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Under the eaves hang delicate and gorgeous lanterns, on which the delicate flower branch pattern spreads, beautiful and elegant, spread along the street all the way, there is no end in sight.

There are a few flowering trees on both sides of the street, and the black, scorched branches are full of pure white flowers, and the delicate petals reflect the lantern firelight, glowing with a warm orange-red sheen.

Silver bells jingle.

Snow-white fluff adorns the neck and skirt, which looks warm and soft.

Qianling walked along the brightly lit street, her soft chestnut hair fluttering over her shoulders, slightly disheveled.

This is West Street.

She looked at the chic and delicate lanterns around her, and the word "West" was written among the beautiful and elegant flower branches on the lampshade, and her eyes were full of joy.

There is a faint fragrance between the wings of the nose.

Qianling took a deep breath very comfortably, followed the fragrance, and showed a slight surprise in her eyes.

At intervals on both sides of the street was a flowering tree, its branches black and scorched, but full of snow-white flowers. The flowers are as white as snow, smeared with orange-red fire, showing a colorful color.

Qianling leaned over and tilted her head to look at the snow-white flower, stretched out her hand and gently touched the soft petals, with a hint of novelty in her eyes.

It's such a beautiful flower, and it smells so fragrant.

With a slight pause in her fingers, she looked at the snow-white trees on both sides of the street, and tugged at her hair in some confusion.

West Street is far away from where the orc people live, and she rarely comes here, but she came once when she was wandering around in the days when she had just arrived at the Demon Clan.

But the last time I came, I didn't seem to see these white flowers.

Looks like it's freshly planted?

Qianling smiled in a good mood and continued to walk forward.

The lights are flickering, warm and welcoming.

The whole West Street is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, sweet and pleasant.

Qianling's steps are brisk, slightly jumping, like a happy rabbit.

After a few days of anxiety, although she hadn't gotten the job of the pastry shop yet, her mood was much better.

She had already thought about it, if she really got the job, and the boss agreed to exchange her salary for milk, then let Li Jing and Li Xi come over with her.

The chestnut hair curls slightly around the cheeks, glowing with the orange glow of the lights.

Silver bells jingle.

Qianling looked around, and her footsteps slowly stopped.

Perhaps because it is located on the edge of town, it is significantly less crowded than other crowded streets.

But today, all the way over, there are very few people, very few.

I don't know when she was the only one on this wide street.

And in the shops on both sides of the street, the shopkeepers are nowhere to be found.

The whole street was silent, and there was no one except her.

The snow-white flower trees are fragrant and refreshing, and the lanterns under the eaves are delicate and elegant, and the lights are scorching and swaying with the wind.

There was silence all around, except for the "tinkling" of silver bells at the wrist and the rustling of lanterns and flower branches in the wind.

I always feel ...... It's kind of weird.

Swallowing slightly, Qianling's pace sped up a few points and ran forward.

The streets stretch out as if there is no end, and the lanterns on both sides are scorching and the shadows are dancing.

Silver bells jingle.

The white skirt was gently brushed at the knees, and the chestnut hair was lifted by the breeze, and the strands fluttered on the shoulders.

She ran forward, dragging long shadows behind her, struggling and swaying.

Quietly, circles of invisible ripples rippled out of the air, like a calm lake rippled with small ripples, and the whole street seemed to be disturbed by the lake, slightly twisted and fluctuated!

His brows furrowed slightly, and his breathing became a little rapid.

The flickering lanterns lining the streets retreated all the way to the rear.

Why is this street so long?

The orange and red lights are warm and swaying, and the fragrance of flowers fills the nose.

The head was faintly groggy.

Qianling shook her head, patted her face again, and continued to run forward.

The breeze flowed, and the light chestnut hair on his forehead was stained with warm orange firelight, quietly flying, revealing the white forehead.

The light green light of the stars appeared quietly, like a faint firefly, quietly flickering, and soon extinguished and disappeared.

The air twisted and rippled, quietly rippling.

It is as if the turbulent lake is gradually calming down, and the last ripples slowly ripple out, and finally return to tranquility.

The lights were on, and there was a faint noise ahead.

Panting slightly, Qianling looked at the crowd not far away, and a smile unconsciously rose on her lips.

People come and go, lively and prosperous.

Qianling breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the brightly lit shop not far away, her eyes overflowed with light, she reached out and straightened her hair and skirt that were a little messy, and walked forward.

Delicate lanterns hang in front of the store, scorching with firelight. The shops are flanked by bright light trees, which are colorful and radiant.

The crowd in front of the shop was crowded, and people looked inside the store with curiosity in their eyes.

The sweet smell of sweets and pastries fills the air.

This is it!

Qianling looked at the crowded shop, and tried to squeeze into the crowd with all her strength.

Looking at the curious faces in the crowd around her, Qianling frowned unconsciously.

Isn't it just a newly opened confectionery shop? What are these people doing at the door instead of going into the store to buy?

And, looking at the expressions of these people, it seems that they are very curious about this shop, don't they know that this is a pastry shop?

With a bunch of questions in her head, Qianling patted her face helplessly.

What the hell is going on today?

From the moment I came to this West Street, I encountered all kinds of strange things.

Finally squeezed to the front of the crowd, the crowd behind him was still surging and pushing, Qianling staggered and cut her hair, and showed a smile to the two girls dressed as clerks at the door of the store:

"Hello, I heard that there is a recruitment here, I ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the two girls glanced at her, slowly turned sideways, and motioned for her to enter.

Her eyes were overflowing with joy, and Qianling flashed a pair of starry eyes, thanking them excitedly.

These days, whether it is buying milk or looking for a job, she has a nose of dust. Now someone not only didn't drive her away, but also let her into the store, which was really flattering.

Slowly pushing open the door, the bead curtain hanging on the door trembled and swayed slightly, making a soft sound.

When the door closed, my ears suddenly became quiet, and I could no longer hear the noise of the crowd, as if I had entered another independent world.

The room is huge, filled with delicate and lovely sweets and pastries, colorful and uniquely shaped.

Qianling looked around, this pastry shop was so big, but there was no one inside.

Gently knocking on another small door in the room, Qianling tentatively shouted inside:

"Anyone, boss?"

There was silence and no response.

The hand hesitated, and slowly pushed the door open.

It was pitch black and chaotic inside the door, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Qianling blinked suspiciously, and leaned closer to the door, trying to see clearly.

The shadow fell silently behind itself.

A strong force came from behind her, and instantly pushed her whole person into the room!