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The window lattice is spread with exquisite and elegant carvings, like delicate flowers and vines, soft and elegant.

The house was filled with incense, like smoke and mist.

The hand clenched uneasily, and the silver bell at the wrist quietly jingled.

Qianling sat on the chair, bowing her head slightly, a little nervous.

The girl in the short-haired black dress stood quietly aside, expressionless and silent.

There were still fragments of broken teacups on the ground, and the hot tea water was spilled on the ground, and the fragrance of tea overflowed.

The boy sat by the window, his short dark purple hair hanging softly down his cheeks. Behind him, the window lattice was delicately carved, smeared with the flickering firelight outside the window, and the figure of the young man was shrouded in the scorching light outside the window, glowing with a warm orange and red glow.

casually fiddling with the pot of white flower branches on the table, the young man did not raise his head, and his voice was faint:

"I'm curious, what gave you so much confidence to come to my demon clan's territory alone. ”

Qianling was stunned, and her amber eyes flashed slightly:

“...... There are so many orcs here, and I'm not the only one, so why don't you dare......"

The black camellia earrings in his ears shone slightly, and the young man raised his eyes to look at her, and a pair of dark red eyes were bloody:

"Don't play dumb, you know I'm not talking about orcs. ”

With her hands clenched a little, Qianling bit her lip slightly and stood up:

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about...... Thank you for the tea, I still have something to do, so I'll go first. ”

She hurriedly turned around and wanted to walk towards the door, but a phantus flashed in front of her, and the girl in the black dress was already standing in front of her with an expressionless face.

"You ......"

Qianling was stunned, and suddenly turned to look at the young man behind the table, with doubts in her eyes:

"What the hell do you want to do?"

The slender fingers caressed the pure white flowers on the pitch-black branches, and the young man did not look at her, his voice was still calm:

"Qianling, one of the twelve districts of Ellen Is, an ordinary angel in Tianshui District, her parents and younger brother died, she dropped out of school at the age of eight, entered the shelter called 'Rose Garden' at the age of ten, had no wings since she was a child, only grew wings at the age of thirteen, and was sentenced to death for betrayal at the age of seventeen and broke her wings, and then lived in the Yinfeng River Valley......"

The boy raised his eyes and looked at her, a smile on his lips:

"Is there anything missing?"

The pupils constricted suddenly, and Qianling looked at him in disbelief, her voice low and faintly trembling:

"You...... How do you ......"

"How would I know?"

The boy smiled lightly:

"Since you can enter my demon clan's territory unhindered, then I naturally know your details. ”

The eyelids are lowered and the hands are clenched little by little.

Qianling lowered her head and took a deep breath, raised her eyes and looked directly at the young man, her clear amber eyes had returned to calm:

"Why did you let me in when you know who I am?"

The boy looked at her, continued to play with the white branches in the pot, and did not speak.

Qianling slowly lowered her head and pursed her lips:

"Now that you know who I am...... Then if you want to kill or chop it, you can do it...... It's just that the orcs from the Whispering Valley don't know who I am, and it has nothing to do with them. ”

The young man looked at her standing there with her hands clenched into fists and her head bowed, her tense face showing a heroic and resolute calmness, and a little dejected:

"You think you're worth a lot?"

Qianling looked up at him in a daze, her eyes revealing doubt.

The young man held his chin and flipped through the book slowly, and his voice was faint:

"Kill you, those half-blood orcs will not give up easily, but it seems that my demon clan is not hospitable, and my brother's side will probably be more troublesome......"

"You say, is it necessary for me to do this kind of loss-making business with all kinds of harm and no benefits?"

Qianling looked at the young man slowly flipping through the book and looked bored, took a few steps forward and walked to the table, and his voice was a little anxious:

"And what do you want?"

"The two girls in the crowd who gave me information, the endless West Street where there was no one and the door that inexplicably led to here in the pastry shop, are they all your faults?"

Qianling looked straight at him, with doubts in her eyes:

"You've gone to great lengths to lure me here, and you don't kill me, you won't just say these few words of nonsense, right?"

"Presumptuous!"

The black shadow flashed, and the phantom flowed.

The girl in the black dress who stood silently on the side appeared in front of Qianling in an instant, and suddenly choked her throat!

Dark red eyes stared straight at her, blood spreading, dripping rich scarlet.

"Uh-huh......!"

The throat was choked so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Qianling couldn't help but struggle, but the hands that pinched her neck kept increasing their strength.

Gradually, the last trace of oxygen in her brain was lost, and Qianling's cheeks turned pale, and she gradually stopped moving, unable to struggle anymore.

"Qinglu. The voice was faint.

The girl in the black dress turned her face sideways to look at the expressionless young man, and then turned her face back to look at Qianling, who was already suffocated and about to lose consciousness, and her dark red eyes were bloody, as if the boiling blood water was calm and cool again.

Suddenly withdrawing her hand, the girl in the black dress named Qingyu slowly took a few steps back, stood in front of the bookshelf not far away, and returned to her expressionless appearance again.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......!"

Qianling's legs fell to the ground and coughed, her cheeks turned pale and gradually turned red.

The book in his hand was gently closed, and the young man slowly stood up and walked out from behind the table, his voice helplessly sighed:

"I said it, it's not cost-effective to kill her, just scare her twice, you don't know when you can change the severity of the problem?"

Short hair to the ears, black skirt fluttering, green and slightly bowed:

"My subordinates know their mistakes. ”

Incense curls up, and the house is filled with light smoke, like wisps.

The black robe fell, and the silver mandala spread over it, glowing with silver.

The young man slowly squatted down in front of Qianling, who was sitting on the ground, his pale fingers gently lifted her chin, and slowly lowered his head to her ear:

"I've heard that it was the angels of Elrenis, your countrymen, who attacked the Bard, right?"

Qianling was stunned, her eyes trembling.

Fingers hooked her chin, and the boy looked at her, a playful smile on his lips:

"Say, how would those half-blood orcs in the Bards feel if they knew that you were also from Erenis? I'm afraid not only you, but also your fox siblings, will have no place in front of these people from now on?"

Her lips trembled slightly, and Qianling's eyes showed anxiety:

"No, don't say it!"

The boy looked at her and frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something:

"I've also heard...... You're taking care of a fox kid who hasn't been born for a long time?"

"If you can't drink milk all the time, you drink rice soup all day long, and you are malnourished and the innate load of mixed blood...... I'm afraid this child won't wait until he grows up, and he will die young, right?"

Qianling froze, as if she understood something, her eyes stared at him, and she gradually revealed surprise and anger:

"......Milk? Could it be that I can't buy milk when I run all over the towns here these days, and you did it?"

The boy blinked, with an innocent expression:

"Don't say it so badly, milk is already extremely scarce at the bottom of this valley, so I just sent someone to give advice to the shopkeepers, and they came to an agreement. ”