Restarting Life After Forcibly Marrying the Demon King

In fact, when Levatin didn't open his eyes, he looked similar to an ordinary black scythe, but he was too noisy on Luo Ning, so Luo Ning tied it to the white feather dragon.

Now that it was taken off, the sleeping Levatin became excited instantly, opened the row of ten red pupils, and kept blinking at Luo Ning.

Luo Ning's terrified eyes made his san value go crazy, and he quickly carried it behind his back, so he rarely paid attention to this guy.

"Wait for me here."

Luo Ning patted the white feather dragon's neck.

"Aw...huh?"

Bai Yulong tilted his head, a little confused as to why he was thrown here.

Seeing Luo Ning's back as he walked away, Bai Yulong's plump paws raised up, trying to keep up.

Luo Ning seemed to have sensed its thoughts, and turned around and said:

"If you don't want to become a charcoal-grilled little fat dragon, just obediently wait for me here."

"Ow..."

The white feather dragon couldn't understand human words, but at the moment just now, it seemed to understand the phrase 'charcoal-grilled little fat dragon', so it quickly curled up its tail and curled up to protect itself.

Below the cliff, there is a flat land.

Luo Ning just saw the lawn in mid-air, and there was something raised on the lawn that looked like a 'camp'.

Luo Ning guessed that this should be the place where the soldiers who went to the demon territory with Milia were stationed.

After the Elan King City was occupied by the original witch, the imperial army could not use the teleportation of area magic, and could only transfer in other city-states closest to the Elan King City, and then changed to another means of transportation.

Probably after coming here, they were collectively thrown into the demon territory by the brave Milia using high-level magic.

This saves a lot of hassle...

It's just that there is going but no returning.

Luo Ning approached the camp step by step along the spacious grassland.

The great lion banner of the empire was waving in the wind, and the empty camp was deserted and dead silent.

The shallow grass is quite soft, and it feels like a carpet when you step on it, and you can even step on it with water stains. It should have been raining here not long ago.

Luo Ning had thought about why Milia didn't choose to protect those soldiers. If she had an idea, it would not be difficult to take them away from the demon territory. overwhelmed.

The reason why she didn't take it away may be because the brave Miria didn't care about his own casualties at all.

Or, Milia actually hates those imperial soldiers.

Just like the Milia that Luo Ning knew before, the Milia before the memory awakening was the Milia who hated the Imperial Army so much that her teeth itch.

In the final analysis, whether it is Miria before waking up or Miria when she loses her memory, she is the same person.

At least the feelings she showed in front of Luo Ning would not be fake.The same is true for Luo Ning.

That's why he came here.

Reconciliation or solution, these things cannot be escaped after all.

Luo Ning walked forward unhurriedly, he glanced roughly, there was no one in the camp.

So he went on and walked to the other side of the hill.

At the end is a steep slope downward, and the green space on the hillside is full of unknown small white flowers, which are fluffy and look like dandelions.

The inside faces the setting sun, although the setting sun is warm on the body, but the cold wind blowing up from the hillside quickly dissipates the warmth on the surface of the body.

Facing the setting sun, Luo Ning saw a figure from behind.

The man sat on the rock on the top of the hill, looking at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

The curved sword was thrown aside by her, and the long golden staff was also thrown aside.

The magic staff was obviously a fire element, but it was inlaid with a blue crystal stone, and there were two strange red feathers on it.

Not only does it look unique on the outside, that staff is exactly Miria's second artifact 'Scepter of Flame'.

When she got that artifact, Milia lost her first life-and-death partner.

At that time, she was not a brave man, but a well-known adventurer.That pure friendship bloomed bloody flowers in the struggle with the enemy, just like the angry flame ejected from the 'flame scepter'.

Now that things have happened, Luo Ning can no longer recall why he wrote the story like this in the first place. He always feels that a perfect story requires the intersection of tragedy and comedy.

But in fact, life on Earth is already boring and tedious enough, few people are willing to go to the world of novels to seek abuse... No wonder, Luo Ning's book ended up being so miserable.

If possible, he really wanted to punch himself who wrote the knife back then.

Luo Ning stopped.She was already close in front of her eyes, almost within reach.

At this moment, Luo Ning should feel anxious.

But at this moment, Luo Ning felt extremely relaxed.

Perhaps it is a sense of relief when you are about to face the final answer?

The wind that blows over makes the head extremely clear, there is the scent of green grass after the rain, and there is also a faint scent of cherry blossoms from the girl's hair.

At the end of the sky, the sunset glow like a raging fire smudged the sky, and also dyed the girl's light-colored long hair red.

From Luo Ning's angle, he could see the delicate outline of Milia's face, seeing the familiar curves, Luo Ning sighed silently.

So, this is definitely a girl who grew up in Luo Ning's aesthetics, but Luo Ning no longer has the extra mood to appreciate it.

He was seated at another corner of the rock, about fifty centimeters away from Miria.

Not near not far, just right.

Naturally, Milia had already noticed that someone was approaching behind her.

His breath had already come into mind, but she acquiesced in his coming.

Maybe it was because Luo Ning's arrival was completely unexpected, Milia didn't do anything extra, but quietly waited for Luo Ning's action.

The fingers that were lightly resting on the stone flicked slightly, and the light white fingertips gradually shrank, and they were pinched in the palm of the hand, forming a fist.

Before Milia could speak, Luo Ning looked at the sunset over there, and said softly in a calm and calm tone.

"The setting sun is infinitely beautiful, but it's just near dusk... Do you know what this sentence means in my world?"

Luo Ning didn't intend to let Milia answer, he was more like mumbling.

"It means that although the sunset is infinitely beautiful, it is a pity that it is almost at dusk, and the beauty will always disappear in a flash."

Luo Ning didn't look at the silent girl beside him, his eyes reflected the fiery red clouds.

As the sun at the end of the west gradually disappeared over the mountain, the flames that dyed the red clouds began to dim, and darkness swept in, engulfing the entire land.

Night is coming.

"Why do you think people want to be strong? It's because they need to be strong, and they want to be strong."

"Just like when people are hungry and want to eat, when they encounter adversity, people will think about making themselves stronger so that they can cross the gap of that predicament."

"People are lazy. To eliminate laziness and generate enthusiasm, I need to set up obstacles in front of them."

"In order to create a perfect protagonist, I need to put her through a lot..."

"Why, if it's me?"

Milia interrupted Luo Ning's words.

Her breathing was not steady, and when she spoke, her breath rose and fell one after another.

She turned her head sideways, her cherry-white long hair was blown and swayed, her light red eyes were filled with too many emotions, more of them were resentful hatred.

"It can only be you, Milia..." Luo Ning answered her calmly.

"Why? Then when will you let me go? Father Creation?"

Miria's eyes turned red instantly.

Compared with the impulsive time before, when she raised her weapon and released her ultimate move, Milia was much calmer at this time, and she was no less thinking about things than Luo Ning.

However, the arrival of Luo Ning made her calm thoughts be driven by emotions again.

Milia's tone became a little excited.

"I've been hiding, well hidden, why did you still find me? Why did you go through that period with me... You knew from the beginning that I was your 'protagonist'... right, Father Creation ?!"

Facing her excited expression and furious eyes, Luo Ning just watched quietly.

He didn't choose to lie or explain, but nodded gently and slowly.

Milia stood up, picked up the weapon at hand, and could no longer restrain her inner emotions.

"At first, I thought that you were a god who liked to play with people's fate, but now I know I was wrong."

"You not only like to play with people's fate, but you also like to play with people's hearts... It's too despicable, Father Creation."

Milia gritted her silver teeth, her eyes were usually bright and lively, but at this moment there was only anger and hatred.

As Wendy said, as much as Milia hated herself, she hated Luo Ning as much.

343 Falling into the Galaxy

Luo Ning has never experienced the pain and regret of losing a loved one.

In his indifferent earth world, to him, his relatives are almost as important as existence or non-existence.Although there is friendship, it will not be the deep affection that is honed between life and death like in a different world.

Luo Ning couldn't empathize, but he tried to understand and wrote with a pen.

Luo Ning lowered his eyes when he saw the girl he had personally painted showing such grief.

The warm light of the setting sun that shone on her body has completely disappeared, and what hit her face was the wind in the dark night.

Milia picked up the Nart sword, thought about it, and threw it on the ground casually.

Kicking away the two artifacts at her feet, Milia took out a long red sword from her space ring.

This sword was worn by Milia before she obtained the artifact. Because of its special material, it is extremely durable and has not been worn out for hundreds of years.

Generally, Milia will use this weapon when not using the artifact. After all, using the artifact will give a qualitative leap in strength, but the consumption of magic power is also astonishing.

Later people called the great sword in Milia's hand the sword of the brave. Seeing this sword is equivalent to seeing Milia...

The dark red sword body seems to be made of molten magma, covered with golden red cracks, like a cracked rock that is about to explode.

This sword is not a magical weapon, but a sharp weapon that can cause damage to the creation priest.

It is also thanks to Father Creation who took the initiative to tell her about those weaknesses, so that Milia would not have to explore on her own.

Milia grabbed the sword and distanced herself from Luo Ning.

Although neither of them spoke, the expressions on both sides already explained everything.

It's just that Luo Ning was still very calm, looking at Milia lightly, he didn't even stand up.

His calmness was seen by Milia, who was annoyed for a while.

Milia couldn't figure out why the other party was so calm. Could it be that he really didn't have any emotional fluctuations at all...?

During the month of getting along, that happy self was like a clown.

The self who showed his true feelings in front of his most hated enemy... naive and stupid.

But he just looked at himself calmly.

Looking at myself before awakening, I can't feel emotional, and after awakening, I can't vent my anger!

"Luoning... Today, I will correct my fate. My fate is up to me, not you!!"

Miria's voice is not loud enough, but every syllable is full of her emotions.

The breath came out eagerly, the chest heaved violently, and the red eyes were watery, and it was unknown whether it was because of anger, sadness, or both.

But her emotions seem complicated and difficult to understand, but they are easy to understand.

At least Luo Ning felt that he saw clearly.

Milia raised the big sword, and after injecting magic power, the cracks on the lava big sword became more dazzling, and the brilliant fire in it seemed to burst out at any time.

He raised his sword and slashed down heavily.

The brave Miria has absolutely rich combat experience, and every blow of her can lock the enemy's vital points.

For the "protagonist" who often faces the situation of outnumbered enemies, Miria can use every skill skillfully and never waste a little energy.