It's late at night and everyone is asleep.
A small pink princess bed.
The little ball buried in the warm quilt seemed to be disturbed, and his chubby little hands grabbed the edge of the quilt and tried to cover his little head.
Seeing this, Thor would have let the little guy continue sleeping if it wasn't the wrong timing.
But no, human life is at stake!
I made up my mind and just picked up the little dumpling.
As soon as he picked up Lingling, he noticed something unusual at the entrance to the territory.
Thor frowned, anger rising in his heart.
Who is this? It's the middle of the night, and I'm still waiting for help.
But he couldn't just ignore it, so Thor could only quickly put her little clothes on the dazed little girl, wrap her in a blanket, and hold her with one hand.
Then he took his wand.
Teleport!
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Entrance to the elf territory.
Clive was lying on the elves' teleportation stake in a strange posture, with a tied animal skin thrown beside him.
At this time, he was pale, sweating, frowning and gritting his teeth.
The clothes on his body were already torn to pieces, revealing the shocking wounds on his chest, which were bloody and horrific.
He didn't know how to attract the attention of the elves inside, so he just kept muttering in a trance.
"Cynthia, I'm back."
"I'm back."
"I'll go back..."
The sound was getting smaller and smaller, and he was about to faint.
Thor appeared holding Lingling.
Lingling was already half asleep when she was being dressed. Once she left the territory and was blown by the cool night air, the little girl immediately woke up.
At this moment, he and Thor were curiously looking at Clive lying on the tree stump, but Thor covered his eyes after just a few glances.
"Tsk, you actually made it back. You're quite capable."
Thor, who was originally angry, calmed down when he saw it was Clive.
This person's return is just in time, which is a great comfort to Cynthia's psychology.
Without waiting for Clive to see him, his eyes lit up instantly and he reacted by trapping him and his things in the teleportation range and teleporting to the door of Cynthia's room.
"Ugh! Puff!" The moment he teleported to the ground, Clive couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Thor looked up and saw it, but said nothing more.
I cast a cleansing spell over him and then a simple healing spell on him.
"It looks much better now." Thor thought to himself.
After complaining in his heart, he looked at Clive seriously.
"Okay, Cynthia went into premature labor because you came home late. Go in quickly and tell her you're back and calm her down. Then I can send Lingling in to help her give birth."
Clive was briefly dealt with by the Elf King and looked much more energetic. When he heard that his wife had given birth prematurely, he didn't care that his body had not yet fully recovered and hurriedly stumbled into the room.
Seeing that Clive was still walking unsteadily, Lingling asked Thor, who was staring at the door, puzzledly: "Uncle Thor, didn't your healing magic heal that uncle? It seems like he's still in pain."
Thor looked into Lingling's clear eyes and tapped her nose amusedly: "Do you think this is the healing magic of the tree people?"
"The healing magic that Uncle learned is only the most basic, and can only heal external injuries. It cannot cure internal injuries or extremely severe external injuries. Moreover, even if it is the healing magic of the Tree People, it cannot heal the injuries at all. Your Grandma Irene told Uncle last time."
Lingling frowned and thought for a while.
So Lingling's healing magic is different from everyone else's? It seems Lingling can heal.
"Baby, the inherited magic of all the races you learn will be different from their own. Yours will be more powerful." Bai Jiu came out to explain. "Just like when you go in to help that aunt later, any Treeman and any Elf who come together won't be able to reach your level."
Lingling nodded her head, not quite understanding what was said.
Thor saw her nod and thought it was a response to him.
"Lingling, uncle won't ask you how you're going to help the auntie inside later, but you must ensure your own safety. Do you hear me?"
Lingling came back to her senses and nodded solemnly.
"Yes, Lingling can do it. Don't worry, Uncle Sol."
As the two were talking, Clive rushed out of the room unsteadily and looked at Lingling pleadingly, "My dear, please, Auntie is in great pain now. Please help her."
After hearing what was said, Lingling kicked her legs, signaling Thor to put her down.
After landing, she handed the small blanket wrapped around her body to Thor, and then walked into the house with her short legs in a heroic and confident manner.
As soon as he entered the room, he seemed to remember something and cast a healing spell on Clive, then entered the room without saying a word.
Uncle Bai said that this is called the style of a master. Well, also, a master should talk less.
Clive suddenly felt like he had endless energy. He looked at the closed door excitedly and turned to look at the Elf King.
"Elf King, this?"
Sol also noticed Lingling's little trick and guessed that she might have felt that she had not cured Clive just now, so she helped him treat it again.
Although she felt soft inside, her expression was indifferent as she looked at Clive.
"What, you don't want to recover? If you don't want to recover, you can stay in the deep forest for two more days."
Clive retorted in a low voice, "No, thank you and the little kid."
After that, the two of them waited quietly for Cynthia to give birth.
......
As soon as Lingling entered the room, she smelled a strong smell of blood.
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