Chapter 1931: Homeland heart, sincere as gold

Seeing that the Hradicks gradually disappeared in the teleportation array, each teleportation array could only teleport five people at a time, 10,000 people would have to... well, this, it had to be teleported many times, at least one day.
However, it is enough. The simple teleportation array can last for three days. As long as there is no to come over and make trouble, no matter how to teleport, horizontal transmission, backward transmission, the time is enough for the novel chapter.
"Woo~~521/\'>The task is finally completed. I really want to go back and take a shower and get a good night's sleep." After standing for an hour, he watched hundreds of Hladiks leave and Sakiri hit. A yawn, stretching his beautiful waist, said lazily.
"Okay, just as a reward for this mission. I'll help you achieve it." A clear and sweet voice came from behind. Looking back, wasn't it Raphael?
She was so busy just now that she had to negotiate with Elder Leighton, and she had to organize thousands of Hladiks. The busy horses kept on, and her busy figure could be seen everywhere.
The head of the alliance of the Third World is not so easy to do. At least he can't do it as well as Raphael. The name of the princess of the hundred races is indeed well-deserved.
We stood leisurely on the side, looking at Raphael's figure happily.
Now Raphael's voice snapped. Thinking of the self-satisfaction just now, everyone has a dim sum, and looks back with a smile.
"Huh? I don't want it. I can do this kind of thing when I go back. Why do I need such a boring reward." Sa Qili was cheated.
"That's hard to do. This time the credit is so great. What do you want, Saqili?" Raphael was confused.
"Simple, call me Queen Queen three times in front of everyone in the camp." Sa Qili heartily gave her thumbs up.
Hey Hey hey!
"I really want to do this, but I don't mind at all." Raphael looked at each other with a smile.
"Wait, let me think about it." Biting the thumb. Made a thinking action. After all, Sa Qili realized that perhaps the most embarrassing person to do such a thing was not Raphael, but her, so she shook her head.
"Give me back the birthday of God." She seemed to have changed a relatively simple reward.
"Good. Of course, no problem." Raphael folded his hands. Smiled very relaxed. As if this was just a trivial matter for her.
"It's not good, Saqili, this guy seems to be playing a bad idea." Tulakov whispered.
"Of course I know. Well, when the time comes, we see the tricks, and the initiative is in our hands anyway." Sa Qili snorted and looked at Raphael, both of them smiled flirtatiously, The atmosphere is very strange.
"Then... that, what about my reward?" I felt that as the main project this time, Raphael ignored me like this.
"I have already robbed my baby granddaughter. My most precious treasure is not satisfied yet? Little Wu, you are really greedy."
His eyes fell on me, Raphael suddenly closed his eyes sadly, and said in a rogue tone.
"That's what I said, but, do I have to do free work for you all my life in the future?"
I squinted my eyes and dug my ears, saying that this time you used this excuse to pass it, but it will not be so good for me in the future....No, it is credibility. I mean credit and reputation. It is priceless. Understand?
"Ah? This... really little Wu has no choice, everything is good, just a little lustful."
Hey, hello, what kind of transition is this? I am just asking for the rewards that the task deserves. Why must I be said to be lustful?
"No way, I will barely satisfy Xiao Wu's for it, come, chirp~~~"
With that, Raphael's and index finger were close together, kissed a note on it, then raised towards me, which is the legendary blow kiss.
Everyone: "..."
"What kind of eyes are you?" Raphael became angry when she saw our collective silence.
This... though.
I looked at Raphael up and down, and it was very similar to Linya. It was said that it was Linya’s grandmother, and in fact it was more like Linya’s sister. Afraid to lie, fly, lie, sorrow, sorrow, squirt, gun, sand, sorrow, sorrow, sodium, leftover, surplus, sorrow, emperor, sorrow, sorrow, truth, sorrow
But... it doesn't make any sense. I'm a real person. Please give me a substantial reward, even if I give me a flawless gem, I recognize it.
I looked indifferently, and said to Raphael silently with my eyes.
"Don't...does it mean that little Wu wants to covet my beauty even more? Ooooo, because the husband hasn't come back for a long time, and the vacancy is like a widow. It's impossible to be stared at by a lustful man." Raphael concealed his face in sorrow, and from time to time looked at my expression through the fingers, crying was a fake.
Which third-rate soap theater is being staged? In fact, I really want to ask, what is the name of your husband, Linya's grandfather! Where is it sacred! This is a bunker with a thin sense of existence! I'm almost scratched to death by curiosity!
"Ah, you guys are enough, so you just want to pay the bill, don't look at how old you are." Sa Qili couldn't stand it anymore.
Raphael must also be angry: "No matter how old I am, I have to call you Aunt Sakiri, no, maybe it's a mother-in-law, isn't it?"
"You guys, do you want to do it?"
"Who's afraid of who? Try it today, who is Roger's first witch!"
I think this title is not a compliment, there is nothing like a trial...
Looking at the two witches who were struggling, we turned around and walked away, so that the great gods would not fight. Mortals are affected.
"It seems that I don't want to get a mission reward. This time I was miserable by Raphael."
"The next time Raphael told us to work, we must first discuss the rewards and get them."
"At least one third must be taken, and finally it won't work in vain."
"Seconded."
"We have been delinquent and are too lazy to remember." Uncle Simba and Uncle Daga, who are investigators, said their hearts were already broken.
The migration took longer than expected. The main reason is that Lu Gaoyin needed a containment process, and influx of tens of thousands of people at once, even Lu Gaoyin could not be settled in one go. Fortunately, there are three days. Don't worry about it.
Halfway through the next day, finally, the last batch of Hladik left.
"What? You don't go?" An accident appeared, waiting until the end. Elder Leighton and hundreds of Hladiks. Both are already or almost white-bearded. He did not want to go.
"Yes, the tribes are out of trouble, and our greatest wish has been fulfilled." Layton leaned on his cane. Looking back, it was like looking at his wife, looking affectionately at the desert, at the tall central tower.
"This is our hometown where the Hladik people live for generations. This central tower is a treasure left to us by our ancestors. Someone must protect it. We can't abandon our hometown, let alone drop the central tower. Shamed."
Hearing Leiden’s words, we finally understood what he was showing at the time, what decision was made, and he even wanted to protect this place.
"Elder Leighton, please think about it again, these Hradicks can't do without your command." Raphael was anxious, so reasonable, he couldn't watch these old men staying in the desert to suffer. What's more, they are the most elite high-tech talents, both for the Hladik and the alliance, are very important.
"Yes, yes, the central tower can first find a place to hide, and later, when we find other ways, or when we can fight against Durell, it is not too late to retrieve it." We also quickly persuaded.
"Tyne is here again in the third world. He is from the Dali tribe. I'm relieved." Layton waved his hand, decisively indicating that we didn't have to persuade.
"If there is really such an an, we can find other ways, or we can fight against Durell, we will meet again, is it not the same? Don't look at us as old men, and live for tens of centuries, it will not be a problem. "
"Leyton, you go, I will stay for you." Tyne stepped forward, clutching Leyton's shoulder tightly, and the white beard trembling excitedly.
"I'm tired of the scenery outside. It's just old age to fall back to the roots and protect this homeland, but forget it."
"Damn you, what stupid words are you talking about?" Leiden's angry crutches scolded loudly.
"You know more about the outside world. Those tribes need you to take care of them and protect them, not the old man who has been in this desert for a lifetime and has his brain dried."
"It's ridiculous, I'm in the second world, but I came out a few years earlier than you. Why can't you?" Tyne was not outrageous.
The two old men with white beards stared at each other and wished to pinch. However, their eyes, and ours, were gradually getting wet, for this strong feeling of hometown and family.
"Needless to say, I've made up my mind, no one wants to rob me." Wiping the corners of his red eyes, Layton said toughly.
"The control of the Central Tower is in my hands. You and I grab a fart and hurry back!"
"You..." Tyne didn't expect Layton to be so rogue and speechless for a moment.
Ignoring the dumbfounded Tyne, Leighton came to us.
"Every elder, and all of you, don't thank you for your help. We will remember it for your help. Now, we have no way to return anything, please be worshipped."
With that said, Leighton and the dozens of elderly men even knelt towards us together.
When they wanted to kneel, I planned to stop, but was pulled by Sachili and looked at her, she sighed helplessly, her eyes sad and gentle: let them kneel, so that they can walk Peace of mind.
Although these old people still have a long time to live, if they really stay here, they don’t really think too optimistic.
The struggle with the Hells has lasted for ten thousand years. Although the strength of the alliance has slowly recovered in the past few years, they want to really compete with the Hells and even suppress them. Even if all goes well, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve within a thousand years.
There is no way to suppress the hells and the threat of the Four Demon Kings, we can never establish a base in this desert, and the transmission site from the mysterious refuge to the desert, after we have been there, it may have been exposed, maybe the Four Demon Kings I will stay there and wait for the rabbit, so there is no very important thing, and no one will be close to it. Entered that mysterious refuge.
even. In order to avoid the four demons using the mysterious refuge, we still have to find ways to destroy this passage. There is a conspiracy demon king Bailier, this guy does not know how many years have lived. Profound in magic. Far more than any mage in the dark continent. Otherwise, the crystal shard event will not occur at the beginning, and the positioning reel we use now to and from the third world still benefits from the technology of studying these crystal shards. Developed.
This is tantamount to saying that we can be in the third world, we can go back, or we still have the light of Belial.
The mysterious refuge has been exposed, leaving the passage of the refuge is tantamount to leaving Bellir with a space for conspiracy, so Raphael may have made some plans.
Therefore, the difference from Elder Leighton is very likely to be forever. Everyone thinks so, so Sa Qili won’t let me stop it, lest these respectable old people who choose to stay in their homeland will always be unable to. Relieved.
Having figured this out, I also silently retracted the steps I stepped forward to.
"Grandpa Leighton, why are you doing this?" I sighed, not knowing what to say.
"Elder Fan, you are still young and don't understand." Leighton looked at me, and the wrinkled, wrinkled face showed a gentle and indifferent smile.
"Old man, the attachment to the homeland, but the hardest and smelliest stone in the world, no one can stop it."
With that said, he turned around and walked slowly towards the central tower with the old men. His footsteps were slow, but he was very firm, and even had a sense of sacredness.
"We are old and we are used to seeing this scenery, and our eyes and heart have been locked into this scenery, and we can't accept any other scenery."
"Elder Leighton." Suddenly, Raphael yelled, gritted his teeth, and threw the gem in his hand.
This is a positioning information gem, exactly the same as the one we brought to the Hladik.
The reason why the simple transmission array is a simple transmission station is not eternal, because the positioning information will dissipate after three days and lose the transmission effect. Now, Raphael has given another one.
However, this is extremely risky. If the gem of positioning information is obtained by the Four Demon Kings, then they can come into the city of Lugain without knowing it. By then, it will be a disaster.
Therefore, Raphael’s decision can be described as very difficult, and can even be described emotionally. This is the difference between her and Akara. If it is Akara, she will definitely not do it. For the sake of the alliance, Akara Can play a more cold and even cruel role.
"Whenever you want to take a look at your clan, just use it." Raphael shouted at Leiden's back.
"Elder Raphael, your kindness, we got it, but..." Holding the gem in his hand, Layton turned back, revealing a grateful look. Obviously, he also knew the meaning of this gem.
"However, we do not have absolute certainty to protect it, so we can only lead it."
In this way, this gem turned into a powder in Elder Layton's hands. It thanked us slightly, and took the other old Hradicks who voluntarily left, and decided to leave. The figure gradually disappeared into sight.
"gone……"
"Yeah, go."
Everyone's mood is very melancholy. Although they only get along with Elder Leighton for a few days, it does not hinder our understanding and respect for him. This is a responsible old man who cares for others everywhere.
Today, such a lovely old man wants to be separated from us and stay in this desert forever.
Why are those old immortals like Legged Hair Fairy and Old Fara who are always dead, and they can always mess around and blame the world, but elders like Layton can only keep their homes in the desert?
Is this that the legendary good people don't live long, and the scourge is thousands of years old?
"Let's go back, too." Seeing that things had come to an end, Raphael lost to the extreme, and beckoned beckoned at us with frustration. His pace was feeble, as if he had been hit hard.
Had it not been clear to me that this was impossible, and seeing her painful appearance, we really thought that Layton was her long-lost, non-existent husband.
Immediately, we also sat in the teleportation array and left, finally bidding farewell to the desert and returning to Lugao.
Yilanya took several rogue soldiers behind the palace and was responsible for destroying the simple teleportation array when they left. Don’t forget that there is still a day and a half. If the teleportation array is left alone, let it lose its function and let A group of people found that this day and a half, but enough for them to do a lot of things, the fun would be great.
"Bath, take a bath." Sa Qili has been hanging her bath in her mouth. The mysterious refuge has no water at all. It is not easy to take a bath in the desert. For her who loves clean, it is estimated that this one month is bad. Too.
However, she seems to have brought a lot of water in the inventory. Anyway, every time I approached her, I didn’t smell any odor, but always had a fresh fragrance after bathing~EbookFREE.me~ Have you confirmed the famous saying "Sister Yu has three good things"?
Like Tulakov, I can guarantee that he has definitely not taken a shower for several days, and even flies are buzzing around him.
In my words, although I also want to be lazy and wash a few times, but sleeping with my king, I don't want her to smell a sweat, so this desert trip is more [cleansing yourself].
"I'm going to have a big meal, and then take a deep sleep." Then, after Sakiri's words, Turakov also shouted with a fierce roar.
Give me a bath for your dirty goods first! ! !
Take a bath! eat! go to bed!
Now even if the little fox of national beauty appears in front of me, don't want to stop me from doing these three things, especially the last one, roar, yes, let's sleep with the little fox! ! !
I seemed to hear the little fox in the distant sky, his lips trembling slightly, and the words spitting lightly and arrogantly.
Idiot... (to be continued...)