053, those tangled moods

The so-called newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. What the ancients said is usually right.

At the moment when Blackcuron said that he did not eat apples, all the people who could escape in the kitchen fled, and the people who could not escape also built a solid fortress with pots and pans, hoping to suffer less skin injuries when they were angry.

But there is only one... one, not only did he not run away in confusion, but also made a light bulb and loudspeaker with his head held high.

"Apple! Apples!"

"Ah, ah, please don't scream. I almost don't even know the word apple!"

Yin beat the table crazily, and the little turkey on the hat still tirelessly repeated the keywords of last night.

Haimerlin, who was thinking about chess, didn't know the inside story and said with a smile, "If it wants to eat an apple, let it eat it well. It's been a day."

Suti, sitting opposite her, whispered in horror: "It's not going to eat apples." Then he frowned and hinted at him for a long time. Heimlin finally understood what she meant. He looked deeply at the blackcurrant, who seemed to be sleeping in the corner of the sofa, and put the bishop in his hand down with a smile.

The little turkey still skimmed. Yin finally collapsed, took it off his hat and threatened fiercely: "Shut up! If you dare to say apples, I will stew you for Xiao Huang for lunch!" Hearing his name, Xiao Yemei quickly came out of the pocket of Blackcurrant's coat, and a pair of triangular ears trembled. As soon as the little turkey saw the natural enemy appear, he immediately closed his mouth.

The hall finally calmed down. Yin yawned and lay on the armrest of the sofa and was sleepy - last night, the little turkey ** recited "apple" in the kitchen. In order not to be self-defeating and make the blackcurrant more angry, she had to give up the good opportunity to explain and quickly took it back to the room. As a result, it was a little guy. She didn't rest all night, and naturally she didn't sleep.

"Idalus..." As soon as he developed a little sleep, he was awakened by this sound. Yin didn't realize who made the sound. The corpse blackjia lun had captured the murderer.

The little turkey was pinched in the throat, and its eyes protruded its wings and fluttered randomly, making a strange cry. Yin smiled and said, "You deserve it. Who makes your mouth cheap." With that, he still broke the black gallon's fingers to save it. This time, the little turkey finally learned to be good. His head shrank under his wings and squatted between the two.

"Ha ha ha, where did you get the parrot? It's so talkative." The golden light flashed, and Cameron appeared in the transmission array in the center of the hall, still wearing a nightgown, which seemed to be awakened by a small turkey.

Yin quickly got up to help him: "Xiao Hong is hatched from the spirit beast egg, and she doesn't look like a parrot."

Cameon waved his hand to indicate that she didn't have to come over. He sat down on the single sofa opposite them. Although his face was still very bad, he looked much better. He hooked his finger and said, "Little guy, come and have a look?" The little turkey was eager to stay away from the two natural enemies and quickly jumped over with its wings.

Although the things hatched in the spirit beast's eggs are unknown, people's imagination is always limited by the knowledge structure. Yin feels that she should not dream of any species in a different world. She thinks that maybe Cameron is well-informed and may not be able to recognize Xiaohong's breed.

But the result was still disappointing. Cameen turned around with a small turkey in one hand and observed it a few times. Finally, he shook his head: "It's really not like a parrot. The beak is a little thin and a little longer, and the color of the feathers is quite rare. Few birds in nature are so red and eye-catching. It's so small that it's easy to be eaten by natural enemies.

Yin smiled: "The natural enemy? Are you talking about the two of them? His thumb pointed to the black currant who continued to take a nap and the night charm that only showed one ear.

Camein put the little turkey on his knee, and the little guy obediently put away his paws and went to sleep. Such brightly-colored birds are either aggressive or rely on fierce symbiotic creatures, just like crocodiles and swallows... What are you laughing at?" In the middle of Cameron's words, he suddenly found that Suti and Haimerlin were covering their mouths desperately and holding out strange laughter.

"What's so funny!" Yin glanced at them angrily, knowing that they must have compared themselves to crocodiles in their hearts.

Blackcurrant opened one eye to look at her, and there were faint signs of warping at the corners of his mouth. Yin was so angry that she kicked him fiercely and said, "If you dare to laugh, I will eat you!"

Only then did Cameron understand what the children were laughing at. He endured it and tried to change the topic: "Don't talk about this, Yin, for the sake of your mother, I have a kind invitation. I hope you can agree."

Yin was climbing on the shoulder of the black gallon to pinch his neck. Hearing this, she quickly sat upright: "What's the matter?"

Perhaps due to the solemn tone, Suti and Haimerlin, who were playing chess, also consciously stopped and turned to look at them.

"Well, His Majesty the King of the Empire, that is, Haimolin's father, has sent four groups of people to find trouble. As you can see, he even found a magician, who seems to be determined to get it," Cameron combed the red hair of the little turkey in one hand and said melancholy, "I thought it was up to me. The magic cultivation is enough to protect the child. I just want to talk to you about your mother and give you my pocket watch by the way, but now I have to re-examine the situation. I think maybe..."

Haimerlin interrupted: "No, teacher, I have talked to them about this issue. You don't have to worry about me."

Cameen looked at Yin with some surprise, and Yin also looked back with the same look. Finally, the two looked at the black gallon together, and the latter did not open his eyes: "We sent him to the Doran Fortress. Beria is a permanently neutral country, and we don't need to interfere in the future."

"Then? What exchange did you offer?" Yin hugged his arm and tilted his head to look at him.

"Am I that kind of person?" Blackcurrant asked calmly.

Yin nodded firmly: "Yes."

Before the onlookers laughed, the onlookers broke their skills first. Hemerlin laughed and raised his hand to adjust: "In exchange, I signed a document for you." Before he finished his words, he heard the black gallon calmly make up: "Deed of sale." Suti, who was drinking juice, sprayed innocently.

The corners of Yin's mouth twitched: "What the hell is it?"

Blackcurrant took out a piece of paper folded twice from his pocket and handed it out. Yin took it and unfolded it. He couldn't help but be stunned: "Pass?"

"Well, although my father sent someone to kill me, for the empire, I am still the future heir to the throne, which is still important." Heimlin smiled and handed Suti a tissue.

That's a sketchy pass - using the note left to them by Solandal last time, and the content is also very simple. As the first prince of the empire, they are allowed to go in and out of the Hegway Military Research Institute, and the "Haimlin Lucas" is signed below. Big name.

He folded the note again and threw it back to him casually.

Cameen disagreed: "Are you going to Beria to seek asylum? What if your father finds out? If Beria wants to be neutral, she will definitely hand you over. It's too dangerous to do so.

"No, I'm just wandering," Heimlin corrected gently. "Try to find what I've always wanted."

The old man was silent and seemed to hear something out of his words. Instead, Su Ti picked up the juice again and asked worriedly, "Isn't it inconvenient for you to wander like this?"

Haimlin rearranged his wife who had just knocked down: "Isn't it better to die in the hands of his own father?" He smiled at her and said, "It's okay. I still have a leg. I can walk on crutches. In the past, I was just too lazy to practice, and people were always forced out."

Because she missed the tea party, Su Ti didn't know who gave her to her foot injury. She just nodded slightly and looked at Yin with a consulting eye. She seemed to feel that it was not kind to let such a person wander alone. Since Yin could accept herself, she might also accept this disabled brother.

But Yin misunderstood what she meant. She thought that she was silently blaming herself for making trouble, but she couldn't take the initiative to take responsibility. She bit her lips and thought for a long time, and finally said, "Why don't... don't go to Beria. It's my fault that you will be so embarrassed as you are now. What can you do to succeed to the throne smoothly? Let's talk about it."

Her sudden change of gossip made everyone a little unprepared. Of course, the most surprised one was Haimerlin himself. He sat at the table in a while and confirmed for a long time that he really heard it correctly. He asked in disbelief, "Have you changed your mind? But why...why did you suddenly decide to help me?"

"No why." Yin fell to the sofa and didn't want to talk about this topic again.

After spending a few days getting used to walking on crutches, Hemerlin said that he could start. Although he was still worried about Cameron, who was seriously injured, he could attract the gunfire, which was better for him to have a good rest. In addition, the skin wounds have healed under the influence of magic. As long as he can rest, he will recover quickly. Life has nightmares to take care of, and they really can't help them stay.

Before leaving, Cameron reluctantly sent them out of the castle, rubbed Yin's cheeks repeatedly with his rough hands, and said, "I gave him to you. I hope you get along well. If you need help at any time, don't be polite. You can come back to me." Yin's eyes were slightly red and hugged him gently: "I will."

Blackcurrant stared at the scene in front of him indifferently and asked the person beside him without squinting, "Have you talked to her behind my back?"

Heimlin shook his head: "I swear on the honor of the Lucas family, I have never done this."

"Then how do you explain her behavior these days?"

Since she promised to help him ascend the throne, Yin has been practicing walking with crutches with Hemerlin. He spends almost most of his time on him. It's hard to believe that she was very resistant to this matter a few days ago. Heimlin frowned slightly sadly: "I don't know. Maybe it's because of conscience and morality. Just like Margaret in those years, some people have absolute freedom, but they still choose to torture themselves."

Blackcurrant's eyes are shining with a chill, and his voice is low but deterrent: "You'd better not be fearless, or I will kill you."

Hemerlin smiled and nodded: "The lion in the cage is still a lion. Don't worry, Camus is dead. I won't be stupid enough to fight against you."

"That's the best." Yin over there had finished saying goodbye to Cameron and turned to them who had been waiting for a long time. Blackcurrant's short sentence ended the negotiation and followed the way behind Yin without saying a word.