The short dark purple hair hung down softly and fell to the ears, dyed with a touch of warm orange fire. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lan Feng sat quietly on the carved wooden chair, and the blood flowing under his scarlet eyes dissipated silently, like boiling blood water quietly cooling and precipitating.

He frowned as he looked at the black-armored guard lying in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open and bleeding.

Like an eggshell cracking, the air around the ground where the black-armored guards were lying faintly trembled and twisted, and a crack quietly appeared!

As the crack stretched all the way, a treacherous black hole quietly appeared on the floor of the study, dark and mysterious, bottomless, and countless black-purple electric lights could be faintly seen at the entrance of the cave, like a treacherous long snake shuttling back and forth, making a subtle squirming sound.

The black-armored guard's entire body, along with the sticky blood on the floor of the study, gradually disappeared silently into the black hole like a sunken ship.

There is no trace of the empty ground.

The night wind is whistling, whistling through the window, and thousands of leaves of sacred trees are swaying with the wind, making a rustling sound.

The study was once again quiet, and the light incense rose quietly.

Except for a few faint stains of blood on the ground and bookshelves, it is difficult to see what has happened here.

The black camellia stud earrings shimmer with a dull glow, and the gray fox fur on the shoulders is warm and soft.

Lan Feng reclined on the carved wooden chair and slowly withdrew his gaze. casually flipped through the thick book on the table, but frowned lightly and withdrew his hand quietly.

Qing Tong stood by the bookshelf, quietly looking at his expression, silent.

The white fingers gently rubbed his forehead, Lan Feng lowered his head, and his voice was faint:

"Let's check and see if anyone else is aware of the pet's identity and clear it out. ”

Qing Tong bowed respectfully: "Yes." ”

Twilight was dreary.

The slender branches of the Divine Tree shrouded in the mottled shadows of the trees, and a few rays of starlight faintly appeared between the leaves of the flying and sweeping Divine Trees.

The short hair was lifted by the night breeze and fluttered around the cheeks. Lan Feng quietly looked at the swaying shadows of the trees outside the window, and muttered in his mouth, as if talking to himself, and like a long sigh:

"Brother, brother...... You've got a *** annoyance with me. ”

Qing Tong stared at his side face looming in the orange firelight, and his voice was low:

"Fortunately, the guard has not revealed Qianling's identity to Elder Qian for the time being...... It's a blessing in misfortune. ”

Lan Feng was still looking out the window, his voice faint, to put it mildly:

"What if he knows? Qian Shu, that old fox, he wouldn't be stupid enough to tear his face with his brother for an angel with broken wings who was left out and didn't pose any threat. ”

Ruo Qian Shu really noticed the identity of the pet and knew the relationship between her and her brother...... Maybe not only won't kill her, but will also try to win her over. ”

The night breeze lingers, and the deep purple hair flutters in the wind.

Lan Feng stared at the shadows of the trees fluttering outside the window, and his red eyes were full of blood:

At that time, there will be one more chess piece in Qian Shu's hand. ”

Qing Tong looked at him and frowned slightly:

"If Qianling's ability really falls into the hands of Qian Lao and is used by him, it will indeed become very tricky...... But as you said, in the eyes of the uninformed, she is just an ordinary angel who has lost her wings and is outcast, and Qian Lao does not know whether her feather ci is still alive, nor does he know the power of that feather ci...... It's useless to hold such a chess piece in your hand......"

"It's a pawn, it's a hostage. ”

Qing Tong was stunned for a moment, slowly lowered his head, and his expression was a little complicated.

"At first glance, that pet is not very useful, but no matter how you say it, it is a pet, and if there is a problem with the pet, the most worrying thing is, of course, the owner. ”

"At least for now, that pet is a weakness for my brother, and holding her is the equivalent of holding my brother's throat...... Such a simple and cost-effective deal, Qian Shu should have been waiting for a long time. ”

Lan Feng slowly turned his face sideways, and his red eyes lit up like a red lotus swaying from the window in the dark night, and his blood was rippling:

"So from now on, keep an eye on that pet for me, and don't let her meet Qian Shu until it is absolutely necessary. ”

Qing Tong bowed respectfully: "My subordinates understand." ”

The twilight is deep and silent.

The brightly lit study is filled with incense and silk.

With his white fingers tapping lightly on the table, Lan Feng looked at the incense rising in the study, and raised his eyes to look at Qing Tong, who was standing quietly on the side of the table:

"By the way, did you bring the relevant materials of the 'four-leaf clover' feather ci that I asked you to go to the library last time to get it?"

Qing Tong looked at him, paused slightly, and frowned slightly:

"Lord Lan Feng, my subordinates have searched almost the entire Book Pavilion these days, and they have also searched for it through some other means, but ......"

Lan Feng looked at her, his eyes flickering slightly, and he gradually frowned.

Qing Tong looked at his expression and slowly lowered his head:

"But I have never been able to find any information about the 'four-leaf clover' as a feather...... If your subordinates are incompetent, please punish them. ”

The fair-skinned fingers tapped on the table, Lan Feng slowly lowered his eyelids, and frowned:

"What do you mean...... In the record of the feather gift in the library, there is no such feather gift?"

Qing Xiao bowed: "Yes." ”

“......”

Suddenly there was silence, and the whole study was eerily quiet.

Qing Tong looked at his expression, hesitated for a moment, and still spoke:

"Lord Lanfeng, although the records about the angel feather in the library have been constantly expanded and revised for three hundred years, after all, it still cannot be compared with the feather book of Ellens, and it is normal for there to be some omissions. ”

No response.

When he looked up, he saw that his eyelids were still drooping and his brows were frowning, as if he was in deep thought.

Half a day.

"I see, step aside. ”

Qing Tong looked at him, slowly and respectfully saluted him, and a pair of black wings behind him silently stretched: "Yes, my subordinates retire." ”

Twilight was dreary.

The starlight was like water, pouring down from the gaps in the swaying and sweeping leaves of the sacred tree, bathing in a clear glow.

The lanterns under the eaves were scorching, swaying gently in the wind, and the lights gradually weakened and extinguished.

The study was silent, and the incense quietly extinguished, dissolving into wisps of dissolution.

The pots of white flower branches on the table and on the bookshelf swayed gently in the wind, and the orange candle flame at the center of the flower was silently extinguished, turning into a faint wisp of green smoke, which dissolved into the dark twilight.

Lan Feng slowly stood up and took off the gray fox fur coat on his shoulders.

Bathed in the light of a mercury star, he stood quietly in front of the window, his dark purple hair gently fluttering on his cheeks in the night breeze.

Starlight flows, hazy and beautiful.

He stared at the swaying leaves of the sacred tree outside the window, the bright stars that shimmered between the leaves, and his lips slowly hooked up a shallow arc, revealing a bit of unfathomable in the cold:

“...... It's getting more and more interesting. ”