People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

"People are in the kingdom of God, and they just contain things in the adult room (

"Ah, Captain Carol, you really haven't left yet? When Xiao Wei An mentioned it to me yesterday, I thought he was talking in sleep again!"

As soon as he walked out of the house, Carol greeted the family enthusiastically.

Who is she?

Looking at that unusually unfamiliar smiling face, Carol, who has not been in the tribe all the time, flashed a dazed eye, and felt a little more alienated and embarrassed in her heart.

However, when he saw Xiao Wei'an next to the woman, his sense of intimacy suddenly got closer.

—If you ask him when is the happiest moment? Probably the little faces full of hope when returning to the tribe every month.

"Ah, I don't want to get away from my lord so quickly, at least not now."

Carol responded with a smile to Vian's mother.

"Uncle Carol, aren't you leaving?"

There was a young voice coming, it was Xiao Wei'an's voice, he ran to Carol, raised his head, and looked serious.

Although he has not yet reached the age of "Enlightenment", he can still see the verbose spells on his face.

It can be seen that his father must be a magician with profound accomplishments, and Carol saw two kinds of magic, "protection" and "disgust" from that spell.

"Go, but not now, what do you want? Next time Uncle Carol comes back to give it to you!"

Carol reached out and rubbed Vian's head.

—He always takes the trouble to ask about the wishes of tribal children, and does everything possible to bring them from human civilization.

Because he knows that children don't have many childhoods, or even many years.

"Then when will you leave?" Xiao Wei'an didn't ask for a gift.

"I don't know, maybe tomorrow, maybe it will be longer."

"Can you... stay a few more days?"

"Why is this?" Carol smiled more and more.

"When you leave, we will move again. I don't like moving. Dad hasn't been with me for a long time. I want him to stay with me for a few more days at home."

"Xiao Wei'an, don't talk nonsense." Xiao Wei'an's mother reprimanded, in exchange for Xiao Wei'an's stubborn retort: ​​"I don't have one, everyone said that."

Carol was stunned.

This was the first time he knew the little secrets circulating among young children.

He was silent for a while, then rubbed Xiao Wei'an's head and said, "We won't move again in the future."

Xiao Wei'an's eyes lit up and he was surprised: "Are you not leaving?"

Carol smiled: "If I don't leave, you won't have any candy clothes, beautiful daggers, or even pistols!"

Xiao Wei'an suddenly pulled her cheeks together when she heard that, and her frowning brow seemed to be choosing the most important option in life.

"Can you leave the pistol?" Xiao Wei'an tried to bargain.

Carol shook his head sternly.

Xiao Wei'an became more entangled and said for a while: "Daddy said that magic is more powerful than extraordinary bullets. I can learn magic. Uncle Carol, can you stop leaving?"

Xiao Wei'an's answer made Carol's eyes a touch of complexity.

He squatted down, looked at Xiao Wei'an with a sad face, hammered his chest lightly and said: "I have to leave, because the tribe needs me just like you."

Xiao Wei'an's eyes instantly turned red.

"Hey, brave soldier, look at me." Carol ordered. He looked at Xiao Wei'an's raised face and said, "Listen, I have to leave, but we won't move again."

Xiao Wei's sniffing stopped abruptly.

"real?"

"Really!" Carrollton paused: "Because the Lord has come."

Xiao Wei'an obviously didn't understand this, and turned his head to look at his mother with a silly face, her eyes were reddened, and she seemed to be smiling.

This made him even more confused.

He was led by his mother and walked away. Perhaps only time can answer this confusion.

Carol looked at Xiao Wei'an looking back three times, smiled and waved, his eyes couldn't help spreading from him to the towering church not far away, as well as the city wall that began to be built in the distance.

"I never dreamed that the tribe would stop."

A sigh of emotion came from the side, and Carol didn't need to turn his head to know that this was his only childhood playmate-Du De.

"When did you come back, why didn't you find me a drink?" Carol looked back with surprise on his face.

"This morning, when the high priest sent someone to catch up with us, I even wondered if the people who came here had been killed?"

Dude grinned and said, the size of a giant in the Womi tribe makes Carol look like a child in front of him.

He is the most powerful warrior of the tribe, with a hideous scar, he is a medal of glory.

Whenever he migrates in the summer, he will lead the most elite fighters, with the help of dream images, predict the migration route, check along the road, and clean up the monsters.

Obviously, something changed this time.

He squinted his eyes and looked around the tribe. He paused for a few seconds on the towering real cathedral, and said with emotion:

"The tribe has changed a lot!"

"Yes!"

Carol nodded, the change is indeed big!

No matter where you are in the tribe, the real cathedral that you can see when you look up is awe-inspiring;

The fiery flames floating in the air are enthusiastic and reassuring;

There is also the magma curse surrounding the tribe, which not only brings shelter, but also the unbridled running of the young children!

"Smiles have increased!"

No, Dudd's words shocked Carol.

He staggered towards the people in his field of vision, and was surprised to find that everyone really had a smile on their faces.

That was the smile he could only see on the faces of young children and women when he returned home full of loads. It was warm enough to wash away the fatigue of the soul!

But such a smile is always precious and fleeting.

In his memory, the tribe is always shrouded in tension and depression, and most people hide in the ice castle.

People walking outside are also in a hurry, with vigilance in their eyes and guard against monsters that may suddenly burst out.

The endlessly polished bone arrows, the clanging of hammers, the screams of magic failure, the roar of monsters that may come at any time, and the palpitating drum horns constitute the background color of his memory.

"...Hehe, the scripture said, you are a group of robbers! It is the real people who turned you into rats, don't think we don't know."

"Oh, fart, we are actively following my lord!"

"Damn it, don't pinch my tail, we are the servants of great real people! You are blasphemy! Do you understand?"

"Really? Then have you entered the dream of a real person?"

A joking voice dragged Carol's erratic mind back to reality. Following his reputation, he saw a group of juvenile children chatting in front of a few human-faced rats.

The crisp laughter filled the tribe with vitality and vitality.

"Thank you and welcome back to my lord!" Du De suddenly clenched his fist and stroked his chest to salute!

"This is my glory, everything is the mercy of my lord." Carol was startled, with a solemn expression on his chest in return, and the recognition of his companions gave him a strong sense of pride!

"It's a pity that I didn't see the scene of my lord's coming." Du De had a pity on his face.

"But the miracle is right here, isn't it?"

"Yes!" Du De nodded, looked up at the eternal flame floating above the tribe, hopefully said: "I really hope that the pale flame can burn the northern continent soon!"

Before he finished his speech, his tone changed suddenly

"Fire, flame... how did it go out!"

Carol suddenly looked up, only to see flames spreading across the sky, and Kiel disappeared.

He was shocked and looked towards the edge of the tribe in amazement, only to see the magma spell surrounding the tribe, disappearing at this moment.

The heavy snow flying all over the sky, splashing the sky and falling, just like the fate of being late.

"Roar-roar -"

"Huh—"

A greedy roar came from all directions eagerly. It was a monster of fear and miracle, a beast greedy for blood!

Facing this familiar and unfamiliar scene, Carol's mind suddenly changed, and his whole body collapsed, and the faith that had just been erected was crumbling.

"This…"

"What happened?"