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The carvings are delicate and elegant, spreading from the lower end of the window lattice, hidden in the lights and the shadows of the trees, and the light and shadow are blurred.

"Yushi?"

Qianling looked at Lan Feng in front of her without blinking, a little dazed and a little uncertain in her eyes...... Stretching out a finger, he pointed to himself:

"Me?"

Lan Feng looked at her expressionlessly, his dark red eyes were dancing with firelight, and he was a little dignified and determined.

Qianling looked at his eyes, but slowly lowered her head, avoided his gaze, stepped forward and hugged Li Xiaoruo back in his arms, and said softly:

"The wings are gone, where did the feathers come from...... It's not funny at all. ”

Incense curls and candlelight flickers.

Lan Yue stood by the bookshelf, her black hair was soft and slender, strands of waterfall scattered around her waist, and her fair and beautiful side face was smeared with candle flames, like a tulle light cage.

He looked at her, his eyes suddenly twitching slightly...... The long and thin eyelashes slowly drooped, covering the struggle and pain that swept through the bottom of the red eyes.

Suddenly there was silence.

The flowers are pure and flawless, like small white lamps placed on each layer of the bookshelf, and the orange and red candles light up from the center of the flowers, gently flickering with the wind.

Long.

"As far as I know, the wings of the angel clan have always been accompanied by the wings," Lan Feng looked at the chestnut-haired girl in front of him who was silent with her head down, and slowly spoke, "Generally speaking, if the wings disappear, the feathers will also be invalid at the same time. It is for this reason that when it comes to the enemy, we often take the first step of cutting off the opponent's wings and thus banning his feathers......"

Qianling slowly raised her eyes, stared at him, and pursed her lips.

"Of course," Lan Feng glanced at her, still lightly, "this trick won't be used on you, don't put on that stinky face." Let alone...... You don't have wings to cut off for me. ”

“……”

Qianling turned her face away and let out a muffled sound from her nose.

Feeling a cold gaze on the back of his neck, Lan Feng paused, his expression slightly darkened, as if he had just remembered something...... The nonchalant attitude was slightly more restrained:

"But there are exceptions, such as...... You. ”

Qianling was stunned, and slowly raised her eyes to look at him, her lips trembled, but she didn't make a sound.

"I'm not sure what made your feather survive despite the loss of your wings, but I can be sure of ......" Lan Feng looked at her, frowning slightly, his eyes darkening a little, "It does exist. ”

Qianling looked at the certainty in his eyes, his eyes trembled slightly, and his hands clenched a little...... But he slowly lowered his head, still did not speak.

Lan Feng looked at her and slowly lowered his eyelids:

"Do you have your own feather ci that you never noticed?" The voice was soft, like helplessness, and like a sigh.

Qianling lowered her head, her chestnut hair gilded with a hazy glow, hanging down to her cheeks, vaguely covering her face.

Slowly biting his lip and shaking his head gently:

"I don't know why you're so sure that my Yuci is still there, but ......" Slowly raising her eyes, she stared at the Lan Feng in front of her, her eyes trembled slightly, "I don't have wings, and I can't even condense the holy light, how can there be Yuci, and even if there really is, my Yuci is useless at all......"

"Is it existential, is it useful...... Lan Feng looked at her, his left hand was raised lightly, and the pitch-black fingers and claws accompanied by the flowing black and purple electric light popped out from the fingertips in an instant, "Just try it." ”

Qianling looked at the sharp fingers and claws flowing with electric light, slightly stunned, her face was faintly pale, and she unconsciously took a step back:

"Lan Feng, you ......"

The short dark purple hair reflected the scorching firelight, Lan Feng looked at her, his face was expressionless, and a pair of red pupils suddenly lit up from the sweeping light and shadow, and the blood was overflowing!

In an instant, the electric light was raging, and the light and shadow trembled!

It was only 2 seconds before and after, and Qianling stared blankly at the black fingers and claws that ran straight into her throat between the electric light, and the whole person seemed to be frozen, standing motionless in place-

Boom - !!

A black figure stood in front of her.

The long, inky hair is smeared with a hazy candle sparkle and flutters in the wind, and a few strands of silky and slender hair gently brush the cheeks, bringing a familiar cool touch...... As if silent comfort.

Qianling stared at the person in front of her blankly, her eyes suddenly trembled, her lips moved, but she couldn't make a sound.

Light and shadow flicker, lightning splashes!

Two hands that also stretched out their sharp black claws collided together, and the air trembled and a huge wave opened up in an instant!

The candles flickered, the light and shadow trembled! The incense that rose up was broken by a strong wave in an instant, turning into countless wisps, collapsing and dissolving! The bookshelves on all sides of the room trembled violently, and in an instant, countless books fell down one after another!

The long ink-colored hair rolled in the wind, Lan Yue stood in front of Qianling, her robe was flying, her hand with black fingers and claws was stretched against her chest, her brows were frowning slightly, and her red eyes were bloody:

"Lan Feng, stop me. The voice was cold.

Short dark purple hair fluttered on his cheeks, Lan Feng looked at him, slightly stunned, and his black-purple electric hand paused, but did not immediately retract:

"Brother, get out of the way. It's for her good. ”

"Only when people are cornered can they unleash their latent strength. To find out if Yu Ci is still there, and what kind of ability he has, this is the easiest and most direct way. ”

The long ink-colored hair flew in the wind, Lan Yue looked at him coldly, and her fingertips gradually rose:

"I said it...... No way. ”

The surging wind exhaled low, and in an instant, it swirled out from the white fingertips!

Feeling a silent torrent with a chilling chill coming towards him, Lan Feng paused slightly, frowning slightly.

The black sleeve robe flew in the wind, and the phantom was mottled, and the hand that was flowing with electric light was silently retracted in an instant. The sharp black claws slowly faded back from the fingertips, and the black-purple electric light that was raging on them was silently extinguished.

The study was quiet again, and the candle flame fluttered violently, gradually calming down.

Incense curls.

The short dark purple hair hangs down to the ears and blows lightly in the wind.

Lan Feng stood on the edge of the table, the gray fox fur on his shoulders was soft and warm, dyed with a touch of orange fire.

Glancing lightly at the black-haired young man on the side of the table and the chestnut-haired girl behind him, his sleeves were flicked, he straightened the fox fur coat on his shoulders, turned back to the table and sat down, his voice was faint:

"That's no problem. ”

The wind is a surging beast, exhaling low, circling to and fro, gradually turning into a shallow torrent, and a wisp of it melts silently.

Lan Yue stood in front of Qianling, looked at Lan Feng, who was silent behind the table, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and the blood under her eyes disappeared silently.

Qianling stood behind him, chestnut hair scattered over his shoulders, lining his faintly pale face.

Blinking slowly, she seemed to react suddenly, looked at the black-haired young man in front of her, and then looked at Lan Feng, who was silent with a cold face behind the table, and frowned a little uneasily, but she didn't know what to say.