The shadows of the trees flickered, and the flickering flickered of light. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The small white mushrooms among the soft grass were crowded one after another, quietly flashing with a faint blue halo, and the light rose quietly, like lingering fireflies, crystal dreamy.

The drunken orcs on the ground had been sent back one after another, leaving only the group of black demon guards in the vast glade.

Different from the previous boring, the pair of red pupils in the crowd were opening up vividly at this moment, excitedly and curiously looking at the black-robed young man not far away, their faces were unusually rigorous and solemn, full of gossip and excitement, and low discussions came and went.

The Demon Clan has always been highly disciplined, and as guards, they are known for being strict and solemn, and they are not smiling. In their eyes, Lan Yue, as a leader, whether it was three hundred years ago or three hundred years later, has always led by example and kept himself clean, and almost never reported any peachy news.

Of course, this is also related to his mysterious and treacherous whereabouts. In the Demon Clan, the affairs of the clan are usually handled by Lan Feng, and the elders help to discuss them, unless there is a major incident, even as guards, it is difficult for them to see Lan Yue.

Although the number of girls in the clan, whether they admired his strength or admired his appearance, continued to increase, such as the rats who coveted the fragrant gluttony and racked their brains all day long to inquire about his news and whereabouts, one by one, they showed their magical powers, and even some people forcibly broke into the Dome of the Sacred Wood, but they were taken away by the guards before they could see the Master.

And like now, it is unheard of to hug someone intimately in front of everyone.

If it gets out, the people will probably go crazy.

In the Demon Clan, the legend of the "Moon God" three hundred years ago has been passed down from generation to generation, and everyone knows it.

Men, women and children are crazy about him, regardless of gender, young and old, he can be called a national idol.

The men admired his strength, and worked hard to target him, hoping that one day they could have such a strong strength that could rival thousands of troops;

The women admired his handsome beauty, and discussed and discussed excitedly in private, and looked at the direction of the sacred wood dome all day long, and if they could look at it from afar, they would be satisfied and spring-hearted;

Children hold dolls in the shape of "Luna" adults all day long, pointing to lanterns, leaves, and the like, shouting "the wind comes", and if the wind happens to blow the lanterns and roll up the leaves, they will jump and jump excitedly;

Compared with the younger generation of young children, the elders of the clan seem to have a more exaggerated admiration for him. After all, every old man in the clan today has heard the legend of the "Moon God" and grew up, which is the most ingrained and respected person in his mind.

How can a character who was once only known in history books be able to witness it with his own eyes in his lifetime, and how can he not be excited?

And Lord Lan Yue returned this time, but anyone who had been in contact with him three hundred years ago could feel that he had changed a lot through comparison and invariably.

It seems to be more approachable, and the expression on his face is more vivid, although he is still indifferent and indifferent to everything, and he doesn't like to talk, explain, and be alone as before......

But even though the change is very subtle, it does exist.

Now he was so tolerant that he took care of a drunken orc girl himself, and let the other party hold him like a clingy koala......

So forgiving, so indulgent,

It's incredible.

A pair of gossipy red pupils couldn't stop glancing at the black-haired and black-robed boy not far away and the confused orc girl in his arms, and their excitement was overflowing.

This kind of opportunity is really rare, how can you be worthy of yourself if you don't seize the time to take a few more looks?

The breeze is blowing, the leaves are flying, and the long hair is gently blowing.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings, and quietly lifted, revealing the magnificent dark red eyes.

Feeling the warmth from the gently touching cheeks, Lan Yue gently lowered her eyelashes, and a trace of attachment and reluctance gradually flowed out of the warmth under her eyes.

The familiar warmth in the arms, the familiar faint mint fragrance between the noses......

So unreal,

It's like a dream.

Probably feeling the gossip and ambiguous burning eyes around him, he slowly turned around and walked towards the crowd with the girl in his arms in his arms.

The chestnut hair was slightly curled on the side of his cheeks, and Qianling still held his neck with both hands, gently pressing against his slightly cool cheeks very dependently, squinting and looking like he was sleeping comfortably.

"Look, look, it's still hanging......"

"Shut up, stop talking, come here......"

The crowd chattered quietly, and a group of black-clothed demon guards stood straight, looking serious and rigorous, but the dark red eyes that were turning restlessly were strange.

The dark purple short hair hung lightly, and Lan Feng stood quietly in front of people, his face expressionless, as if he was thinking about something. Probably seeing that he looked lazy and didn't plan to care, the black-clothed guards around him dared to whisper without any scruples.

The black hair fell softly and smoothly, and the strands brushed from the waist.

Lan Yue looked at the black-clothed guards who saw him coming and quickly shut up and looked serious, and walked straight to Lan Feng, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of arguing with someone:

"The food was tampered with. ”

Lan Feng's dark red eyes were bloody, and he nodded lightly:

Indeed, and the purpose is clear: someone wants to disrupt the welcoming ceremony. ”

"I'm afraid there are not a few people in the clan who are dissatisfied with the orcs from the Whispering River Valley staying in our clan, but it is estimated that there are few who really dare to start with the welcome ceremony......

Lan Feng narrowed his eyes slightly: "If you just want to prevent these orcs from moving in, and you can do anything to the food, poisoning should be more straightforward and a hundred, but this person is just designed to make these orcs all drunk...... I'm afraid that although I am dissatisfied, I am more or less afraid to do too much. ”

He stared straight at Lan Yue, with a touch of unfathomable in his eyes:

"Brother, someone is trying to embarrass you. ”

The eyelashes drooped lightly, and the bottom of the eyes was indifferent, as if listening to something inconsequential. Lan Yue looked at him, and her voice was faint:

"Let's look it up. ”

Lan Feng bowed slightly:

"Yes, I'll do it right away. ”

But there was no movement for half a day.

Lan Yue raised her eyes with some confusion, and saw Lan Feng staring at him intently, with a hint of strangeness in her eyes in surprise.

"Questions?" said a hint of confusion in his voice.

Lan Feng glanced at him, and then at a certain direction on his head, his eyes were a little strange, as if he was hesitating about something.

The warm temperature suddenly came from the head, as if it came from someone's palm.

The chestnut hair was slightly upturned, the cheeks were flushed, and a pair of half-open and half-squinted eyes were a little misty and drunk, revealing a little curiosity.

Qianling hugged his neck in a daze, but her hands were very restless and touched his head, and a pair of eyes that were originally slightly squinted opened a little at some point, flickering with a little curiosity, as if she had found something interesting.

Feel your fingertips touch something small, pointy between the soft hair, it's cool and comfortable to the touch...... Qianling's eyes widened in curiosity, trying to reach his head.

"Ling ......?"

As if sensing something, Lan Yue was slightly stunned, and looked at the guy in his arms who was restlessly touching his head in surprise, and his white cheeks instantly flushed with a touch of redness, which spread all the way to the root of his ears, and his face was red in an instant.

The audience was silent,

Silent.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Lan Feng looked at the two people, a little dumbfounded, opened his mouth but didn't say anything, covered his face, shook his head helplessly, quickly waved his robe, turned around and quickly disappeared into the rippling whirlpool, Qing Tong followed him quietly, but the cheeks that had always been expressionless were also a little red.

With a touch of embarrassment on her white cheeks, Lan Yue looked at the guy in her arms who was still unscrupulously hugging his neck while reaching out and touching his head, and hugged her a little tighter, a pair of black wings behind her stretched out in an instant, and the phantom flowed, and disappeared over the trees in an instant.

Only the group of black-clothed guards were left standing in place, looking at each other, and almost all of them had different degrees of rosy red on their faces.

The whispers of talk are endless.

"Touched it...... I was touched ......"

"Looks like you've been touched......?"

"Am I right......?

"It's so open...... The public began to grope for ....."

"Lord Lanyue was actually touched by an orc girl...... This tofu is considered to be eaten up......"

"Isn't it...... Now my sister is going to cry and faint......"

"Alas, yes, my mother is ...... too"