Chapter 50 Queen (Part 1)

The atmosphere inside the tent was a little weird.

Murphy was nothing, but Eagle Queen Evanna drank it one by one, and for some reason the look at Murphy was a little confused. I don’t know if it was because it was better to eat or something else, but a ray of bright red was slightly dyed.

A pair of pure white wings spread out and trembled gently.

One thing I have to mention here is that Murphy is a very focused person in his work.

This can be seen from his frequent consideration of many details. As we all know, people who like to consider details are devoted to doing something. When they are more focused, they often ignore other irrelevant things. Saving a creature that looks like an angel is more of a simple idea and has no plans.

Because without knowing the other party's specific identity, he didn't know what he should plan.

He decided to save her at that time, but his thoughts were just that Murphy could not watch a creature that looked like an angel died in front of him.

Something that is a child, but it is very real.

A bowl of broth was quickly finished feeding. Murphy felt a little sore in his hands and couldn't help but move his muscles and bones.

When he looked up, he was stunned!

I saw a red glow dyed on the charming face of the eagle Queen Evanna, her eyes slightly hazy, and a hint of confusion in her moist eyes, which looked like she was drunk.

I obviously feed the broth?

Why does it look like being drunk?

As mentioned earlier, Murphy is a person who is very focused and focused in his work. Moreover, after learning about the charming aura carried by the other person by his innate nature, Murphy involuntarily began to resist this breath that could easily trigger his mind.

How to resist?

If you focus and focus your energy on something, you will naturally not be easily triggered by this breath.

This is a very simple method.

Therefore, when Murphy was feeding the soup, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he focused his energy on serving the soup, put it to his mouth and blow it cold, and then handed it to the other person's lips. In other words, Murphy was feeding the soup very seriously, and his eyes did not look at other places such as the gaps in the neckline of the snow-white robe and the curves outlined by the slender and slender legs.

"Human, why do you want to save me?" After drinking a bowl of strong-scented broth, Evanna, the Queen of Hawks, seemed to have recovered some strength.

She leaned halfway on Murphy's legs, her ruby-like eyes staring at Murphy, as if she wanted to push away the fog on his body to see through the essence. But she failed, even the insight brought by magic could only allow her to see the deeper fog in the depths of the fog.

"You're pretty." Murphy helped her lie down again, frowned slightly, and then added: "And it doesn't look very dangerous."

This answer made the Eagle Queen slightly stunned.

"Aren't the eagle man very evil and cunning in the legend of you humans?" Evanna didn't believe that the other party could not realize that she was an eagle man, because she and her priests suffered the same injuries. The arrow of the moon walker, the best archer among the high elves, the arrow took away the lives of her priests, and even her life was almost over!

The harp queen couldn't help but hold her hands tightly, her heart full of hatred for the moon walker.

"Relax, relax. The wound will crack!" Murphy raised his hand and stroked the other person's chest, indicating that she would relax. Although the holy water has a strong therapeutic effect, it will not take a day or two to completely recover. If the wound collapses, then you have to find a needle and thread to sew it up for her every time. Because the effect of using holy water for the second time in a short period of time will be weakened.

A gentle caress to the chest was a completely subconscious act, just like Murphy was treating her at first.

But now there is still a little difference, because the other party has woken up. Murphy's behavior is a little ambiguous. He is very focused when saving people. He doesn't feel anything, but at this time Murphy clearly feels the smoothness and soft touch from the palm of his hand. This makes Murphy feel very comfortable, just like stroking her feathers.

Very good feel!

"Hawk?" Before the other party reacted, Murphy cleverly changed the subject. At this time, he remembered the strange creatures in the mouths of the indigenous people he had heard of, and the Hawk was one of them. Thinking of this, he found that the corpses were really consistent with the characteristics of the Hawk in the mouths of the indigenous people. However, is the creature in front of him also one of the Hawk?

The gap seems to be huge?

"I am a hawk... a priest." Evanna did not notice the little ambiguity at this moment. On the contrary, Murphy's act of comforting her made her feel a little close.

Eagle sacrifice?

In other words, you know magic or magic as the high priest?

Murphy suddenly realized in his heart, no wonder she looked closer to human form, and probably she was a high-level existence in the veiled human group.

"Haha." Murphy smiled, picked up a thin blanket and covered her body, then spread the other blanket and lay opposite her. The veil queen Evanna looked over, and Murphy smiled and said slowly: "It seems that the veil is indeed cunning in human legends, and in the story, the veils like to abduct handsome young men who entered their territory."

"Like me." Murphy paused and added.

Puff!

The Eagle Queen turned her head, shook her shoulders, and when she turned around, she looked very calm.

Legend always has to be a bit literary, but the real situation is that when hawks meet males who are looking at each other, they mostly use violent plunder and abduction, and other abductions are not within their consideration.

This human seems to be interesting.

Males are very rare things in the veiled human race, because in the underground world, the males of most races do not conform to the aesthetics of the veiled humans at all. As a higher being among the veiled humans, Evanna, the queen of the veiled human race, has recovered the habits of most high elves. In her opinion, other races in the underground world are even more unsightly!

The Queen of Hawks looked at Murphy with her ruby-like eyes. Her skin was very white, and she seemed to be a nobleman in the human world. Her face was handsome, with a little thin beauty of an elf. She was very young and slightly immature, and seemed to be underage. The only thing that made her feel familiar was the faint fortitude that occasionally flashed in her expression. It was something that only males who had experienced war and killing could truly settle down!

Human language is too hypocritical and literary, and it may be more appropriate to describe it in the words of the Hawk!

This is a very young, very beautiful and strong male!

This idea made the Queen of Hawks's long-lost heart a little turbulent. As a queen, she needed such a male inside. In fact, she had been looking for such a male that fits her aesthetic view for a long time...

You must admit that a race that habitually plunders the male as a spouse has a little different idea and viewpoint. Even if Her Majesty the Queen of the Eagle restores the habits of some high elves, this does not mean that she will forget the idea and viewpoints that belonged to the Eagle in the past. Eagle is a matriline race, which comes from the matrilineal social system of the Eagle race. Just as ordinary people absolutely cannot imagine a female elf courting a male elf, many things are always so incredible in different environments!

The hawk queen with a charming face and pure white wings stared at Murphy, her lips curled up a little mysterious curve, and she slowly said: "In fact, I really want to abduct you as my spouse now."

Is this a hint?

Murphy suddenly felt his heart beat so fast, his mouth was dry, but he was a little uncomfortable, which seemed not in line with his habit of taking the initiative.

So, he did something he thought was quite right!

Murphy looked at the harp queen in front of him with a very sharp, penetrating gaze. This solid gaze made the harp queen feel a little uncomfortable, as if she was in front of this male.

This situation lasted about two minutes.

Then Murphy smiled and said, "Do you think you are revenge?"

The Queen of Hawk turned her head and stopped talking.

However, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and then even his eyes narrowed with a smile.

"Go to sleep." Murphy covered the blanket covered by the Hawk Queen and lay back on the opposite side.
Chapter completed!