Reborn into A Slash Game: 72, declined to reprint

Chapter71

When Sophie and the others returned to Dragon Valley, it was already evening, but this did not stop Sophie from eagerly wanting to resurrect Weixian.

Almost as soon as he landed, Sophie was eager to get started.

It was Hull who looked at the weather and said, "The energy of the resurrection artifact is running out. Don't be careless. If you don't succeed once, you won't have another chance. You'd better be prepared and come back tomorrow after a night's rest." /

Hearing what Hull said, Sophie was suddenly very nervous. Damn, and the success rate and failure rate? Don't be so stupid!

But he didn't dare to say more. Now he is more afraid to offend Hull. He should not operate this thing rashly. In case of failure, he will have nowhere to cry.

Since Hull said he would take a night off before doing it, Sophie had no problem.

Little Nell whispered, "Hungry." Hull was about to cook. Sophie thought of asking for help, especially when Hull was trapped in the abyss for so long. Excessive physical exertion, and then let him cook, is too inhumane.

And Su Miao... It's not that he said that the master is always good, or that he is really bad at cooking. When in Bua Canyon, Sophie desperately slaughtered beasts in order to exercise his strength in the early stage, resulting in exhaustion of physical strength and unable to move at all. The food problem is gone.

At that time, although Su Miao still possessed the facial paralysis attribute, he knew in his heart that this was a good time to express himself, so he appeased Sophie, let him have a good rest, and let him cook.

Su Miao asked him what he wanted to eat. At that time, the two of them happened to clean up a giant whale. Sophie said, eat some fish, and the little cub nodded wildly, saying that he could not give birth this time. Swallow, it is very comforting to eat something cooked.

So, Su Miao went to work.

At that time, Sophie was moved in his heart. Look at how good our master attack is. He can kill the enemy invisibly, and he can cook well. Sophie suddenly felt ashamed.

But after a while, he knew that this was a good cook, and it was a good fire! ,

Suo Fei was squinting for a while, and was woken up by the fire. Before he could react, Su Miao picked him up and quickly fled the scene.

After leaving, Sophie watched the forest fire from a distance, then looked at the disgraced little cub and the demeanor who was still the general attacking master with a little dodging eyes, and suddenly fell silent.

From now on, the heavy responsibility of cooking... Sophie can only shoulder it alone.

Cough cough...No one is perfect...Is there a flaw to be friendly...Please make up your own mind how Sophie hides in the corner and secretly laughs.

So at this moment, Sophie took the initiative to stop Hull and ran to the kitchen with Fatty Huo.

He made a simple three dishes and one soup in a short time, because considering Hull's physical condition, he made some light dishes, which was very unhappy with the little cub. Sophie had to roast a wild boar for him...

When Sophie was busy, Su Miao took a book and flipped through it in the living room. This is also a habit developed in Bua Canyon. Once Sophie went to cook food, Su Miao asked if he could visit him. Sophie naturally would not refuse the books in the space bag.

There are a lot of books in his space bag, all of which were left by Wei Xian. Sophie thought it was some kind of secret book spell before, so he turned over and over with interest. But it is a pity that there are indeed a large number of secret manuals and spells, but it is a pity that Sophie looked at it in vain, and none of them could be practiced by him. If these books were put up for auction in Baynes City, they would be able to exchange for a lot of gold coins, but this was left to him by Wei Xian, and he did not want to sell them, not to mention that he was not poor enough.

Therefore, Su Miao would like to see him. He is very happy. If Su Miao can practice, their combat effectiveness will also be greatly improved, which is a good thing.

So, when Sophie brought out the food (the roast wild boar had been swallowed by the young cub), what she saw was Su Miao flipping a thin book on the chair by the window, slender His fingers landed on the yellowed paper, and his relaxed expression made the scene extra soft because of the yellowish sun in the evening.

Sophie felt warm in his heart. He turned his eyes and saw Hale in the shadow at the other end of the room, resting with his eyes closed. He was leaning against a large wooden chair, and his whole body seemed a little thin. , and that beautiful face was slightly haggard from relaxation. It wasn't obvious before, but now Sophie feels that he is very tired and sleepy.

Little Neil was lying on his lap, lying on his back, but he was already asleep and snoring softly.

As soon as Sophie appeared, Su Miao raised her head and smiled at him, Sophie winked at him, and then brought the meal to the table.

Hell didn't fall asleep, he opened his eyes with a little movement, but what he saw was the intimate interaction between Su Miao and Sophie. He was stunned and closed his eyes again. A little deeper.

In the two years I spent in Bua Canyon, not to mention, Sophie's cooking skills are much more sophisticated. They are all materials, and they are special products of Yalansi.

After tasting it, Hale showed a rare smile and said to Sophie: "It tastes good."

Although I always felt that Hull was a little alienated and not easy to approach, Sophie now thinks that he is not bad, whoever is praised will feel good, not to mention that tomorrow he will be able to resurrect Wei Xian and make his long-standing wish come true. has been achieved. So Sophie's current state is that almost everyone is happy.

After dinner, Hull took the initiative to say, "I'll take Neil to sleep in the old house, and come over early tomorrow morning."

Sophie responded, and Hull left.

Out of the house, Hull flew down with Nair in his arms, and returned to a very tall wooden house in a short time. This house is carved from a whole big tree. It looks very atmospheric from a distance, but only when I get closer, I find that the carving is very detailed, especially some of the reliefs are really lifelike.

Hell watched quietly for a while before entering the room, went up to the second floor, put down the sleeping little Nairn first, and then entered the second room on the right.

Before he opened the door, his body suddenly stopped, and a low and pleasant voice came from inside: "Hell, you are back."

This voice and this breath are all too familiar, Hale squinted his eyes and opened the door after a moment of silence.

There is a person sitting on the sofa in the center of the room. The hood of his black clothes is open, and his long golden hair is straight down to his waist. Taking advantage of the whiter and lustrous skin, it is a very handsome face, and the corners of his mouth are very handsome. Slightly raised, golden eyes with a smile.

Behind him, a blue-haired elf stood quietly, with a very beautiful appearance but no emotion at all, and his blue eyes were always empty.

Hell glanced at him and said, "Salvag Bran."

The blond man smiled: "Why are you so unfamiliar? Call me Thrall."

Hell frowned, and his originally relaxed mood became tense again. He did not respond or refuse, but just sat silently on the sofa on the other side, leaning back and closing his eyes.

Thrall was not angry at his apparent expulsion, he added: "I told you to stay in the treasure house long ago, but you refused to listen and insisted on doing your own thing. What was the situation outside you at that time? It's not that I don't know. The disappearance of Luonai and his personal guards has made the entire dragon family a dead end. If you go out alone, wouldn't it be in their arms, but trapped in the endless abyss, that is already a fortune in misfortune."

Hell remains silent.

Thrall continues: "I know you're worried about him, but you see him alive...you know, he can't die..."

Speaking of this, Hale looked at Thrall sharply, his emerald green eyes burning with anger: "You don't see anything, just shut up!"

Saar squinted his eyes, and anger surged up, but he suppressed it and tried to keep calm and said, "Hell, we have all experienced it, and we are the only ones left in the huge dragon race. I don't want to argue with you, I don't want to lose any of my compatriots again."

Speaking of this, Hale's expression darkened, and the exhaustion that could not be wiped came back into his heart. He closed his eyes and said softly, "Thrall, I want to rest."

Thrall stopped too. He looked at Hale silently, then lowered his voice and said, "You have to wake him up!"

Hell opened his eyes abruptly, staring at Thrall.

Thrall didn't flinch: "Hell, we need him!"

"No, he's done enough." Hull paused and said, "He's doing fine now, much better than I thought, so that's enough."

Saar sneered: "Okay? Where is the good? He was born in the Demon Realm and suffered bullying and oppression, that is, he has died thousands of times if he was someone else. He escaped from the Demon Realm and became a human race, but he To suffer endless betrayal and constant abandonment... that's good too?"

Hell was stunned, he didn't know this.

Thrall added: "Do you think that elf was serious about him? No kidding, you still naively believe in those invaders, who are greedy and indulge their interests and have a deep-seated hostility toward us. Such a situation Come on, do you think the elf really likes him? It's just a use! What awaits him is a heavier betrayal."

Speaking, Thrall softened his voice again: "Hell, he belongs to you, you have been with him for so long, as long as he wakes up, why would he care about the elf? Isn't your thousand-year relationship better than that? An intruder who has only known each other for a few years?"

These words, like sharp knives pierced straight into Hull's heart, he rushed to the chest with a burst of pain, and the long memories and longings were almost unstoppable the moment he saw him. live. But...

Hell closed his eyes, replaying fragments of his time with the elf in his mind. Hull had never seen such an expression in such eyes. He always thought that he was emotionless, so even if his hints were ignored many times, Hull thought optimistically that he was already special to him, so don't be greedy for too much.

But...now he sees a different Luo Nai, completely different.

I only know how self-deceiving I used to be...

An indescribable emotion flooded into my heart, and Hull only felt exhausted. He covered his eyes, his voice was very small, and he said very hard:

"Thrall, he's in love with that elf."

Speaking this sentence, he tried his best to hold back, but his eyes couldn't help turning red. It was like a sharp long sword piercing his heart, piercing those self-comforts, and the exposed reality made him unable to face it. Thousands of years of silent protection, the feelings that have been deeply rooted in the bone marrow finally realized clearly at this moment that everything is self-indulgent.

There was a flash of impatience in Thrall's eyes, but there was nothing in his tone, and he said softly, "Hell, you have to be sober, so what if he fell in love with that elf, that elf doesn't deserve his Feelings. You let it go now, you think you are fulfilling him, but in fact you are hurting him!"

Salton paused for a moment, then said in a more serious tone: "You know better than anyone what kind of temperament those invaders are, they are just coveting his power, his wealth or... his appearance. With even greater interests in front of them, they will abandon him and betray him without hesitation. Think about it, after being betrayed after the real love, how will he be hurt? Isn't it obvious? "

Saar said a lot, and Hull could hear it clearly. He recalled Sophie's appearance in his mind, thought about it carefully, but suddenly grasped a key point.

He looked at Thrall, squinted his eyes, and said, "Why do you know that he was born in the Demon Domain and lived in the world, and what happened to him?"

Thrall was taken aback. He didn't expect Hull to think so sharply in such a state.

Hell stared at him and asked: "Since you know where he is, why did you let him encounter this? Even if you can't awaken him, you can completely stop these things from happening, but you are watching! Thrall, what do you mean?"

By being directly exposed like this, Thrall's body, which was leaning forward, leaned back, becoming lazy and casual: "You should know why I am."

Hell's face became more and more ugly.

Saar snorted coldly, with deep hatred in his golden pupils: "I won't give him extra feelings, what these invaders have done can never be forgiven, Luonai is reborn, I know, but I There is no way to awaken him, so I want him to keep this hatred, he should hate them, he must hate them!"

"So you just stood by? Watching him being ignored, bullied and betrayed? Thrall, have you forgotten how you survived?"

"I remember! But I couldn't find you. I thought you were dead. No one could wake him up after you died. I can't let him forget his hatred. I believe that if he wakes up, he will be able to wake up. understand me."

Hell stared at him, and after a while he turned his eyes away and said, "I won't wake him up, he doesn't need to carry this anymore, it's enough."

Thrall abruptly stood up: "Hell, don't let me force you!"

Hell recalled the bits and pieces on the way, and Lonnie who casually flipped through a book in the evening sun, that simple dinner, that emotion that was definitely unintentional, and how he watched The eyes of the elf...

He knows him too well to see too clearly. This clarity made his heart hurt so much, and at the same time, he felt it more clearly than anyone else.

Hell lowered his eyes, his voice low but firm: "He's doing well, that's enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, Thrall had already bullied him forward. He clasped Hale's neck with one hand, and a stern flash in his eyes flashed: "You coward!"

Hell looked at him calmly, without resisting or responding, he was not Thrall's opponent in a state of victory, let alone now, and...he couldn't do anything to Thrall...this is his clan ...

Thrall stared at Hale and snapped, "You think you can't wake him up unless you agree to me?"

Hell was stunned, a little disbelieving.

"Hell, you know I won't kill you, but since you don't agree, you will inevitably suffer a little."

Thrall glanced at the left rear and whispered, "Xia!"

"Yes, Master." Xia immediately approached, holding Hull in his arms.

The surprise in Hale's eyes has not yet subsided, but he has already felt an irresistible force intruding into his body.

Not long after, Hale disappeared without a trace.

The stern look in Thrall's eyes faded, he sighed, closed his eyes, and opened them again, he had long emerald hair, green eyes, and turned into Hale's appearance.