason for that doomsday is that the Tuomi tribe is too powerful? If the current dragon tribe is united, they may also have the power to destroy the world. Do you think it is possible to stop the dragon tribe?" What is the way to create disaster, make them lose their sense of self and become puppets of the empire?"

Lan Ye stared at Xinuo in surprise, and humbly asked for advice: "Do you think there is a better way to prevent disasters?"

Hino finally understood what Emperor Odong was thinking. It is not difficult to imagine the kind of suppression that Ilsa suffered after showing her terrifying strength.

From this point of view, being strong might really bring about disasters, and Xinuo suddenly felt that even if the little fat dragon could not fly for the rest of his life, it might not be a bad thing.

A few days ago, Ilsa, who could not fly, was carried back to the Dragon Realm by Gregar.

On the way, Ilsa rarely asked for advice humbly, and asked Gregar how to maintain balance and control the direction of flight.

"There is no skill in flying, it's muscle memory." Gregar smiled and answered the young dragon's request for advice.

"Muscle memory?" This is an unfamiliar word for Little Fat Dragon.

Gregar looked down at the young dragon's chubby bun face, and changed his words: "For you, it should be fat memory. You are a dragon, so your body should know what to do."

Ilsa showed a confused look: "Why doesn't Ilsa have muscle memory?"

Feeling the weight of the young dragon, Gregor said regretfully, "I'm afraid you won't have that kind of thing anymore."

"No! Ilsa wants muscles too!" Ilsa intuitively felt that he should have everything that other dragons had.

Gregar wondered: "There are no elves here, why do you communicate with me in a foreign language?"

Because Hino seems to be unable to understand his words, Ilsa has made up his mind to master the foreign language proficiently. The practice starts from this moment. Ilsa explained seriously: "That's the one who can't hear Isa."

"That's called frequency." Gregar was very troubled by the young dragon's foreign language: "And that little elf is called Shino, you can call him Nuonuo, and Lina can be called Nana, I don't like to hear you Call someone else Nana, Lena is my friend, not your Nana."

Ilsa argues: "Ilsa's name is Na...Na...Na Na."

"It's Nuonuo." Gregar corrected very seriously.

Ilsa could actually hear the difference, and knowing that she was wrong, she licked her anxiously dry lips, trying to pronounce correctly: "Uh...uh...na...then...why don't you call her Lily? ?”

The little Panglong who couldn't come out with the "promise" questioned angrily!

He himself didn't want anyone to be called the same as Hino.

Changing the name of Gregar's friend to Lily was a clever strategy that killed two birds with one stone.

Gregar: "..."

It's hard to imagine that Liu Guang, who has a fiery temper, can raise such an arrogant and unreasonable baby dragon.