That figure...could it be Xiao Heitan? As soon as I stirred, my vision began to blur.

At this moment, the black shadow seemed to have noticed us. He paused and turned around slowly. For me, every second passed too slowly, as if I had to wait for thousands of years before I could wait for the other person.

Complete the turning action and get a glimpse of the real face.[]

There was exactly one sentence that caused people to search for him thousands of times, but there he was, in the dim light: "Why is it you, you bastard old man!!"

The next moment, I stopped shaking, stopped choking on my words, and stopped being weak. I flew up high and kicked Tomoyo, who turned around.

"Why can't it be me? Today's young people don't know how to respect the elderly. It's a pity that I'm still here working hard." The other party just gently stretched out a finger, and suddenly, an invisible wall in the air blocked this move.

Flying kick.

"Repay my expectations and my feelings, you bastard!" I burst into tears.

"It's none of my business that you're just waiting and acting blindly." Old Farah rolled his eyes and turned his head again.

That's right, this thin figure shrouded in a black cloak is old Farah and not Little Heitan. In fact, we should have discovered it early on. Although my Little Heitan is also thin, he is not that tall. It was just just now

I was so confused by the news about Longhuncao that I didn't even notice such an obvious difference.

Damn it, it’s really hateful. Although I’m very reluctant, there’s nothing I can do about it. Who can blame this kind of thing?

It's all Guo Jia's fault!!!

After calming down a little, I remembered that now was not the time to pay attention to old man Farah.

Where is the little black tan? Where is my little black tan?

Looking past Old Farah and falling behind him, the ice coffin made by his own hands was placed in the depression in the center of the magic circle. It was covered with magic textures and formed one with the entire magic circle in the room.

My precious daughter was lying quietly inside, with a peaceful sleeping look on her thin and pitiful face, just like when I sealed her, there was no change at all.

"Little Heitan."

With a trembling voice, I walked step by step to the ice coffin and stared at the people inside. I gradually became obsessed with it, wishing that time would stand still like this forever and keep watching until I could get enough of it.

No matter how much you look at it, you can’t get enough of it, right?

Holding the ice coffin tightly, his vision unknowingly became moist and blurred.

"I said, you are in the way, could you please get out of the way?" In front of such a touching scene of father and daughter meeting, a discordant voice sounded harshly.

"He turned around and glared fiercely. The instigator, Roger the First, was waving his hands away with a troubled look on his face."

"You old man, do you want to separate me from Xiao Heitan? There is no way." I immediately transformed into Godzilla, spitting fire everywhere.

"It must be the bear that escaped from your house." Faced with Godzilla's threat, Farah turned back to Zeluka expressionlessly.

"I'm sorry, Lord Farah, my Highness has caused you trouble."

Jeluka bowed slightly, stepped forward, and with superior force, took my collar and pulled me to the side.

Wait, wait, Jeluka, which side are you on? Let me go and wait for me to pull out the last few beards of this old man. Wait, wait, I said wait, violence is forbidden, vain attempts

Using force to achieve your goal is the stupidest way. Where is the president? I want to see the president!

Facing the power of the Twelve Knights (the last one), the angry Godzilla was dragged away from his most beloved toy, the Empire State Building, by the lizard's tail.

What a mess!

"I'll take care of you later." He turned around and glared at the traitor Huang Duanzi and the maid.

"Old Farah, why are you here, and what do you want to do to my little Heitan?" Seeing Old Farah holding his beard in a contemplative manner, and circling the ice coffin, although I already understood it, I still didn't understand.

He shouted willingly.

"Well, didn't Akara tell you?" Old Man Farah raised his head and glanced at me in his busy schedule.

"Don't mention this to me, I was fooled by those two old foxes."

Thinking of the interesting and mysterious looks that Akara and Kane showed from time to time in the black shop yesterday, I couldn't help but roar, and I had the tendency to turn black again.

The same goes for Willas and the others. They knew it but didn't tell me, just when they were in Ice Valley. I can understand that they were worried about Artoria and me, and they hid it because they were afraid that I would be distracted. But after they came back, they didn't tell me.

You still dare to hide it from your husband, everyone is a bad person and deserves a spanking!

"You must have been fooled again. What a poor creature."

Seeing me like this, old Farah, who had suffered so much from the two old foxes, still didn't understand what was going on, so he narrowed his eyes with pity and sneer.

"Don't worry, tell me what's going on. Why hasn't Little Heitan been resurrected yet?"

I took a look at the ice coffin, and it was clear that the dragon grass appeared magically the day after Artoria and I left. Half a year later, Xiao Heitan is still lying on the ice.

Inside the coffin?

"Magic idiot, I usually ask you to read more about the basics of magic. Where did you learn it? Do you think that you can resurrect just by feeding her Dragon Sun Grass?" Old Farah looked at me with disdain and said disdainfully.

"if not?"

That figure of mine...could it be Xiao Heitan? As soon as I stirred, my vision began to blur.

At this moment, the black shadow seemed to have noticed us. He paused and turned around slowly. For me, every second passed too slowly, as if I had to wait for thousands of years before I could wait for the other person.

Complete the turning action and get a glimpse of the real face.

There was exactly one sentence that caused people to search for him thousands of times, but there he was, in the dim light: "Why is it you, you bastard old man!!"

The next moment, I stopped shaking, stopped choking on my words, and stopped being weak. I flew up high and kicked Tomoyo, who turned around.

"Why can't it be me? Today's young people don't know how to respect the elderly. It's a pity that I'm still here working hard." The other party just gently stretched out a finger, and suddenly, an invisible wall in the air blocked this move.

Flying kick.

"Repay my expectations and my feelings, you bastard!" I burst into tears.

"It's none of my business that you're just waiting and acting blindly." Old Farah rolled his eyes and turned his head again.

That's right, this thin figure shrouded in a black cloak is old Farah and not Little Heitan. In fact, we should have discovered it early on. Although my Little Heitan is also thin, he is not that tall. It was just just now

I was so confused by the news about Longhuncao that I didn't even notice such an obvious difference.

Damn it, it’s really hateful. Although I’m very reluctant, there’s nothing I can do about it. Who can blame this kind of thing?

It's all Guo Jia's fault!!!

After calming down a little, I remembered that now was not the time to pay attention to old man Farah.

Where is the little black tan? Where is my little black tan?

Looking past Old Farah and falling behind him, the ice coffin made by his own hands was placed in the depression in the center of the magic circle. It was covered with magic textures and formed one with the entire magic circle in the room.

My precious daughter was lying quietly inside, with a peaceful sleeping look on her thin and pitiful face, just like when I sealed her, there was no change at all.

"Little Heitan."

With a trembling voice, I walked step by step to the ice coffin and stared at the people inside. I gradually became obsessed with it, wishing that time would stand still like this forever and keep watching until I could get enough of it.

No matter how much you look at it, you can’t get enough of it, right?

Holding the ice coffin tightly, his vision unknowingly became moist and blurred.

"I said, you are in the way, could you please get out of the way?" In front of such a touching scene of father and daughter meeting, a discordant voice sounded harshly.

"He turned around and glared fiercely. The instigator, Roger the First, was waving his hands away with a troubled look on his face."

"You old man, do you want to separate me from Xiao Heitan? There is no way." I immediately transformed into Godzilla, spitting fire everywhere.

"It must be the bear that escaped from your house." Faced with Godzilla's threat, Farah turned back to Zeluka expressionlessly.

"I'm sorry, Lord Farah, my Highness has caused you trouble."

Jeluka bowed slightly, stepped forward, and with superior force, took my collar and pulled me to the side.

Wait, wait, Jeluka, which side are you on? Let me go and wait for me to pull out the last few beards of this old man. Wait, wait, I said wait, violence is forbidden, vain attempts

Using force to achieve your goal is the stupidest way. Where is the president? I want to see the president!

Facing the power of the Twelve Knights (the last one), the angry Godzilla was dragged away from his most beloved toy, the Empire State Building, by the lizard's tail.

What a mess!

"I'll take care of you later." He turned around and glared at the traitor Huang Duanzi and the maid.

"Old Farah, why are you here, and what do you want to do to my little Heitan?" Seeing Old Farah holding his beard in a contemplative manner, and circling the ice coffin, although I already understood it, I still didn't understand.

He shouted willingly.

"Well, didn't Akara tell you?" Old Man Farah raised his head and glanced at me in his busy schedule.

"Don't mention this to me, I was fooled by those two old foxes."

Thinking of the interesting and mysterious looks that Akara and Kane showed from time to time in the black shop yesterday, I couldn't help but roar, and I had the tendency to turn black again.

The same goes for Willas and the others. They knew it but didn't tell me, just when they were in Ice Valley. I can understand that they were worried about Artoria and me, and they hid it because they were afraid that I would be distracted. But after they came back, they didn't tell me.

You still dare to hide it from your husband, everyone is a bad person and deserves a spanking!

"You must have been fooled again. What a poor creature."

Seeing me like this, old Farah, who had suffered so much from the two old foxes, still didn't understand what was going on, so he narrowed his eyes with pity and sneer.

"Don't worry, tell me what's going on. Why hasn't Little Heitan been resurrected yet?"

I took a look at the ice coffin, and it was clear that the dragon grass appeared magically the day after Artoria and I left. Half a year later, Xiao Heitan is still lying on the ice.

Inside the coffin?

"Magic idiot, I usually ask you to read more about the basics of magic. Where did you learn it? Do you think that you can resurrect just by feeding her Dragon Sun Grass?" Old Farah looked at me with disdain and said disdainfully.

"if not?"

I am the kind of person who appreciates kindness without repaying it.

I thought about it and said.

"It's best if you do this."

In an instant, Farah's expression became happy, and she kept rubbing her hands together, obviously believing that I was a rich man.

"Waiting for the day when Xiao Heitan is resurrected."

“We have to wait until then.

"Suddenly, happiness turned into a bitter look.

"Of course, the results haven't come out yet. I'm willing to give it, but would you, the majestic president of the Mages Guild, be willing to accept it?"

"Of course I'm glad."

Lou: Angry…”

I had forgotten how shameless this guy was.

"Anyway, we'll see when the time comes, if Xiao. Heitan is really alive." I paused and smiled.

"Even if I donate all the money I have to the Mages Guild."

"Yeah, yeah, that's pretty much it. Wait, why is it the Mages' Guild!" Old Man Farah nodded with satisfaction at first, then realized something was wrong and flipped the table angrily.

"It's obviously my credit, why should I give this money to the Mages Guild?"

"Oh, aren't you the president of the Mages Guild? You have made a contribution, and it is natural for feedback to the Mages Guild. I believe that the entire Mages Guild will be proud of having such a selfless president like you, right, Fa~la

~Will~ grow~”

I lengthened my voice and laughed with interest.

Think I'm stupid. If I give the money directly to this old man, although most of the money will benefit the entire Mages Guild in the end, there is a high probability that some of it will be withheld by this old man to tinker with his Si-human experiments.

There are constant explosions, and I don't want to help them.

"You, you brat..." Old Man Farah was so depressed that he almost tore off a few more of his few remaining beards.

"However, when the time comes, I will reluctantly support you in some SI experiments." I accepted it and waited for Old Farah, who was smiling again, to speak word by word.

"The premise is that you can't use it to do experiments that will explode."

This sentence made the other person frown again.

"Damn, you brat is getting more and more cunning. You are almost like those two old foxes. What kind of evil did I, Farah, do in my last life? I would have met you guys. Damn it, I hate the elves. Now

, immediately, immediately pack up the package and leave."

Finally, the departing figure of old man Farah continued to utter such harsh words.

"What's wrong with this old man? Why does he look like he has a deep grudge against the elves?" I asked in confusion.

"Your Majesty, the idiot prince, please recall carefully what happened when you married your majesty." The pornographic lady responded in a roundabout way.

When you married Artolia?

I thought about it and then...

With a pop, he burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!