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Lan Yue stood in front of the fitting mirror, the ordinary black and red clothes of the demon clan were spread with beautiful patterns, her white and slender wrists were showing under the wide and loose sleeve robe, and her long black hair was as clear as a waterfall pouring down her back to her waist.

Flying curtains cast hazy light and shadow.

The wind blew his hair, and he turned his face to look at the person beside him, his beautiful and fair side face was faint in the shimmer of snow, and his skin was like congealed cream.

Qianling looked at him with her chin and shook her head:

"Still no. ”

Although he has changed into the most ordinary demon clan clothes, whether it is a thin and straight figure, long hair as black as a waterfall, or an unforgettable appearance......

are easily recognizable at first glance.

Qianling thought for a moment, pulled him to a chair and sat down, pulled the long black hair back to his head, and took out the soft warm yellow cat hat from the closet and gently put it on his head.

"Hmm...... It's so much better. ”

She looked at his face, paused and found a red scarf, put it around his neck, circled it a few times, and straightened it slightly upwards to cover most of his face.

"That's it. Qianling nodded in satisfaction.

He looked at her, half of his face submerged in a scarf, and his dark red eyes were clear.

The New Year is approaching.

The demon town at the bottom of the valley is even more lively and prosperous, with colorful lanterns hanging on the branches and eaves, and lush flowers and trees dotting the window lattices and corners, and hanging small flashing lanterns.

People come and go, like a tide.

The girl took the boy's hand and walked all the way through the flowing crowd.

He looked at the lanterns, flowers and trees around him, and from time to time there were frolicking children flapping their wings and running past him in groups......

But there was always a body that was only as high as his chin in front of him, blocking the surging flow of people.

Holding hands transmits body temperature.

The girl's chestnut hair fluttered in front of her eyes, and the similar scene, compared to the previous shoulder-length short hair, was almost down to the shoulders.

"Snack Street over there!"

Suddenly, she turned around and pointed to him at the great root of the tree that rose in the distance, the central street closest to the trunk of the sacred tree:

"I used to run all over the towns below and didn't see anything to eat, but the big brother who delivered the food told me about this snack street. ”

He looked at her smile and said softly, "Want to go?"

"I'm sure I'm going to go!" Qianling nodded, "Isn't the purpose of coming here to eat?" ”

"It's just that the root of the tree is a little tall," she said, pulling out the twine with a hook she had prepared, "I'll have to rely on this to ......."

A pair of hands around the waist.

The long, black membranous wings stretched out from the crowd, like a barrier of darkness to cut off the surroundings.

In the next second, his body suddenly lightened, and the lights flashed in front of him like a phantom, and in an instant, the light and shadow changed, and he had reached the central town.

The toes touched the ground, and the hand around the waist was released.

He took her hand and continued walking.

Qianling was stunned and didn't react, he was pulled forward by him, paused and hurriedly trotted two steps and walked beside him side by side:

"Why did you fly me up, I can come up myself, you ...... now."

"It's not heavy. ”

He looked at her, half of his face hidden in a scarf, revealing his clear eyes, reflecting the light of the lamp:

"Before, you were like that. ”

always fluttered the pair of snow-white, small wings, and took him all over the roof, the building, the sea of clouds.

Qianling looked at him, her eyes trembled, she slowly lowered her head, and did not speak.

People come and go, and the lights are shining.

Two people walked side by side in the flow of people.

Qianling looked at the crowds of people around her, and remembered the sea of clouds and the equally lively Tianshui Market.

The girl led the silver-haired little boy and walked forward in the flow of people.

My heart trembled suddenly.

Moon......

I've really grown up.

She looked at the young man beside her, and gently clenched the palm of her hand with emotion, and the corners of her lips curled into a smile...... Reassuring and sour.

Grown into a ...... An adult who can live well without her protection.

The central towns that welcome the New Year are decorated with lights, and the snack streets are crowded with people.

"Don't squeeze don't squeeze ......!"

Qianling struggled through the crowd, trying to protect the people behind her.

Misstep, mistaken!

As the New Year approaches, most of the demon clansmen at the bottom of the valley have gathered in the snack street in the central town, and the whole street is blocked.

This degree of crowding is not inferior to the original garden party of the Rose Sky Feather Terrace, and he can't even spread his wings, so he can't get out at all.

Lan Yue was behind her, squeezed like a fish in a narrow slit.

Strange eyes were cast from unknown corners in all directions, and there always seemed to be someone leaning over and rubbing against him in the pushing, and from time to time groping his hands on the membranous wings that had been retracted behind him, and pretending not to care about touching his arms.

He huddled there and couldn't move, unrecognizable in the crowd, moving uncomfortably.

Until a groping pig hand touched his waist again......

"What for?!"

Qianling pulled him over to block him, and a pair of frozen eyes swept over the few people around him one by one, the cold light was cold, and the anger showed the sharp little tiger teeth.

The fierce god was as vicious as a jackal, tiger and leopard, and in an instant, the noisy crowd around him was silent for a few seconds.

"Satsuki, go. ”

Qianling took his hand and squeezed to the side with all her might, while glaring back at the back a few times.

A wall drop off the street.

Flowers and trees are placed on the edge of the wall, and small round lanterns are shining with colorful lights.

The two men held hands and leaned against the wall, breathing a long sigh of relief.

"Ah, really!" Qianling muttered, blowing her beard and glaring.

It's all wrapped up like this, why is there still anyone beating him?

"Are you alright, Satsuki?"

Qianling looked at him with some concern: "Does the wound hurt?"

He shook his head and looked at her with clear eyes: "Shall we go back?"

Qianling looked at the crowd of people in the dark on the street in the distance:

"Why are so many people annoying......!

Holding her hand and wrapping it slightly, "It's okay." ”

She looked up into the young man's clear eyes:

"No! It's all here, and we can't go back in vain. ”

If you miss this time, Xiaoyue probably won't have a chance to come here again in the future, at least......

As if having made up his mind, Qianling broke away from his hand and began to roll up his sleeves, and his eyes were round:

"I think when I grabbed the discounted goods, I even did the thing of slapping people's faces with my wings......"

Other people's wings are too big to spread in the crowd, but her small wings are much more flexible, and she "snaps" with her face.

Although she has no wings now, her ability to grab goods is not covered!

"Satsuki, wait for me here!

Lan Yue watched her plunge into the dark crowd of people on the street, and was stunned and wanted to follow, but there was no trace of her in the surging crowd.