Kah!

The gravel rolls, and the bottom of the valley is as if it has been so peaceful since ancient times.

At this moment, even the restlessness of a few gravels is so eye-catching.

Endless darkness, only two pulsing blue flames. The flames suddenly expanded, plastering the black space with a faint shade of blue. A withered hand bone gradually opened, and all the blue suddenly shrank sharply, merging into a humanoid flame.

"O fearless God, your loyal servant and elder of the Dark World, Memimei, is willing to use five hundred years of soul fire to reshape the true body of the Dark King......"

Trembling, old voices echoed in the darkness. Every note that floated in the darkness stirred up ripples like waves.

"Brave God, you are still the greatest being in all of space, let your power remain in this space!"

The flames grew brighter and brighter, and Omako's face suddenly opened his eyes, his lips not moving, but they reacted in Memmi Messi's mind.

"Memi Messi, you live! maybe...... You are the hope of the dark world......"

The blue flames in Memmi Messi's skull had taken over the entire skull, as if it would ignite the skull at any moment. "Great King, only you are the hope of the dark world, and only you are the true voice of the dark gods. I have allowed the invading armies of humanity to trample on our temple for this day. ”

"Memi Messi, I am touched by your loyalty. Lobelonitan...... Hypein, Psiredo, you are the pride of the dark world. ”

"No, Wang, only you are our pride!" Meimi Messi's remaining hand bones flipped up, palm up. When Chucks attacked the Dark Main Temple, he had already escaped by opening the spatial door at the cost of one hand bone. "But please remember that human treachery is far beyond our imagination, and I hope that the king will let go of all emotional ......"

"Memi Messi, then you have to be thorough, turn me into a real undead. ”

Mei Mi Messi's flame eyes suddenly expanded outward, and he strengthened his tone and said, "Wang! You are the wisest being!

"So...... From the moment I was reinstated, Memi Messi posthumously crowned the Dark World Loyalty. Omarco paused for a moment, and then said, "Loberonitan posthumously crowned the Dark World Loyal King, Haipein posthumously crowned the Dark World Loyal King, and Psiredo posthumously crowned the Dark World Loyal King. Lichs, Death Knights, and Shadow Slayers are classified as Dark World Royalty. You will be recorded in the annals of darkness as the brightest place in the dark world, and the people of the dark world will always be proud of you. ”

Meimi Messi's voice trembled more and more: "Xie Wang!"

All of a sudden, all darkness turned into nothingness.

A black pillar rose into the sky, rubble flew wildly, the wind was raging, and the valley had never been so lively.

Memi Messi stared at the sky in a daze, and the blue flame eyes of her skull expanded rapidly, turning her skull into ashes. The next moment, his body turned into blue particles that gradually dissipated in the air.

......

This was the eighth day Zhao Yan had spent on the goblin airship. The speed of the goblin airship is very fast, and it only takes half a month to cross the Aya continent. In three days, Zhao Yan will be able to reach Lomydak to visit his son. Before Zhao Yan set off, he had given an order to Cardanobe to wait in Lomydak. After arranging the situation in Lomedak, he will accompany Zhao Yan to the west and rush to Meiluoli to command the battle.

The demise of the Mei Empire needs to be witnessed by Zhao Yan.

At the same time, Zhao Yan divided the troops between Cardanobe and Mo Ke, and instructed Mo Ke to send a friendly envoy to many small countries in the northeast of the Ai Ying Kingdom, and clearly told them that it was only a matter of time before the Ai Ying Kingdom was unified, and he hoped that they would make plans as soon as possible. However, Hui Mingdos and Gules got off to a good start, and they advised the Lord of Manchester City to throw themselves into the arms of the Sakura Kingdom for free. After all, the Kingdom of Ai Sakura clearly claims to be the predecessor of the Moro Kingdom. It's just that Zhao Yan emphasized that the name of Moluo Country is not good, and the homonym is "decline", so it is determined to be the Kingdom of Love Sakura.

So when the Western battlefield was killing you to the death, Manchester City took the lead in surrendering and became the territory of the Kingdom of Ai Sakura. On behalf of the Lord of Manchester City, Hui Mingdos also advised other countries: "For the livelihood of the mainland, for the peace of the mainland, and for the stability of the mainland, join the big family of the Aiying Kingdom!"

Because of Omarko's matter, Hui Mingdos felt guilty about Zhao Yan. Although this is for the sake of the overall situation, there is also a reason why he works so hard.

The West fought by force, and the East recovered friendship. The fighting spirit of the people of the Sakura Kingdom is increasing day by day.

And at this moment, those who call themselves artists can no longer hold back the passion and madness in their hearts, and begin to write a large number of heroic deeds from King Zhao Yan of the Aiying Kingdom to the battalion official XX. In just one month, there are thousands of versions of the legend about Zhao Yan.

It's not a bad thing to sing the praises of Zhao Yan, but if God goes too far, it's demonized. Ai Yingsha immediately put this matter on the list of major government affairs, and instructed Prime Minister Cassit to choose the best and most worthy version of the circulation, and then optimize it, and all other versions were blocked. Of course, it is very difficult for official orders to be implemented in various places, but after all, strict orders have been issued, and this chaotic situation of writing and saliva has been controlled a lot.

The most ridiculous thing is: "Some people actually say that Zhao Yan is the illegitimate son of Ai Yingteng, and the incest with Ai Yingsha is enough to show the characteristics of a god." Perhaps, Zhao Yan will become a god in the future, and Ai Yingsha is the ruler of the mainland. ”

This version, while evil, is the most entertaining and cheerful.

Zhao Yan was on the goblin airship, and when he happened to read this paragraph, his intestines almost turned blue with laughter. Shaking his head and laughing: "Become a god...... I also said there should be light! These people are so talented!"

Three days later, Zhao Yan finally arrived in Lomedak.

Kilometers of streets are covered with scarlet blankets. At the end of the blanket are Doselina and a three-year-old boy. The little boy did not snuggle up to his mother's arms like other children of his age, or he was afraid to hug his mother's thigh. He just calmly looked at the Ai Sakura Army who came down from the airship, with some surprise and expectation in his eyes.

Doselina's body trembled a little, she raised her hand, pointed at Zhao Yan, and said, "Child, he is your father!"

"Go, he's your father!"

The little boy didn't answer his mother, but ran forward with a "whoosh".

Every time Zhao Yan took a step forward, the officials and civilians on both sides knelt down on one knee respectfully. Wherever the boy ran, the officials and civilians on both sides also knelt down on one knee. Until the center of the red carpet, Zhao Yan and the little boy stopped at the same time.

Zhao Yan lowered his head and looked at the little boy whose head was only up to his knees. The little boy tilted his head and looked intently at the middle-aged man wearing a crown and a king's uniform in front of him.

For a while, the street where hundreds of thousands of people gathered suddenly quieted down. Everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Yan and the little boy.

Zhao Yan leaned down and said calmly: "You...... Is it my son?"

The little boy nodded, and his words were very clear: "Father, I am your son." ”

Calm, innocent, and calm, these factors are not at all like a three-year-old child. Zhao Yan sincerely sighed in his heart, how similar his black hair and sharp eyes were to himself! Yes! This is my son, it is definitely my son!

A strong joy surged into Zhao Yan's heart, he suddenly stepped forward, hugged the little boy, held it up, and said loudly: "This is my son!"

The whole people are boiling! Lomedak roared like a roaring beast.

"My son!

100,000 people knelt down again and said in unison: "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

In the distance, at the end of the red carpet, a mother was sincerely moved.

Zhao Yan picked up the little boy and wiped his delicate little face a few times with his beard, which made the little boy who had always been serious laugh happily a few times, restoring the virginity that a child of the same age should have.

Zhao Yan put the little boy down and looked at Doselina in the distance. He took a deep breath and walked towards Doselina. The little boy followed his father, walking at royal standards.

Many people who have never met The Little Prince can't help but marvel. This three-year-old little prince knows so much!

The distance of a few hundred meters was quickly reached, and Doselina also walked a lot forward. In the end, the couple, who had not seen each other for more than three years, finally embraced each other. The nations cheered again.

Zhao Yan hugged Doselina very tightly. He himself didn't understand why. He was well aware of his feelings for Doselina, who had never been in love. Yes, it's just the pleasure you enjoy in bed when you do conjugal things. After all, Doselina's madness and initiative are incomparable to other women around Zhao Yan.

But at this moment, he hugged her tightly from the bottom of his heart, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

Is it because I haven't seen her for a long time? Or is it because I fell in love with her? Or is it because I was moved?

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Yan finally said, "Doselina, thank you for giving birth to such an excellent son for me!"

In the corners of Doselina's eyes, crystal tears flowed.

The little boy suddenly said, "Mom, when you cry today, you look better than you usually smile!"

Zhao Yan and Doselina looked at each other, and finally happily touched the little boy's hair, and said, "Let's go!"

Surrounded by all the officials and people, Dosi Lingna stood on Zhao Yan's left, Zhao Yan held his son with his right hand, and the three of them strode forward.

"This ...... It's also my home!" Zhao Yan said in his heart.

("One light click of yours warms my entire codeword life.") Online Fantasy Fantasy Channel, more exciting content is waiting for you!") I have to say that Zhao Yan still likes this son very much. He doesn't have the squeamishness of loving Yingyan, and he has the bearing of a prince, but he doesn't have the bad atmosphere that princes have in royal families. Zhao Yan turned from a commoner to a nobleman, and he hated the inferiority of the aristocracy from the bottom of his bones. Before he became the lord of Ai Sakura Castle, he had always disliked nobles. It is precisely because Ai Yingsha, who is a nobleman, is different from other nobles that Zhao Yan will fall in love with him deeply.

It took an afternoon to learn about Lomedak's government and military affairs, and in the evening Zhao Yan gave the time to Doslingera's mother and son. He felt that he should accompany them. Especially the way his son looked at him, which made him feel very guilty. In the past three years, I haven't even come to see them. Although the government affairs are busy, the war is tight. But it only took seven or eight days to get from Sakura City to Lomedak by goblin airship, but I didn't do it myself.

Zhao Yan suddenly felt that he was not a good father. He wants to make amends, and he wants to use this time in Lomedak to spend more time with their mother and son.

"Your Majesty, the child is still waiting for you to name it!" Doselina stood behind Zhao Yan and massaged his shoulder. The little prince sat opposite his father, looking at him in a daze, his eyes full of curiosity. It was as if he was anxious to know what kind of man his father was.

Hearing this, Zhao Yan was very surprised, and said, "It's been three years, and he hasn't been named?"

Doslingera smiled bitterly: "I will call him son, and the ministers will call him the little prince." ”

Zhao Yan was sad for a while, shook his head and said, "Dosi, you are really tough!"

"Hee-hee, give him a name!"

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand, touched the little prince's head, and said, "Be cautious about your name, I'll think about it tonight." ”

"Thank you, father. Before Doselina could speak, the little prince rushed to speak.

Zhao Yan smiled: "You are really sensible! As he spoke, he smiled at his son and said, "Son, tell your father, what have you done in the past three years?"

In the face of his father's kind smile, the little prince's words seemed very natural and easy-going. His dark eyes were staring at his father, and his voice was unusually loud, "Father." When I was a year old, my mom found me the best teacher in Lomedak to teach me the basics. When I was two years old, I began to learn royal etiquette. When I was three years old, that is, from the first few months, I had already started to learn martial arts. ”

Zhao Yan frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Dosi Lingna, and there was a sense of reproach in his words. "Dosi, the child is still young, how can you hold it so tightly?" Before the age of six, the child was still naughty and playing, and the brain function was not perfect, and he did not understand many things. Doslingerina taught him these things since he was a child, which was too early, so Zhao Yan was a little displeased.

The little prince grabbed ahead of his mother again and said, "I want my mother to teach me!"

"Oh?" The child would take the initiative to study, which made Zhao Yan a little curious, and hurriedly asked, "Son, why?"

"Because when I grow up, I want to be a hero like my father!"

A warm current flowed through Zhao Yan's body, he raised his hand, motioned Doslingerina to stop, then stood up, hugged the little prince, and praised: "My good son!

Doselina hurriedly said, "When he grows up, he will definitely be a good helper for his father and brother." ”

Zhao Yan heard the meaning of Doselina's words, nodded, and said: "This is the best, the Kingdom of Ai Ying Teng is the foundation of Ai Yingteng, and it is justified and in line with the will of the people to inherit the national business by the children of Ai Yingsha." Dosi, I am very pleased that you can teach children to be ministers from an early age. ”

"Dosi is His Majesty's person, so naturally His Majesty will share his worries. ”

"Haha!" Zhao Yan smiled heartily, suddenly changed his eyes and looked at Dosi Lingna, and said, "It's not too late, arrange for the child to rest!"

Doslingera smiled slightly, approached the little prince, and said, "Son, mother will take you to sleep." ”

Amaya and Helens were very knowledgeable, and they obediently returned to Aiying City first according to Zhao Yan's instructions, and did not come with him to disturb Zhao Yan's family reunion. They are also very kind, giving Dosi Lingna a chance to be alone with Zhao Yan. If they also came, Zhao Yan might not have slept with Doselina at night.

At night, Doselina served Zhao Yan very happily. Doselina is different from any woman in Zhao Yan, although compared to four years ago, she is much more mature and less girlish. But the youthful wildness and passion still exist, allowing Zhao Yan to climb to the peak again and again.

The two of them enjoyed endless happiness.

In the early morning, the melodious chirping of birds chirps and the warm sun shines on the earth. The spring breeze blows the branches, the budding peach blossoms tremble slightly, and the crystal clear water droplets flow down the buds and green leaves, dripping on the wet grass covered with dew.

The chill made the sleeping humans reluctant to leave the warm bed. Zhao Yan kissed Dosi Lingna lightly on the forehead, and said softly: "Dosi, let's get up!"

Doselina dragged the sound of sleep deeper into Zhao Yan's arms, and said, "Let me hug you for a while, I don't know when you come back next time." ”

Zhao Yan smiled: "I will stay here for two more days, and we still have two nights." At this time, the ministers are on their way to the palace, and I can't be late!"

"One minute, let me hold you for a minute. ”

"Hehe......" Zhao Yan shook his head, and secretly sighed that although Dosi Linga is a mother, she is also like a child in front of her husband.

"Okay! maybe...... We use this minute to ......"

Before Zhao Yan finished speaking, Dosi Lingna covered his mouth with her hand and said with a smile: "One minute is too short, it's not interesting." Just let me hold you quietly!"

Zhao Yan raised his head, leaned comfortably on the cotton pillow, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The minute had not yet arrived, but Zhao Yan couldn't sleep anymore. Anxious shouts and guards stopped from outside the window, but soon, a rush of footsteps from far to near stopped in front of Zhao Yan's bedroom.

"Your Majesty, Princess, something is wrong!"

Zhao Yan hated this kind of language and tone very much, as soon as it was early in the morning, it was a bad thing, he was really unlucky, and shouted: "Bastard!

But the voice just couldn't slow down, and he still said quickly and panickedly: "Little prince, he ......"

As soon as they heard that it was the little prince, Zhao Yan and Doslingera were anxious, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong with the little prince?"

"The little prince has been captured!"

"What!"

Zhao Yan and Doselina sat up at the same time.