Elf: I was chosen by the white dragon and forced to be the champion

Jirachi asked, moving past the subject.

"Most definitely."

Menghuan nodded firmly, and Jirachi returned a look, and the two of them parted ways, parting here.

Menghuan caught up with Mu Bai.

Mu Bai noticed that Jirachi didn't follow.

"What's wrong"

Mu Bai asked Menghuan why Jirachi didn't catch up.

"I have to go protect my master's father. We can't be friends."

As he spoke, Menghuan followed Mu Bai closely.

"He has helped you so much. You think he is being wronged just by guarding an old man with you? I don't understand the relationship between you elves."

Mu Bai complained, and then he didn't say anything more.

"..."

After a few minutes, Menghuan stopped.

"Mu Bai, wait for me for a few minutes."

Mu Bai smiled, nodded, put his hands in his pockets and watched Menghuan turning around.

The snowflakes gradually fell, burying the experimental base and turning the page on the story.

"Why haven't they come yet?"

Chihong hugged Chen Yong, and several people sat together. Mei said helplessly.

A figure was seen in the scene of heavy snow.

"Mu Bai!"

Several people looked over.

"No, why are there three figures?"

As he said that, he looked carefully and saw only Mu Bai and Menghuan, with a Jirachi following them.

"What's going on?"

Yin murmured and asked these people. They shook their heads together, and they didn't know either.

Then, Mu Bai got closer and closer.

"I thought you had explained it there."

Yin patted Mu Bai's arm and said.

"How can it be."

Mu Bai replied with a smile, and Sachi's heart finally relaxed. It was great that the master was fine.

"This is my friend, Master."

Menghuan led Jirachi to Chen Yong and said.

Chen Yong smiled.

"You've grown, Dreamy."

Then, Mu Bai, Yin and a few others walked into the old man's small (Zhao Li Zhao) courtyard.

"Grandpa! Are you there?"

Mu Bai was shouting. At this time, a clinking sound was heard from inside the house. Out of concern, Mu Bai broke into the house.

I only saw the old man holding the bed and preparing to get down, but he accidentally knocked over the oil lamp.

"Be careful, be careful, old man."

Mu Bai said as he walked over to help the old man up. Yin lit the oil lamp and cleaned up the place.

"Xiao Mu, why are you guys here?"

The old man said as he looked at the oil lamp being put away.

"I'm old and useless."

-351- Confession

"No, you are in good health."

Mu Bai comforted him, helped the old man slowly get out of bed, and walked to the table.

"Why are you here? Did you miss the meal I cooked?"

As he spoke, the old man laughed out loud, still so positive and happy.

"Master, do you miss your son?"

Mu Bai asked straight to the point, but the old man was a little confused and looked dazed.

"Your son is not dead yet."

As he spoke, the air suddenly froze for a moment, and the old man suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, Abai, even if you want to make me happy, you can't make such a joke."

At this time, a snow boy came over and old man 757 touched his head.

"Of course I miss my sons, but it's been a long time and they are my children now too."

As he spoke, a hint of sadness appeared in the old man's eyes.

Mu Bai knew what the old man was thinking, and he also knew that the old man was not a person with weak psychological endurance, so he chose to speak straight to the point.

"But your son may not have much time left."

"He was seriously injured several decades ago and was dying. An elf with great power saved him. He has survived these decades by transfusing the elves' blood. But I revealed that (Abdi) will not live long without the elves' blood transfusions. So, he wants to come and see you."

After Mu Bai finished explaining, Chi Hong walked in holding Chen Yong and placed the computer screen on the table.

The computer screen can only produce expressions synthesized from data, and the person’s appearance cannot be seen, but it can record sound, and Chen Yong’s voice can still be heard.

"Father."

A familiar voice was heard, and the old man was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the computer screen.

The sound is so familiar and yet so old.

The last time I heard this voice seemed like it was a lifetime ago.

"Ayong? Is it Ayong?"

The old man asked, holding the screen.

"It's me, father, Ayong."

The voice sounded again, and this time the old man was sure that it was Chen Yong's voice, his son's voice.

"Ayong, why are you inside the computer? What happened to you? Tell your father, he will come to save you."

The old man suddenly became excited and asked, holding the computer screen.

"Father, what Mu Bai said is true."

As it spoke, the computer screen made an expression as if it was lowering its head.

After the father and son recognized each other, Mu Bai didn't plan to stay any longer. He took Yin and the others out of the house, leaving the two of them some time.

When we got outside, Mei and Menghuan were already chatting.

"You're the most human-like elf I've ever seen, my god."

Mei's face was full of admiration, and Menghuan smiled with a blushing face.

As they were chatting, Mu Bai walked over and there were no smiles on the faces of several people.

"How's it going inside?"

Mei asked.

"Father and son get together and reminisce about the past."

As he spoke, Mu Bai looked away.

"Mu Bai, do you think it's right for us to do this?"

As he asked, Mu Bai looked into the distance and did not answer.

"Yes!"

Menghuan answered for Mu Bai.

Several people's eyes turned to Menghuan.

"The master has never been like this. He is the real him now."

Menghuan said this with determination in his eyes.

"Ha ha"

Mu Bai's laughter broke the silence.

"Did you bring Ayong's body?"

Mu Bai asked, and Chihong pointed to a refrigerator nearby, where Ayong's body was.

"The master's body is intact, without any damage."

Menghuan said this, as if she was a little proud.

-352- Encounter

"Well, he'll thank you."

Mu Bai said this, staring at the freezer in a daze.

After a whole day, Mu Bai and his companions were freezing outside, and they relied on the flash shield made by Jirachi to keep warm inside.

Finally, the old man came out, saw Mu Bai and the others, and walked towards them. Mu Bai looked at the old man, and the others quickly stood up.

"Abai, you are a good boy. This is all my fault. I didn't take good care of my son."

As he spoke, the old man looked at Mu Bai with an apologetic expression.

"Old man, there has been no relationship for a long time."

As he spoke, Mu Bai asked with some worry and a bit of tiredness.

"My son's...corpse, is there any left?"

the old man asked.

"At this."

Several people brought the old man to the freezer, and after opening it, they saw Chen Yong lying straight inside, looking extremely peaceful.

"Ayong, Ayong."

The old man finally couldn't hold back his tears anymore and burst into tears while hugging Chen Yong's body.

Mu Bai asked Jirachi to create a protective shield for the old man, and several people quietly moved away from there.

That day, several people spent the whole day in boredom, but it passed so quickly, like a blink of an eye.

The old man seemed to have said all the words. He hugged Chen Yong, just as Chen Yong was leaning against him, and the old man laughed.

The sunlight shines on the two people, like an oil painting, so beautiful and quiet.

"It would be great if it could solidify at this time."

Mei murmured, and Menghuan looked at her master.

"The master seems to be laughing, hahahaha."

Menghuan said this and laughed, and everyone noticed a tear in the corner of Menghuan's eye.