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Fox lanterns with small ears hung from the eaves, crooked and scattered, swaying gently with the night breeze.

A chaotic street was crowded with people, the burning lanterns had been mostly extinguished, and the black smoke was silent.

Hundreds of scarlet eyes lit up from the dark night, like candles in the twilight, and like thousands of lamps rising in the wind......

Between the streets and on the rooftops, densely intertwined and flickering,

Connected into a sea of fire.

There was silence, and the sometimes doubtful discussion sounded low.

"It looks like an orc......

"I don't know, little girl...... No ears and no tail, can't see ......"

"She was holding a child with fox ears and a tail...... It's probably the orcs. ”

"Why does this orc girl with no ears and no tail look so familiar...... Well, the one who blatantly killed people in the street before...... It seems to be them! I saw it with my own eyes, and that kid was very weird ......!"

"That's right, yes, I also saw it, as soon as the fox-eared child cried, my eyes didn't come back to my senses, and the person died!"

"What the hell is going ......on with Lord Lan Yue personally sending them back?"

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Qianling stood in the crowd, hugging Li Xiaoruo in her arms tightly, whispering from all directions.

Pursing her lips slightly, she quietly glanced at the pair of blazing red pupils around her that were as bright as lights, slowly lowered her head, and stood in place a little overwhelmed.

These demon clansmen...... Just now, he was obviously happy to celebrate the festival, kneeling and kowtowing, and a pair of bright and shining eyes stared at Xiao Yue without blinking, and they couldn't wait to pounce on him directly......

How weak is her sense of existence, so that she has been completely ignored all the way, and now she is suddenly talked about like a criticism meeting?

Turning her face slightly, Qianling glanced at the familiar house, the familiar door, and the familiar round fox lantern not far behind her...... Biting his lip slightly.

Just go back in full view...... Will it affect Li Jing and Li Xi?

"Let's go inside. A familiar voice came.

The long hair was scattered under the waist, gilded with a soft glow.

Lan Yue looked at her quietly, and her voice was very soft:

"Don't be afraid, I'm looking at you. ”

Qianling raised his eyes and looked at his face with the glow of the hazy light, as if a touch of firelight was flowing silently, and his eyes were quiet and reassuring......

My mind went blank, and I suddenly remembered that when I was in Ellens, I had taken him to the garden party and saw the halo game. At that time, she was always unsure of throwing things, but she was going to challenge the third cabinet, which was the hardest, and everyone was leaning forward and backwards with laughter......

He was like this, standing quietly behind her, quietly watching her......

Like a wordless magnolia tree.

Although, it is no longer the pair of silver eyes that were as clear as crystal in the past......

But it is still the same quiet and tranquil and reassuring eyes.

Suddenly there was courage like a spring gushing out of a crack in the dry earth......

Qianling looked at him, nodded, took a slight breath, no longer looked at the burning red eyes around him, no longer listened to those dense discussions, slowly took stiff steps, turned around and walked towards the rear.

The crowd was surging and bustling, the streets were crowded, hundreds of demon clansmen were tilting their heads and trying to look ahead, and the people standing densely on the rooftops were mostly half-kneeling, or spreading their wings to join the crowd in the street, looking at the black-haired and black-robed young man in front of them in confusion and curiosity......

But no one dared to stretch his wings and levitate in the air, looking down on him condescendingly.

A sea of people.

Round fox lanterns hang here and there under the eaves, swaying gently in the night breeze.

Qianling lowered her head, hugged Li Xiaoruo in her arms, and walked forward step by step.

There were still hundreds of ice-pick-like piercing and cold eyes nailed to her whole body, her heavy steps were a little weak, and a heart hung and swayed in her chest, she looked down at her feet, not daring to look at the demon clansmen around her who were glaring at her but dared not speak, so they had to be silent and slowly give way to a passage.

There was silence all around, and the footsteps slowly stopped.

Qianling stood under the eaves, slowly stretched out her hand to knock on the door, and suddenly a sound of "clanging bell" moving things came from inside the door, and the door was opened with a "squeak", and a head with white velvet fox ears came out of the door.

"Xiaoling, I'm finally back, come in. ”

Li Jing stepped forward and took her hand, looked at Li Xiaoruo in her arms, breathed a sigh of relief, and lowered her voice:

"Where did you two go, I'm in a hurry, those people of the demon clan are running around smashing things like crazy, and they are still talking about what kills people and doesn't kill people, who killed them, inexplicable......"

Li Xiaoruo looked at her and blinked: "Goo." ”

The round fox lantern hung under the eaves, swaying in the wind, emitting a scorching fire.

Feel a quiet sight, like the bright moonlight in the twilight shining on the road ahead, bringing warmth and peace of mind......

Qianling slowly turned around and looked into the distance behind her.

The long hair was as black as ink jade, scattered on the chest and shoulders, and the soft and noble black fox fur was adorned with dark red tassels, gently swaying with the night breeze.

Surrounded by the crowd, the young man stood in place, quietly watching her from afar, without saying a word, without approaching, his red eyes were as beautiful as a blooming red lotus, and a soft orange fire flowed silently.

Qianling looked at his eyes, and something in her chest suddenly trembled slightly.

Whispers of discussion came and went.

The surrounding demon clansmen looked at the two people who looked at each other but did not speak, and the voices of confusion and speculation were endless, gradually interspersed into a chaotic sound tide.

The long hair was lightly brushed, and the wisps were gently raised with the night breeze, smudging a hazy firelight.

The long and thin eyelashes drooped gently, casting a faint shadow from the fair and delicate cheeks.

He withdrew his gaze from her, flicked his robe, and slowly turned away.

Qianling stood under the eaves, staring blankly at his back, her lips moving, but she couldn't make a sound.

It's quiet.

Between the streets and on the rooftops, thousands of red eyes were scorching.

People looked at the black-robed boy and turned away without saying a word, not saying a few words from beginning to end, and the orc girl who he personally sent back with a mysterious identity and unknown origin was still standing under the eaves, standing there dumbfounded, looking stupid.

The discussion was dense and undulating, like waves.

Suddenly, an immature voice sounded, with a little confusion and a little joy:

"Daddy, Daddy!"