"Blessing Sign?"

Qianling looked at him without blinking, a little dazed in her eyes, a little curious: "What is that?"

"It's a kind of magic that contains the power of protection or blessing given from the outside," Lan Feng looked at her, his gaze calm, "Do you have any impressions?"

Qianling thought about it very seriously, pursed her lips, frowned, and tilted her head again...... Then he lowered his head and looked at Li Xiaoruo in his arms. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Xiaoruo also looked up at her with a small face, and the little fox ears of white velvet were crooked.

Lan Feng looked at the two of them staring at each other in confusion, and casually closed the heavy books on the table, and with a slight stroke of his white fingertips, two circles of shallow ripples rippled from his fingertips and the upper end of the bookshelf one after another, and the books had returned to their original positions on the bookshelf in a blink of an eye.

Qianling was still thinking about it carefully and in great confusion, searching her intestines and scraping her belly, and gradually her face twisted into a ball...... Lan Feng stared at her, and the blue tendons on his forehead jumped slightly.

Quietly glanced at the black-haired boy who was staring at him expressionlessly by the bookshelf not far away, looked at the chestnut-haired girl in front of the table again, and patiently began to explain:

"Generally speaking, whether strong or weak, injecting one's own magic into others, whether deep or shallow, will leave a mark. ”

Qianling looked at him very seriously and nodded.

"There are generally two kinds of marks left by the injection of magic power, the blessing seal and the curse mark," Lan Feng looked at Li Xiaoruo in her arms, "What special scar marks does this child have?"

Qianling bit her lip and thought about it carefully:

"The special scar mark doesn't seem to have ...... However, Xiao Ruo has a birthmark on her body. ”

"Birthmark?" Lan Feng looked at her, frowning slightly, "What kind of birthmark?"

"I remember it was like ...... on my back"

Qianling muttered in a low voice, holding Li Xiaoruo with one hand, and slightly fading the pink and white jacket around her neck with the other, revealing the back of her shoulders.

"Oh yes, here it is. ”

Qianling looked at the imperceptible shallow marks on the back of Li Xiaoruo's shoulder, and her eyes showed a little worry:

"Is that it?"

The black robe hung diagonally on the side of the carved wooden chair, the gray fox fur was dyed with a hazy firelight, Lan Feng stood up from behind the table and walked to her side, hugging Li Xiaoruo in her arms.

Lan Yue stood next to the bookshelf next to the carved wooden table, her long ink-colored hair scattered around her waist like a waterfall, and her long hair was dancing with candle flames, glowing with orange and red luster.

The eyelashes drooped, casting a faint shadow.

He stood there quietly, staring over here, at the shadow of the chestnut-haired white dress...... But he never spoke, nor did he come near.

"This birthmark was there a long time ago, and we found it when we bathed her when Xiao Ruo was just born. ”

Qianling leaned next to Lan Feng and glanced at his expression from time to time, as if she was afraid that he would see something bad.

The short dark purple hair hung down between his ears, Lan Feng lowered his head, looked at the shallow mark on the back of the child's shoulder in his arms, and gradually frowned slightly, and a complex look flashed under his dark red eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Qianling looked at him and hesitated: "This is just an ordinary birthmark, it shouldn't be the blessing mark you said......

"Not a birthmark. The voice paused, as if confused, "...... Nor is it an imprint. ”

Lan Feng looked at the shallow marks on the back of Li Xiaoruo's shoulders, and frowned:

"It's more like...... Branding. ”

Qianling leaned next to him and raised her head in surprise, a pair of amber eyes staring at the copper bell:

"Branding, branding?!"

hugged Li Xiaoruo in his arms, she anxiously reached out to fade the pink and white jacket even more, and carefully looked at the shallow scar.

"Mom?"

The little fox with white velvet ears cocked over her head, Li Xiaoruo looked at her expression that was about to cry, blinked lightly a little blankly, and stretched out her little hand to hug her and rub her face comfortingly.

"How can it be a scar...... Qian Ling stared at the shallow mark on the back of Li Xiaoruo's shoulder without blinking, her eyes trembled fiercely, "This is impossible...... After Xiao Ruo was born, I have always stayed by her side, she has never been burned, how can there be burns on her body......"

If it was really a burn, could it be that Xiao Ruo had been burned at some point she didn't know?

Slowly hugged Li Xiaoruo in her arms, Qianling bit her lip slightly, and her eyes were slightly red.

Lan Feng looked at Li Xiaoruo in her arms, and her expression seemed to be a little more solemn.

The fair-skinned fingertips slowly stroked the shallow marks on the back of Li Xiaoruo's shoulders, paused, and slowly withdrew.

"It's a scar, indeed. And......," the voice paused slightly, "there is magic around this scar. ”

Qianling was stunned and slowly raised her eyes to look at him.

Lan Feng looked down at the shallow scar, frowning:

"And this breath ...... It's exactly the same strange magic I mentioned earlier, and it should come from the same person. ”

Slowly moving his gaze to the chestnut-haired girl in front of him, Lan Feng looked at her, frowning slightly:

"If you think about it, has this kid ever been burned?"

Qianling shook her head slowly:

"No...... Since Xiaoruo was born, I have always been by her side, and I have never allowed her to touch dangerous things such as flames, and we have been watching her carefully when she enters the kitchen......"

The white velvet little fox ears shook gently, and a snow-white fluffy little fox tail swayed gently.

Li Xiaoruo hugged Qianling's neck and looked at her with her head down and a little depressed...... Suddenly turned his little head, stared at Lan Feng without blinking, pursed his small mouth, showed a grimace at him, and stuck out his tongue:

"Uncle is not allowed to bully my mother. ”

Lan Feng looked at her pair of magnificent heterochromatic pupils, and paused slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something:

"That's right...... This kid is a mix of our race and the orcs, right?"

Qianling raised her eyes to look at him and nodded, her expression a little surprised, as if she wondered why he suddenly asked this.

Lan Feng's frowning brows stretched slightly, and he looked at her again, with a serious expression:

"Since she is a hybrid of the orcs and ours, then, this also means...... In this world, in addition to fire, there are ...... that can burn her."

Lan Feng paused, and his expression was a little weird:

"Angelic Light. ”

Qianling was stunned, and her eyes suddenly trembled.

"Holy light, ......?" his voice was low, trembling slightly.

Qianling slowly raised her eyes, her eyes flickered slightly, as if she remembered something, and her face turned a little pale:

"You're right, Xiao Ruo has indeed been burned by the Holy Light......

It was as if he had returned to the corpse-strewn valley, and the chaos in front of him was blurred, and a golden light appeared, filling the houses and the ground, as bright as golden stars.

I still remember the dark room, the door that was kicked open, the broken lock, and the cold night wind......

The fox girl curled up and groaned in pain on the messy bed, the high bulging abdomen under the pale fingers, the hand that quietly touched her stomach with the flickering white light, the blazing holy light that shone like day, and the thick blood gushing out from the corner of the girl's lips!

And......

A wisp of white smoke rose slowly from the girl's abdomen, which was violently shaking like a painful struggle.