Son of the Olden Days

There is no way, in life, it is inevitable to experience all kinds of hardships. When it is time to bow to evil forces, Thor never stiffens his neck. Being able to bend and stretch is a kind of great wisdom. The Demon King Thor comforted himself in his heart, and decisively threw his **** dignity on the ground and stepped on a few feet.

"Since you recognize your mistakes, are you willing to confess to this goddess?" Neferna held her hands condescendingly.

"I do!" Sol replied quickly, so as not to delay any changes.

"Okay!" Neferna no longer pressed her, just stretched out her slender legs, stretched her toes and pulled off her gauze stockings.

These white and clean feet are obviously not sensible when they look at them. Why do they become so seductive and attractive just because there is an extra soul in the magic puppet? Doesn't it make sense? Suddenly Saul felt that his logic was a little confused, but it didn't matter at the moment.

The important thing is that we are talking about repentance and redemption? Well, what did you suddenly take off your socks? Why are you so hungry when you come back? This is not to... let me wash her socks, right? Sol felt for a moment that he couldn't understand at all.

"Lick it then." Neferna patted her white little feet on the edge of the bed and shook her chin, her lovely toes still bends.

"Oh." Saul lowered his head subconsciously, but his face split when he lowered his head.

What am I...what to lick? Saul's face was filled with black smoke, and he felt the power of the demon in his body running around again. This time, we have to catch her and swollen her little butt. No, it's a straight tie. Is it really a bully to be a big devil?

"Ah! Don't come over! What are you going to do?" Neferna screamed and ran away quickly, feeling the great devil turned his face.

"Come here, I'm going to punch a hole in you." Old Saul had a bewildered smile, feeling that he had been eroded by evil.

"Hey~! It's scary, I don't want it! Besides, aren't you afraid to break it?" Neferna made an evil temptation while hiding.

"Break off... I have to fight with you too!" Old Saul dog jumped from the bed with his teeth and claws, and cruelly threw the puppet into the corner. Then... it was inhumane and inhumane... well, after all, it was still self-torture.

In the end it was as hard as iron, but there was nowhere to fight. Thor suspected that this was a new way of revenge that Neferna had come up with.

"Yeah! Bad guy, you are not human." Neferna's exclamation and swooping sound came from the corner.

"I have a dark physique or someone?" Old Saul was enchanted.

"Um~ I was wrong, okay?" Neferna made a soft and greasy voice begging for mercy, and Saul instantly ignited.

Griffin, the little wolf dog, who was awakened, opened his eyes again and took a look. Well, there are two neuroses now. It flinched in the corner of the wall and covered its eyes with its paws, occasionally sneaking a glance at the bad images in front of it, feeling that its original innocent wolf life was suddenly complicated.

Neferna didn't lie, she did wake up the next day, just to see if this guy cared about herself.

I was relieved when he said that if you are well, she hid in the buttons of her coat and cried desperately, covering her mouth. Knowing that he is a big liar, he just talked casually, but he still cried like a fool.

In Neferna's life, no, no one had ever said these things to her even if she added many years of her career as a goddess in her previous life. Uuuuu~ This bad guy actually dared to make herself cry, and she had to torture him well, so she just stubbornly didn't show up.

When he wandered lonely in the wilderness, she actually wandered around him, but he couldn't see himself unless she wanted him to see. Seeing his silent look, she felt that her heart was also empty, silent and sad.

Accompanied him to go out, dangled outside with him for two days, accompany him with nowhere to rest, and finally accompany him back. She originally wanted to take the initiative to jump out and admit a mistake, but when she thought of his usual bad manners, she said something else as soon as she said it.

Neferna finally understood that what he said was right.

What divine status, glory, wealth and power is a fart, he is the luck she wants to keep most in her life.

The next day, Sol got up early and began to prepare his loving breakfast. After the Lord Goddess got up, she hurriedly welcomed her to the table, and then squeezed her back and thumped her legs around her. It was terrible. It is estimated that Diller, the dogleg king, would be ashamed of seeing it.

Sol had asked very clearly last night that Neferna could complete the process of preparing the medicine smoothly, as long as she helped her prepare the materials in advance. She said that the consumption of mental power is relatively large, but eating more ghosts can make up for it.

Sol thinks this will work, what else do you want? So he embarked on Diller's dogleg road painfully and happily. All the humiliation is worth it. Hasn't the hero always lived like that? He is obviously a tolerant hero.

After the Lord Goddess was satisfied with the meal, Old Saul dared to put his humble request on the table.

The scarlet potion Thor hasn't been prepared for the time being, but another one is prepared first. If it changes the world, it depends on the second one in the final analysis. The materials for the magic pattern crystal source and the star pattern grass were prepared for the bottle of blood colored potion, but the second potion was very simple.

Sol found that the several materials needed for the second medicine are very similar to the materials used in the preparation of low-level lucid medicines, except that there are more additions and reductions in them. The relevant materials are already prepared on the road by Sol. The magic pattern crystal source is simple.

To be honest, looking at these low-level materials, Saul is not sure, would it be an exaggeration to say that this has changed the world? Theoretically, the required mental power was inferred from the materials, and perhaps the mental power of the second potion could be afforded by itself, but Thor did not blindly try it.

Since I nodded and bowed to accompany the smiling face here, I had to squeeze the little mushroom monster to coax her into doing her best.

As for the arrogance of the mushroom monster, Saul didn't care at all, and his years of struggle with the mushroom monster had taught him how to hide himself. When she finds a real opportunity to throw her down one day, she will understand why the big devil is the big devil.

So Neferna shook the crystal bottle over there, and Saul humbled and asked warmly beside her. This ghost mushroom will even sweat when paired with it? Saul also couldn't figure out the principle of this, but it didn't affect his dogleg expressing himself with a handkerchief.

When the second bottle of potion came out, Saul still felt a little shocked. From the outside, it was obviously not a low-level sober potion, but it was also a monochromatic blue as a sea. The key is that the blue is also fluorescent blue, which will glow in the dark.

Sol almost couldn't help pouring a bottle directly, but in the end he restrained it and used the good things in useful places.

So time just passed by the shaking of the crystal bottle. Sol usually asked Neferna to make a bottle every morning, and then took her out to hunt... Well, eat ghosts, and finally make the crescent moon. The wilderness on this side of the village is much safer.

By the time when the door of the secret realm was opened, Thor already had five bottles of blood-colored potions and ten bottles of azure potions in his hand, which was enough for the time being. Anyway, if you still need something in the future, continue to coax the little mushroom monster and it will be over.

Although none of these medicines have proven their effects, Thor has no doubt that he can't get the same thing every time he fails.

In the autumn of the 72nd year of the dark calendar, August has just begun, and it has been at least more than a year since Thor left the City of Freedom.

The first day of August happened to be Lei Yaori, not a special day, but from the beginning of the morning on this day, Thor began to walk around restlessly. Because if there is no error in all aspects of intelligence, the door of the secret realm will be opened today.

In order to wait for this day, Sol deliberately prepared five scrolls of the secret dungeon. He wanted to tear it apart when he woke up and opened his eyes, but he was afraid of getting unsatisfactory results. Only then did they forcefully prepare breakfast, and the two of them finished eating absent-mindedly.

Both Neferna and Griffin knew what it meant to Saul today, and seeing him look insufferable, it made a ghost and a little wolf inexplicably nervous. When it was just morning, Sol thought maybe he could try it.

With a solemn expression on his face, Sol took out a scroll of a secret dungeon, and Thor carefully tore it open like a pilgrimage. It was something that would have results in an instant, but the two and a wolf felt so long. Until a moment of silence passed, there was a kind of pulling sensation in the air.

A familiar, blue-filled, long-lost secret door finally appeared silently in the hotel room of Xinyue Village.

"Heh~" Seeing this familiar scene, Saul couldn't help but breathe out abruptly, even his eyes were a little red for an instant.

He never thought that it was such a difficult thing to go home, but fortunately, the road is now open, and you can just step on it.

Saul couldn't help but think of a book he had read before, which described the sudden evil raging on a certain continent, with bones everywhere. The protagonist who was sent to work in the distance survived by chance, and was going to go home to stay with his wife and children, and die together.

This idea became the only belief of the protagonist in the end of the day. It was originally only a straight line for one or two years. In order to avoid the evil along the way to ensure his own survival, the protagonist just hid and walked on the road with his feet for ten years, and finally reunited with his family. .

That book may be used to express the protagonist's unyielding spirit and persistence through an exaggerated time span. It should be regarded as an inspirational book. It's just that after being seen by Saul, who was suffering from his youth at the time, he actually saw it as a joke.

What the **** are you kidding me? Walking on the road for ten years? Afraid that your family is getting old, right? How many variables have happened in these ten years?

In the end, although Saul was relieved by the protagonist's ending, he couldn't empathize with the story itself. Until today, facing the door of the secret realm, Sol did not understand that ten years is what, as long as I can go back a hundred years, I will show it to you, even if I die on the road.

"Let's go home!" Saul turned around and held Neferna tightly in his arms. "Wow~" Griffin the little wolf dog whimpered, saying that he probably hadn't played enough and wanted to wander for a few more years, but Sol put the dog's head in his arms.

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