Bessimo had been suppressing himself because he was afraid that he would bring trouble to his master if he made a move. Although his master said that he was here for revenge, he knew that his master's father was most likely here, so he could not act rashly.
But at this time, he was angry. He could tolerate others scolding him. He endured it when his subjects were killed in front of him. But he would not allow anyone to scold his master in front of him. He said coldly, "You demon who killed your brother and nephew. With me here, you can forget about being a king. Humph, my master is the most distinguished guest of the elven capital. You, a demon with an impure bloodline, should bow down to him! "
In a flash, Bassimo transformed into a noble prince with a cold expression.
"Not bad. You didn't die even after being poisoned and having your meridians reversed." A person appeared in the air. He indeed looked like a human. Bessimo and Little Five did not finish talking just now. Elves with powerful magic power did not need to transform into elves.
Looking at his attire, he seemed to like humans very much.
He was Bessimo's uncle, Bei Heinong, who killed his own brother. A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.
"Bang!" Bei Heinong was suddenly knocked to the ground. Mu Lin 'er stood where he fell and said calmly, "You don't need to say too much to deal with scum like him. Bessimo, learn."
The knocked down Bei Heinong's mouth curled up into a devilish smile. There was a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"Ah!" With a scream, Mu Lin 'er and the people behind her saw Little Five instantly fall into Bei Heinong's hands. A dagger appeared in Bei Heinong's hand and slid down Little Five's bloody face. He said, "Since you can't break your brother's wings, you can replace him. That should be fine, right?"
The method was very cruel. Little Five would tremble in fear at the sight of a dead person, but his eyes were unfocused at this time.
"Let go of Little Five, you demon." Bessimo flew over in a flash, trying to save Little Five from Bei Heinong's hands. A figure with even faster speed had already flashed past him.
It was Bai Ai.
Two against one, Bei Heinong had a ten-year-old child in his hands, so there was no pressure at all.
"You dare to bully my friend? You're courting death." Yan Lan flew up as well. Beam after beam of light shot towards Bei Heinong. The three of them joined the battle.
But Bei Heinong still had the upper hand. He dealt with the three of them with one hand and carried Bei Xiaowu with the other as he flew around. Since he was able to deal with the three of them with ease, it seemed that his abilities were not limited to just this.
Mu Lin 'er thought, was this Bei Heinong deliberately testing her? However, he didn't disappoint him. 'I used my strength', haha.
It was unknown who had hit Bei Heinong, but his pain seemed to have been transferred to Xiaowu. Xiaowu whimpered and waved his hands non-stop, struggling. Bai Ai took the opportunity to snatch Bei Heinong away, and Yan Lan covered them, allowing them to retreat to a safe area.
Mu Lin 'er could see that the attack just now was not made by the three of them, but by the light emitted from the forest. It seemed to have forcefully poured elements into the leaf, and the leaf accurately hit Bei Heinong's arm that was trapping Bei Xiaowu.
"Ximo, get out of the way. Master will take care of this trouble for you today." Since Bei Heinong had called her master so many times, she had to do what a master should do. Mu Lin 'er strode forward. In her clear eyes, only Bei Heinong could see the unknown purple thing.
"Praise of the Phoenix, Fury Attack." A flame that was already dancing in her palm flew towards Bei Heinong, who was dodging Yan Lan. Following Mu Lin 'er's fiery red flame, Bessimo chanted an incantation, and a very strong light shot towards Bei Heinong.
Bei Heinong fell to the ground, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Mu Lin 'er shot a beam of light at him, trapping him.
The elves who had appeared out of nowhere were all stunned. What did they see? Their savior had come, their prince had come. The elven subjects' eyes were watery, and they were very excited. Some of the elves had scars on their bodies. It seemed that they had been tortured badly.
A beautiful young man, of course not as beautiful as Bessimo, slowly walked out from behind the elves. With a lively smile, he said indifferently, "Sinner Nophy pays his respects to the prince." He slowly bowed in front of Bessimo.
Mu Lin 'er actually saw traces of an unknown light flickering in Bessimo's eyes. Did Bessimo like this one?
Although he was beautiful, his gender was wrong. However, she did not discriminate against men.
However, Mu Lin 'er had guessed wrong.
This person was the one who had saved Bessimo, but had told Bei Heinong about Bessimo's whereabouts. Saving him or harming him? Bessimo was puzzled.
"Xiaowu, is he alright?" Bessimo did not look at Nophy, but turned to look at Bei Xiaowu, who was hiding in Bai Ai's arms and shivering.
Mu Lin 'er had sealed the blood on his neck with silver needles, but the blood that flowed out had stained Bai Ai's white clothes red.
The elf named Nophey didn't look embarrassed at all. He lowered his head and stood respectfully to the side. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Bessimo, there are a lot of beautiful men among the elves." It was meant as a joke, but Bessimo hurriedly said, "Master, how can they be as beautiful as me?" As soon as he said that, even he felt that something was wrong.
Mu Lin 'er was stunned!
Yan Lan looked at Bessimo with a faint smile. She noticed that Bessimo's face was flushed.
"Haha, you, the future king of the elves, not only did you abandon yourself to accept a human as your master, but you also fell in love with a human. You will definitely meet a terrible end." A strange wind blew, and Bei Heinong, who had been trapped, disappeared.
Hearing this, Mu Lin 'er glanced at Bessimo, but saw that he seemed to be avoiding something.
Bessimo, who had been following her, had never crossed the line. How could he fall in love with her? Bei Heinong was probably trying to slander their future king in front of all the elves here.
"Mo 'er!" An old and powerful voice came from all around.
"Father, Father, I'm back." Hearing this voice, Bessimo became excited. Even Bei Xiaowu, who was in Bai Ai's arms, struggled to look at the source of the voice.
The elves made way, and a middle-aged man with a very soft face, as if time had not left much of a mark on his face, walked out.
"Sob, Father, Father." Bei Xiaowu weakly broke free from Bai Ai's arms and ran to the middle-aged man.
"Good boy, Xiaowu." He opened his arms and hugged Xiaowu lovingly. He looked at Bessimo with a worried expression.
Bessimo looked at his father hugging his younger brother with a face full of happiness, and tears fell from his eyes.
His father was really not dead. He was really alive, and now he was in front of him.
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