I [Imperial] Am This Type of Man

Douglas opened the door, but found the room empty.

Ji Jinrong, who was supposed to lean on that book, did not know where he had gone.

Douglas flinched.

In the place where Ji Jinrong was originally sitting, there was a tiny, dazzling light that hurt Douglas' eyes. Douglas walked up quickly, picking up a ring on the edge of the table.

Ring of Time.

This is created by a mage of the Demon Clan, which can store many things. When Douglas opened the Ring of Time, he first saw a stationery, and the font on it was still handsome and smart.

"Douglas:

I have to leave for a while. I have heard everything you said. I am very glad that you have maintained me. Please believe me. I have a very important matter to deal with. Please believe me. I will meet you in the Demon Territory soon. I've left you some potions. I didn't have time to sort out the list in a hurry. Let's take a look first and take it out when needed. p.s. Don't go to the auction house for identification. The old man at the auction house has been looking for me for a long time, and I would never apprentice him! "

The stationery was extremely short, with no reason or reason, nor did it say what to do. At the end, the tone became very relaxed.

Douglas squeezed the stationery tightly.

This liar!

This damn, cunning liar!

If he left when the night adventure team evacuated, he would never waver for him, and never forgive him for his deception-but how could he be again after he understood his mind and his own mind? Think of him as an enemy!

This guy always does this--

This is always fearless.

When he sees him again, he must strip away his clothes and draw him dozens of whip fiercely!

Douglas pursed his lips.

In the evening, Irving and Brown returned.

Their strength has clearly gone up.

Owen was ashamed: "Master ..."

Douglas said: "You two have a good night's rest, and tomorrow will arrange for the others to take strength potions. When the supplies are ready, we will start immediately."

Since Ji Jinrong said he never lied to him, he rushed over to see what Ji Jinrong was doing!

After Douglas commanded Owen and Brown, he heard someone report: "Master, Goblin Elder wants to see you."

Douglas nodded and asked the other person to come in.

The Goblin elder's face was a little anxious, and his eyes were deeply worried. He hurried forward and said, "Master Douglas, our chief is gone!"

Douglas frowned: "Young Patriarch?"

The Goblin elder said, "Just hit your child that day, he is our young chief. The young chief has slipped out during the daytime as usual, and hasn't returned yet."

Douglas' heart beat.

He was annoyed at the thought of Ji Jinrong fighting with the little goblin. Did Ji Jinrong and that little goblin have known each other long ago?

The Goblin elder said, "That's it. The reason we are anxious to find you is because the ex-magic has been trying to resurrect! Our patriarch has participated in the plan to kill the ex-magic. If the ex-magic is resurrected, we must There will be revenge! "

Douglas' heart fluttered: "How do you know the news of the previous Demon King trying to resurrect?"

The goblin elder said: "Our ancestors were responsible for building the 'heart' of the Black Demon Temple. At the beginning, the ancestors were afraid that the demons would cross the river and dismantle the bridge, and left a hand in the 'heart.' Where the Demon King is! The patriarch has been saying recently that he feels that the former Demon King's strength is increasing little by little. If he continues to do so, the former Demon King will inevitably be resurrected! "

"Do you know Gary?" Douglas said.

Goblin elders looked at each other: "Gary?"

Douglas said, "Gary is about twenty-four or four, but looks like a teenager, with black hair and green eyes."

The Goblin elder said aloud, and said suddenly, "That was the friend of the patriarch! At that time, the patriarch fell into mania, and his potion helped him a lot. Did he call him Gary? Do you know him?"

"I know, he should have left with your patriarch," Douglas said.

He has roughly determined where Ji Jinrong is going.

Ji Jinrong left with the little goblin.

Douglas clenched his fist slightly.

An inexplicable anxiety and distress piled on him. Does Ji Jinrong's important matter mean that he found the trace of his ex-princess? Is he ready to join his friends to disrupt the resurrection plan of the former Demon King?

With a weak Goblin patriarch and an equally weak adventure team?

Douglas never hated himself like this moment.

He hated that he hadn't discovered his feelings for Ji Jinrong earlier.

I hate myself for not saying what I should have said one day earlier.

Ji Jinrong heard that he arranged everything after "destroying the Black Demon Temple", and probably judged his status at that time? So Ji Jinrong left him with a short letterhead.

Ji Jinrong was ready to cut the thorns along the way, as before, and walked to him step by step with the **** wound alone.

For the first time, Douglas found himself so incompetent.

This feeling of helplessness seemed to slowly diffuse from the depths of his body, leaving him nowhere to hide.

Owen, Brown, and the Goblin Elders all left.

Douglas had a deep drowsiness.

He went to Ji Jinrong's room, lay down on Ji Jinrong's bed and closed his eyes.

He had a long dream.

At that time, he first saw the sick seedling lying in bed.

Small, weak, as if losing vitality at any moment.

He hates this kind of weak guy! He followed the grandmother out of the door and said angrily, "Why! Why should I come to accompany him!" His voice was loud enough to make the sick seedling in bed hear clearly, "I don't want to stay with that Half-dead guy! "

The grandmother's eyes slowly turned red when he heard him.

Grandfather and father are away from home all the year round, and the family always has the grandmother. He had never seen the appearance of his grandmother, and was at a loss. The sick seed looks like he will die at any moment, maybe he can't stay with him for a long time ...

He thought about it and stepped forward to coax his grandmother: "I'm wrong with my grandmother, I'll stay with him, I'll stay with him." It won't be long anyway.

In this way, he went to the palace to accompany the sick Yangzi. He didn't like the sick seedling, and the sick seedling didn't seem to like him too much. He just sat there reading quietly, as if he hadn't noticed the arrival of his "playmate" and "guard".

He was a little angry, and the sick seedling made him leave the house to come to such a boring place, and he looked so ignorant! Do you think he came into the palace rarely?

They ignored anyone and spent the entire month like that.

Sick seedlings are sick.

It's ugly.

He watched coldly. Blame this guy, otherwise why would he leave home! Who likes to live in this frosty palace, who likes to stay in this lifeless room!

There was a vicious thought in his heart: this time, should this guy be damned?

Unfortunately, the sick seedlings came back to life after the cold spring. He went home that morning to meet his grandmother, and when he returned to the palace, he saw the sick Yangzi sat up and smiled slightly at the little housekeeper around him.

This sick seedling looks so beautiful.

The idea suddenly got into his head, and he couldn't wave away.

He couldn't help letting his eyes stick to the sick seedling, his face was too pale, his body was too thin, and his hands were as thin as a slight grip and he would be broken.

It's really too weak, he still likes lively and strong children.

But he couldn't control his eyes.

Soon, he found that the sick seedling laughed only at a little housekeeper, and that he would only ask the little housekeeper to do something. He had been back from the house for three days, and the sick seedling hadn't looked at him halfway.

The more he looked, the more he felt that the little housekeeper was annoying, and he said hello to the Secretary of the Interior, asking them to get rid of the little housekeeper.

The sick Yangzi couldn't wait for the little housekeeper and became quieter.

He couldn't help it, and said sarcastically, "What? Don't want to know where he went?"

The sick Yangzi said lightly, "I don't want to." His eyes fell on the book, as if what was written in the book attracted him more than a living person.

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Obviously just a few years old baby, looks like an old man who is about to die.

Isn't it about to die? This guy would have lived one day less ...

There was such a word in his head, the unwillingness and anger for two months suddenly disappeared, and replaced with pity and ... and emptiness. At this time, he didn't understand the death very well, so he didn't have much sympathy for the situation of sick Yangzi. But at this moment, he watched the sun shine on the sick seedling's body. The sick seedling's face was pale and almost transparent, as if he would disappear from the world at any time--

Yes, if you die, you will disappear and you will never see it again.

After realizing this, he was a little annoyed with himself, what kind of anger did he gamble with the sick Yangzi? Anyway-he's going to die anyway-

He tried hard to think about how the little housekeeper treats the sick seedling, and awkwardly imitated the way of the little housekeeper.

If he does this, the sick Yangzi will smile at him, right?

That smile really looks good.

He flattered the sick seedlings in magic.

But the sick Yangzi had been cold to him, no matter what he did, he couldn't get his half smile.

He was so angry.

On what grounds! Why is he so happy at that scumbag!

Obviously he treats him as well as that puppet, why is this sick seedling still ignorant!

After insisting on it for half a month, he couldn't hold it anymore and went home angrily.

Let the sick seedling die! Who cares about him! Who cares about him!

He gambled for a few days before asking his grandmother to enter the palace.

He left for a few days. The sick Yangzi should know how good he is to him?

Unexpectedly, grandma said with red eyes, "You don't have to go to the palace."

His head boomed, and he couldn't hear what grandmother said. No need to go to the palace? Is that sick seedling dead? No, it's impossible. When he was out of the palace, the sick seedling was okay. The sick seedling still wanted to learn to write with a pen.

How could it be so dead? He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it!

Regardless of the obstacles surrounding him, he ran all the way into the palace. His grandfather was a general of the town and his grandmother was the emperor's life-saving benefactor. No one dared to prevent him from entering and leaving the palace.

Soon, he ran to the place where the sick Yangzi lived.

The sick Yangzi slept quietly on the bed, as if she had just read a book and looked tired as usual, and closed her eyes to rest. There are a few white-bearded doctors in the room to consult there. He didn't look at them half-eyed, strode to the bed and said, "You wake up! You wake me up! Don't let you die! Open your eyes quickly!"

The doctors heard his shout and said helplessly, "Let him take a good rest ..."

He cursed: "He has rested long enough! He lay in bed most of the year! He doesn't need to rest!" He stepped forward and grasped the thin hand, "You wake me! You wake me come!"

Shouting and shouting, he felt his eyes were a little hot, and raised his hand, and it turned out that tears kept falling. He always hated the weak and crying people, but he couldn't control his tears, and the harder he wiped the tears, the more he shed.

How can this be, how can the sick seedling die like this, he has not seen the sick seedling smiling at him.

He won't let him die!

He clenched his hand tightly.

Somehow, he felt the hand wrapped in the palm of his hand move slightly.

He was overjoyed and said happily, "Are you awake ?!"

The eyes opened slowly, obviously under ten years old, but there was indifferent coldness and calmness in the eyes, there was no vitality and anger that children should have. But seeing such a pair of eyes silently looking at himself, he seemed to have encountered the best thing in the world, and his heart was overjoyed: "I'll call the Taiyi Doctor!"

He was about to get up and run, but he heard the nice voice slowly said, "Aren't you, do you think I should die earlier?"

He was cold all over.

He turned and met those calm eyes.

It turned out that the sick seedlings knew it.

Sick seedlings know everything.

No wonder the sick Yangzi never smiled at him.

He felt terribly upset and felt his eyes start to get hot again. What does grandmother let him into the palace have to do with sick Yangzi? It wasn't that the sick seedling wanted to get sick, nor was the sick seedling begging his grandmother to ask him to enter the palace. He actually came up with the terrible and vicious idea of ​​"If this sick seedling died soon".

He was still young and didn't know why his head was messy and he couldn't think of anything. All he knew was that he wanted to go back in time for a few months, and let him draw his two ear scrapers at that time—

He wiped his eyes hard, kneeled down on the edge of the bed, and firmly grasped the hand of the sick Yangzi denied. "I didn't! How could I have that idea! People who have that idea are simply not as good as pigs and dogs." ! "

He finished his words sternly, carefully looking at the sick seedlings on the bed.

Soon, he saw the smile of the sick Yangzi.

Sick Yangzi smiled slightly and said, "Well, I believe you."

After a while, he felt that the whole world was full of flowers.

No matter what happens in the future, he will stay by the sick Yangzi.

As long as the sick Yangzi smiles at him.

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On the other side, Ji Jinrong is sitting on a fat back and talking to the little goblin.

The little goblin said, "You just left? Don't take the opportunity to get closer with him?"

Ji Jinrong smiled and said, "It's not necessary, it's enough." He squinted at the small goblin, "It's you, is it all right to run like this?"

The little goblin said, "What can be the problem? Anyway, I don't take charge of the affairs in the clan, just let me come out to relax." He looked cold. "My parents died in the hands of that guy. Don't try to leave me alone to deal with that guy! "

Of course, Ji Jinrong knows who the "that guy" he is.

Although the former Demon King lost his body, he still kept hiding in the dark to stir the wind and rain. He even approached Leler next to him and discovered many things about the night adventure team.

That Lin Lun could identify them so accurately was obviously in contact with his ex-magic.

Unexpectedly, the ex-devil had penetrated so deeply in the territorial territory that even Lin Lun's family could pull the water.

There is no such thing as a traitor.

Ji Jinrong looked faint.

Xiaodi looked at Ji Jinrong and couldn't help whispering, "I don't know which one is the real you."

Ji Jinrong raised an eyebrow, and looked at the little goblin like a question.

The little goblin said: "I think you are particularly contradictory. Sometimes it looks very close, and sometimes it looks very cold. How much do you love the grown-up knight? How do you look now and where you are He looked completely different. "

Ji Jinrong said, "What's different?"

Of course, Ji Jinrong wanted to stay beside Douglas comfortably, and with the Douglas to directly smash the Dark Demon Temple-but from the perspective of the little goblin perception, Lehler seemed to be confused by the former demon, and went to the black under the guidance of the former demon Demon Temple!

This is a rare opportunity.

Just follow Rayler to find the true location of the Dark Demon Temple.

Even if the small goblin is the chief of the goblin tribe, there is no way to really find out the true location of the Dark Demon Temple-because the "heart" built by their goblin ancestors will move! Its location is constantly changing, and only those who truly have the secret of the "heart" can determine what direction it is in today!

Douglas already had the "eyes" of his ex-magic, and he was not fit to follow Douglas anymore.

If it wasn't for the comfort of Douglas, he would evacuate with others when his identity was revealed.

However, there are benefits to going late.

The corner of Ji Jinrong's lips curled slightly.

At least he saw Douglas leaning towards him.

When the location of the Dark Demon Temple is found, he can coax Douglas back. Before that, he might not have done it with confidence, but after hearing Douglas defending himself, Ji Jinrong was full of confidence!

Seeing the smile on Ji Jinrong's face, the little goblin closed his mouth.

As soon as Douglas was mentioned, Ji Jinrong's inaccessible feeling faded. How could Ji Jinrong's love for Douglas be fake? It really can't be true anymore, it's getting so tired!

Little Goblin changed the subject: "Where did your people go? Willn't it be just us two to follow?"

Ji Jinrong said: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

The little goblin snorted and cursed: "Just as you are small, who protects is not necessarily!" As he said, his face changed suddenly, and he looked seriously at Ji Jinrong, "I feel the strength of that guy Suddenly doubled in strength, I suspect someone had a live sacrifice ceremony! "