Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

Hearing Chen's answer, Senior repeated in a daze: "Excited?"

Therefore, the rosiness on Chen's delicate little face was due to excitement, not abnormality as he thought.

Chen nodded with some embarrassment. He also knew that the atmosphere of the whole journey was very tense, but the closer he got to the center of the Pono Empire, it seemed that a wave of excitement rose up in his body, and his whole brain was swollen. Get excited.

The endless energy was forcibly restrained, and the fiery temperature spread in the limbs and bones. Chen Ye was just an elf who had just hidden her wings, and she didn't know how to digest such emotions.

So much so that in the eyes of others, the rosiness on Chen's delicate and fair face due to excitement seemed a little abnormal.

Senior still didn't understand, touched the side of Chen's face, and after confirming that the heat was normal, he changed his words: "Why are you so excited?"

Chen rubbed his head, shook his head, and lowered his instinctively raised voice: "I don't know either."

After finishing speaking, he chased after another sentence: "It seems that something has got into the body. The closer to that place, the warmer the body will be!"

Chen Xiao's face was flushed, and she stood out among the crowd of solemn and tired elves, especially the delicate and protruding eyebrows and eyes, which showed a lively and lively look.

Senior and Chen tried their best to restrain themselves, but they still couldn't hide their joyful eyes. Their moods also eased a lot in an instant. They withdrew their hands and sincerely blessed: "God blesses you."

Chen said seriously: "It is the emperor who blessed me."

This rebuttal made Senior feel a little caught off guard, and after a moment of stunned, he restrained his smile and replied: "Yes, the emperor blesses you."

The gods belonged to the entire Saint Gesai continent, while the emperor belonged exclusively to the elves.

It turned out that an elf who was just able to speak clearly knew this difference.

The elf emperor is not the same as the god, even though they are always one person in essence.

Senior actually complained before, how could he not complain.

In the whole family, some people may only meet once, but for those who are dearest and most respected, the deep emotional fetters become the pain engraved in the bones when those people turn into a part of blood.

At that time, no one could save them, not even the gods they had always believed in.

But the gods saved the elves.

How unfair.

Anyone who faces such a fact will inevitably have the same idea. Even if they themselves can continue to live because of the appearance of gods, they will always feel strong unwillingness in the comparison.

Senior, who was almost dazzled by this emotion, soon sobered up.

It is a natural rotation for the light to break through the darkness, which is common sense in the world, but everyone's survival has nothing to do with the light.

Light shining on the earth is already a gift.

Just like plants grow towards the light, but never give up taking root in the soil to survive.

But many people only remember that Xiang Guang has long forgotten to take root, and even Theodore, after vaguely understanding the undercurrent and filth behind the family, did not dare to ask someone to save them with confidence.

The emergence of that kind of emotion is too terrifying, not only an offense to the gods, but also as if another self is about to appear, and it is out of control.

Senior recalled the terrified heart he felt when he regained consciousness, looked at Chen Qingqing's firm eyes again, and smiled.

The elf emperor is not a god, he is the emperor of the elves, and the ethnic group is a destined responsibility for an emperor.

Senior said: "Your emperor has always blessed you."

Chen just replied based on his feeling, not knowing how much the human being in front of him had been thinking about, and his eyes lit up after getting a positive reply.

But when he looked at the elder who had kept his eyebrows closed, he whispered a little uneasy: "There won't be any more elves leaving?"

Senior nodded slightly, and said an answer that he didn't dare to think about: "Yes, no more elves will leave."

As soon as the words are spoken, others will know how unreliable they are, but they are pure morning letters.

Seeing Chen's joyful expression, Senior felt both guilty and unreasonable.

For some reason, Senior remembered the man's eyes looking at the gods.

The bloody smell in the man's red eyes hides sticky love and desire, madness and greed entangled into a paranoid and fiery desire, and devotion and heartbeat entangled into a thick and devouring love.

If it was as he thought, the elves would have no problems anyway.

Aiwujiwu, that's it.

Senior felt complicated again, and he didn't know whether the complicated emotions were for things or people, but it was right that he couldn't return to calm.

……

There is a pure light force approaching the center of the Pono Empire, and Theodore, who spreads divine power throughout the entire continent, knows it before any spy in the empire.

Theodore was almost aroused by this pure light force to fight back instinctively. Even if he restrained it in the end, he still couldn't suppress the displeasure and irritability caused by the hostile force's invasion of the territory.

All kinds of displeasure disappeared after he stepped into the bedroom, and he couldn't help but relax his steps.

The entire hall was filled with attracted light power, which was several times stronger than what could be sensed from a distance, but Theodore's brows and eyes showed no trace of displeasure, and even added a little softness.The power enough to arouse his instinctive disgust was replaced by strong love into joy.

He clearly knew that Duo Yao was not in a deep sleep, but in an unconscious stupor, and that most of the coma accounted for any sound that would not affect him, but Theodore's cautious movements were uncontrollable.

When he saw Duo Yao, who had blond hair on the bed and closed his eyes lightly, as if he was just falling asleep, a gleam of satisfaction flashed across Theodore's eyes, and he leaned on him lightly.

There are several small spots of light passing through layers of obstructions on Duo Yao's face. The brows and eyes under the blurred light are peerless and cold, exaggerating a sense of tranquility, but it can't cover up the light jumping to become Duo Yao's embellishment , into a part of this beauty.

Beauty is beautiful, but it is not an existence that the world can approach.

People are often full of blasphemous thoughts drawn by beauty, before they are drowned in their minds, they will be forced to kneel and retreat by the noble aura that greets them, leaving only respect and admiration.

Theodore knelt down on the side of the bed naturally, with his knees on the soft carpet. He didn't think there was anything wrong with this posture, because this posture allowed him to see the person on the bed comfortably and clearly. Done.

The thick dark color in the man's pupils blurred, and there was a smile in his tone. He reached out and rubbed the soft lips of the man on the bed, and said softly: "Brother, only I dare to be so presumptuous."

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