"Get out!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the teacup smashing, Longya was thrown out of the study.

Qianling hid under the window lattice, her head jumped suddenly, her blood pressure increased, and she looked up at the gorgeously carved window under the mandala lantern in fear-

There was a "bang" and the window was opened.

Lan Feng's excessively pale face was revealed, his eyes were scarlet, and the black camellia earrings glowed with cold light under his short dark purple hair.

"You, get out together. ”

Qianling trembled and moved out from under the window, nodded and smiled brightly: "Okay, good......"

There was another "bang", and the window was slammed shut.

Qianling trembled with fright, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat. Exhaling again, he hurriedly stepped forward to help Longya up, and with his wings spread, the two of them slipped into the chaos of the town lights shining below the sacred tree.

Treehouse.

"It's all your fault, what a bad idea. ”

The forest sun is warm, and from the perspective of the treehouse, you can see the edge of the distant forest, which is connected to the pale blue of the sky.

Longya tore off a young leaf and sat listlessly on a slender branch.

Qianling came out of the tree house with bubble milk, licked the cream on her lips, handed her another glass, and sat down on her own.

"It shouldn't be, my exclusive secret recipe magic bubble milk is specially made in the shape of a peach heart......" She puffed out her cheeks and blew the bubble milk in the cup, blowing up a few light peach heart bubbles, "Even if that guy Lan Feng doesn't appreciate it, he won't be so ignorant, right?"

Longya slumped his face:

"Before I could speak, Lord Lan Feng almost flipped the table when he saw that the tea in his cup had been replaced with bubble milk......

"Hey, what's the girl's mind, Lan Feng can't understand it at first glance......" Qianling continued to blow bubbles, "I've been soaking in a tome all day long, and I think he'll become a tome sooner or later." No wonder it's been hundreds of years and I'm still alone......"

Longya glared at her with bulging eyes: "You are not allowed to say that, Lord Lanfeng." ”

"Don't you say that, Lord Lanfeng~" Qianling pinched her nose and followed her example, "It's still short, is it worth it?"

She pursed her lips and turned back silently, pulling the young leaves in her hand: "It's worth it." ”

The sky was warm, shining on her short curly golden brown hair, and the tender green buds in her hands shone with water.

"He's the ...... in the world The best and the best people. ”

Qianling leaned over: "The Lan Feng who just threw you out?"

Longya pressed her head: "That's right!"

Qianling chuckled, simply didn't move, and pillowed her head on her.

"Qianling...... I envy you so much. She sighed, picking through the girl's long chestnut hair, as if trying to pull out a white hair, "Lord Lanyue is so kind to you, I almost took out my heart and lungs for you." ”

"Stop," Qianling glanced at her, "Satsuki is good to me, not what you think." ”

"We've been together like this for a long time...... "She gestured with her hand in her eyes, her eyes full of tenderness, "and that's when he was so tall." ”

Longya looked at her for a while, and sighed, as if she was sighing, and as if she was regretting: "I suddenly have a feeling of sympathy with Lord Lanyue...... Am I wrong?"

"Maybe. ”

Qianling took a big sip of bubble milk, hugged the cup and licked her mouth: "Speaking of which, what do you like about Lanfeng?"

She was stunned, and a blush slowly appeared on her cheeks.

"I like them all. ”

The appearance of reading a book quietly, the appearance of serving tea and sipping, the appearance of elegance and calmness, the appearance of sarcasm and ridicule, and the appearance of being angry......

I like them all.

"Lord Lan Feng is different from Lord Lan Yue. Lord Lan Yue is a natural leader, a true genius, and he was born with God-given powers. And Lord Lanfeng ...... is the hardest-working, hardest-working person. ”

"Everything about him is spelled out. He worked hard day and night just so as not to hold Lord Lanyue back and to be able to help him. But even a smart and desperate person like him has a sad past......"

There was a hoarse choking sound in her throat.

"Qianling, do you know? Sometimes, I really hate myself, why can't I be born three hundred years earlier, maybe ...... that way?"

Qianling leaned on her trembling shoulder and gently rubbed her cheek comfortingly.

"Perhaps......" Longya's eyes were a little hollow, "I can be by his side to comfort him and protect him when he is the hardest and most difficult." ”

"Lan Feng doesn't need your protection," Qianling pinched her face, "That guy starts to eat people without spitting out bones, who can bully him?"

Longya hung his head and didn't speak.

"Okay, okay," Qianling hugged her shoulder and shook it, "Don't be discouraged, I said I would help you get Lan Feng, and I would do what I said." If this trick doesn't work, let's switch to the next trick and take him down sooner or later!"

Longya glanced at her: "You can't do it...... Don't fool me anymore......"

"No, no, let's go back to the house first, let's think about it in the long run......"

At the same time, the five veins of the orcs, far away in the westernmost part of the Galandel Plains, are facing a new storm.

At a round table, five people with a frown looked at each other.

The atmosphere was so solemn that the water was quickly wrung out.

"As I said earlier, don't get involved with the Demon Clan. Mo Qingli concentrated on tickling the brown sugar without raising his head, "It's okay now." Now that Ellens has come to the door, find a way. ”

The others looked at each other.

Lang Xuan crossed his legs with his hands and smiled coldly:

"Joke, who does my orc clan want to deal with, is it possible that I have to ask his angel clan to agree?"

"In the past three hundred years since the fall of the Demon Clan, Ellen Is's behavior has become more and more domineering," Hu Yu frowned, "Maybe he really came to Xingshi to ask for guilt." ”

"Here we are...... How much...... People?" Xiong Ji's face was also solemn.

Hu Yu raised his eyes and lowered his voice: "One person." ”

"One person?" Lang Xuan was stunned, and then sneered, "It's weird enough to deign to send someone to our place where birds don't, and even send only one person?"

The chamber fell silent again. Several people frowned and said nothing, but Mo Qingli still focused on the brown sugar hair, as if the big things were not as important as the ones he had at hand.

The continuous rain in exchange for a fresh and refreshing climate, the sky is a pale blue curtain all the way to turquoise, floating soft white clouds, occasionally refracting the sun to blur a circle of rainbow-colored luster.

The man in white stood under the weeping willows by the lake, his wide plain white cloak hung to the ground, and the cloak and hat covered his head, covering his face, but it was difficult to hide the upright figure under the cloak revealing a luxurious temperament.

The wind rises, the willow leaves dance, and the plain clothes are rolled in the wind.

He held a scroll of old portraits in his hand and looked at them, his fingertips slowly and gently rubbing the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting, and the picturesque figure under the willow leaves by the lake added a touch of sadness.

There was the sound of footsteps.

He came back to his senses, quietly put away the portrait, and reached out to remove his cloak and hat.

Suddenly, two strands of long blonde hair spilled into his waist like flowing sunlight from his ears, and the young man's white face as white as snow was revealed, his pale golden eyes were full of streamers, and his lips curved up with a light and beautiful arc:

"Excuse me, Fox Chief. ”