There was silence in his arms for a long time.

Lan Yue suddenly struggled slightly, Qianling blinked at him, and saw that he looked determined to be heroic, and raised his head with a red face and kissed the corner of her lips.

Seeing her stunned and looking at him, someone's face turned even redder, and he kissed her slowly, as if to prove that he would not get tired of her.

She still didn't respond, and his face was red and dripping blood, and he had to kiss him a third time to prove it. Qianling couldn't hold back and finally laughed out loud, and the young man who hugged her tightly softened his heart:

"Alright, alright...... I see. ”

Her cold and arrogant Lord Luna, who is handy in fighting, is like a young and shy child in emotional matters, she doesn't dare to cross a step, and she is so cute and clumsy that she wants to bully him all day long.

"By the way, there's something you have to be honest with me. ”

Qianling remembered something, and let go of him with a straight face.

Looking at her serious expression, Lan Yue's beautiful silver eyes widened slightly, and she looked at her without blinking, as if she also realized the seriousness of the problem, and honestly did not dare to move.

Qianling slowly approached with a straight face, stopped in front of the tip of his nose, and stared at the obviously dazed and nervous guy:

"Three hundred years ago, the demon girl you liked......"

She pondered the words.

"You ...... Where have we got?"

Lan Yue was slightly stunned, looked at her fixedly, and did not speak. His gaze slowly shifted from the girl's scarlet eyes to the strange black feathers behind her, between the demonic membranous wings and the angel wings, and then slowly moved back to her face, and the pupils trembled slightly and overflowed with strange brilliance.

"What about you," Qianling saw that he was silent, anxious and angry, "can't you say it?"

He lowered his eyelashes as if in earnest recollection, and raised his index finger to point at his cheek.

"She kissed your face?!" Qianling gritted her teeth.

His eyes were innocent, and he nodded lightly for a long time.

"How many times?"

He held out an index finger.

"Is there anything else?"

He shook his head.

"Chirp" kissed him on the right cheek softly and hard, Lan Yue was stunned, and before she could react, it landed on the left side of her face with a louder sound.

"Here, here, and here......" Qianling tapped his cheeks, and finally on his lips, blew her beard and glared, and said her territorial declaration fiercely, "It's all mine, and I'm only allowed to kiss alone." ”

His cheeks were red, his ears were hot as if they were about to smoke, his eyelashes fluttered and he wanted to hide in embarrassment, but she grabbed him with sharp eyes to stop him.

It's a warm and pleasant morning, and the sun is just right, and it's warm. The wind chimes under the eaves are ringing softly, the sound of the distant wind blowing the canopy, and the sometimes excited and sometimes scolding fishing sound of the distant stream by the stream, as if coming from a dream.

In the treehouse, the two of them hugged each other and slept under the flying curtains by the window lattice, sprinkled with golden sunlight. Qianling hugged the warm body in her arms, rested her chin on his neck, and muttered a little unwillingly.

"It's irresponsible to kiss someone else, what's the matter if you leave...... What's the deal with giving a promise but making people wait for a lifetime...... It's too much...... This kind of scum...... If only I had to see her...... Be sure to scold ...... fiercely."

Lan Yue listened to her stingy and trivial muttering, but her lips could not hide a shallow smile, and she closed her eyes and gently buried her soft chestnut hair.

"Yue ......," she arched over to him with a slumped face, "you ...... What do you like about that girl? You never told me about you 300 years ago......

He lowered his head to her forehead: "Hmm...... I don't know. ”

"I don't know?" Qianling wrinkled her face, "You like people, and there is no reason?"

He looked at this sour guy, the curvature of his lips became deeper and deeper, and he suddenly understood why she always liked to tease him and tease him, it was really funny and cute: "It's true." ”

"Then let me ask you, is that girl good-looking, how does she compare to you?"

"I don't know. ”

"??? Lanyue, if you lie to me again, I'll ......," she said, rubbing up and biting him, "bite you." ”

"I really don't know," he cried and laughed and let her hold him and nibble on him, "I haven't seen any looks." ”

Qianling was puzzled and wanted to ask questions again, so he simply explained by himself:

"At that time, I was young. A person on the bank of the molten river, who has no wind resistance and has not yet grown membrane wings, is often bullied. ”

"She was the one who saved me, took care of me through my weakest days, gave me my name, and was my only relative. So I've been looking for her. ”

Qianling frowned: "Then it shouldn't be that I haven't seen my looks...... What a strange person would not let others see his appearance, is it too ugly......"

Lan Yue looked at the guy with rolling eyes, and gently closed her eyes against her, and the smile on her lips deepened:

"yes...... Ugly-looking. ”

Fortunately, the time is worth it.

He found her.

"Why do I think you're calling me ugly?" Qianling grabbed his cheek, kneading it like dough, giggling and leaning in to kiss him sweetly, "It doesn't matter if I'm ugly, just look good." ”

Sweet times always fly by, and in the blink of an eye, another three months have passed.

Spirited Ghost used the former Holy Angel to act as a patrol bodyguard and nanny servant, and was either patrolling the forest all day long, fishing, picking grass, hunting, and changing the tricks to prepare meals and send them to the tree house, and he had to be disgusted by the little ancestor.

He only gritted his teeth and endured it, the prodigal son who had been chic and unruly in the past and did not stick to the leaves in the thousands of flowers, he had always only served him, how could he serve others, and now he has lost his temper. There's no way to do it, who makes him owe that dead girl.

Ellen has been at peace a lot in recent months, knowing that the Demon Clan's defensive strength is now lacking, but it seems that he is afraid of something, so he only sends a large number of guards to patrol the border of Galandel day and night, and secretly listens to intelligence news.

The moon god, the realm spirit, including Qian Shu, the head of the elders, and the three strongest protective forces guarding the demon clan disappeared at the same time, and as the news spread like a plague, a large number of people at the bottom of the valley fell into panic. Fights and looting incidents occurred one after another, fear ignited bloodthirsty instincts, more and more demons changed blood prisoners, and murder cases were common.

As a result, the situation intensified, a large number of guards and blood prisoners began to fight, and the once lively and warm valley town turned into a bloody battlefield in a blink of an eye.

Qianling landed at the bottom of the deep valley under the escort of Lie Double Shadow and Yu Lao, her blood-colored red pupils and jet-black wings that opened in an instant, setting off an unprecedentedly powerful coercion that crushed all the blood prisoners to the ground in an instant, struggling and screaming, unable to move. At the same time, there were also groups of demon guards and ordinary people, whispering in fear and doubt.

"Angel ...... Is it the angel of Ellens?"

"How did an angel appear here...... It's exposed, the Lord of the Realm Spirit is not there, and it must be exposed here......"

"No, no, she's not an angel, her eyes and wings don't resemble...... But that man is definitely one of Elan Is......" ()