The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Chapter 965: Elf, into my arms 37

It was bright, and the dim morning light fell on the elf tree, sending the first rays of light to the half-open leaves.

Aya Qingxuan and Ximi returned to their bodies, the elf breathed lightly with his eyes closed, and there were shallow tears at the corners of his eyes.

[...Host, what are you doing again? 】Zzz, who can't keep up with his mental power, is very curious, why is the villain still crying.

The little girl was serious and serious.

Mental strength is really exciting.

zz: ? ? ? So you guys went out and messed around behind my back!

Really embarrassed pig!

Ximi was taken back to the bedroom to rest, while Aya Qingxuan changed into the princess's exclusive costume and went to the meeting room to discuss.

The elders were calculating the time and strength with Bia. When Aya Qingxuan arrived, he saw them blowing their beards and staring at them, obviously because Bia was very angry.

"Am I asking too much? I just hope that the Terran soldiers who come to our Wingbirds will look better."

"Think about it, this not only solved the racial crisis, but also solved the problem of reproduction by the way, killing two birds with one stone, why am I so smart."

The old man slapped the table angrily, "It's just nonsense!"

"Irregular!"

Bia snorted, "Don't think you won by saying two more idioms than me... Hey, princess, you're here~"

When Bia's charming face met Ling Qingxuan, she immediately became obedient and docile, "Princess, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Ling Qingxuan nodded and asked directly, "Do you want to marry... marry Will?"

Bea:  …

"I hate it, princess, why are you so direct." Bia hurried to her side and said, "If we win the Demon Race, how about I be your human race's daughter-in-law?"

Really rushed to give Will a hug.

Ling Qingxuan thought about how she fell in love with Xi Mixiu yesterday, looked at her, and said earnestly, "Come on."

Bea: ? ? ? How did you say these two words in such a complicated tone!

"Princess, the messengers of the winged bird clan are too childish. I think the human clan cannot cooperate with them." The elder frowned.

Bia began to shout again, "You old man, just say something bad behind your back, why say it in front of my face, it hurts my young and fragile heart."

Elder:  …

"Bia." Ling Qingxuan directly ignored the elder's questioning and asked her, "What do you think of this incident."

The Demons announced that they would attack the Wingbirds, but they sneaked into the Humans.

Now the other remaining races are afraid of the demon race, but the elf tree has made them covet the human race again.

Bia smiled, "From the first time I saw the princess, I knew that the princess and I would get along very well."

"Come on, let's talk a little bit about our daughter's family. Don't listen to these old men."

Bia directly unfolded the magic barrier, and deliberately made it transparent, but she couldn't hear the sound.

The elders could only see her beaming in the barrier, beating drums in their hearts, and always felt that there was nothing good.

...

The number of soldiers who have learned healing magic is relatively small, and they have to prepare for war, so relatively few people come to town to diagnose and treat their subjects.

But one of them moved very neatly, and the subjects who were treated in his hands quickly became alive and well, so the subjects on his side also lined up more.

"Sir, thank you for your treatment." The subject thanked, just as the wind was blowing, the hood fell, and the man's face appeared.

"You... Holy Son of Hutt!"

Some people are retreating, and some people are approaching.

The subjects who believe in the Hall of Light still trust Hutt.

The captain of the guard heard the commotion and walked over, "What happened?"

"The Son of Hutt has appeared."

The captain of the guard immediately held down the sword on his waist, "Hurt, why are you here?"

He missed the best chance to defend himself, and he is no longer the Holy Son of Guangming Temple.

"Holy Son, is it true that you are complicit with the Demon Race?" the subject asked.

Hurt still looked at the crowd with the same loving and compassionate look he had before, "Of course not. I found out that the king was killed by Queen Della, so Queen Della framed me."

This wave of melons made the subjects unable to return to God for a long time. Was the king actually killed by the person next to him?

The captain of the guard kept his instructions in mind and said solemnly, "Hurt, no matter what the truth is, please come with us first."

"Why do you treat the Holy Son like this, please restore the identity of the Holy Son and open the Hall of Light!"

Most of the subjects were on Hutt's side.

Hurt was surrounded and chuckled at the captain of the guard, "I practice according to the will of God, in order to benefit my subjects, and I hope that the captain of the guard will obey the will of the people."

"Yes, you should be arresting the queen, how can you slander the Son!"

The riots of the subjects made the escort's order maintenance seem inadequate.

"Quick, go to the palace to ask Princess Nalin." The chief guard sent someone to go to the palace first.

A group of people followed Hutt to the Hall of Light. The guards could not hurt the subjects, but could only watch Hutt open the door of the Hall of Light in a grand manner.

In the expectation of all the subjects, Hutt stepped in.

The holy light suddenly lit up, and pain swept through Hurt's body.

No, he has been enshrined for so many years, just because he wants to live on the side of the demons, will the Hall of Light abandon him?

If God can't hear his appeal, why can't he change to another race.

Hurt forced his way in, but the result was even more radiant. He was burned and bounced off in the eyes of everyone's astonishment.

"What's the matter?" The subject looked confused.

"Because he lied and had an affair with the demons, the Hall of Light rejected him."

Bia followed Will here, her voice bright.

"It's Will's **** and the messenger of the Wing Birds." The subjects still knew them, after all, the two often patrolled in and out of the town.

"The human race is easy to be deceived by appearances. Let's show you the magic energy he carries." Bia's wings fluttered in the wind, and when Hulla waved it, Hutt couldn't dodge, and the magic energy on his body was shot out. .

A purple-black halo enveloped him, and he angrily hit the ground, shooting magic directly to attack Bia.

The attack was blocked by Will's sword.

The subjects began to panic and backed away from Hutt.

They were deceived.

Still the most trusted person.

"My subjects, you are all human like me, why should you listen to the words of the dragon and the winged bird!"

The subjects frowned and thought, seeing is believing, the light on Holy Son Hutt is different.

It used to be a soft and warm holy light, although it was only a little bit, it could still make them feel it.

Now it is completely cold and wet, with malice.

That is the breath of the devil.

"It just so happens that you have thrown yourself into the trap, don't run away, you are in charge of the food in prison."

Bia fluttered her wings and rushed over.