Winter is deepening. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The forest is lined with ancient trees, the mist is curling, and it is a little quiet and simple.

Yellowed blades of grass spread across the ground, with a few dead branches scattered in between.

The black beast's claws trampled on the yellowed grass on the ground, making a soft rusty sound.

The slender tail spines hang low on the ground, swaying gently from side to side.

Xiao Jiu walked leisurely in the forest, his horned head sniffed against the ground, Li Xiaoruo jumped up and down behind it, wearing a warm pink and white jacket tied with a golden bell, warm and bright, adding a touch of vitality to this bleak winter.

Qianling sat on a collapsed dead tree trunk not far away, her feet dangling in the air, swaying leisurely, and milk-colored leg socks embroidered with small four-leaf clover patterns appeared under the draped white skirt.

Her head was bowed, her soft chestnut hair hanging down her chest and shoulders, and her snow-white and clean fluff dotted her neck and wrists.

Her fingers, slightly red from the cold, jumped dexterously, and she knitted a warm yellow scarf in her hand, looking focused.

The early morning wind blows through the mist, like a misty cloud that moves slowly.

Qianling put down the yarn in her hand, rubbed her red eyes, and sighed hot at her red fingers.

Raising his eyes, he saw that not far away, Xiao Jiu was lying at the mouth of the hole of a thick tree, his expression was alert, and a pair of dark red beast pupils did not blink, as if he was waiting for something.

Li Xiaoruo jumped up and down beside it, reaching out several times to grab the slender tail spines that swayed leisurely, but each time it happened to be flexibly avoided.

Qianling sat on the trunk of the dead tree, looked at them from a distance, saw that the two guys were playing their own games, and didn't pay attention to her at all, looked around again, and slowly put down the wool and scarf in their hands.

Raise your index finger lightly.

She watched without blinking, holding her breath slightly, looking a little nervous.

The fingers were white and slender, and they were slightly red from the cold.

The fingertips suddenly flickered slightly, and then slowly lit up with a small white halo, tiny but bright, like a fluorescent light.

She breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the bright light flickering on her fingertips, and a relaxed smile appeared on her lips.

It's been almost half a month since I learned that Yu Ci was still there in Lan Feng.

During these days, rumors were still boiling at the bottom of the valley, and the demon clansmen on the streets of large and small towns were unusually enthusiastic about giving gifts, and their homes were filled with all kinds of fresh bouquets, fruits, toys and other things every day......

Indeed, as Satsuki said, no one comes to trouble anymore.

It's just that wherever she goes now, she is being watched by onlookers, even the orc people in the Yinfeng River Valley look at her with an ambiguous look, and they can't leave "Lord Luna" in three sentences......

Therefore, while the old troubles are solved, there are no fewer new ones. For example, although she no longer needs to worry about being abused on the street, she can no longer wander freely as before.

Qianling is now basically two points and one line, going back and forth between the home at the bottom of the valley and the hidden cave where the uncle in the forest is recuperating, and the task of shopping for things on the street is also handed over to Li Jing Lixi.

When she had nothing to do, she tried to condense the holy light, originally she just listened to Lan Feng's words and wanted to give it a try, but she didn't have much hope.

But he didn't expect that the holy light that couldn't bloom when he first arrived in the Yinfeng River Valley could now light up a small halo on his fingertips.

Qianling was pleasantly surprised and also guessed that maybe it was as Lan Feng said......

After the broken wing, did her little four-leaf clover feather really survive tenaciously?

I remember my grandfather once said that angels are born with wings and feathers.

If Yu Ci is really still there, will it be like when he was a child, at a certain day and time in the future......

Can the pair of white wings that have passed away come back?

Following the method her grandfather had taught, she tried to condense the holy light into her forehead, holding the mirror and waiting nervously......

Finally, with a shimmering pale green glow, a small leaf appeared, with four small round leaves.

Although the outline is blurred, the brilliance is dim...... But it's real.

Qianling stupidly looked at the little four-leaf clover that shimmered in the mirror, and smiled, laughed...... He began to cry again, and burst into tears.

It's as if I've found my lost hope.

After hiding in her room and crying, she opened a pair of red and swollen eyes like two large walnuts, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep all night.

Throughout the night, whenever she fell asleep in a daze and woke up from her sleep, she lit the holy light again and again, condensed it to her forehead, and every time she saw the pale green light in the mirror, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then she couldn't help but reconfirm it again and again.

For several days in a row, Qianling wore two panda eyes, looking everywhere for what Lan Feng called the "security enchantment" to test Yu Ci.

The valley floor enchantment is a lot less, and not much is more, such as the area where the Beast Trainer holds the dark demons, where all the suitable enchantments are placed. But Qianling thought about it carefully, she couldn't keep sticking into the dark demon pile, right? If she really broke into the enchantment and disturbed some dark demon, then she would be miserable...... And that place is full of demon guards, even if Jing Li and San Shi are there, if they see her holy light or Yu Ci and know her true identity, I am afraid it will be a matter of turning friends into enemies in an instant......

After careful consideration, Qianling decided to experiment with the large barrier above the canyon.

Since she had sat on Xiao Jiu's back countless times and passed through the enchantment, and many times she didn't bring the enchantment rune stone given by Lan Feng, because even if she didn't and never had any effect, she always thought that there was something wrong with that enchantment......

Now that I think about it, maybe it really has something to do with her feathers?

When she went to test it for the first time, Qianling sat on Xiao Jiu's back, looking at the faintly flowing transparent enchantment above the canopy of the swaying divine tree above the canyon, and biting her lip a little nervously.

But like a breeze through the sea of clouds, unimpeded, as in the past.

Qianling was surprised and delighted, but confused.

Yu Ci didn't show up, and she didn't have any other obvious feelings, was it really Yu Ci's power that caused her and Xiao Jiu to pass through the enchantment? Or was there really something wrong with the enchantment? Or was it something else?

With questions, Qianling took the initiative to go to the Shenmu Dome to ask Lan Feng.

As soon as he heard that she was still tirelessly questioning his enchantment, Lan Feng immediately darkened his face, and without saying a word, he directly blasted her out of the study.

Qianling ran to the window again with a bitter face, but some people directly "snapped" the window and coldly threw down the sentence "think about it yourself".

Sure enough, as long as Xiaoyue is not there, Lan Feng will turn back to a fierce and vicious appearance...... The "kind" Lan Feng who took the initiative to give her rune stones and asked her questions in the study was really disguised?

Qianling stuck out her tongue at the silhouette on the carved window lattice, but she had to stop.

Even if Yu Ci made her pass through the barrier, what about the four-leaf clover scar on Xiao Ruo's body? If it was left by the burning of the daylight holy light, why was it exactly the same four-leaf clover shape as her Yu Ci......? What's the connection?

Figure it out for yourself...... If she had Lan Feng's brain and experience, she would have figured it out a long time ago, so why would she have a headache......

The morning breeze was blowing and the mist was thick.

Qianling looked at the half-knitted warm yellow scarf in her hand, sighed, straightened the woolen ball, and continued to weave it stitch by stitch.