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Xanalot lay on the ground, squirming her body, and moved towards the green tree in front of her.

Desmond has a beautiful summer, and the little trees are bathed in a warm breeze and stretch their foliage. I seemed to be very satisfied with the warm sunshine and breeze, and the leaves of the little tree shook and shook, as if I was very happy.

Golden opportunity!

Seeing the little tree's defenseless appearance, Xanalot's heart was ecstatic, and she hurriedly took out the small wooden stick that had been prepared and poked it towards the small tree.

I poke, I poke.

The Great Witch didn't dare to poke its trunk directly like last time. And just gently poked at its two small leaves, but it is strange that the impression of the extremely violent little tree is extraordinarily quiet today. No matter how Xanalot transferred, it was always like an angry little daughter-in-law, let the big witch do it, and there was no sign of going berserk.

Ay? What's going on?

The Great Witch is a little strange, judging by the race of this tree and the situation of the previous two days, it should not be so quiet anyway. But this is not the case, and the Great Witch is obviously a little confused. The green-robed witch lay on the ground, took out a snack from her pocket and stuffed it into her mouth, and thought carefully about the eerily quiet little tree.

"Hey, Mr. Sasansan, what are you doing?"

"Miss Ellie, I'm just looking at this tree." The witch sat on the grass because her mouth was stuffed with food. The cheeks bulged high. Despite this, she still tries to justify her strange behavior. "You've taken a drawing class from Mr. Blublan, right? It should be known when you want to put something from the heart. When projecting onto the canvas, the best way is not to follow the flash of inspiration in your mind and immediately pick up the brush. It's about using your eyes and soul to see what you want to paint."

"A work with a soul is a true work of art." The big witch preached seriously, without the slightest smile on her face: "Do you understand?" And now, I am fulfilling this sacred mission, I don't know if you feel it. Although it is only a small tree, it seems to support the heavens and the earth, have you ever felt this greatness? ”

Ellie nodded hurriedly: "Mmmmmm, Ellie feels it, but Xiaobi is originally the World Tree." ”

“”

Let's not mention what that Xiaobi's name is, but Ellie actually said that she knew that this thing was the World Tree! This is nothing else, it's the World Tree that disappeared after the Age of Chaos! How did she know No, since this World Tree was planted at the door of the Fanzhuo family, maybe Ellie really knew.

"That. "Ellie's gaze is too innocent, clear as the blue sky. The simple and straightforward answer made people can't help but believe her words. But Xanalot couldn't accept this result for a while, and she tentatively did. Asked again, "Do you know what the World Tree is for?" ”

Hearing the teacher's question, Ellie showed a soft smile, and the hearts of those who saw it were about to melt. The innocent girl nodded again: "I know." Support the world. ”

The girl's head was slightly raised, as if waiting for the witch's praise. But the witch isn't Sinloth after all. will not touch her little head to praise her. Xanalot sat cross-legged on the grass, her face scowling. Even the food in his mouth forgot to swallow.

Do you know what you're talking about? Support the world!

“”

This is the World Tree!

O World Tree that supports chaos and separates heaven and earth!

The treasure of the witch clan is made from a branch of the World Tree that the Chaos Witch picked up!

But what does she see now? A living, adorable sun-basking world tree!

Although this World Tree is still in its infancy, the World Tree is the World Tree. Although it is too long, only those who have lived for an unknown number of years have vaguely heard of it. However, as a sacred object that supported heaven and earth in the past, its power is beyond doubt. This is also the reason why Xanalot was able to discover it in the first place - of course, it has something to do with the fact that it is planted at the door of Fanzhuo, which is extremely conspicuous.

The witch touched her chin and began to think carefully about whether to move it back to the swamp before it was yet grown. With the power of the World Tree, maybe Mama Izaris can

No, it won't work anyway, Sinloth is a natural ally of the witch. Moreover, the origin of the World Tree must also be asked.

Thinking of this, Xanalot stuffed some gadgets into her mouth again and suppressed her shock. The old witch rolled her eyes and continued to ask, "Ellie, the World Tree, it's Xiaobi. Who sued you, Xiaobi is the World Tree? ”

"That's what Nanoka said." Without being touched, Ellie seemed a little unhappy, but still replied: "The stupid Nanoka also said that the Bizhishu is a variant of the World Tree, and Ellie doesn't know." However, Nanoka said that although Xiaobi has a good temper, she hates it when people touch it. As soon as you touch it, it gets very, very, very angry."

Xanalot silently touched her arm, which was covered by the thick clothing with countless criss-crossing whip marks. It was an impressive night

"So, why did Ellie's father plant the World Tree at your doorstep?"

Neurotic bar! For something like the World Tree, you must put hundreds of layers of enchantments, and then find an extremely secret place to hide it well. How can there be such a thing, planted directly at the door of one's own house!

"Dad said, if you plant a tree at the door, it's summer. You can just take a break in the cold. ”

"How's it going, brother?"

Andiel took off his blood-stained gloves. Pushed open the door. But it was his younger brother who was full of worries. Maybe he didn't even notice it himself. The original black pupils have now turned into gold. It is extremely sacred, but it is impossible for people to approach.

Just like that woman.

No, not only physiognomy. Even the breath, Sinloth began to approach the woman.

"Roland's anger has already entered the moonlight stage, although I don't know what the reason is, I can't kill the enemy. But it's no problem to heal yourself," Andiel looked at his younger brother, who was getting older and prettier, and his heart was a little dazed. If it is said. If he himself looks like his father, then Sinlos is following his mother.

"Kemparella is very badly injured, he has just finished his initial practice of magic, and his magic itself is unstable, and it seems that he will have to lie down for a while. The two little girls were not injured. But the mental trauma is very great, and there is nothing I can do about it. ”

"That's good."

Unlike Hermint, who was in the late stages of his profession, Andil was a true all-rounder. Any spell is involved, and perhaps not proficient. But it definitely doesn't prevent him from casting spells. Fortunately, he was there, otherwise Kemparella's life might not have been saved.

"That's right, Sinloth. When I examined those wounds just now, I found that the robbers didn't seem to be real robbers. Looking at the location of those wounds, and the habit of shooting, they always gave me the feeling of a regular army. ”

"Regular Army?!"

Roland opened his eyes. The constant stinging pain from all over his body made the corners of his mouth twitch in pain. But the old rascal who narrowly escaped his life. But he laughed happily.

It hurts, it hurts. It means that he is not dead.

But where is he?

Roland turned his neck with difficulty and began to look around. It was a large room, and there was still a little blood on the floor. Roland didn't really care about the smell of blood, he turned his neck and looked at the other beds.

It was Kempareira and the two little girls.

I watched Kemparella's chest slowly rise and fall on the bed with a bandage and a quiet sleep. Roland knew that at least his life was saved. Well, those two little girls

Before she fell into a coma, the girl's empty eyes were really worrying. The expression of no attachment, as if abandoned by the whole world, is exactly the same as he was many years ago.

Thinking of this, Roland couldn't care too much about it, and quickly got up from the bed. There seemed to be some warm liquid coming out of the wound that had just been treated, but he didn't care about it at all. The knight staggered to the girl's bed.

The girl seemed to have woken up a long time ago, but her eyes were open, looking straight at the ceiling, and there was nothing in her eyes. The long brown hair, which had been a little dull due to malnutrition, was now beginning to show a terrible grayness.

"That, I'm sorry"

Roland lowered his head and whispered an apology to the girl. Who would have thought that it was originally just a normal task to clean up bandits. The leader of the other party, but a genuine knight? And his subordinates are also unusually strong, not like a gang of roving bandits at all, but like a standing army somewhere.

Moreover, these escaped serfs were a little too unlucky, and they would encounter robbers who fled in a panic. One side is afraid of the lord knights who are chasing them, while the other side is evading Roland's pursuit, and neither side has the time and patience to listen to the other's explanations. When they run into each other, they will naturally go straight to killing.

However, a mistake is a mistake, and there is no point in justifying it.

The girl seemed to have turned her head at this moment, but there was not the slightest ripple in her empty eyes. Looking at the girl in front of him, Roland seemed to have returned to many years ago, when he was seriously injured and lying on the battlefield waiting to die.

At that time, he was like this, right? No one needed him, no one came to save him. All the qiē becomes unimportant with the passage of life. Even the only remaining survival** was given up by himself. All he was waiting for was eternal peace.

Until, I met that person.

In her memory, what did she do? I can't remember exactly

Roland was in a trance, and the old memories were too long. Although it is an extremely important memory, I can't remember it. So, go your own way. The knight reached out and grabbed the girl's cold little hand and placed him on his cheek, as if intending to warm her cold body with his own body heat.

"I don't know how to comfort anyone, but I know that if I die, there's nothing. You seem to have lost someone very important, so let me be your family. ”

"Be the daughter of my Bannings"

"Please Don't Die"

The girl looked at the knight in front of her, savoring the roughness of her fingertips. The lazy knight hadn't shaved for a long time, and it was a sting to the touch. The knight choked and shed two lines of silent tears. (The novel "My Daughter Can't Be the Demon King" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued......)