White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 4 I want to save my country!

Ai Luo was so shocked that he quickly raised his hands to cover himself. After a long time, he finally dared to half-squint his eyes and cautiously peek into the cave.

The cave is not big, and the air is filled with a moist and sticky smell.

Every step of Arlo's feet touched the muddy ground and thick moss, and he almost fell down several times.

Arlo kicked the dirty stones with the toe of his shoe in disgust, gathered up his skirt slightly, and squatted in the corner, shivering from the cold.

The sky was getting dark, and heavy thunder exploded in my ears, as if the earth was shaking.

Eric rolled his dark eyes, got into Arlo's wide skirt and popped his head out again.

"Ailuo, go to bed early, we have to travel tomorrow..."

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky.

The wind is coming!

Eric was swaying around in Arlo's skirt, feeling like a layer of his skin was about to be blown off by the strong wind!

The webbed palms tightly grasped the lace of Arlo's skirt, but to no avail.

The huge impact caused it to hit the tree trunk.

Eric lay in pain among the muddy rocks, still holding half a piece of lace fabric on his palms and rubbing his sticky back.

Before it could recover and stand up, a golden ball knocked it down again. Eric staggered two steps and rolled into a dirty puddle.

"His uncle's..."

Eric cursed lowly, shook his dizzy head, and raised his eyes impatiently.

But after seeing the person clearly, Eric was stunned.

The girl holding a gold-rimmed flower umbrella in the rain seemed to have betrayed the light of a whole world for him.

"I'm so sorry! Can you pick it up for me?"
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"Hey! Toad!"

Aurora was startled and stood up abruptly.

His forehead accidentally hit the low stone wall. Ai Luo rubbed his red forehead in pain and narrowed his eyes.

Outside the grotto, it was not Eric who responded to her.

The man's voice was deep.

"What toad?"

Looking against the light, the young man's face couldn't be seen clearly. Ai Luo stared blankly at him as he approached step by step, and was caught off guard and fell into his deep eyes.

The young man was thoroughly wetted by the violent storm, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. His eyes were cold, and the faint redness at the end of his eyes added a bit of evil to his resolute handsome face.

After looking at each other quietly for a few moments, the young man silently walked around Ai Luo who was blocking the way and sat on the ground.

At the same time, he wrung out his rain-soaked clothes.

Seeing that she was still stunned in place, the young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and there seemed to be a smile in his deep voice.

"Borrowing the night, thank you."

Ai Luo choked: "This is not my home."

"Why don't you go home?"

"I'm going to the remote misty forest to rescue the prince imprisoned by the dragon."

Ai Luo shrugged pretending to be relaxed.

When the young man heard the voice, he looked sideways slightly, and a joke flashed in his black jade-like eyes: "Just you?"

"I...what's wrong with me?!" Ai Luo turned away angrily and stopped looking at him angrily. "Now I am the only one in the whole kingdom who is awake, and I want to save my country!"

"Oh."

The young man responded lightly, but looked at the girl beside him again from the corner of his eye, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The thin little girl was wearing a cumbersome princess dress. Her white lotus-like forearms were bitten by mosquitoes. The skirt seemed to have been scratched by dead wood branches, and hung in tatters on her legs, revealing her white lotus-like calves, which were slender. The ankle is less than a grip...

If she encounters an evil dragon, she will probably become its meal before she can cry for mother.

Who gave her the confidence that she could defeat the dragon?
(End of this chapter)