League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Emerald collar, the lord's mansion.

Ji Si and Tully were given two long vacations by their teachers, and they also received new tasks.

After being nurtured by magic, Tali, who is wearing a gray robe, has a little more intellectual beauty. At this moment, the barbarian sister is reasoning with two sad little guys. The barbarian sister is cooking food in front of the stove. In the absence of the two sisters, they are half masters.

"Trust my sister, your brother Lester will be fine. As long as you wait here obediently, you will see brother Lester come back as soon as possible."

"But...but..."

Sheena sobbed softly a few times and said with a small face.

"But Big Brother Lester was taken away by Big Bird."

After crying many times, Misha stopped crying, instead she became a little quiet. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Hina, think about it, if your brother Lester didn't expect that he would be taken away by the big bird, why did he arrange for Sister Meredith to send you back safely?

Since brother Lester had already expected that he would be taken away by the big bird, how could he leave you behind with his ability? "

After understanding the logic in Tali's words, Hina's eyes lit up and her voice became brighter.

"Sister Tali, are you saying that Brother Lester knew in advance that he would be captured by Big Bird, and he also has the ability to deal with Big Bird, so he asked Sister Meredith to send us back first?"

Gently touched Sheena's little head, Tully nodded with a smile.

"Yes, that's how it is."

Breathing out a breath, Hina seemed to have completely let go of the burden in her heart, with a smile on her face.

"Sure enough, brother Lester is the most powerful, hehe."

Looked up. Looking at his smiling sister, Misha stood up with a blank face and walked upstairs.

"Sister? Sister?"

"..."

"Why is my sister still unhappy, obviously brother Lester is all right?"

Looking at the back of the little blond girl, Tully sighed secretly.

"Maybe, your sister has put her joy in her heart..."

Closing the door of the room and locking it behind her back, Misha's little face collapsed in an instant. She gritted her teeth, pulled her twitching lips, and wiped away the tears she couldn't stop with her hands.

Misha gritted her teeth and held her breath. She could only guarantee that she would not make any sound, and it had nothing to do with piercing her heart.

She is different from her sister who likes to win sympathy. Her pain doesn't need to be seen by anyone, and she doesn't need anyone's pity...except for the dead man.

Silently crying, Misha lay on the pillow, buried her face in it, and began to twitch and choked.

"We haven't come back for seven days, and we have even been imprisoned here for the sake of secrecy...

Mingming, obviously dying to save us, why can you still laugh... Obviously brother Lester likes you the most, why do you still laugh so happily after brother Lester's death, no heart I don't have the lungs to believe even such a false lie..."

"Pinkberry is given to you first, and puppet gifts are given to you first, to pick on you, to feed you delicious food, to coax you as soon as you act like a spoiled child, to give you whatever you want first...why do you do this? Heartless... I also like Brother Lester very much, I just don't want to say it, why is he being so kind to you, a heartless guy..."

It wasn't until the cotton pillow was wet with tears that the little blond girl sat up, took out a face towel from her pocket and wiped away her snot and tears, making herself feel better.

"Sister! Come down and eat!"

From downstairs, my sister's voice was full of vitality again.

Misha frowned, disgusting her sister's cute voice for the first time.

Taking a deep breath, Misha said coldly.

"Understood, come down here."

Opening the door, the little blond girl walked directly into the bathroom. After she came out, the little girl regained her usual calm.

……

"Hey, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh~"

Two minutes later, the silver-winged dragon bird, whose body was completely relaxed, squinted his eyes comfortably, and after confirming that he would not crush the man, he lay down in the nest made of hemp and began to rest, his slender and beautiful tail wagging and wagging. , apparently in a good mood.

"Huh, three minutes and twelve seconds, much slower than yesterday's one minute and thirty seconds."

Lester came to the entrance of the cave, pulled out a magic steel dagger and cut off a small piece of snow antelope meat. After purifying it with ice elements, he directly put blood and ice **** into his mouth.

In a previous life, he even ate raw cockroaches or centipedes when evading search, so eating raw meat is really no big deal.

Without saltpeter, it is difficult to condense the thin fire element. In the absence of fire conditions, eating raw meat with blood has become the only choice. At least compared with cockroaches, clean snow antelope meat has also become a rare choice. tasty.

The snow antelope is the food deliberately caught by the silver-winged dragon bird named 'Silver Moon' by Leicester for men.

From Lester's own point of view, this huge silver-winged dragon bird seems to have the meaning of taking care of himself. Speaking of which, let alone the past life, whether it is the current Rose or the silver moon, this seems to have become a convention. Quirk, every big guy who looks at him, no matter his age or size, seems to want to take himself as a ban as long as he has some advantages. Dry drop by drop,

But the problem is, I am not Snow White, and being cared for by a silver-winged dragon bird~www.readwn.com~ is a bit too outrageous. In the past life of Dongguo network literature, which novel dares to write like this, I am afraid. Not to be sprayed to death by readers.

Shaking his head, he discarded the messy thoughts to relieve boredom.

"When I go back this time, I'll find Uncle Christoll's blacksmith to make a suitable mask for myself."

Having made a decision, Lester quickly resolved the lunch meal, and figured out how to make Yinyue understand in the afternoon that she was no longer the target of her wanton oppression.

In the relationship between men and women, whether it is emotion or desire, the addicted person is always in control.

Obviously, in her relationship and status with Yinyue, Yinyue is already at an absolute disadvantage.

The difficulty now is not how to use despicable and helpless means to coerce this huge silver-winged dragon bird, but how to make Yinyue understand that she wants to ride her back to Jade Land.

After overcoming the racial problem, the next thing to overcome is the language problem. This is a difficulty that cannot be solved by the courage of human beings alone.

Yinyue wants to ride herself. Why don't you want to ride the silver moon?

Speaking of which, most of the time in interpersonal communication, it is nothing more than the relationship between riding and being ridden, but there are more attributes of active and passive, willing or unwilling.

"Horrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr~ woo woo woo..."

Hearing Yinyue's comfortable purring sound, Lester pulled Yinyue's fluff and scales onto Big Bird's back. After thinking about it, Lester still climbed above Yinyue's neck, looking for the most suitable one. Focus.

"Woo woo~ hoo hoo~"

Sensing the man on her neck, her vigilance dissipated. Yinyue snorted and closed her eyes again.

For the first time, a clear thought appeared in the big guy's mind.

'It's such a good life. ’