Vol 4 Chapter 59: Returning to the children's spirit furnace (below)

Chapter 59—Returning to the Children's Spirit Furnace (Part 2)
Gao Yingjie Shen Sheng said: "You go back to rest first. Long Haochen, then there is such a situation today, I will disband your hunting magic group. Do you understand?"
Long Haochen rushed to stand upright and gave him a knight ceremony.
Treatment room. At this time, only the holy month, the blue rain and the sacred heart of the Holy Spirit are left.
Everyone was gone, and the face of the holy month suddenly cooled down. "Tell it. What the is going on. The old man has eaten more salt than you have ever eaten. Although the morning has covered up the past for you, but this The child will not lie at first sight, and he has not dared to look at my eyes when he is compiling."
Lan Yuyu lowered his head and looked worried at the husband on the bed. "I saw today that Long Haochen and Caier were on a bed... After knowing the spirit, I decided to test the ability of this dragon, and Just give him some lessons and let him not overstep..."
"Still." The holy month was not a good temper. After listening to her explanation, I was furious.
"Do you have a paste in your mind? Don't you know that this time the children went to participate in the Hunting Magic Group trials, the old man personally followed? If there is no old man's consent, Long Haochen can be with the children? Today If the child is sensible in the morning, it is necessary to provoke a dispute between the two temples. I tell you that the importance of Long Haochen in the Knights’ Temple is enough to match the importance of the children to our Assassin’s Temple. The child also told me that he is the son of Long Xingyu. You don't know who Long Xingyu is. The spirit has always used Long Xingyu as an idol."
"You asked me to say what both of you are good? This is fortunately nothing happened. Once something goes wrong, not only do you have to regret your life, you have to sing in the league."
Lan Yuyu couldn’t help but stay a little while listening to the holy month. "But, but he and the children sleep on a bed! And they are still so small."
The cold month of the holy month: "What happened to sleep on a bed? Isn't that a matter of morning and evening? Didn't you wait until the wedding day to sleep with the little bastard? In the whole league, except for the dragon In the morning, no one can deserve to be worthy of my family. What is even more rare is that the children can accept him. What kind of personality will you not know? Even if you and I are excluded from her heart. I am able to walk into her heart, and naturally there is something extraordinary. I just didn’t pay attention to the children in two days, and you almost made a big deal.

Lan Yuyu said: "Grandpa, I am a mother! Is it a mother, I saw that my little daughter is with a boy, shouldn’t I do something? I’m only three years old. There is no chance to love her. I only have this daughter, but she and I are fellow travelers."
The eyes of the Holy Moon gradually softened and sighed, saying: "There is a need to lose something. Well, things have not happened. You should take care of the soul."
After saying this, the nine-ordered man turned and went out. When he left the sight of Lan Yuyu, a touch of helplessness could not help but emerge from the corner of the old man in the Temple League. It was also his Granddaughter! However, he did not have a choice.
Barracks.
At this time, the sky is still black, and the dawn dawn has not yet appeared.
Going back to their temporary home, Long Xiaochen didn't have much time to say anything, and he slept with a deep sleep. Everything that Caier originally wanted to ask him was also melted in his arms.
If you ask Long Haochen how he feels about the previous big battle, then his answer will only be four words: alive, it’s good.
The Mozu camp.
Unlike human hard drives, the Mozu is somewhat similar to the characteristics of Warcraft. The order system is distinct, but the management is not detailed.
Hundreds of thousands of Mozu troops are stationed in the plains. Because of the lack of materials and the production of the Mozu itself, only those who are above the fourth level are eligible to live in camps. Even so, most of the camps are very worn out.
Six thousand years ago, the seventy-two pillars of the demon suddenly came, infecting a large number of aborigines who originally belonged to this continent and launched a war of aggression. The so-called non-my ethnic group has its own heart, and the Mozu is completely reckless and plundering.
Along with the wars of the millennium, human beings gradually established their foothold after establishing the temple alliance. After several natural barriers against the Mozu, the Mozu gradually discovered their problems.
Among the Mozu, the higher the Mozu, the slower the speed of reproduction, but the lower Mozu, such as the Double Devil, is surprisingly fast, almost the same as humans, and the two-knife magic only takes three years. Can enter the adult body.
The Mozu kills too many human beings. In addition to human beings, there are some indigenous peoples of the sacred continent who have been directly destroyed. In this case, when the mainland is stable, the Mozu suddenly finds that the food is completely I thought it was done.
In desperation, the Mozu can only gather together the surviving human beings, plant food for them, graze livestock, and the survival of a race must first fill the stomach. Other aspects naturally give up.
However, although the territory of the Mozu is large, they have killed too many human beings, and most of the living humans have ran to the Temple Alliance. They can find too few humans. Therefore, I have to give up the development of other industries and focus on food.
Now the human beings in the Mozu are very different from the status of the year. Even higher than the middle and low end of the demon. There is even the qualification to direct the lower Mozu to assist in the production of food.
The Mozu continue to wage war against the Temple Alliance. There are two main purposes. One is to plunder the population as much as possible, and the other is to digest the overpopulated population. Especially the low-level Mozu. However, in the past six thousand years, the six great sanctuaries of human beings have fully stood on their heels. Although they are still at a disadvantage compared with the seventy-two pillars, they are made up of some natural barriers and some human wisdom. The powerful weapon that came out was to withstand the attack of the Mozu again and again. The Mozu hate the defensive weapons such as the magical cannon, but there is no way. They have no such production and manufacturing capabilities at all. If the force of the seventy-two pillars of the demon is too strong, I am afraid that the advantages and disadvantages of humans and demons will be reversed.
However, until now, the Mozu is still taking the initiative, and humans are still afraid to retreat to the east to recover the lost land. Losing the barrier of the Scorpio, human beings are still not the opponents of the devil.
At the core of the Mozu camp, there are three huge tents, each with a height of ten meters and a round tent with a diameter of at least thirty meters. Among the Mozu, only the devil can live. It is also considered luxury.
At this time, in the huge tent in the middle, the atmosphere looked a bit gloomy.
The lion lion An Luo first sits in the middle, on his sides, respectively, the sacred cow mad magic match and the green demon ride magic line.
Although the three devils are all ranked in the 50th, they also have a pivotal position among the Mozu. However, at this time they all have a dull color, and even have deep worries in their eyes.
The Winged Cows madness game slammed a huge iron table in front of it, and made a loud bang. "It was really stupid at that time, you should take it back. Send it to your Majesty, do you not solve it?"
"Catch him? Are you still on me? Or on the lion?" The handsome green demon riding the magic line is cold.
After listening to his words, the seemingly rough game was suddenly silenced, and a horrified fear flashed through his eyes.
An Luo waved his hand and said: "Okay, it is useless to say that. This news is amazing. If it is really the one who came to this world, even if it has not recovered its strength, we can't easily touch it. Hope is We are sorrowful and misunderstood. After all, that person should not be able to cross the plane, otherwise..."
Having said that, the same fear also appears in his eyes.
The game gasped and said: "What do we do?"
The flame lion, An Luo, suddenly stood up. "We are not here to discuss the results. In this way, the two of you are here to preside over the army, continue to launch attacks, and send more races below the third rank, but don't start a war. At the same time, we must also strengthen the defense on the side of the camp. I immediately returned to the devil to see the demon god, and asked him to decide."
The green demon rides the magic line and nods. "You can only do this."
A moment later, in the Mozu camp, there was a hoof of thunder like a thunder, and a red light swept away toward the east.
early morning.
The members of the No. 1 Hunting Magic Group did not go to bed because of their late sleep. For their cultivation, the meditation can only be adjusted for one or two hours without being injured.
At the time when everyone got up and washed, there were two soldiers who sent the dragon to the morning, but this time they did not convey the order, but brought their breakfast.
"Hey, is the treatment in the military camp so good? Is the breakfast still delivered to the barracks?" Lin Xin said very curiously.
The soldier who gave the meal put down the food box and smiled: "In view of the excellent performance of the city in the past, I decided to give food to the pastor according to the pastor's standard." After turning around, he left.
The military food of different occupations in the Temple League is different. This is not discrimination, mainly because people of different occupations have different physical conditions. For example, warriors and assassins can't eat the same thing. Warriors must have stamina and be strong, while assassins can't consume too much fat and staple food. They must keep their body light. The pastor, the magician, and the summoner are better off, they consume mental energy, and the nutritional needs are more refined. Among them, the pastor's food is the best, because the pastor is generally the most vulnerable.
Of course, there are exceptions to everything, such as the fact that these few are almost exceptional.
Of course, everyone who is delicious will not be polite. After washing, immediately sit around and have a good time.