Distant mountain indigo. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Huge clouds float over the field, drifting with the wind.

Qianling stood in the wilderness, her white skirt scattered at her ankles, and the four-leaf clover embroidered on the skirt trembled in the wind.

The hand that clutched his sleeve robe still didn't let go.

Half a day.

A muffled voice sounded:

"I don't care...... You have to go back with me, right now. ”

Qianling looked at him with a tense face, grabbing his sleeve robe, like grabbing a runaway little daughter-in-law.

The wind came from the distant mountains and lifted the boy's long black hair.

Lan Yue looked at her, her expression was a little innocent, and after a while, she weakly held back a sentence:

"Ling...... Don't make a fuss. ”

"It's you who are making trouble!" Qianling said categorically, muffling out of her nose, "Who promised me just now? liar!"

She turned her face away angrily, not looking at him, but her hands were still clenched, and she didn't relax for a moment, as if the person in front of her would run away as soon as she let go.

He looked at her side face, slowly lowered his eyelashes, and said in a soft voice:

"Every member of the tribe here has come out with me. ”

Qianling paused, slowly turned her face sideways, and looked at him.

The wind blew the black hair, and the young man's fair and beautiful face reflected the sunlight falling between the clouds, gilded with a layer of hazy gold:

"If I hadn't broken through the seal of the molten sea of fire three hundred years ago, these people might still be there. Driven by the slavery of Ellens day after day, he was deprived of his freedom to work like an animal......"

Qianling's eyes trembled slightly, and she slowly lowered her head and did not speak.

"But at least his life was spared. ”

Black hair brushed his cheeks, and there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes: "Don't be as frightened as you are today. ”

Qianling looked at the gloom in his eyes, hesitated, slowly held his hand, and his voice was a little softer:

"Satsuki...... The death of those clansmen has nothing to do with you, they were not killed by you, on the contrary, it was you who gave them a free and stable life, and the people of the Demon Clan have always been grateful to you......"

The fair, slender fingers trembled slightly, and she quietly let her hold him.

"It's freedom...... It is also a source of death. The voice was low and hoarse.

The black hair on her forehead was blowing in the wind, and her low-hanging eyelashes were slowly raised, Lan Yue looked at her with a soft voice:

"Eren Is's goal is me. If I had been here, unnecessary casualties would have been spared, and if I had left now...... They are bound to kill all of Galandal's people. ”

"Ling...... I can't go, you understand?"

Qianling looked at his eyes, her eyes trembled slightly, and her lips moved to say something, but she didn't make a sound.

There was silence for a long time.

The clouds are moving, and the murmuring sound of the Luochuan River is sometimes far and sometimes near, hidden in the shadow of the clouds.

The two men stood opposite each other, but they were silent.

Lan Yue stared at the person in front of her, and slowly clenched her hand a little, like a silent compromise.

Qianling lowered her head, the wind blew the chestnut hair on her shoulders, and the white skirt gently stroked at her ankles.

Half a day.

The hand that held his sleeve robe slowly loosened.

"That'...... What are you going to do?"

Qianling slowly looked up at him.

"In the past few days, many of Galandelle's strongholds have been destroyed one after another, and after many investigations, the other party should have locked the location of the strongholds by tracking the enchantment, and weakened the enchantment with a special method, taking the opportunity to launch a surprise attack. ”

Qianling tapped her chin and suddenly realized: "So that's the case, I wonder how Lan Feng's enchantment was shattered so easily......

Lan Yue looked at her and continued:

"Therefore, I suspect that among the people sent by Ellen Is, I am afraid that some of them have a special ability to track and weaken enchantments. ”

"He hides in the shadows, locates the stronghold by tracking the enchantment, silently weakens the enchantment without alerting the colony guards, and somehow directs others to launch a surprise attack. ”

Qianling bit her lip and nodded:

That is to say...... As long as this person is found, Ellens will not be able to find any more trouble with other strongholds?"

Lan Yue nodded:

"That's what I'm here for. ”

Qianling looked at his face, slowly lowered her head, and clenched the cylinder pen in the palm of her left hand little by little, as if she had made up her mind.

Lan Yue stared at her, reached out and gently rubbed her chestnut hair, like a puppy:

"So, you go back to the bottom first. I'll be back when I'm done with this side of the matter......"

As long as you're in a safe place, I don't have to worry about anything.

Suddenly, a powerful voice came from each other's hands.

He paused for a moment, looked at her quietly, and stopped talking.

Qianling held his hand tightly and raised her head to look at him, her clear amber eyes reflected the golden sunlight sprinkled between the clouds, and her voice was soft and persistent:

"Satsuki...... I'm with you. When the matter on the stronghold side is settled, we will go back to life together. ”

The sound was close, as if it was far away.

He looked at her, his black hair scattered from his cheeks, and his fair and beautiful face had a dull expression, like a puppet doll with a broken thread.

Full of worlds, full of minds...... Only that sentence remains.

Fill your chest.

Warm and sour.

Qianling looked at his suddenly stunned face, and reached out with interest to poke it:

"This time it's decided, and no more regrets are allowed. ”

Suddenly, someone poked her cheek lightly, Lan Yue came back to her senses, looked at her face, hesitated and frowned slightly:

"No, it's dangerous here......"

"I'm not afraid, I have this. ”

Qianling turned the cylinder pen in her hand, and with a flash of white light, a half-human-long enchantment cannon barrel appeared, and the silver-white mandala pattern was like a cold ice carving.

Lan Yue looked at the cannon barrel in her hand, and then looked at her, her red eyes faintly revealing anxiety:

"Ling, this is not a joke, you are here, I ......"

"What are you?"

Qianling glanced at him, hugged the barrel and sighed:

"Xiaoyue, don't worry, I won't hold you back. Just do your thing, leave me alone, maybe I can help. ”

He looked at her, a little anxious:

"No, you ......"

"Anyway, either you solve the matter and go back with me, or you go back with me now and choose for yourself. ”

Qianling looked at him, his tone was categorical, the white light flashed in his hand, and the enchantment cannon barrel had changed back into a cylinder pen in the palm of his hand.

“……”

He looked at her face as usual and slowly lowered his eyelashes, and did not speak again, but his red eyes were still faintly flickering with unease.

"Ah, yes!" her voice suddenly rang out.

Suddenly, a warm hand touched his cheek, and the familiar temperature came from the palm of his hand.

Lan Yue was stunned, staring blankly at her suddenly approaching face, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the whole person seemed to be nailed to the spot and couldn't move.

Qianling stood in front of him, reaching out and gently touching his face, a pair of amber eyes wide open, looking at him without blinking.

He looked at her, his eyes trembling slightly, and he lowered his eyelashes unnaturally to avoid her gaze, and a blush crept up his cheeks.

Little by little, the fireflies rose and fluttered, like green dandelions.

Lan Yue looked at the green light flying around her, and was slightly stunned: "...... is this?"

Fireflies are flying, like a dream.

In the rising fluorescent light, she looked at him, her chestnut hair blowing up from the side of her cheeks in the wind, and a small four-leaf clover totem on her forehead was bright and hazy:

"Satsuki, don't be afraid...... This is my feather gift, and although I don't know what it will be for yet, it should be able to help you. ”

The fluorescent light was hazy, surging from the girl's forehead, wrapping around the young man's fair skin and long black hair.

The warm temperature came from the palm of the palm that was gently pressed against the cheek...... It's familiar, it's reassuring.

He stared at her close face, her long hair fluttering up, and slowly closed her eyes.

Flowing fireflies are like a dream, and the light is beautiful......

A small green four-leaf clover appeared from the girl's palm, turned into a few hazy halos, and silently imprinted into the boy's body.