MTL - The Wizard World-~ Chapter 578 Rescue 1

A few days later.

The sky is gloomy and dark, and a lot of thick clouds are getting darker.

On the edge of the creek camp, on the sparsely dark green grass, there are more than a dozen bamboo-colored yellow plates with black bamboo shoots, white bugs, animal fur and other debris, all of which are slightly hot.

A 13-year-old girl, wearing a black short leather skirt and a close-fitting leather armor, quickly rolled up a circular bamboo plate and hugged it.

The little girl's golden shawl long hair was blown to the right by the increasingly cold wind. Exposed with a delicate and beautiful face, there is a little dark gray birthmark on the forehead, which is round.

The wind in the forest is getting louder and louder, and the leaves of the dragonfly are blown and shaken.

"It’s going to rain, move faster, little Rilla." A man’s voice came from the tent behind the girl.

The man squatted at the tent and showed his head and looked at Freila, who was busy packing things up, and yawned.

"Oh... boring...."

The man’s long red hair with his head and waist scattered behind him, his face was not beautiful, but he was faintly carrying a hint of laziness. There was a small black beard on the white chin. It was the steel Hilia and others who left and lie down. Sleeping Angri.

Freila took a look back at Anglia. "Be bored to help!"

"Is there you?" Angley rolled over and leaned back to look at the sky. "Little Rila, I found that you are getting better and better recently."

Freila's face was red, and the action that was cleaned up suddenly paused.

The black leather skirt and leather armor she wore were tight-fitting, and I bought it when I was 13 years old in the town. Now that my body grows up and wears my clothes, it becomes more and more tight.

The 14-year-old body looks sexy, with long, rounded white legs and bare parts that are as smooth as white yarn. The slim, uncomfortable waist, the chest that protrudes forward is already quite large and slightly fluttering. Plus the long haired shawl on the shoulders, the small mouth is often pink as delicate as cherry.

Fryra, a young man, already has the cost of a little beauty. When standing there to pack things, the figure that rushed to and fro was more and more imaginative.

Although Angrid looked up at the sky, the corner of his eye was also aimed at Little Furila.

"Your birthmark has been completely eliminated with a few ointments. Remember to add the potion that I gave you when you take a bath." He was lazy. "You have to know that the innate capital is insufficient, and the day after tomorrow will die."

Looking at the front and back of the skin, the delicate and delicate white frisula. In Angrid's heart, there is an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Freila was originally a pretty little girl, and the skin was not very good. Many freckles, naturally, will grow rougher as they grow up. In addition to practicing the sword, the body curve is more and more imperfect and beautiful. In the future, the top day is a medium-sized figure.

However, since he left the town with Anglia, he intentionally or unintentionally began to add some medicines that can adjust and improve his body to Xiao Furuila’s diet and life, and occasionally put a pair of body when she fell asleep. Good medicine.

After a while, Freila's physique improved a lot, from the original general, but also become more beautiful and refined young girls. However, it seems that the drug is not well grasped. Freila's physical development seems to be somewhat older than this age.

"You didn't find out that you are much more beautiful than before? It's all my credit." Anglia said with pride.

"Beautiful has a fart!" Furuila took a lot of bamboo plates and walked to the corner of the car to put it in. "I will be the great man of the legendary knight in the future! The body will be full of scars of heroes sooner or later! The skin will be cut with such a tender knife, no use of fart!"

Angrid breathed a speech without a word. "If you don't use swearing when you talk, the tone is slow and gentle, it's a perfect pretty girl."

It is a pity that he overestimated the appeal of beauty to Freila. It also overestimates the status image of a beautiful woman in this era.

"I said it!" Freila took a little breath and strode to the front of Angri. "I will become an epic hero of the legendary knight in the future!!" she replied with one hand.

"Children....you have to marry sooner or later..." Anglia said helplessly.

"Married? Who are you marrying?" Freila had a small face. "I marry you. I am not your person early? I have a little uncomfortable stomach a few days ago. Is it necessary to have a baby?"

Angley looked stiff.

"What is going to have a baby? You guys!!....I am sleeping in a compartment..... Even if the quilt is not covered, you have to have a baby?!!" He grabbed his forehead I don't know how to give the little guy a common sense in this area.

"In any case, who can I rely on now?" Freyla's blue eyes flashed a trace of confusion.

"I heard from my mother that it is very easy to have a baby. When you want to vomit, it is enough. If you vomit out early, your stomach should not hurt?" Freila replied slyly.

"What is vomiting...." Angrid took a deep breath. I am going to talk.

"Hey? The wind is smashing." Freila suddenly walked a few steps forward. Reach out and straighten the copper wind vane hanging above the tent. Just wearing the skirt of the short skirt stood on the face of Angri.

"I said...." Angile was speechless. "Did I have lived for so many years and today I am tempted by a little girl?" From his point of view, it is clear that the little girl's short skirt is deep in the thigh. "This is going to happen...."

He quickly turned over and retracted into the tent, and a burst of fire in his heart was slightly tumbling and uncontrollable. In any case, he and Furuila are unlikely. The mortal and the blood sealer do not say the power gap. In terms of life, it is already a different day.

For many years, Anglia has not touched women. All his energy is devoted to research and advancement. Even if he saved Furuila, he did not think about it. He did not expect to be under the drug ripening. Freire's body is getting closer to adulthood, and he has a certain temptation to himself.

"It's really troublesome...." Angrid took a deep breath, and he could always position himself in the role of Freire's elders, and he had an impulse to the little one, which made him feel a little guilty.

"Hey, what are you doing to retract? The words haven't finished yet?" Freila's voice came from outside the tent.

"I am afraid that I accidentally have a bad impulse to you." Angley answered very tangibly.

"Impression? I know this. What do men have for women?" Furuila also plunged into the tent and leaned down to Anglia to lie down. "I don't mind. Listen to my mother saying that the first time I was arched by a pig. But I didn't feel like sleeping with you?"

Anglia’s forehead is helpless.

Bang...

A thunder came from outside the tent, and then, with a bang, a drop of rain fell on the top of the tent. Then there is the second drop, the third drop.... The raindrops are densely smashed down and the sound is getting louder and louder.

The small tent can accommodate two people. There is a zipper-like closed entrance and exit. Below the apex is a rectangular shape with a bed of gray beds, some clothes and books on the side, and a small square window. Inlaid with sealing glass, you can see the outside from inside.

Angley reversed the zipper and prevented the rain from splashing in. When I went to see Freila, the little guy was already asleep and fell asleep, and his limbs were big, not like the girl’s sleeping position.

Carefully put a thin quilt on her, and Angrid suddenly remembered that she had been with such a child before. He found that he always likes to drink pure children's lives, no burden, no calculations, and everything is so easy.

Time passed quietly. The rain outside is getting bigger and bigger.

The tent window crossed an electric light, and the blue and white light instantly illuminated some dark tents.

Angrid noticed that Freila’s eyes did not know when to open slowly and looked at himself. Obviously it was awakened by lightning.

"Green...."

"Well?" Angley straightened up. Sitting cross-legged at the window, looking at the pouring rain outside. The forest was also invisible, and it was completely submerged in the gray rain.

"Why are you saving me?" Freila followed Anglia with so many teams and matured a lot.

"Why save you? I can't answer you on this question." Anglia looked out the window and suddenly remembered the Wei Wei in the town, and there was some Ou Ming in her heart.

Freila also followed up straight. "I didn't understand it before. Later, a sister told me some stories. I compared myself and found that I understand a lot." She paused and continued, "You can't settle because I can only run around, now I can only live in the forest. Although we are very lucky, we have not encountered any very powerful beasts. But what are you doing for this?"

She stared blankly at the window, her voice low: "I can't repay you, you know."

"You are a small child laborer I hired. You do things for me. I am giving you food and drink. Isn't it a fair deal?" Angliel smiled. "The little guy still learns to be deep?"

When the words were not finished, Angrid suddenly felt a tight and flexible petite body behind him. The little guy gently hugged him from behind, his head on the side of his shoulder.

"Don't think that I don't understand anything," Freire whispered. "It's mentioned in the novel." Her warm body clung to the back of Anglia. The face was pink, and the water was almost dripping with water.

"Little guy...." Angrid pulled back Frye. "You are still small, don't be so hasty to decide everything about yourself...." Without saying it, he suddenly saw the tears flowing down on the face of Freila, and suddenly stopped.

"I have nothing.. Only you....only you....." Freila cried, and the voice choked out of helplessness and confusion.

She was scared, afraid of the more mysterious image of this young man in front of him. He thought that he was just a simple old **** shop owner in the town. Then he followed him out of town and met other people, only to discover that the facts were far from being as simple as they knew.

Afterwards, he was exposed to Hailia Cynthia and others, and he saw his powerful and almost miraculous treatment. Freila finally knew that she had never understood this seemingly lazy pawnshop from the beginning.

Along with this mystery, it is a farther and farther distance, which is close at hand, but gives her a distant feeling.

Many nights she will be awakened by nightmares, a person who is helpless, standing in the darkness of the side, the desperate sense of loneliness makes her mature faster and faster.

She was afraid, afraid that one day she woke up, and the Angile in the camp suddenly disappeared in the same mystery, silent, as if it had not appeared from the beginning.

"Okay, hehe..." Angliel gently held the little guy in his arms and slowly stroked her hair. "I am by your side....just beside you..." Looking at Freila's little face, the tenderness is mixed with a bit of maturity, vagueness, and overlap with the other two faces in memory.

The crying tired Freila slowly fell asleep in his arms.

Business with an glimmer of rain and ga (To be continued)