Chapter 713 Abandoned Baby

"If I were you, I would choose to re-search for the lover who has lost his memory, instead of the so-called acquaintance of you, isn't it uncomfortable for you? After holding back 1,800 years ago, I asked you, and you actually said They are friends, they don’t even dare to recognize each other.”

Morea looked at the old man whose blood was flowing backwards on his face and his injuries recovered quickly. His face was full of disdain. He was already tired of this kind of bloody plot.

"What can I do if I recognize each other?" Seeing Murray with dissatisfaction written on his face, he had been punched, and some angry old people were like a deflated ball, with a decadent look on his face .

"Reborn angels, the memory of the past life is like someone else's story to them, and it is difficult to arouse their own emotional resonance. What's the use of knowing my relationship with her past life? Is she still Will you admit this relationship? She no longer has the corresponding memory, and I am just a stranger to her. In that case, let's be safe!"

"I said, why are you so dead-headed? What is the relationship between people? From not knowing to knowing, and then from nodding to ordinary friends, and then developing to varying degrees according to needs."

Morea had a look of hatred for iron and steel, "If you don't know it, you can find a way to know it! Then use your previous methods to chase it again, what a big deal? What are you afraid of? What are you cowardly?"

"I've already become like this, how can I have the face to know others." The old man stood up with a wry smile, his body was still full of powerful strength, but his body was increasingly exhausted, unless he could continue to break through , but even a breakthrough can only alleviate his current aging trend, and it is impossible to restore his youthful heyday.

"This is also simple. Since your lover has already been reborn once, then come and be reborn again!" Morea looked at the old man with a smile on his face. Behind him, the starlight rose and spread toward the old man.

"His Royal Highness, you..." The cardinal's body shone with pure white and holy light, but was instantly suppressed by the misty starlight, a chain like a galaxy appeared, and then wrapped tightly around the archbishop's body. banned.

Looking at the archbishop who was easily bound by him, Muria tugged at the corner of his mouth, then grabbed one end of the bracelet and pulled hard, letting the old man lie on the ground, and Muria glanced at him, then pulled The chain dragged him towards the Angel Reincarnation Pond, regardless of the identity of the old man.

"His Royal Highness, I am the Cardinal! I have given everything to the gods. You will attract the wrath of the gods."

Morea, who came to the edge of the reincarnation pool, cast a glance at him, and did not want to pay attention to him. This old actor is still playing in front of him. Out of indignation, Morea kicked him hard. On his body, he was kicked into the Angel's Reincarnation Pool, causing a huge wave of waves.

"When you come out of the reincarnation pool, you are an angel, and you will be my fiancee's subordinate in the future. As for the rest, you don't have to worry about it."

When Asimio fell into the pool, the liquefied holy light in the pool was mixed with some special power, and rushed towards his body. A huge light cocoon was using the old priest as a Center Rapid Prototyping.

"Crash!" Seeing this scene, Morea retracted the Nebula Chain, while the Archbishop remained motionless and seemed to have lost the power to resist.

"The duplicitous old guy." Morea looked at the growing light cocoon with disdain, "The mouth said no, but the body is still so honest, it is said that the bishops of Obisto are all these birds. What does it look like? It's too miserable for those gods to preach there!"

"It's time to solve the possible consequences of this matter." Morea glanced at the rapidly forming angel light cocoon, and then quickly fell towards Xenapus below...

"Sister Feiyeti, I haven't seen you for a long time." After returning to the Castle of the King of Wind, Morea quickly opened the communication circle. Through the contact information he mastered, Moreya contacted his brother-in-law's fiancee, eighth Fei Yeti, the goddess of Yi Chitian.

"Little brother Morea, it's been ten years, are you finally free to find me?" At the moment when the communication circle was opened, a female blazing goddess who was holding a teacup, appeared in front of Moreya , as if it really existed.

"Cough, haven't I been very busy recently?" Morea laughed dryly, and after chatting with the blazing goddess, Moreya quickly cut to the point, "Sister Feiyeti, recently I have I got into some small troubles, and I want you to help solve it through the channels of the Blazing God Race."

"If you cause trouble, you can solve it yourself." Half of Ilvester's body, whose face was faintly blue, appeared in the communication circle and projected it in front of Morea, looking very strange.

Seeing the brother-in-law who seemed to want to close the communication circle, Morea quickly said, "It's about Michaelella's trouble."

"Say!"

"I just kidnapped a cardinal of the Church of Dawn and threw it into Michaelella's Angel Reincarnation Pool."

"..." After a while of silence, Ilvestre's figure completely appeared in the communication circle, almost standing face to face with Morea, "How strong is that bishop?"

"Legendary seventh-order." To achieve the strength of that old guy, Moria couldn't help but tug at the corner of his mouth. After this old guy guessed what Morea wanted to do, after a moment of symbolic resistance, he gave in half-heartedly. Otherwise, how could Morea be thrown into the reincarnation pool so easily with his strength. Even if he pushes forward forcibly, it is not easy to run out with his strength.

"I understand." After hearing Morea's words, Ilvester nodded, "I will let my father communicate with the Lord of Dawn."

"Everything is over." After seeing that Ilvester couldn't wait to close the communication circle, Morea nodded with satisfaction.

Since then, there is one less human archbishop named Asimio in this world, and there is a ten-winged angel named Asimio in the clouds above Xenapus, who follows him all day long. Behind the female angel named Pamela is like a licking dog.

...

In the cold wind, the cries of countless babies wafted in the sea breeze, and the clear moonlight illuminated an extremely cruel scene. In the central open space of a dilapidated small village, countless little babies were lying there, without an inch of strands, in the cold. weeping in the wind.

It's just that no matter how loud these babies cry, no one has come out of the surrounding houses with lights shining through the windows. There are also faint sounds of crying and lamenting from those houses. There was the sound of a slap hitting the flesh.

"What is this?" Suddenly, accompanied by the sea breeze, a young man with black hair and golden eyes appeared on the sea cliff not far from the village. His eyes shone in the dark night, more dazzling than the stars in the sky , the sight is intoxicating, and as he approaches the village, a warm breath dispels the cold in the air. Make babies stop crying.

"What's wrong with these children?" Morea, who had just arrived in the New World, walked into this dilapidated village following the cries, and then he saw more than thirty babies shivering in the cold wind. They don't have an inch on their bodies, so Morea can clearly see their physical characteristics. They have a layer of fluffy white body hair, and there are tiny fangs exposed at the corners of their mouths. Obviously, this is not human.

"Child of Orcs!" According to the characteristics, Morea immediately recognized the race of these babies, but this made him even more dissatisfied, as long as they were creatures with a little IQ, they would not abandon their children.

But what he saw now. In an orc village, a group of babies were thrown into the cold wind without any measures to prevent cold and keep warm. This is no longer anti-human, this is simply anti-biology.

In his induction, eight of the thirty-five orc descendants were constantly plundered by the cold wind, so their vitality continued to decline. If he did not appear, these children would die soon.

"Who are you? Leave quickly, or don't blame me for being rude." At some point, the door of a dilapidated house opened, and one of them, a pale orc with a huge wooden stick, looked at Mu angrily. Rhea.

"Oh!" Morea was expressionless, and pointed out...