Relying on the small world established by the protagonist himself, under normal circumstances, the protagonist's life is to live until the end of the plot, and then everything in the world is reset, and the protagonist goes through the "plot" again without knowing anything, and so on and so on - after all, a novel can give the law energy to a small world, and only that part of the plot is the part.

If Chu Songluo wants to absorb the law energy of a world, he must first get the protagonist's wholehearted love, which is equivalent to becoming the protagonist himself in terms of identity. At this time, he had to think of ways to urge the world to collapse, so that he could absorb the energy.

Kill directly, of course; It's just that if the protagonist rebels and resists collapsing instead, it is possible to go wrong. Chu Songluo has always used various methods to destroy the plot, so that the protagonist cannot return to the original plot line, that is, get out of the law; Then he slowly denies the meaning of his own existence, so that he spontaneously triggers the collapse of the world.

The world law energy obtained by this way was pure and supple, which was a great supplement for Chu Songluo's divine soul.

As for his newly arrived small world, the protagonist is a holy son.

But the characteristics of the Holy Son's compassion for the world and the admiration of all people, he is only the second half.

Perhaps the small world that has been blessed with good fortune in these years often has to please that large and specific readership, so this Holy Son Theodore is also a faction that indulges in life.

Half-elves, surrounded by countless loyal knights, sincere attendants, and holy priests...... Chu Songluo even felt that this person's setting was a little cooler than his own--if he didn't consider the problem of attack.

Chu Songluo's identity is Achares, the Archduke of the Far North, the prince who was exiled to the Far North when the previous generation of kings failed in their struggle for power. In the usurpation dispute that appeared in the main plot, it belongs to the background characters who are mentioned as millions of soldiers but are unwilling to lend troops to the protagonist.

In order to be recognized as a "resident" by the world, Chu Songluo started running from a baby and had no inconsequential plot. He honestly failed in his struggle and was driven to the Far North, but he had a much more powerful force in his hands than he had set up.

Calculate the time, and the main plot is about to begin.

Chu Songluo felt the abundant power brought to him by Yu Yanbai's world, and quietly dived into the laws of the world, rewriting a complicated line of language.

Next, when the protagonist is teleported to encounter a crisis, it is no longer the werewolf leader who is summoned to save him, but himself.

Chu Songluo thought silently, this kind of person who looks like himself in the past is really annoying.

He will definitely treat the Son more violently than the werewolf leader, doubting him and ignoring him, instead of being unable to walk at the sight of beauty.

For people like the Holy Son, what they can't get is the one who will always be more delicious.

Chu Song's basic combat strategy in this world was that no matter how the Holy Son hugged left and right, he would be his white moonlight.

If you have a higher appearance, you still have to be capricious.

**

Kingdom of Seinbilla, Fingo Saga Gorge.

Theodore Kirk is in the biggest predicament since the time crossing.

As the holy son of the temple, he was originally pampered, and there were many beautiful knights and priests serving him, but he did not expect the archbishop and Duke Odo to raise troops to besiege the city, trying to force the king to abdicate.

Theodore felt that since he had traveled to another world and had such a cool character, he had to indulge in life. The king was very good-looking, very heroic, and Theodore also wanted to try the feeling of the Son and the king, so he had a romantic time, and then he was also polite on the surface and slightly ambiguous. Unexpectedly, the archbishop plotted to send him to the wilderness of this far north.

It was so cold that even the sky was faded and pale, and when you breathed, it brought out a white mist. However, the strange thing is that there may have been ice and snow since ancient times, and there are still lush weeds everywhere here, although they are all covered with plain white frost, but there is still a silent sense of vitality.

But Theodore was not in the mood to appreciate this strange beauty right now.

Theodore ran out of breath, his body staggering and holding on to a tree at hand.

He deliberately passed through a valley that had just melted ice, and the demonic beasts chasing him should no longer be able to smell themselves, right?

With his mind at ease, a sense of detachment gradually hit, and Theodore no longer had any scruples about the bright and gentle image of the Holy Son of the Temple, and sat down on the ground. He was still wearing the same silk nightgown as he had been teleported, barefoot, thin, and now torn by the bushes, and in tatters. The delicate and fine white skin has many bruises and stains, and there are traces of frostbite on the hands, feet, and cheeks.

Although he had also learned some spells to use against the enemy, they were obviously not orthodox spells that the Holy Son should learn, and besides, they were all attacks with long spells that needed to be guarded by knights, and they were almost certain to die against beasts with thick skin and flesh. It's no wonder that he didn't expect that he would have such a day, he should have realized that he had strayed into the territory of an extremely powerful demonic beast when he saw the reindeer that had been torn off his entrails and drained all over the ground.

The mana in his body had dried up, and he no longer had the strength to cast a cleansing charm or light spell on himself to heal his wounds. The slender finger gradually reveals a small, delicate, strangely shaped ring: a slender blade of grass with a five-petal flower attached to a corolla, white on the outside and yellow on the inside. With the appearance of this ring, Theodore's long flaxen-colored hair suddenly turned into a light gold as clear as the sun, and the human-shaped ears became pointed, and the whole body was like warm jade, and there was a slight light.

Pramelia's promise.

This ring was given to him by the elven mother who tearfully placed him at the door of the temple. Theodore, as a hybrid of human and elf, would have been sold to the black market without this ring to hide his elven features. But he really didn't have the magic to keep the ring running.

The half-elf form allowed him to hear sounds more clearly, but it also attracted the beasts even more.

The heavy wheezing of the monster came from a distance, Theodore stood up with his strength against the tree, the sweat had cooled down, he felt that he was shivering with cold, and his fingers, which were barely frozen and almost frozen, quickly grabbed a relatively thick branch beside him, and looked at the tall cypress beside him, and secretly hated that even the trees in this far north were so impersonal that he couldn't climb up.

The soles of his feet had already been punctured by the sharp gravel of the valley, and if he ran any further, the hot blood would only attract more demonic beasts deep in the forest. Theodore put on a defensive posture of battle, encouraging himself in his heart: the big deal is death, nothing to fear! I've already crossed through this once, and it's been very worthwhile.

The roar was getting closer and closer, and he seemed to have smelled the fishy smell from the air, and in the shadows of the ochre forest, a pair of dark green eyes slowly appeared, and the killing intent overflowed from them without concealment. As we got closer, a reptilian beast slowly came into full view. It looked a little like a lizard, but it was hundreds of times larger than the pet-type lizard Theodore had seen before he crossed over. Its body was powdery blue, its mouth was blue-purple and sharp, and the stench of water was dripping from the corners of its mouth, and its eyes were fixed on him, obviously very angry that this prey had escaped so far.

Theodore suddenly realized that he had a twig in his hand, which was naïve and unreasonable.

This is a magical beast with high anti-demon attributes, and the few spells that Theodore took the opportunity to throw before did it almost no harm, but only angered it even more. I'm afraid this branch can't do even a little damage on that scale armor.

Although he was mentally prepared for death, when he was really facing the threat of death, Theodore still felt a huge fear and unwillingness from the bottom of his heart.

The monster approached with its mouth wide open!

――！！！

All I could hear was a miserable wail, and a dull sound of hitting the ground.

Theodore's eyes were closed tightly, but they opened in surprise.

- Could it be that someone came to save him?

So why didn't he hear footsteps?

Before he could see the other person's face clearly, Theodore was taken into his arms by a broad and warm chest. The iron cuirass was cold, and it made him a little uncomfortable. Theodore dissatisfiedly burrowed his head out of his face with a heavy and wide cloak of animal skins, a little annoyed by his rudeness, but the moment he saw his face, he only felt his heart beating fast.

The bridge of the nose is straight, the thin lips are beautiful, the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes are deep and dark, if you want to speak, but you are always silent. Perhaps he was a little tired, with a little blue stubble on his chin, but his expression seemed to be a little puzzled, and he asked him in a low and hoarse voice, "Is it you who summoned me?" ”

Summon?

Is there any hidden setting in yourself?

Theodore didn't understand, but felt that his stubble, eyes, Adam's apple sliding up and down, the voice of his speech, the vibration of his chest when he spoke, and the breath of ice and snow on his body all had a feeling of abstinence, but it was even more sexy for him.

But he was still an innocent and ignorant half-elf on the surface, and answered him in a clear young man's voice: "Summon? I don't know. Did you be transported here for some reason, just like me? ”

The man suddenly threw down his cloak and rudely knocked Theodore to the ground.

This is obviously not very different from the previous experience of being pressed down, Theodore panicked and wanted to resist, but was choked by the neck. The man glanced at him with murderous intent and warning, and said coldly, "Don't move." ”

He pinned Theodore's thigh with his knee, forcing him to remain motionless and honest, carefully checking up and down his body for hidden weapons. Then he rudely opened Theodore's mouth, examined his teeth for poisonous sacs, and then pulled his tongue with his fingers, and found that there was nothing under it, and allowed him to close it.

Theodore thought he was simply crazy. He felt saliva slide down his mouth uncontrollably, but his hands couldn't move, and his salty fingers entered his mouth and turned his tongue, the man obviously looked cold and suspicious, and he was so rough and gentle with himself that he felt very excited in this kind of life-threatening scene.

He noticed the two rings on Theodore's hand, and after examining them again and again with deep eyes, he confirmed the authenticity, hooked the corners of his lips, and said coldly with a little sarcasm: "I have been away from Yartador for a long time, and I didn't even know that this Holy Son was a half-elf. ”

After speaking, the fingers that grabbed Theodore's neck moved slightly, skillfully forced, and Theodore felt his mind go black and fainted.

When there was still a trace of consciousness, Theodore thought faintly: What kind of beautiful boy will encounter a handsome hero to save the beauty when he encounters a predicament, and then treat him with pity and tenderness, and finally like this and that, it's all nonsense!!