Vanguard of the Eternal Night

Remember [www.wuxiaspot.com] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!

The old antiques did not come back at night.

Victor had no interest in making dinner, dealing with eating a little, pondering what needs to be done tomorrow, leaning on the bed at night to look at the book, and unconsciously fell asleep.

This sleep and regain consciousness, Victor was shocked.

He seems to be in a particularly real dream, he became a tutor hired by a Viscount in a magical world, responsible for teaching the five children of the Viscount.

The Viscount is a very wealthy Viscount, and even half of the title is money.

He is still a very knowledgeable person, living in a castle with a lot of servants.

Victor: "..." It doesn't make sense, I have barely lived in this castle. How do I dream of such a perfect scene?

The children of the five Viscounts are simply five little devils. When they are in class, they can’t find people in the castle. As a hard-working family teacher, Victor is looking for people curiously.

He passed through the grassy atrium and saw a small house in the depths of the garden. There was also a personal lake in front, with a swing on it.

Sitting on a swing is a beautiful woman, the text is difficult to describe her beauty of one thousandth.

Victor felt that this scene was very familiar and could not help but go forward and wanted to see it carefully.

At this time, something suddenly moved on the ground, scaring Victor a jump.

He fixed his eyes and saw that it was a small radish head with five heads. From the top down, I can only see a fluffy and soft blush curl, and Mao has a vortex in the middle.

Victor: "..."

The little radish head said in an old-fashioned autumn: "This is my site. You dare to come in, you are my prey."

"..."

but! Victor can't stop himself! ! He is now loving in both eyes! ! Was born by Xiao Tailun!

This is a real little antique! The spiritual world is also true, young and young!

Victor: "Hey, hey, hey... kid, how old are you?"

"..."

Little Tyrone stepped back: "Forget it, eating something weird will make you sick."

Victor: "..." Is your wife a "strange thing"? ? ? You are very good, small antiques, this account I remember on the antiques.

Tyrone said that because of the mixed blood, he grew up very quickly when he was a child, but he remained in adolescence for a long time. This should be the result of the constant game between the devil and the elves: the devil must have the ability to protect himself and forage when he is young, but the elf has a long period of learning and growth and laying the foundation.

Little Tyrone is in such an awkward period. He has to eat a lot every day, and his stomach is like a never-ending black hole. His fangs and offensive instinct were almost mature from an early age, but his size did not grow very fast.

At the node of about five years old, Little Tyron walked and swayed.

The viscount's boys thought he was very bullied and appeared in groups to bully him.

......

Then Xiao Tailun knocked them all down.

Adult Victor is stunned, and the five-year-old Little Tyron has a stronger fighting power than him! At least five bear children between the ages of three and thirteen will not be able to do so easily.

Victor hesitantly took a medical kit, adorned behind Little Tyrone, followed him back to the small house in the backyard.

Xiao Tailun: "What are you doing with me? You should not be short of food."

Victor: "You... you are hurt, if the infection is not good, I will give you some medicine."

Xiao Tailun accepted his medicine and then lost two fruits to him: "I don't take advantage of you, exchange it with you. We don't owe each other, you can roll it."

Victor: "..." Do you dare to say "roll" to your wife? I will regret you later, I will tell you! !

There is another extra for the old antiques.

This dream was too interesting. In the evening, Victor was lying on the tutor's bed. He couldn't sleep, thinking that he would wake up in reality when he fell asleep.

He grabbed his blanket and crept back to see the little antiques.

It was midnight, and Tyrone’s half-elves beauty mommy didn’t know where to go. Little Tyrone sat alone on the wall.

——Small people, short legs, can only sit on the wall, or they will easily lose balance and fall.

Little Tyrone is feeding the cat.

The cat is also really small, the one with a big palm, and I can barely see it behind a tile on the wall.

Little Tyrone's face is also a big palm, frowning with serious eyebrows. When young, the eyes are light golden in the moonlight, and the two lips are as tender as jelly, almost translucent. He is teaching the cat in an old-fashioned manner: "Who asked you to go out and steal things? You are seen, and you are dead at a foot."

Cat: "Mi Mi."

Xiao Tailun: "You are not convinced? I will give you a kick now."

Cat: "Hey."

Xiao Tailun: "I will leave you alone."

"Mi Mi..." The cat then pulled out two gold coins and placed them in the hands of Little Tyrone.

Xiao Tailun said: "Hey, I have raised you because you have talent, but you didn't let you steal now. You are now being killed, and my expenses for raising you in the past two months are all gone. You still owe me a lot of things, so now I am honestly growing up, and I will crush you when I am older."

The cat was stunned after listening to it. It was about to hear that he was useful to him. He was very happy and licked him with his side face.

Little Tyron pulled out a piece of bread and fed the cat one by one.

After a while, he looked down at Victor under the wall and said with a disgust: "How are you still here? Did you hear enough?"

Victor had a feeling of misunderstanding the Holy Land. He said with guilt: "Sorry, I want to see you."

Little Tyron licked a piece of bread: "say ‘ah’.”

Victor is also used to listening to old antiques, subconsciously: "Ah?"

Little Tyrone was very satisfied with his obedience, so he made a decision and threw the bread into his mouth.

After being fed by Little Tyrone, Victor became a small Taylor.

Xiao Tailun: "Is this not a matter of righteousness? You have eaten my things, you are my human beings."

Victor is rushing: "I will help you steal things!"

Xiao Tailun: "The shame, the cat knows to steal money."

Victor: "..." Little antiques! You are waiting for me! I will bully the old antiques when I go back! Gentleman revenge, two thousand years is not too late! !

It turned out that the old antiques also raised cats when they were young. Keep your concentration and be careful, and if you have a bite to eat, you will definitely remember the cat.

Victor later went to see them often and sent the blankets out by the way.

The small antiques will cover the blankets on themselves and the cats, and then wait for Victor to help them lick the corners, wait for a good night, and finally return to the good night.

Only then the cat died very early. In the age of war, what life is short, it only lived for two years and died of gastrointestinal diseases.

The small antiques have grown to seven and a half years old, and the size is still not big. I still see a little green.

Victor is a bit strange, this time seems to him no feeling at all, still like a dream. He was fascinated, as if he had passed a junction for two years, the kitten became a big cat, a small antique or a small antique, and Victor just turned a scene in his dream.

In the dream, Victor just turned a thought and felt that he had a lot of spell knowledge. Even if he didn't go to the secret to be a mainstream mage, he could open a shop or teach something else.

With such a thought, in the next scene, he is a respected mage.

Mr. Victor has changed from a tutor of the Viscount to a consultant. The five nephews of the year have gone out one by one. The eldest son of the fifteen years old has gone out of business, and every time he returns home, he is very respectful to Victor.

Victor still likes to run in the backyard.

The cat later tried to steal things, but Xiao Tailun had developed a cautious habit that he couldn’t get the money back. He would bring back prey like birds and fish out of shame. Little Tyrone never said it, as if he had forgotten what he said when he was a child.

After the cat died, Little Tyrone buried it in the yard.

He didn't have any concept of "being in the earth for security." He was born almost innate, many things were out of the instinct of the little devil, and the wisdom of learning the human society around him - so this behavior was taught by Victor. of.

Little Tyrone buried the cat and stood silent with Victor.

Suddenly, Little Tyron said: "What makes my heart difficult?"

Victor is full of tenderness and says, "It is ‘like’.”

Xiao Tailun said: "Take it, I don't want it."

Victor hugged him and couldn't speak. After a while, he said: "But you always have to get used to it. Your life will be very long, it will be wonderful, and many people will come with you. There are many people who finally leave you. Everyone in the world has nothing to do with leaving."

Xiao Tailun said: "I shouldn't like this kind of creature that is so weak and so easy to die. I won't like it any more in the future. If you do humans and elves, you will easily like this kind of thing, it will be easy to be sad. Since this is the case, Still be a devil is more happy."

When I said this, Xiao Tailun had been in contact with the bluebell for some time.

The old antiques never "liked" the cat again.

Victor was distressed and died, and at night he died to sleep with small antiques.

Xiao Tailun said with a blank expression: "You, this human being, will only be pampered and proud?"

He looked very angry, and Victor moved out of his own little cake to marry him.

Xiao Tailun found the bribe under the steps and took a bribe. He let a little space open and let Victor go to bed.

Victor was full of old-fashioned minds, and secretly crossed out his accounts in his heart.

After a while, Xiao Tailun suddenly turned his face and said coldly: "You lazy human, don't you think you forgot something?"

Victor quickly returned to God, reached for the blanket to cover him, and the end was just right, then whispered: "Good night, my little antique."

The little antique said: "Good night, the last human being I have."

Victor: "..."

The little antique turned back and muttered himself: "There is no such thing as a weak thing."