League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Looking up to the south, although he could only see the endless Silver Mountains, Ziram always felt that he could see the great power pillar of light.

That is Targon Peak, a place where one has placed hope on oneself, but brought fear to oneself with cruel reality.

He did not save the tribe himself, and lost his wife.

His wife was still there, but she lost her responsibilities and chose to become a warrior who fought for the gods.

Perhaps after the flaming beam of light descended, the wife was no longer human.

A warrior of a **** is also a god. God and man cannot live together, even though that **** gave birth to two lovely daughters for him.

Thank God, the daughter in the womb did not become a terrible **** with his wife.

The man in simple cloth sighed, and tightened the tattered sack behind his back, making sure that the few wild sweet potatoes in the sack did not fall to the ground from the hole.

This is the daily ration for him and his two daughters. Even for the sake of their daughters, he has to live strong, just like when he escaped from Targon and took a rickety boat to the land of Demacia that hated him.

Only by staying in this non-magical place can he feel that he has escaped his wife's terrifying scorching flames, which is the only reason why he chose this unpleasant land as a place to live.

"Gentiles! Please stay away from us! There are enough refugees in Demacia, we don't need anyone to **** land and food from us!"

Accompanied by the whistling sound of waving wooden sticks, there was a reprimand from a Demacian villager behind him, as if being pierced by a sharp arrow, Ziram hunched his shoulders, and quickened himself as if he had not heard anything. footsteps.

He thought he was walking with dignity, but in fact, in the eyes of the Demacians, this foreigner refugee shrank his head like a dirty mouse, trotting all the way to flee outside the village in embarrassment.

There was a little more laughter in the village.

To the southeast, on the outskirts of the quiet forest near the Norkmoch Plains, is the home that Ziram built for himself and his two daughters.

Because there were no Demacians and no Mumbia people there, Ziram chose to build a simple wooden house there.

At least let his daughter grow up a little bit, at least let the xenophobic Demacians accept him a little more, otherwise he can't imagine what he would do if someone maliciously took his daughter away, he was very incompetent, Neither was chosen by Targon, nor by his wife, and even the xenophobic Demacians did not accept him, and he could only flee in terror.

Thinking back to his daughter's lovely face, Ziram, who knew the sinister heart of the heart, sighed and disappeared on the border of Demacia.

When approaching the Forest of Tranquility, Ziram stood vigilantly in the same place, because in the direction of his oncoming, a dozen soldiers armed with weapons ran, and it could be recognized from the clothing that this was the Mumbia tribe. fighter.

'Are the Mombians going to invade Demacia? ’

The man froze in place, motionless.

Perhaps returning to Demacia quickly and telling the Demacians that the Mombius invaded could make the Demacians identify with him more, but what if his behavior of turning around and running aroused the hostility of the Mombiians? What if I die here? What if my daughter dies here?

I don't know what the man who was shivering like a quail was thinking, a kind Mombiya shouted loudly.

"Hey! That man! Noxus has captured the Noxus plains! If you see a Noxian soldier, run away! Don't let the Noxian beheaded!"

He ignored Ziram, whose face was stiff, and ran to the west without stopping, as if there were millions of Noxian troops behind him.

Seeing the group of Mumbia soldiers hurriedly left, Ziram was slightly relieved, but only slightly, because he immediately remembered what the soldiers said, the Noxians occupying the Nokmachi Plains. this matter.

"I just settled down in the Forest of Tranquility, and my daughter's frail body can no longer withstand the long journey.

What's more, if you forcibly bring your daughter to settle in Demacia, there are beggars who can't work, and Demacia's xenophobia is likely to be forcibly beaten and expelled, and the Mumbia people are also defeated. Terrible Noxians..."

Looking up at the sky, Ziram always felt that the world was so big that there was no place for him and his daughter.

"Anyway, let's go back first, my daughter is still hungry."

In a simple wooden house on the outskirts of Tranquility Forest, two little girls with charcoal-black muddy faces sat side by side on the cold ground with their legs folded. Especially when the stomach is 'gurgling'.

"Sister, I'm hungry~ where is dad?"

The little black-haired girl held her sister's little hand aggrievedly, her big eyes filled with mist.

"Sister, I'm hungry too. Dad hasn't come back yet."

Holding her sister's little hand, the blond sister looked into her sister's eyes, only to feel that her own eyes were beginning to get confused.

Hunger will make people lose their ability to think, and extreme hunger will make people collapse. .

Seeing how her sister was about to cry, the elder sister who was the first to cry hugged her.

"Woooooo... Dad (choked) Dad will be back with food soon, don't be afraid, there is a sister with you (choked)."

"Sister, don't cry, woo woo, sis, don't cry..."

The two sisters comforted each other~www.novelmt.com~ but the effect was very poor. Instead, they were crying at the same time, one louder than the other.

Finally stopped crying, the two sisters began to whisper, for the little girl, this was the only way to stop being hungry.

"Sister, why do you think mom left dad?"

"Nonsense! Dad chose to leave mom, but mom was very busy, but she never left us."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu33. You're talking nonsense! My father wanted to reconcile with my mother and let her go with us, but my mother has been refusing it all the time. Instead, she has alienated my father. Why do you say that my father left my mother?" "

Sending off the arm that was holding her sister, her sister puffed out a bun face.

"Sister, my mother didn't abandon us. It was my father who took us away from my mother. Do you understand? It was my father who abandoned my mother. Although... it was for our own good, but it did not change the fact that my father abandoned my mother."

"You are talking nonsense!"

Aggrieved, she let go of her hand holding her sister, who also angrily refused to speak.

The cold war between the two sisters continued until the wooden door holding the latch was knocked. The two sisters covered their mouths and looked terrified.

"Misha? Sheena?"

"It's Dad!! (*2

The panic dissipated, and the two joyful sisters hugged each other again and cheered a little.

The wooden door was opened from the inside, Ziram smiled and put down the broken sack on his shoulders, and opened his arms to hold the two lovely daughters in his arms.

Only at this time, as a father, he will never back down in the face of any difficulties, even if he will die the next moment.

He didn't know why, he only knew that he could do it.