In the afternoon, the sky was getting darker. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The cold wind carried the dark clouds that were piled up all the way from the horizon.

The cliffs are wide and have great views. Heavy clouds obscured from above, casting large thick shadows.

The clouds rolled up, and the oncoming wind brought a cold chill to lift the dress and pour into the neck.

"Ahh

Qianling shuddered, covered her nose and sneezed.

Longya stood next to her, drawing circles on the ground with her toes in a bored manner...... Hearing the sneezing, he raised his head and frowned;

"It's the first few sneezes...... Are you alright?"

The cold wind lifted the skirt, Qianling shook her head, and opened her mouth to say something, but she sneezed several times in succession...... Gradually, golden flowers splashed in front of him, and a blush fluttered as if the clouds were impregnated.

"Alas...... Why hasn't Lord Lanyue come back yet, how long has it been......"

Longya looked at her flushed face and red nose...... He looked up at the dark clouds piled up over the cliff with a sad face, and sighed:

"I don't think I've had a lot of luck today...... Why don't we go back first? Come back tomorrow, or...... Let someone here help hand over the scarf?"

She glanced at the expressionless demon guards on the four sides of the cliff, snorted coldly, and looked away:

“…… Forget it. The guards outside this valley are different from our valley bottom, full of anger, and they are not reliable at all. ”

Strands of chestnut hair were scattered around the red, hot cheeks, faintly swept up by the wind.

Qianling stood on the edge of the cliff, staring at the dark clouds piling up in the sky above...... He slowly lowered his head and hugged the paper bag containing the scarf in his arms tighter.

At dusk, it was already dark clouds.

A few icy raindrops fell on his cheeks, slightly dispelling the scorching heat.

Qianling shrank on the edge of the cliff with the bag, and a few bits of cold rain fell on her body, and then she woke up in a daze.

Blurred vision, a somewhat groggy head, from cheeks to ears...... Hotter and hotter temperatures.

She shook her head, as if trying to drive away some of the heat...... After another pause, he looked up to the side.

The short golden brown hair curled slightly on the side of his cheeks, Longya was dressed in a short black skirt, sweeping away his usual lazy and leisurely appearance, kneeling on one knee, bowing his head respectfully, the black membranous wings were tucked behind him, and the slender tail thorns fell to the ground obediently-

It's like prostration.

"Longya?" Qianling was stunned, and reached out to poke her with some confusion, "What are you doing......

"I'm back!" Longya knelt on one knee and lowered her head, turning her face sideways and quietly pouting at her, her red eyes full of excitement.

"What......?"

Qianling was still in a daze and half-asleep, sitting on the ground with the bag, looking at her a little blankly, rubbing her eyes, and then looking at the demon guards on the cliff who were kneeling on one knee with the same posture as Longya......

Fresh breeze flows,

The long black hair was blowing in the wind, and strands were scattered down.

The young man sat in a dark robe, and the black wings were lightly retracted, and he landed smoothly on the cliff. The fluttering robe rises in the wind, and the dark red tassel dances lightly.

"Lord Lanyue!"

"Lord Lanyue. ”

Respectful and loud voices rang out from all over the cliff, connecting into a dense and neat piece.

His long black hair blew up from his waist in the wind, and he walked towards the interior of the cliff, his eyelashes drooping lightly, and his red eyes were precipitated with beautiful red lotus, but they were as quiet as a pool of water in another world, without half a fluctuation.

Several black-clothed demon guards followed, also bowing their heads respectfully.

The last minute of drowsiness was awakened. Qianling stared blankly at the black-haired young man who was walking towards the camp inside the cliff surrounded by black-clothed demon guards not far away, and hurriedly jumped up from the ground with a carp holding the bag in his arms, his feet were numb and weak, he staggered a few times, and continued to run towards him:

"Satsuki ......!"

There was silence all around, and the low voice was exceptionally clear.

Suddenly, the demon guards kneeling on the ground raised their heads in surprise, and their scarlet eyes looked at the chestnut-haired girl who suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the edge of the cliff.

The robe flicked lightly, and his footsteps suddenly stagnated slightly.

He paused, then slowly stopped, strands of long black hair blowing in the wind scattered over his shoulders and waist......

But he just stood there quietly, without looking back.

Seeing that he seemed to hear his own voice, Qianling stopped, breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her lips.

Several black-clothed guards who followed Lan Yue turned their heads when they heard the voice, looked at her for a moment, and then looked at each other, frowning slightly.

A tall demon woman dressed in black walked over slowly, her scarlet eyes looked down at her, and her voice was cold:

"Who are you? What are you yelling at seeing Lord Lan Yue bowing and bowing?"

Qianling looked at her stunned, stopped, and turned her head to look at the black pressure demon guards on the cliff, including Longya, who were still kneeling on one knee and bowing their heads respectfully...... He waved his hand and explained softly:

"I'm not a guard, I—I'll just go over and ...... right away"

"Get on your knees. "The cold voice is not to be denied.

Qianling looked at her blood-red eyes, opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but swallowed it back...... Slowly looked at the teenager in the crowd.

Black hair was scattered like a waterfall on his chest and waist, and his dull robe rose in the wind, silently blowing.

He stood there, not looking back, not looking at her, not speaking.

It's quiet as if it's just an inconsequential bystander.

The black hair fell from the cheeks and gently brushed in the wind...... I couldn't see his expression clearly.

There was silence all around, and the wind blew through the dark clouds over the cliffs, scattering a few icy raindrops.

Qianling stood there, slowly holding the bag and kneeling on the spot.

The tall woman glanced at her coldly, turned back to the crowd, and returned to her expressionless appearance.

Longya knelt on one knee on the edge of the cliff not far away, a pair of red eyes looked at this side without blinking, and frowned.

The long hair is like a waterfall, scattered around the waist, and the wisps are faintly blown up by the wind.

Lan Yue stood there, her robe dancing lightly......

Take a slow step and keep walking.

The demon guards around him still knelt on one knee respectfully, bowing their heads, and saluting him with the highest respect.

Qianling held the bag, knelt on the edge of the cliff, looked up at his back with a blank face, and her eyes suddenly trembled slightly:

"Satsuki!"

Hearing the voice, the demon guards around her raised their heads to look at her again, looking at each other, as if wondering who the strange title in her mouth meant.

Feeling the countless scarlet eyes around her, Qianling's cold hair trembled, and she swallowed slowly, but she still looked at his back without blinking, and her low voice was persistent:

"Satsuki, I have something to tell you......"

Black hair drooped from the side of his fair cheeks, and he walked forward, his robe brushing lightly, as if there was nothing in his ears.

Qianling knelt there, and when she saw him walking forward by himself, she became more and more anxious, knelt on the ground with the bag in her arms, and moved two steps forward:

"I—I'm here to apologize! Last time in the forest, I knew I was unreasonable, I ......"

Footsteps paused.

He stopped, his long hair brushing lightly, but he still didn't look back.

“…… You don't have to apologize. "The voice is very soft.

Qianling knelt on the ground, looking up at his back, her lips moving, but she didn't make a sound.

The demon guards who followed behind frowned, and they all glared at the girl kneeling on the ground in the back, and were about to speak, when they suddenly heard the young man's voice, they were slightly stunned, looked at him, and then at the girl behind them......

One by one, they all shut up and stopped talking.

The demon guards who were kneeling on one knee around them also stared at this side without blinking, looking at the chestnut-haired girl kneeling on the ground, and then at the black-haired and black-robed young man, with a pair of red eyes looking at each other, curious and puzzled, and the sound of low discussion gradually started.

The breeze lifted the black robe with a cold chill.

The black hair was soft and scattered from the cheeks, gently blowing in the wind...... He slowly turned his face to look at her, and a pair of red eyes on his fair and beautiful face were calm and cold, without the slightest emotion and fluctuation.

The familiar and crisp voice, this time it was so cold to the bone:

"You're right, it's me who is wrong. You don't need ...... Apologize for someone else coming to me. ”