The night was dark and the stars were dim. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A huge full moon was embedded in the sky, faintly glowing red.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows,

The old man stood with his hands in his hands, his white hair fluttering in the night breeze.

"You're here. The old man did not look back, his voice was old but kind.

"Teacher. ”

The boy stepped out from behind the draping curtain and saluted the old man respectfully.

The long golden hair is scattered behind him, the white robe is spotless, and the gold silk outlines the laurel pattern, which is beautiful and luxurious.

"It's been a long time since there has been such an ominous celestial phenomenon," the old man said, staring at the red moon in the night sky, "but it reminds me of an old man." ”

"Teacher, the team that disappeared a few days ago has been found. ”

"Oh, where are they?"

“...... When I found them," the boy's voice paused slightly, "they were all dead. ”

"......" the old man was silent for a few seconds, his voice low, "what the hell is going on?"

"Near Mount Robis in Galandal, an explosion reduced them all to dry bones. The young man remembered the tragic scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Galandelle?" the old man turned, his mask glowing cold in the moonlight, "You mean, they died near the Star Spirit Lake, right under our noses, and you didn't find them until now?"

"I beg your forgiveness. The boy knelt on one knee and bowed his head respectfully, the snow-white wings behind him falling to the ground.

The old man sighed and leaned over to help him up.

"I'm not blaming you, don't bow and kneel at every turn. ”

"What happened to them...... Have you settled in?"

"They have been buried in the Aurora Cemetery, but their families have not been notified yet. ”

"Tell their families that they have sacrificed to protect their homeland, and that all the angels remember their deeds and never forget the dedication they have made," the old man said in a deep voice, "and a mourning ceremony will be held in ten days, and you will preside over it personally." ”

"Yes. ”

"Continuing the investigation, this explosion could never have been an accident. The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, his brow furrowed.

"Teacher, what are you worried about?" In so many years, he had never seen a teacher show such a serious expression.

The old man turned and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

A huge red moon hung in mid-air, emitting a demonic red light.

"It's been three hundred years," the voice was distant, as if recalling a long past, "Mirror, do you know about that holy war three hundred years ago?"

"Naturally, every angel of Ellens knows about the battle of the ages. It was the largest and most thorough crusade against demons by angels in thousands of years, and after that battle, peace was brought for three hundred years. ”

"Yes, it was a bloody battle. ”

The old man sighed, his old face was furrowed, and the long years of thousands of years had left deep marks on him, each of which told a legend that had passed the ages.

"For thousands of years, we have followed the teachings of our ancestors, banishing darkness and the dead with holy light, purifying the earth, and protecting the good and gentle creatures of this world. ”

"And among the dark undead, demons are the most evil. They have large, powerful black wings that can easily break even thousand-year-old giant trees when they puff out their wings, razor-sharp claws that can easily tear apart angels' wings, and long, sharp tail spines that pierce through rocks. ”

"But the most dangerous thing is that they are good at disguise and temptation. All along, we have burned demons with divine light, banishing them to molten hell and never seeing the light of day again - until three hundred years ago. ”

"Three hundred years ago?" repeated Snow Clearing.

"Three hundred years ago, a young king appeared among the demon clan. It was the most powerful demon I've ever seen. The old man looked up at the blood moon in the night sky.

His blood pupils were as demonic as fire, and his huge black wings were as dark as night. His control and drive of the wind is far superior to that of the angels, and even the twelve holy angels are no match for him. ”

"In that decisive battle, we lost nearly two-thirds of our troops, including me, only five of the twelve holy angels, and the other two also died of misery after the battle. The old man closed his eyes slightly, and it was a painful memory that he did not want to recall.

"Thankfully, in the end we won. We killed him, tore him apart, burned him, and never recovered!"

"Until now, the demons could no longer fight against Ellens, and they would have to stay in the dark forever. ”

"But lately, more and more demons have appeared in Galandelle, are you worried about ......?" Qingxue Jingjing frowned.

"Mirror, what are these days?"

"Holy scriptures. ”

"Yes, just two days ago. It was the day of the victory of the Holy War - and the day of the death of the dead king. The corners of the old man's mouth hooked up a sneer.

"It seems that in order to pay tribute to their poor king, and to avenge him, these demons have died. ”

"You continue to investigate, if it is really the devil's doing, I will have to make them pay the price, and rebel against Ellens, that is to bring about their own destruction!"

Waking up from the dream again, Satsuki gasped and tightened the placket on her chest, and cold sweat wet the pillow.

The night breeze is shallow, stirring the wind chimes in the window, making a light tinkling sound.

It's silent.

A few cherry blossoms drifted in through the window and silently landed on the head of the bed.

"Meow wow—"

Suddenly, there was a scream, and Brown Sugar was kicked off the bed, and after a few turns, he collapsed on the floor like a corpse, like a big fluffy blanket.

Satsuki silently moved to the side of the bed.

Looking at the girl next to him who was sleeping very sweetly, he shook his head helplessly.

There was only one small bed in the house, so the two of them had to be crammed together.

And she doesn't sleep honestly at all.

The brown sugar that slept on her body was always thrown out by various kicks countless times, and it was not much better for him to sleep next to her, several times her hand directly "snapped" on his face, and it took a long time to move away.

Qianling licked her lips, turned over, and opened her hand to hug the quilt next to her and rub it.

But she forgot that it wasn't the "quilt" lying next to her now.

Suddenly being hugged by someone, Satsuki came back from her thoughts in surprise.

She hugged him tightly, like a beloved bear, and gently rubbed her face.

He struggled a few times to push her away, but gave up.

It's even more troublesome to wake her up.

Reaching out and pushing her head a little, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, there is no face to face again.

"Little Feather ......"

She muttered as if she were calling someone's name.

He silently looked at her close face, sleeping so soundly, and gently smacked his mouth a few times, as if he was dreaming of something.

Although they didn't get along for long, he probably got to know a little bit about this girl.

An ordinary angel in the civilian district of Ellenis.

Gray fluttering wings, short and thin figure, unkempt chestnut short hair, and a few small freckles on a white face, compared with other angel girls, she can only be ordinary among the ordinary, and no one can find her when thrown into the crowd.

She doesn't nag like an angel, but like a sparrow, chattering endlessly. Especially when he met Maruko, the two of them quarreled all the way and gave him a headache.

Life is a mess, and there seems to be some kind of habit of picking up things.

The house was filled with all sorts of inexplicable things, such as strange vines with curly tongues, white bell flowers that sing when watered, colorful goose eggs that glow in the night, and so on, all of which seemed to have been collected by her from all sorts of strange places.

But thanks to this hobby of picking up things, he was rescued by her.

Satsuki raised her eyes to look at the red moon outside the window.

Gently reach out your hand,

By the moonlight, he looked at his small palm and frowned.

It's all going to end,

And until then, he needs to endure and wait.

He gradually felt sleepy, and his eyelids were a little heavy.

Gently close your eyes, listen to the jingle of wind chimes, and gradually fall asleep.

In the dream, the sun is like a light veil, warm and lingering all around, and there is a faint mint fragrance between the noses.

So bright,

It's so reassuring,

Dispelled all the nightmares.

Early morning.

In the morning light, Xiaoyue gently opened her eyes, and a huge cloud outside the window was slowly drifting by with the wind, like a slow-walking sheep or a floating marshmallow, almost floating into the window.

Looking around, there was nothing around him.

He sat up, changed into a white dress, put on his shoes and got out of bed.

Qianling was holding a basket in one hand at the door, and was changing her shoes in the other hand and preparing to go out. Brown Sugar lay at her feet, looking drowsy.

Looking up and seeing him staring at him intently, Qianling smiled slightly:

"Why did you wake up so early today?"

Setting the basket aside, she walked up to him and reached out to straighten the few strands of silver hair that had risen from his head.

He looked at her strangely, and let her straighten his clothes again, and made no sound.

"Satsuki, do you want to go grocery shopping with me?" she smiled and took his hand.

"...... grocery shopping?" he looked at her a little blankly.

"You should go out and get some fresh air so that you can get better quickly. She pinched his little face.

His eyes were still blank.

Tianshui Market.

The girl led the little boy through the crowd.

People come and go, and it's very lively.

The voices of shouting and bargaining joined together.

Xiao Yue looked at the surging crowd around her in surprise, even Tianshui Street Clothing City did not have so many people.

"Satsuki, let's go up. ”

Before he came back to his senses, he was picked up by her, spread his wings, and soared into the air.

Qianling hugged Xiaoyue and landed gently on the seventh floor.

Tianshui Market is the largest market in the entire Tianshui District, with a height of 10 floors, and a variety of vegetables, fruits and meats are readily available.

Looking down, the black pressed a large area full of surging people.

Although there are a lot of people on the seventh floor, it is still much better than the grand occasion of crowded people and stepping on their feet on the first floor.

"Satsuki, what do you want to eat?" she led him along the stall and watched.

"Tomatoes. He silently pointed to the red tomatoes on the stall.

The only dish she makes is scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which is barely acceptable.

"Satsuki likes tomatoes, so I'll buy more. She seemed a little surprised, and soon happily picked tomatoes.

Satsuki looked up at the pale blue ceiling above the market, and could faintly see white clouds drifting by.

"What's new! What's new!"

In the midst of a dark crowd, a young boy waved his little wings and soared into the air, shouting loudly and throwing out a thick stack of newspapers in his hand, flying all the way up in an "S" line.

As he flew by, an overwhelming load of newspapers fell and fell into the hands of people on different floors.

Brand new newspaper with golden bay leaf totems painted on the corners.

Ellen Is's morning newspaper, distributed by newsboys, makes it freely available to all and up-to-date on the latest news and trends.

People stopped what they were doing and picked up newspapers.

This time the morning report seemed to be different from the past, and after a while, there was a lot of discussion around them.

"Galandel exploded......?!"

"Galandel has exploded! How can this be ......"

"The devil must have done it! Damn, those filthy things are here again!"

"It's pathetic...... Good thing my son wasn't in that squad. ”

"Mourning ceremony, is it possible to meet the Holy Angels......?"

Qianling looked at the newspaper in her hand, exhaled softly, and the stone hanging in her heart finally landed.

The Holy Angel really knows, it really deserves to be a mirror......

Lowering her head and looking at the little child beside her, Qianling was a little sad.

He was the only survivor of that explosion.

"Satsuki, what else do you want to eat?"

She leaned down and gently rubbed his head.

He looked at the newspaper in his hand, his face expressionless.

No matter what happened before, she will be very good to him from now on, keep him healthy and healthy, and let him live happily every day.

Gently taking the tiny hands, she smiled at him with a big smile.

Continue walking along the stalls.

Satsuki walked beside her, and suddenly he turned his head slightly.

Looking at the crowd not far away,

There are still scattered newspapers falling from the sky,

It's like a noisy funeral.

A thick blood red flashed in his eyes,

Like a blood lotus that blooms in an instant but withers in an instant,

In an instant, it dissipated without a trace.

The moonlight is like water.

"Satsuki, Satsuki!" Qianling took out the bath handkerchief and pajamas from the closet and called him loudly.

Satsuki sat at a small wooden table, boredly playing with a small pot of white bell flowers.

Slowly pouring a little water into the basin, the white bell flower shook its head and hummed a song.

"Xiaoyue, if you pour it again, you're going to drown," told him to be unresponsive for a long time, so Qianling had to run over by herself, "Take a shower and play again." ”

She dragged him to the bathroom door and hung his pajamas and bath handkerchief on the door.

She half-crouched down in front of him, reaching out to gently untie his headband.

His hair was too long, and she usually tied it for him, but now it was easy to open it, like a silver waterfall pouring down, hanging down at his feet.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing that she reached out to untie his clothes again, Satsuki took a step back and dodged, staring at her strangely.

"Huh?" she didn't seem to think anything was wrong, "how can you take a shower without taking off your clothes?" ”

He still stared at her strangely, standing still.

"Satsuki?" she looked at him quizzically.

“...... I'll take it off myself. ”

He avoided her gaze, his cheeks burning a little.

Qianling was stunned, and suddenly laughed with a "poof".

"Haha Satsuki, are you shy?" she approached him amusefully, as if she had noticed something strange.

"What is there to be shy about you being so young?" she couldn't help but reach out and hug him and rub it, Satsuki is getting cuter and cuter!

"Don't just hug me!" he hurriedly broke free, his eyes a little evasive.

"You can take off your clothes yourself, but I'll have to shower you later. "She's serious.

"What?" his eyes widened.

"Do you want to wash it yourself? Satsuki can bathe herself at such a young age?" she smiled and pinched his face, "Anyway, it's not the first time I've washed you." ”

I still remember the first time I brought him back, he was dirty and stained with the smell of burnt from the explosion, and as soon as she came back, she first helped him take a hot bath.

"You're ......!"

His face flushed with a "brush", and his little face was as red as a ripe tomato. glared at her viciously, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

"I'll wash it myself!" he slammed the bathroom door shut.

Liu Qianling was stunned outside the bathroom door, she frowned, and said with some worry:

"The bathroom is slippery, be careful not to fall! Satsuki don't be reckless, I'll help ......"

Bang -

There was a sound of falling in the bathroom.

"Satsuki!" she hurriedly pushed open the door.

"Don't come in!"

Before the door could be fully opened, he slammed it shut again, this time locked.

Qianling shook her head helplessly, and couldn't help but laugh "poof".

Obviously still a little ghost.