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The leaves make a soft rustling sound.

The woods were crowded, but there was no sound, and it was eerily quiet.

Qianling sat paralyzed on the ground of the woods, and the hand that was clasped behind her back was released at some point.

Several demon guards behind her looked at her, then at the black-haired boy surrounded by the crowd not far away, and slowly let go and retreated a few steps.

There was silence for a long time.

"It's not ......," the hoarse voice was mixed with crying, "It's not like that......"

She sat there slumped, shaking her head tremblingly, and big tears rolled down her gray cheeks:

"I don't know...... I don't know why Xiao Yu is ...... But, it's ......."

However, I clearly ...... It's for you.

Entangled by that inexplicable panic, his heart flew away secretly, over the mountains, and ran to Galandelle, far away......

Go and make sure you're safe.

"I don't know ......?" the cold voice mocked.

"Since you don't know, why did you come all the way from Wangsheng?"

"Why do you have to go back to rock bottom with you?"

"Why did you turn back halfway even if you had already left Luochuan? Why did the time happen so accurately and happened to ...... time and place?"

You're ...... I've always avoided me like a flood beast.

You're ...... Hate me to the bone.

Never let go.

Qianling paused, sat on the ground and slowly raised her head, staring at him blankly, her eyelashes trembling, and another tear rolled down.

Lan Yue looked at her, chuckling at the corners of her lips, pale with blood:

“…… It's for him. ”

The words of concern are false.

The long-lost hug is fake.

Tears are also fake.

The lies you made up are so seamless, and I don't hesitate to believe them.

"Qianling...... Your acting skills are good. "The voice was soft, like a dandelion being blown away by the wind.

But like a thunderbolt, it flashed through the sky above her head, illuminating the face that was covered with tears.

"...... acting?" Qianling looked at him blankly, her lips trembled, and hot tears slid down one after another, "Xiaoyue, you ...... What do you mean?"

Lan Yue looked at her coldly: "You know it in your own heart. ”

"No, it's not what you think!" she explained hurriedly, "I—I didn't know Xiao Yu would be here, I came to Galandel because of ......"

"Because you know that Erenis is aiming for me, and you know that only by following me can you meet him directly, protect him, and help him eliminate the most dangerous enemies by the way......"

"Right?"

The cold voice was mocking.

Qianling looked at him blankly, her eyes trembled, and gradually her tears became more and more turbulent, and her hoarse voice was crying:

"No, it's not like that! I didn't think so!"

It was she who made a mistake, he could be angry, he could beat her and scold her, and she absolutely didn't complain.

But why...... Why do you want to doubt it with such a vile and ugly idea?

In your eyes, I am such a person?

Longya stood in front of the crowd not far away, looking at the chestnut-haired girl crying hoarsely and explaining, her eyes were red, and she suddenly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee respectfully:

"Lord Lanyue! her subordinates have accompanied Qianling all the way, and they can testify that she has no ......."

"Lord Lanyue—" Before the words fell, an anxious voice came.

Dozens or hundreds of demon guards flew from all directions of the woods, and the black-armored guards led by them looked frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on one knee:

"Lord Lanyue, oh no, the ten angelic captives of Ellen Iss are gone!"

Lan Yue was stunned, and her pupils contracted slightly: "What ......?"

In the next second, the frost is gone!

Tens of thousands of ice picks rose from the ground of the woods, densely sprung up!

The cold air invaded, the frost and snow fell! The ground was frozen and condensed in an instant!

Screams erupted from among the trees! Countless demon guards were pierced by the sharp icicles in an instant, and blood gushed out!

A pair of hands lifted up the unconscious chestnut-haired boy on the ground.

Glancing at the black-haired boy under the protection of the demon guards in the distance, he didn't have time to breathe, his blood-mottled wings spread hard, and the whole person had disappeared over the woods with the seriously injured boy!

The frost and snow were flying, and the cold air invaded the body from all directions, Qianling trembled, and her eyes touched the figure that flashed in the chaos, and the whole person froze: "Xiao...... Yu ......?"

The empty ground, frost and snow frozen, without the scarred boy before.

A broken mask lay there, plain and white, condensed like moonlight.

The crimson lines spread out in the corners of the eyes, like a burning flame.

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"Sister. ”

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"Sister!"

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"Xiao Yu likes her sister the most. ”

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"Don't want Mom and Dad to pick you up...... I want my sister to come, and if my sister doesn't come, Xiao Yu won't leave!"

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"Sister...... I'm sorry, but am I being too headstrong...... I—I don't want this anymore, just return it......"

"It's okay, you can save more pocket money, as long as Xiao Yu is happy, the money is not in vain......"

"This mask is a birthday gift from your sister, Xiao Yu, congratulations on your 5 years old!"

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Warm tears slid down his cheeks and into his neck, dispelling the chill.

Trembling lips, crying and laughing.

Originally...... It's really you,

It's really you.

I finally ...... See you again.

Frost and snow are falling, and the cold is gradually dissipating.

Lan Yue was in the center of the demon guards, her brows furrowed slightly, her hands covering her chest were mottled with blood, and her pale fingers were getting tighter and tighter.

Feeling the screams around him, he froze, anxiously looking over the figures, almost instinctively searching for them......

Frost sprinkles.

Chestnut hair runs from her shoulders.

The girl staggered up from the ground and staggered out into the woods—

The familiar departing back, the white dress is like frost.

He stared at her blankly, his breathing tightened in an instant, and he clutched his chest and shook it hard to get up—

Heavy figures, swaying to and fro.

I couldn't see the departing figure clearly.

You're going to ...... again Leave me behind?

"Ling!" cries out of sorrow and sorrow, like the last cry of a trapped beast.

Footsteps faltered.

Qianling stopped, as if she was fixed there by something.

Lan Yue looked at her, gasping faintly, anxiously reaching out to push away the crowd around her, and staggered towards her, the whisking black robe, sprinkling mottled blood all the way-

Qianling stood there, didn't look back, and clenched her hands a little...... Take a slow step and keep running.

Lan Yue looked at her, her eyes trembled again, and her anxious and hoarse voice almost blurted out:

"Qianling! stop me—"

The voice did not fall.

The blood was surging, and there was a sudden sharp pain in his chest, he shook it, and the whole person knelt down on one knee in front of him, and the surging blood overflowed from the corner of his lips!

"Lord Lanyue!"

"Lord Lanyue—"

The shouts were like a tidal wave, coming from all directions.

The surrounding demon guards rushed over in a panic to support him, but they were pushed away.

The white dress rolls up, against the moonlight.

The faint sound of coughing up blood came from the bustling crowd behind him.

Qianling's footsteps trembled, and she stopped again, her whole person trembled faintly, but she still froze in place and did not look back.

The black hair was scattered, and the pale cheeks lost the last of their blood.

Lan Yue clutched her chest and knelt on one knee, a series of surging blood spilling out of the wound, and the fur of the ink fox on her chest was dyed a dark red.

The chaotic vision is getting darker and darker.

With his black hair scattered and his red eyes darkened, he slowly struggled to raise his head and look beyond the shaking crowd - the back that still refused to look back.

"Thousand ...... Ling ......" hoarse voice was weak and weak, but word by word, as if he had exhausted his life's strength.

I don't care...... Ignore ......

If you want to hate me, kill me......

I've forgiven it all, and I don't care about it......

As soon as you come back...... Come back.

When the words came to his lips, they became something else:

"You're gone...... Don't come back. (To be continued.) )