After a moment of silence.

Qian Shu was stunned as she watched the girl slowly descending from the sky above the main hall, she was wearing a white festival mask, the cinnabar red demon smelt on the tail of her eyes was bewitching, and a pair of light and slender black wings stretched out behind her.

"You ......"

He was stunned, stared at the strange pair of black wings behind the girl, and then looked at the scarlet eyes behind her mask, and held his chin with interest:

"Interesting...... Could it be that you are a hybrid born of an angel demon?"

He paused, shook his head again, and muttered to himself, "Impossible."

Qianling pointed to the ground on her toes, and her wings were folded. The eyes behind the mask were scarlet, faintly murderous.

"You can't kill him. Three hundred years ago, Qian Shu was an important figure in the holy war, and his death would change history significantly. ”

The ethereal voice of the butterfly sounded in her mind, her pupils contracted, and the surging blood was silently retracted.

"According to the intelligence, the immortal stinky boy lived with a woman with a mask and special black wings when he was a child......"

The corners of Qian Shu's mouth hooked up a meaningful smile, and his eyes looked at her from top to bottom:

"The conditions he proposed today are also related to that woman......"

"If I'm right, you're the one he's been looking for, right?"

Qianling looked at him coldly and never spoke.

"That's interesting," he said, gazing with interest at the cold scarlet pupils behind her mask, "You're clearly right next to him, just like a sneaking mouse, hiding in the temple......

"Seeing that stinky boy willing to be my lackey sword for you, but refusing to show up, she is really a hard-hearted woman. ”

"Are you finished?"

A cold voice interrupted him.

The girl took a step forward slowly, and suddenly turned into a lingering phantom and shuttled forward, the pitch-black cloak was lifted between the light and shadow, and the pitch-black sharp fingers and claws had already touched Qian's throat.

He was stunned, the cold touch pressed against his neck, his eyes slowly moved back, and he looked into the cruel and deep blood pupils of the girl behind him:

"You ......"

This speed ......

This molten riverbank...... This hell of fire...... Even that monster kid with an immortal body doesn't have this kind of speed ......!

"You really ...... It's not a normal thing......" His pupils were contracting, and he felt the fingers and claws in his throat pierce into his skin and sting, and cold sweat oozed faintly on his forehead, "I have been controlling this molten riverbank for hundreds of years, but I haven't found it, and there is a ...... like you"

"One more nonsense, and I'll kill you. ”

Qianling was close to his ear, scarlet eyes with a smile, and said softly.

He quickly shut up and didn't dare to move.

"Lord Qianshu, if you dare to reveal half a sentence of me in front of Yue......"

The pitch-black four-leaf clover appeared in Qianling's eyebrows, and a faint hint of green swept over her scarlet eyes......

"I will make you understand what life is better than death. ”

A cold sweat slid down the corner of his forehead, and nodded:

"I don't say it, I haven't seen you, I don't know anything...... It's all right?"

This little girl is really weird, although he can't see behind the mask, he can feel it......

She has a brand.

And it's a very, very ominous brand.

"But why do you ...... "You should know that the kid will be looking for you all the time and asking me for help...... Even if I don't say it, one day he'll ......"

"He won't know. Qianling slowly lowered her eyelids, her eyes a little darker, "He just needs to continue on the current path...... Someday ......"

One day, we will see each other on the other side of the plane.

The mask was removed in an instant, Qianling's chestnut hair curled, and the fishy eyes on the exposed face widened.

Qian Shu stared at her without blinking, still holding the mask in his hand, and frowned.

Bang –

Qianling raised her hand and smashed him in the face with a punch, knocking the person to the ground and making up for a few kicks, and at the same time, snatched the mask and put it back on, and her wings spread out and dissipated on the spot.

Liuqian's nose and blue face were swollen on the floor of the main hall, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Damn bastard......"

In the turbulent cracks of time, Qianling's wings stretched out and flew through the sea of clouds, and thousands of small cracks around her body fluctuated like thunder and lightning.

No wonder when he was found fault in the forest before, he said that she looked a little similar to the woman she loved three hundred years ago......

It's good that it was only glanced at, otherwise it would be troublesome to be completely remembered......

Stepping through the gap between the wind and clouds and stepping into a time and space again, Qianling frowned lightly as she looked at the flowing clouds and boundless forests below.

Is this the time and space where Lan Xue is......?

It doesn't look like Galandelle......

It's more like forgetting life.

Walk through the rolling canopy and through the vast forest. Qianling looked around, as comfortable and familiar as a fish in water......

Here it is......

The Forgotten Twilight Forest.

Although almost all the trees were shorter than three hundred years later, the scenery had not changed much, and she could even find out where the treehouse was......

The dense running footsteps in front of him were like the flight of thousands of races, and even the earth trembled.

Qianling's figure stopped for a moment, and then she saw a large barrier as transparent as water waves expanding from the end of the forest, and soon disappeared into the wind, without a trace.

Is that......

The direction of the valley floor!

Her face changed, and her wings spread with force and suddenly accelerated, like a piercing phantom that swept through the forest and craggy rock walls, and rose into the air.

At the bottom of the canyon, thousands of demonic people are fleeing in terror, and a large area of black pressure is squeezed into the innermost part of the canyon, like a large swarm of dark ants surging and struggling, with no way to escape.

Not far away, on the top of the cliff, a young man with short dark purple hair stood here, his pitch-black robe fluttering in the wind, and the silver-white mandala bloomed in full bloom.

Qianling looked at the familiar figure in a daze, the familiar costume, it was no longer the immature young man she saw in another time and space just now, and her eyes were red.

Lan Feng is here, and the gray-robed old man next to him is Elder Yu, Qian Shu is also there, and there are other high-level elders of the Demon Clan......

And what about the month? And Lan Xue......

Where are they ......?

She searched around repeatedly, but never found him, and suddenly her heart swelled up with a sense of loss for no apparent reason......

with a faint uneasiness.

The wind lifted the black robe, the dark purple hair was sticky with cold sweat on the cheeks, Lan Feng's face was terrifyingly white, his hands were stamped on his chest, and the spherical barrier above him was constantly expanding, encompassing the entire canyon......

"Defeated, will be defeated......" Qian Shu looked at the demon people surging and fleeing inside the canyon, slowly raised his forehead and closed his eyes, sneering and laughing at himself, "Ha...... Look at the fate of this lost dog, it's really miserable. ”

Yu Lao's pupils trembled, the tails of his eyes were a little red, and he closed his eyes in pain and shook his head.

"Just a few days ago...... Our clan is still soaring all the way and winning the game, how can this be, why did it suddenly become like this...... Lan Yue...... You ......"

He finally choked up, leaned down and wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, but couldn't say a word.

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