Dusk is dead. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sea of fire is long, like brilliant clouds spread out in the air.

Maroon hair was curled by the night wind.

Qianling stood on the gravel ground, looking at the angel boy wearing a white mask above the sky, she was slightly stunned, and unconsciously clenched the enchantment cannon barrel in her hand.

…… Another one?

She looked at the girl who stopped moving in a daze, and then slowly looked at the young man......

Silently moved the barrel of the enchantment cannon in his hand and aimed the muzzle at him.

Judging by the girl's reaction, she should know the young man.

Then he's probably ...... too

Belonging to the so-called "special forces" of Ehrenis?

With a slight frown, she stared at the young man without blinking, clenching the enchantment cannon barrel in her hand tightly, a pair of amber eyes with vigilance and determination.

Longya and Xiao Jiu were both injured and are now ...... It's up to her to protect them.

As soon as this dangerous element makes a move......

She had to react the first time.

The night wind rises, and the white clothes roll up.

The wind ruffled the boy's light chestnut hair, reflecting the scorching fire, and the plain white mask was coated with a hazy light.

Qianling looked at the white mask on the young man's face from afar, and the hand holding the barrel of the cannon paused.

This mask ......

I always feel ...... Somewhat familiar.

Like where have I seen it.

The sea of fire swept through the sky, blazing like a dusk sunset.

The glazed wings stretched out and suspended in the air, looking up at the young man above the canopy, his brows furrowed slightly:

"It's you...... What are you doing here? The fox's words don't need to be found, that fool is reckless and in a hurry to make meritorious service, and it is estimated that he was skinned by the moon god and made a fox fur. ”

The light chestnut hair fluttered with the night wind, and the young man was quietly suspended in the air, and his clear voice came from behind the mask, revealing a bit of immaturity in the plainness:

Collection. ”

"I know where Luochuan is," Ruri glanced at him impatiently, "I don't need anyone else to dictate me. ”

The boy was silently suspended in the air, not speaking.

A pair of snow-white wings smeared with a hazy firelight, slowly stretching—

“…… Wait a minute!" Ruri saw him stretch his wings and was about to turn away, paused, and quickly called out to stop him.

Longya was still sitting on the ground, looking at the two figures on the canopy who were chatting with themselves, and blinked a little sluggishly.

Slowly struggling to stand up, she patted the ash on her body, leaned into Qianling's ear, and lowered her voice:

"Those two people seem to be arguing...... This masked boy doesn't seem to have a good relationship with that crazy woman, so he shouldn't be here to help deal with us......"

Qianling didn't speak, still staring vigilantly at the figure on the canopy, and the cannon barrel in her hand never let go.

Stretching his wings, the boy stopped, suspended in the air.

Liuli looked at him, frowned slightly, hesitated and asked: "...... Gaze asked you to come?"

The boy did not look back and did not speak.

“…… Never mind. ”

She sighed, the phoenix flower feathers on her forehead were silently extinguished, she lowered her head and glared coldly at the chestnut-haired girl on the ground below, her snow-white wings spread, and the whole person dissipated into the air like a breeze in a blink of an eye:

"Little Bunny...... You're in luck today. Don't let me see you again!"

Qianling looked at her, biting her lip and not speaking.

Longya stood beside her and quietly stuck out her tongue, "Phew." ”

The fire faded away, revealing a black-purple canopy again.

The scorching heat receded, and the night breeze brought a bit of coolness.

Feel a sight,

Qianling was stunned and looked up.

The night breeze is calm, and the short light chestnut hair is gently blowing.

The young man watched her quietly, his short white robe rolling in the wind.

The line of sight is opposite.

Qianling was slightly stunned, and her hand holding the barrel was a little tight...... It slowly loosened again.

Something suddenly shuddered in the chest, and a subtle stinging pain sprouted from the bottom of the heart, spreading, and blocking the throat.

In a trance, it was difficult to breathe.

She looked at the young man's face in a daze, her brow furrowed slightly.

Obviously through the mask, I can feel the familiar gaze so clearly......

Who are you?

"Hey, fool—" an impatient voice came from somewhere above the sky, "Hurry up, what's the fuss!"

The night breeze rose, and the short maroon hair fluttered from the plain white mask.

Snow-white slender wings stretch,

The boy turned away, silently dissipating into the wind.

The twilight was dull, the fire had cleared, and the ruined village had returned to silence.

"Whew...... Finally, there is no danger......" Longya slowly sat on the ground and let out a long sigh of relief.

The white dress was swept up by the night wind, and Qianling stood in place, still looking up at the sky, her eyes a little dull.

The empty chest cavity seemed to have something important dug out...... Empty and lost.

…… What is it?

"Qianling, Qianling!" Feeling that the skirt was being pulled, Qianling came back to her senses, her hands and feet suddenly weakened, and the enchantment cannon barrel in her hand fell diagonally, and a spirit quickly pounced on it to catch it.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous...... she squatted on the ground with the cannon barrel in her arms, and stroked it with palpitations, "If it breaks, Lan Feng will have to kill me......

Longya leaned over, and a pair of eyes sparkled:

"This ...... Did Lord Lan Feng really give it to you?"

Qianling nodded, her fingers pressed lightly from the mandala lines on the barrel body, the silver light trembled, and the entire cannon barrel more than half a person long shrank silently, turning into a small cylinder pen lying in her palm:

"Fortunately, I asked Lan Feng for a weapon before leaving, otherwise it would have been the end of the day. ”

"Also, will it get smaller?!" Longya carefully took the cylinder pen and looked around, a pair of red eyes fluttered pink bubbles, "It's worthy of Lord Lanfeng, it's so powerful!"

Qianling stood up, looked around at the chaotic and decaying villages shrouded in twilight, and stretched out her hand to pull her towards the end of the barren grass where Xiao Chirp was:

"Don't be a nymphomaniac...... I don't know if those two people will come back, so let's find a safe place to hide first. ”

The slender tail spines hang down to the ground, somewhat listless.

Xiao Jiu lay on his stomach in a dense grass among the cluttered bricks, gently licking the burns on his paws.

Rustling......

The withered yellow grass was opened,

Two figures appeared in the chaotic twilight, from far and near.

The tail spine, which hung low on the ground, paused, and suddenly lifted it excitedly.

"Chirp!" Xiao Jiu stood up from the grass, limped forward and circled around Qianling a few times, rubbing her affectionately and excitedly.

"I've been waiting, Xiao Jiu...... It's all right. Qianling hugged its head and rubbed its head, a smile rose on her lips, and she turned her face sideways to look at Longya, who was still holding a cylinder pen with an intoxicated bubble face, and took her hand a little helplessly, "Let's go." ”

Although it is with the help of Lan Feng's enchantment cannon barrel, it is ......

It's great to be able to protect you.

In the twilight, the two men and one beast walked away side by side, and the dim light seemed to merge into one.

Light chestnut hair was swept up by the night breeze and fluttered silently from his shoulders.

Footsteps paused,

Qianling turned her head and looked at the chaotic canopy.

The masked boy in white with snow feathers seemed to come to mind again, and the silent gaze behind the mask seemed to come to mind......

Strange people...... But it seems to have saved their lives invisibly.

With a slight pursing of her lips, she slowly withdrew her gaze, shook her head vigorously, and patted her face.