Chapter 302: It's useless to have an idea

On the post road of Arno Province, a group of people rode dragon scale horses talking and laughing, and a group of people and horses galloped towards them.

The leader was a handsome boy, and the wild wolf who sat down was panting, obviously after a long journey.

"Caesaro, are you sure that my eldest brother was really sent to the cold palace by my father?"

Miro Ankang turned his head to the swordsman behind him and asked.

Caesaro smiled and said, "Second prince, don't worry, the letter sent to me by my father himself will definitely not be wrong." โ€

Hearing Caesaro's assurance, Miro was relieved, for so many years, the great prince relied on the king's favor to him.

not only made things difficult for the second prince in every way, but also repeatedly designed three times to get rid of the second prince.

Forced into desperation, the second prince Miro Ankang could only go away and hide in his grandfather Jekassi's territory.

Caesaro is the son of the Flame Sword Saint Jones, and he has played with Miro Ankang since he was a child, and even Miro Ankang went to Jeccasie's territory for refuge, and Caesaro went with him.

This time, the Fire Sword Saint sent a letter to tell him that the Grand Prince of Caesaro had fallen out of favor and intended to support the second prince Miro's health.

After Miro Ankang learned the news, he rushed back to the Miro Kingdom non-stop, with the support of the Fire Sword Saint Jones, the throne was likely to fall on Miro Ankang's head.

"Second prince, look, that Catwoman's figure is not inferior to Jerkassie's daughter, and that half-...... Half ......"

As Miro Ankang's dogleg, Dupont Evan is a standard pervert, but his own strength is not high, and he has no lustful heart.

There is a difference between a half-elf and an elf girl, and Dupont Evan habitually regards Yafi Michelle and others as half-elf girls.

After taking a closer look, I found that Yafei Mi Xueer and the others were pure-blooded elves.

Doesn't it mean that the elves have perished, and there are no pure-blooded elves on the continent?

Why is there a pure-blooded elf beauty in such a remote place?

Mi Luo Ankang waved his hand to signal everyone to slow down, as early as when Mi Luo Ankang and the others appeared, Li Chen noticed this group of people.

It's just that Li Chen wants to rush to the Divine Dragon Empire, and he doesn't want to see this group of people in general.

Otherwise, with the Wang Qi in the team, Li Chen would not let go of Mi Luo Ankang.

Guerrero: "You're not going to destroy this group?" โ€

Li Chen glanced at Guerrero and said expressionlessly, "Why did I destroy them?" โ€

Guerrero: "They're from the kingdom of Milo. โ€

Li Chen: "So what? โ€

Those who become big things are not informal, Li Chen has friction with the Miro Kingdom, and Guerrero has long heard of it.

Li Chen's expression now made Guerrero puzzled, didn't he say that the demons were all ruthless?

Why is Li Chen, the demon race, not like the legendary demon race, shouldn't it?

When Li Chen was talking to Guerrero, the tigers were also discussing something, and finally everyone's eyes fell on Feiying.

Feiying said helplessly: "Don't make trouble, can you, the lord hasn't spoken yet, let's not think about it." โ€

Spoon was reluctant to let go of the flying eagle, pulled the jelly and smiled: "If you can succeed, how about I let Yanhong have dinner with you tonight?" โ€

Mad Dog also coaxed: "I explain the peak, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and there will be no such shop in this village after this village." โ€

The rhinoceros followed and smiled, and it could be seen from his expression that he was gloating.

Flying Eagle glanced at Miro Ankang's team and looked at Li Chen, who was walking in front.

Watching Miro Ankang's team pass by, Li Chen pretended that nothing had happened.

Flying Eagle sighed deeply, as the master, they didn't speak, and it was impossible for Flying Eagle to make a claim.

If Li Chen gave the order, the flying eagle would definitely kill it as soon as possible and try the puppet soul control technique that he had just practiced.

It's not for the previous bet, the flying eagle likes jelly, and if the bet is won or lost, the flying eagle likes bright red.

The business of two people belongs to the business of two people, one yard is one yard, before Li Chen gave an order, Feiying would not leave the team without authorization, capture Miro Ankang and accept it, and perform soul control techniques.

Mi Luo Ankang and Li Chen walked by, and their eyes never left Yafei Mi Xue'er.

As for Li Chen, Mi Luo Ankang didn't even look at it.

Evan looked at Afimichel and drooled out, only Caesar's brow furrowed.

Because when Caesaro was a child, he went to Naga Town several times with his father, the Fire Sword Saint.

For the lady of the lord of Naga Town, Caesaro was very impressed.

Of course, this bewitching half-elf princess is destined to have no chance with Caesara, and Caesaro does not have that kind of thought.

But Di Liafiel's maids, Caesaro was greedy, especially several of Di Liafiel's personal maids.

Caesaro once asked his father if he could get Mirรณ II to propose, and Caesaro was quite fond of Yafi Michelle.

After the elven bloodline was fully revived, Yafi Michelle became even more bewitching and gorgeous, and Caesaro couldn't tell it for a while.

When Caesaro rode by on a wild wolf, he finally remembered that this pure-blooded elf girl was not the personal maid of Deliafil?

The half-elf girl is promoted to the pure-blood elf clan, even if she has the fountain of life, is it possible that the world tree has appeared?

"Caesaro, Caesaro, hey... What are you thinking? โ€

Caesaro came back to his senses when he heard Dupont Evan shouting to himself, and Miro Ankang stared at Caesaro, who looked very bad.

Caesaro: "Prince, what did you just say?" โ€

Miro Ankang: "Let me ask you, how can there be pure-blood elves on the main road?" โ€

Caesaro: "I don't know much about this, but when I get back to the palace, the prince can check the royal books." โ€

Dupont Aven: "Nonsense, how do you check the classics now, what does the prince mean, what is the purpose of this pure-blooded elf girl suddenly appearing?" โ€

Caesaro stared at Dupont Evan and said coldly, "You don't think about that, do you?" โ€

Dupont Evin smiled and said, "Are you afraid? โ€

Caesaro said disdainfully: "Don't say anything else, even if the other party itself cultivates, it is the strength of a ninth-order marksman."

With the strength of your sixth-order fire great magician, it's not enough for others to have an arrow, so lick your saliva clean! โ€

Dupont Aven's face fell: "Caesaro, can you not wake me up, let me have another sweet dream, maybe it will come true!" โ€

Miro'ankang: "Alright, you two don't quarrel, Evan is right, if we can figure out their purpose, maybe we can... โ€

Caesaro hastened to stop Miro from being well-being, it was right to have this idea, but it would be very wrong to do it.

The strongest strength of Miro Ankang's escort team is Caesaro, an eighth-order swordsman.

Even Caesaro is not Yafi Michelle's opponent, and it's useless for Miro Ankang to have ideas!