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Qianling sat on the hillside, her long white dress spread out among the swaying blades of grass, her light chestnut hair draped over her shoulders, trembling in the wind.

With a light lift, a pale green four-leaf clover floated in the morning breeze in her palm, and fluorescent light fluttered.

She looked at the four-leaf clover in her palm in a daze, her eyes vacant.

Suddenly, a hand reached over and knocked her on the head.

She sat there with her head down, unresponsive.

Liege Ghost stood behind her, jumping from left to right, grinning and grimacing, but the person in front of him never turned his face, and lowered his hand a little boredly.

"Girl, what's the fuss?"

He sat down next to her, reached out and clasped her head, and nodded with a satisfied smile:

"Yes, yes, this melon is ripe. ”

Qianling seemed to have come back to her senses at this time, raised her face to look at him, and a smile appeared on her lips:

"Uncle, you're here. ”

Lie's ghost looked at her two dark circles and frowned:

"Girl, what's wrong? ”

Qianling drooped her head, slowly lowered her hand, and the four-leaf clover floating in her palm dissipated silently, turning into a few bits of fluorescent light and blowing away with the wind.

"Uncle, I may not come to the forest every day these days, although most of your injuries have recovered, it is better to be careful, or ......"

She looked at the small chirp rolling in the blades of grass not far in front of the hillside, and then turned her face sideways to look at the people around her:

"I let Xiao Jiu stay with you? Xiao Jiu is very powerful, if you encounter any danger, it can protect you. ”

The Fierce Ghost waved his hand categorically, with a righteous and awe-inspiring face:

"No, your uncle and I are strong, but I used to be a holy angel, even if I was injured a little bit and my strength was reduced, I didn't have to rely on the dark demon to protect me. ”

Qianling glanced at his disgusted face and stuck out her tongue:

"At that time, I don't know who ate the rabbit that Xiao Jiu hunted every day......"

Lie Ghost leaned over and blinked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

Qianling glanced at him and shook her head: "No." ”

Idyllic hillside with shards of sunlight dancing with blades of grass.

Qianling looked at the cyan outline of the mountains and rivers in the distance, and her voice was low, as if she was talking to herself:

"Uncle, Ellens and the Demon Clan...... Fighting again?"

Lie Ghost looked at her stunned, slowly turned his face back, and did not speak.

The wind rises, and the leaves and waves of the hillside fly.

He slowly stood up from among the swaying blades of grass, the oncoming wind blowing his half-long hair, and his clothes fluttering, dyed with a touch of sunshine and gold.

"yes. The faint voice revealed a touch of indifference that did not concern him.

He turned his face to look at her sideways, and the corners of his lips hooked a faint arc:

"Are you interested?"

Qianling looked at his meaningful eyes and was stunned, and hurriedly waved his hand:

"No, I'm just curious......"

"Also, who wouldn't be curious about this kind of big scene of the two clans fighting," Lie Chongying grinned, sat down with a big grin, and patted her shoulder, "Fortunately, we are neither affiliated with Ellen Iss now, nor are we related to the demon clan, so it's not bad to watch the excitement and pass the time!"

Qianling glanced at him, slowly lowered her head, and nodded: "Well......"

"It's just that Ellen has been fighting with the demon clan for so long, from taking advantage of it for thousands of years, to falling and suffering a big loss......" Lie Double Shadow raised his eyebrows, "It's that feng shui takes turns, and the world is unpredictable." ”

Qianling looked at him and said softly: "Uncle, you have participated in the holy war, right?"

Lie Ghost looked at her with his chin propped up, a little surprised: "Yes...... What's wrong?"

"At that time...... Is it like this?" Qianling looked at him very seriously, frowning slightly, and her eyes vaguely revealed a little unease.

A hand gently rubbed her chestnut hair, and Lie Ghost looked at her with a faint voice:

"It's the same, but it's not the same. ”

Qianling looked at him and frowned slightly.

"Although they are all wars, they are more protracted and tragic than jihad...... Now it's just a small fight. Lie looked at the confusion in her eyes and slowly lowered her eyelids.

"Three hundred years ago, the moon god was born, the seal was broken, thousands of demons reappeared in the world through the sea of molten fire, and the peace that Ellens had exchanged for blood and sacrifice for generations of martyrs for thousands of years was in vain, the war raged and spread, and Galandel almost all fell......"

There was a pause.

"It's like a nightmare. ”

Qianling looked at him blankly, her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly lowered her head and did not speak.

"But it's okay," Lieghosting stroked her head comfortingly, a smile on his lips, "God...... After all, they are on the side of my angels. No matter how powerful the dark nightmare is, its end can only be hell. ”

Qianling bit her lip, her hand clenched a little.

"Although Elenis spent nearly two-thirds of his troops in the holy war, he suffered countless casualties and was short of supplies, and was on the verge of collapse several times...... Fortunately, he took his last breath and eradicated the moon god, and the holy war finally ended. ”

"Shovel...... Except?" the voice was low and almost inaudible.

Qianling slowly raised her head, her face a little pale:

"Is he dead......

Lie Chongying looked at her and was stunned, but did not speak.

"But, but ......" As if remembering something, Qianling anxiously grabbed his sleeve and frowned, "His physique is not ...... Won't it hurt? How can it be ......?"

"I don't know," Ghost shrugged, "The cause of the Luna's death has always been a mystery, and Eleon and the Demon Clan should have been trying to investigate and collect evidence all these years, but it is estimated that there is no progress, after all, it was so long ago." ”

"It's you, girl, you actually know even the physique of the moon god who is not injured or killed," Lie Ghost looked at her, tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked a meaningful arc, "You learned history well." ”

Qianling looked at him stunned, and a slight stiff smile appeared on her face:

"Yes, yes...... I'm usually fine, I just like to read history books or something...... It's a long experience, haha......"

"So uncle, what do you mean by 'returning' just now?" she clenched her fingers, her expression serious and confused.

"Resurrection. Lie's voice was faint, "Otherwise, how could a person who had been dead for so many years still be alive?"

"Resurrection ......?" Qianling frowned, slowly lowered her head, and her eyes trembled slightly.

I see.

No wonder at that time...... He appeared alone in the pit, still like a small and fragile child......

Qianling bit her lip, and seemed to breathe a vague sigh of relief in her heart, but she had an uneasy premonition like a vine entwining up, and the sound of her heartbeat intensified.

"But if I were him, I wouldn't want to be resurrected. Lie Ghost lay down on the grassy slope, his hands resting under his head, a blade of grass in his mouth, and his voice was indistinct.

Qianling looked down at him, a little dazed: "Why?"

"If the resurrection is for happiness, then I must wish for it," the ghost ghosted as he bit the blade of grass in his mouth, shaking it, "but the purpose of the demon clan is obviously not. The resurrection of the moon god has only one function, to be a coolie, to be a meat shield, tired and tired to fight and kill all day long, not to mention, one carelessly......"

Qianling looked at him without blinking, a pair of amber eyes wide open, listening attentively.

Fierce Ghost held the blade of grass in his mouth, slowly turned his face sideways to look at her, and grinned meaningfully:

"I'm going to have to die again. ”