Chapter 7 7st Resignation Report:
Chapter 7 7st Resignation Report:
The seventh resignation report: You will never guess the extent of the funny race in the Eastern Elven World.
"I haven't had time to grow up with you, send you to the magic school, and watch you take over the thorn army in my hand, how can you leave me? If you live, just think of it as helping your mother, okay? Please, live for me!" Kong Lingxuan had no idea what she was talking about at that time, she just wanted to keep communicating with her child and attract his attention so that he would not close his eyes.
Then, the miracle happened.
No matter how many years later, Kong Lingxuan will swear to any elf who has heard this story: "At that time, my baby Conti really met my eyes, and I will never forget those black eyes as deep as midnight. Nothing could be more beautiful than them. He was like saying to me, 'Your request has been received, let me help you', very powerful!"
The small line in the ECG monitor that represented the child's heartbeat beat strongly again, and the child's immature hand held Kong Lingxuan's slender white fingers, as if that would give him all the courage and strength to live .
Kong Lingxuan, who claimed that she would only bleed but not cry in this life, was sobbing at that moment, just like a child.
In the next few days, the child was rescued several times on the verge of life and death. Kong Lingxuan was always by her side and never left. She repeated a few words she said when the child was critically ill for the first time, hoping that the miracle would repeat itself. Then, Miracles do happen, time and time again.
Kong Lingxuan's child was about to die again and again, but survived time and time again, and the more they lived, the healthier they lived.
Even Li Huaite, who watched it, had to admit that maybe Kong Lingxuan really met something in the tower, or got something, like the legendary blessing of the goddess of luck, the epic curse of the light department.
"It's decided, the younger son will be called Conti." After some inner struggle, Kong Lingxuan gave the name bestowed by the gods to the frail younger son. As for the elder son who can eat and sleep and has white hair, "You should take good care of your younger brother when you grow up, you know? Why? Because you are an older brother."
Every mother can practice the supernatural ability to talk to herself and still be high.
"Well, actually, uh, the black-haired nobleman was born first." The therapist took advantage of the time when the child was safe and Kong Lingxuan was rarely in a good mood, and told her what they had been trying to correct her but couldn't say in time .
Seeing Conte who was only half the age of her younger son, Kong Lingxuan blinked in disbelief: "Are you sure?"
"I'm very sure." Although Conte, who is malnourished, looks more like a younger brother, the time of birth cannot be mistaken. Everyone's fate is closely related to their date of birth, and there is no room for loss.
"So... my brother will take good care of my brother in the future, you know? Why? Because my brother is not in good health."
"Your Excellency really has special parenting skills, and you are also drunk." Li Huaite's expression couldn't be more mocking.As a consul, he always seemed very idle, for example, as long as Kong Lingxuan stayed with her son in the hospital, Li Wright lived next door.
Kong Lingxuan ignored Li Huaite, but gently hugged the silly young son who was smiling, and kissed his tender cheek guiltily, not because she said she wanted the younger son to take care of the older son, but because she felt The youngest son with white hair and white eyes is more likely to be a child given to her by the gods. The name Conti should have belonged to the youngest son.It's just... "I'm sorry baby, mom promises to treat you brothers equally in the future, but this time, let me give my name to my brother, he needs this blessing from the gods more than you."
The black-haired Conte, who still couldn't leave the incubator, rolled his eyes quietly in his heart, thinking dissatisfiedly that my seat is called Conte in the first place, okay? !The loss-making seat also deliberately told you the real name of this seat with one last breath before reincarnation.
"As for my brother's name, uh..." Kong Lingxuan got stuck.
"I didn't think about it at all, did I?" Li Huaite was very helpless. Kong Lingxuan's brave and courageous spirit when she was on the front line is always hard to find in real life.It's like she can think of more than ten ways to arrange troops in one second during a war, but when she named her child, she only chose one, and it would be very stingy to have an extra one as a spare. .
"I have a lot of time to think before registering my child, OK? Let's call Kong Er for now."
"..." Mother, pure.
"How about the name Kong Er, baby? What? It's great. Then let's call it this name, okay? Okay. Well, it's such a happy decision." Kong Lingxuan and the youngest son in her arms were unconscious He entertained himself very well, and at that time the unlucky student Kong Er was laughing so hard that he couldn't see his teeth...
——Sure enough, reincarnation with divine power will affect IQ. BY: Conte.
"Hehe." Li Huaite laughed so coldly that he couldn't be colder, and then said, "Why don't you call him Luciano, which means 'born in the light' in the ancient language of God."
Luciano?Conte froze, that Luciano who rebelled with me and wanted to overthrow the rule of the God of Light but was finally implicated by him and whose whereabouts are currently unknown?
……
- "Where your will is, my sharp knife is pointing!" In memory, Luciano said to Conte in the second year of middle school.
- "Don't make trouble." Conte just replied with such a faint sentence.
—"I'm serious, when will you not escape? Look at my mouth shape, accept fate, Conte, at the end of time, we will eventually belong to each other, you and I both know that it is destined. Why do you Can't you give up those meaningless struggles?! You just raised me, but you didn't give birth to me!
- "Don't make trouble." Conte still replied that he never took the children's words seriously.
——"If you really don't want to, I won't force you. I just want you to know that I will wait for you, always, always."
——That time, Conte did not answer.
……
The white-haired Kong Er met Conti's black eyes in the incubator, smiled toothlessly, and uttered meaningless syllables, trying to break free from Kong Lingxuan's embrace and get close to Kongti.
He naturally wants to get close to me, he is my divine power, Conte said to himself in his heart, sooner or later I will find a way to absorb the divine power, and before that, I must not let my divine power call Lu Cheano, that's so weird, even weirder than being called Kong Er!
However, there are many inconveniences in changing from a big demon king who seems to be omnipotent and calling the wind and rain to a baby who is soft and weak and can only make weak cat-like noises. When Kong Er named him Luciano, he realized helplessly that first, he had to learn how to speak.
In desperation, Conte could only do one black history that will be sealed deep in his memory for the rest of his life - crying loudly.
"What's the matter, baby?" Kong Lingxuan immediately put down her youngest son, who was resistant to falls, and looked at the older son in the incubator. Conte was so fragile that she didn't even dare to hug him, let alone take him out of the incubator. Taking it out of the incubator, she could only look at her eldest son anxiously through the glass, her face full of distress, "Are you feeling uncomfortable again? It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Mom blows it, and the pain will fly away." la~"
"..." Do you really know what you're talking about?Li Huaite felt that he couldn't look directly at Kong Lingxuan, who loved all kinds of refraining words recently. It was terrible to drink water, eat, and sleep.
Then, Kong Er's name was quickly established by the irrational Kong Lingxuan: "Linlai, the ancient divine language means 'bring blessings to the family'. Kong Linlai, you must bless your brother to get well soon."
Conte reluctantly accepted the name, so he stopped crying and everyone was happy.
Two weeks later, Conte, whose physical condition finally stabilized, was discharged from the hospital together with his twin brother Kong Er ("Sure enough, Kong Er's name is more fluent." BY: Kong Lingxuan).
At the entrance of the hospital, the paparazzi reporters who had been guarding the hospital for several days were moved upon hearing the news. Even the sturdy girls from the guard camp who could form a group to hold down the 11th-level title magister couldn't stop them from throwing their heads and blood for the front page news. Then, Conte’s baby photo was quickly spread to the whole continent through the neural connection crystal, which made the god who basically never showed his true face feel very uncomfortable.For the first time, Conte realized that perhaps it was not a very wise choice to let Kong Lingxuan be his mother.
Conte couldn't help complaining about fate again in his heart, do you dare to let this seat be more unlucky?
Destiny answered him calmly, dare.
After Kongti and Kong Er left the hospital, they did not return to Kong Lingxuan's mansion, but went straight to the center of the imperial city.There is the military headquarters, the governing hall, the central temple, and the tree of life version 2.0.
The emperors of the Eastern Elven Realm re-did the city planning many years ago. For the Tree of Life 2.0 they stole from the Western Elven Realm, it became the center of the Eastern Elven Realm, replacing the previous layout centered on the central temple.The Tree of Life 2.0 has now grown into a very impressive giant tree. The green leaves are overturned, covering the sky and the sun, and the branches continue to extend outward, as if there is no end. Dotted with one or two smudged light sources of various colors, it is magnificent and spectacular.
"That's the Tree of Life, a landmark building in the imperial capital, where Conti's baby will hang up with his younger brother in a while." Kong Lingxuan introduced it to her son with a gentle smile.
hang? !
Conte was stunned for a moment, he blinked, and looked at his cheap mother, does the hanging you mentioned mean the same as the hanging hanging from the southeast branch in my understanding?
The realistic answer is, yes, a meaning.
It is said in the book that elves are born from the tree of life, and the elves in the western elf world are indeed born from the tree of life, but this is not the case in the eastern elf world.
No one can explain why the elves in the eastern elf world are viviparous, but this does not affect the elves in the eastern elf world to open their brains, create conditions the day after tomorrow, and cultivate a tree of life version 2.0, and then hang every newborn on it , to feel what it means to be born from the tree of life.
...was it sent by the monkey?Are you serious?Conte scoffed at this, thinking it was a joke.
Then, this group of spirits (funny) spirits (bi) from the Eastern Elf World let Conte understand clearly that they never joke.
Conti, who has never had time to ponder why the demons he created would firmly believe that he is an elf, can only be hung on the tree in a speechless choke.
The orthodox elves in the western elf world are based on elves born on one branch as a family, while in the eastern elf world, children born in a family are hung on the same branch.
The elves in the Eastern Elf Realm said: Sure enough, we are more scientific.
Conte: There are too many slots, I don't know where to start.
socalfunplaces