Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

After the red moon dissipated, the barrier closed again, the rainstorm stopped, and the night sky became clear again.

The elves were silently cleaning up the mess on the farm. In the warm light of the wooden house, Lin Mian, Jinchen, Lin Yao and Lin Guangming sat around the fireplace.

Ling Gungun was curled up at Jinchen's feet and sleeping soundly, while the black cat was squatting in Lin Yao's arms, its tail occasionally wagging gently.

Ms. Lin Yao did not take off her armor, but her long hair was casually tied behind her head, and her eyes were still sharp.

She picked up a glass of Morning Dew wine and asked bluntly, "How has the farm been these years? I heard that you were almost cheated by the guy who opened the orchard?"

Lin Mian was surprised: "Mom, you even know this?"

Lin Yao raised his eyebrows: "The elves' carrier birds are not vegetarians."

Yes, after all, the mailbox in the wooden house is enough to deliver the message.

Lin Guangming sat aside, his white robe embroidered with light gold patterns, his gentle eyes cast on his son.

“KunKun, your mother and I have never forgotten you, but… I was attacked by the backlash of the black magic in the Elf Forest and lost my memory.”

He lowered his eyes, and stroked the rim of the glass of morning dew wine with his fingertips. "It was not until two years ago that I remembered that I had a son."

“Two years ago?” Lin Mian couldn’t help but wonder, “Then how did my mother find you?”

Lin Guangming said shyly: "I don't remember your mother. We are in love again."

Over all these years, Ms. Lin Yao never mentioned that they had a child.

Lin Mian: “…”

That's understandable.

After all, this was an elf that had just arrived in the human world, and was tricked by Ms. Lin Yao into taking such a human name because of his identity as a Great Light Wizard.

"After regaining their memories, those cursed elves in the forest need my power, and I can't abandon them." He reached out and rubbed Lin Mian's hair.

“But I will never abandon my family again.”

Lin Mian lowered his head, his eyes burning.

Jinchen's hands silently wrapped around his waist, and feeling the person in his arms getting closer, he hugged him a little tighter.

There was some silence in the house.

After a while.

Lin Mian suddenly stood up and hugged his parents tightly.

Lin Yao's armor hurt him, Lin Guangming smelled of herbs, and his tears finally fell on his mother's shoulder.

"You two unreliable guys...just come back."

[The villain's darkening value is detected -20, totaling 15! 】

Lin Yao rarely showed a gentle look and patted his son on the back.

"You little brat, you don't look strong at all."

"cough!"

Lin Mian suddenly loosened his arms and almost suffered internal bleeding from the beating. He hurriedly sat back on the sofa and threw himself into Jinchen's arms.

Jinchen chuckled and patted his back soothingly.

Lin Yao: "Tsk! How can a farmer still be so weak?"

She suddenly narrowed her eyes and tapped the table with her fingers: "So, when are you two going to have your wedding?"

Jinchen held Lin Mian's hand and said, "You guys take care of the farm. I'm going to take Kunkun back to the elves and ask the sacred tree to witness it."

The sacred tree is the place where the messenger communicates with the gods of the elves. If the messenger wants to form a covenant with his destined partner, he needs the consent of the gods.

Lin Yao and Lin Guangming both knew this.

Lin Guangming was a little worried. "What if the gods don't agree? Although Kun Kun has my blood, he is still a human being after all."

Jinchen was very calm: "I won't disagree."

If he disagrees, beat him until he agrees.

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Lin Mian tossed and turned in bed, Jinchen's arm resting on his waist, his breathing warm and steady, but it couldn't suppress the restlessness in his heart.

"Can't sleep?" Jinchen's voice was low and hoarse, and his fingers gently stroked his wrist.

Lin Mian turned around, rested his forehead against his collarbone, and uttered a muffled “hmm”.

During the day, letters from the bard Crone break the tranquility of the farm.

It was written for Jinchen.

The handwriting on the letter was hastily written: "The Council of Elders is furious. The sacred tree will summon you back within three days. The attitude of the gods towards the contract is unclear. Please do not delay. Do not delay."

Lin Mian was silent for a long time after reading the letter, until Ms. Lin Yao patted his shoulder and said, "Guangming and I will take care of the farm, you just go ahead."

Lin Mian knew what this meant.

The attitude of the gods is unclear. They may question the bond between Jinchen and humans, or even forcibly sever the contract.

He curled up in Jinchen's arms, his fingertips unconsciously entwined around the collar of his neck: "Jinchen, if they don't allow you to come back..."

Jinchen suddenly turned over and pressed him under him. The moonlight outlined the profile of her face, and her green eyes stared at him like a deep pool.

"There is no 'don't'."

His fingertips stroked the light blue contract lines on Lin Mian's neck, which were slightly hot as Lin Mian became more emotional. "No one can erase this mark."

Lin Mian's eyelashes trembled, her breathing quickened, and she reached out to grab Jin Chen's collar, pulling him closer.

"Then kiss me again..."

Jinchen's kiss fell on his ear, as soft as a feather but with a scorching temperature. The kiss spread from the collarbone to the chest, and stopped abruptly when Lin Mian trembled.

After all, remember to hurry on your journey tomorrow.

“No…” Lin Mian raised her head and bit his Adam’s apple again. After hearing his suppressed groan, she acted coquettishly, “I want to be hugged.”

Lin Mian closed his eyes and felt Jinchen's breath.

The warmth of the embrace is enough to last through the long night.

There is a stubborn elf who insists on planting a seed in the human heart.

Now the seeds have grown into trees, and digging them out would be fatal.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 96! 】

The harvest farm in the early morning is shrouded in mist.

Lin Yao stood at the edge of the farm, clasped his hands together, and chanted obscure spells in a low voice.

Runes in the void gradually lit up, and vine-like golden lines spread up from the ground, eventually converging into a rotating gate of light.

Occasionally, a translucent light butterfly would fly out from the gap inside the door and dissipate in the morning breeze.

Ling Gungun looked at him curiously and squatted at Jinchen's feet.

Jin Chen held Lin Mian's hand, gently stroking the inside of his wrist with his fingertips, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, follow me closely."

Lin Mian took a deep breath and unconsciously grasped Jin Chen's fingertips: "Okay."

Lin Yao turned around, and the silver armor on his armor jingled as he moved.

She paused, then suddenly reached out and ruffled Lin Mian's hair, her tone unusually gentle, "You little bastard, come back in one piece to hold the wedding."

I don’t know who he is warning, but knowing that with Jinchen here, no elf would dare to hurt Lin Mian.

Jinchen's eyebrows moved slightly, "I know."

"Ah~" Ling Gungun also responded.

【Host, charge! 】

After stepping into the light gate, Lin Mian and Jin Chen’s figures gradually disappeared in the light.

Ling Gungun's figure also disappeared into the door, and the light gate slowly closed, leaving only a faint energy fluctuation in the air.