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The white dress was smeared in the afterglow of the setting sun, blowing with the wind, like a flag on the grave.

"Qianling......!"

Longya looked up at the girl who was choked by the throat and carried in the air, her eyes were red, she knelt on the ground and buckled her head vigorously, and her anxious voice was mixed with crying:

"Lord Lan Feng! Lord Lan Feng, let Qianling go! She didn't mean it, she didn't mean it......

Lan Feng looked coldly at the dying girl in his hand, his red eyes reflected the sunset like blood, and the corners of his lips hooked up a touch of cold mockery:

"It's not intentional, she can stab a knife into my brother's chest, if she deliberately does it one day, will she be able to kill all my demon clan?"

Longya looked at him blankly, and then looked at the dying girl in his hand, tears suddenly burst out of his eyes, and his voice was hoarse and sad:

"Qianling...... Qianling: You speak, you explain, you say you didn't mean it, you say it was an accident!"

"You hurried to Galandelle and returned to Luochuan halfway despite the danger...... You're obviously doing all this for Lord Lanyue...... Woowoo...... How can this be......"

The sky is full of red glow, and the deep purple hair blows up with the wind, gilding it with a layer of hazy light.

Lan Feng looked at the pale and silent girl in front of him expressionlessly, frowned slightly, and still did not speak.

The chestnut hair was slightly messy and scattered over his shoulders, trembling in the wind, fainting with the golden red of the setting sun.

Lan ...... Wind ......" voice is low, like a gossamer.

Chestnut hair fell to the pale cheeks, eyelashes trembled, and a tear ran down her cheeks. Qianling slowly looked at the person in front of her with difficulty, and a bitter smile pulled out from the corner of her blood-stained mouth:

"Kill me......"

The voice is hoarse and sour.

She laughed in despair, her hand loosened little by little, and she hung down weakly, no longer struggling.

Lan Feng looked at her, his eyes trembled slightly, his almond-shaped pupils contracted, and the blood color spread out again!

"What do you think...... I don't dare?!"

The hand holding her throat tightened, the corners of Qianling's mouth splashed blood, and her face was as white as paper in an instant.

"Qianling-!!" Longya hissed and cried, tears rolling down, and he rushed forward and grabbed Lan Feng's falling black robe, "Lord Lan Feng, Lord Lan Feng......! If you kill Qianling now, it will only make things worse for Lord Lan Yue!, please think twice...... Woowoo woo ......"

Lishuo knelt on the ground, also anxious and frightened:

"Lord Lan Feng! People can't be resurrected after death, don't do irreparable things in anger for a while! Even if it's for Lord Lan Yue's sake, please think twice!"

Lan Feng stared at the girl in front of him whose face was pale and couldn't move, her red eyes were like blood, and she was full of beauty!

The pale fingers that were clutching her throat paused, as if unwilling to hesitate, and slowly let go.

"Ahem......!"

Qianling fell weakly like a dehydrated fish, lying on his lap, coughing violently, panting, and his face was still pale.

"Qianling! woo woo woo ......" Longya cried and rushed over to hug her, tears streaming down her face.

Li Shuo also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at her.

"Long...... Tooth...... Lishuo ......" relieved her breath for a while, Qianling cried and hugged her, tears broke and rolled down one by one, "Thank you......"

Thank you for believing in me and for interceding for me......

She never thought that in this strange and dangerous demon clan territory, there would be someone willing to speak for her.

Especially......

Qianling sniffled, hugged the girl in front of her tightly, and cried intermittently:

"Longya...... What are you crying about...... Why do you believe me so much, stupid...... You know I'm ...... I ......"

Since you know who I am, you should be wary of suspicion, even if you don't hate and hate......

Why is it so good to always be with me, protect me, help me trust me, be so tolerant...... Like a fool.

"Qianling...... Woo woo woo ......" Longya cried and shook her head, her hoarse choked voice staccato "It doesn't matter who you are...... All I know is ...... You're my only friend......"

Qianling stared at her blankly, her eyes trembling, and warm tears rolled down her cheeks.

Longya drooped his head and sniffled, tears fell one after another, and he slowly raised his head and quietly glanced at the silent young man in front of him:

"I ...... Always confused, fussy and unlikable, so I don't have any ......friends."

She looked at the girl in front of her, her red eyes were shining, full of tears, and her choked voice was intermittent:

"But...... But I—I like to talk to you and stay with you...... Although, although you are not of the same race as us, you are still bad-tempered and have a bad mouth, and you are always prejudiced against us...... But I know that your heart is not bad, and you are also good to Lord Lanyue from the bottom of your heart......"

Qianling looked at her, biting her lip and not speaking, tears rolling down one after another.

Longya looked at her, sniffled, and his face was slightly red:

"Anyway...... Anyway, no matter what you think, I think of you as a friend anyway...... Whatever you want, you can accept it or not......"

Qianling cried and laughed, laughing so hard that tears fell one after another, and hugged her tightly: "Longya, you are also my best friend in the Demon Clan......"

Longya was stunned, looking at the smile on her face, she also cried and laughed.

The sun is setting and the sunset is gorgeous. The two girls hugged and cried together, like two small beasts that were also lost, and finally met at the intersection.

After a while, he wiped away his tears and straightened his hair that was messy from crying.

Qianling staggered to her feet with the support of Longya.

"Lan Feng ......"

She looked at the young man in front of her who still looked cold, her eyes flickered slightly, she hesitated, and still asked:

"Satsuki...... How's that going? His injuries ...... Have you recovered?"

The sun is setting, and the dusk is like fire.

Lan Feng stood there quietly, the wind blowing up his short dark purple hair, and the black camellia stud earring in his left ear flickered faintly.

He turned his face away from her, his lips pursed slightly, and his side face was in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Qianling looked at him silently, stood in place, and slowly clenched her hands: "I ......"

Suddenly, someone quietly pulled her hand, Qianling looked over, Longya frowned and shook her head, signaling her not to mention it again.

Qianling looked at her, then slowly looked at the cold and silent young man in front of her, gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind, and knelt down on the spot.

"Qianling......!" Longya looked at her stunned and widened her eyes.

The short dark purple hair fluttered on her cheeks in the wind, Lan Feng looked at her, and seemed to be slightly stunned, her brows were slightly furrowed, her fair side face was in the afterglow of the sunset, and a pair of scarlet eyes were cold and indifferent with frost:

"I warn you...... It's best to pack up and get out of my demon clan before I change my mind. Don't be clever enough to think I won't dare kill you. ”

"Lan Feng ......" The hoarse voice trembled slightly.

Qianling knelt there, looked up at him, tears rolling down, and her hoarse and choked voice revealed pleading:

"I know...... You hate me, you hate me...... But...... But I beg you, tell me where Satsuki is and how he is now...... Woowoo woo ......"

"I caused his injuries, and it was all my fault...... You can compensate me however you want, it doesn't matter if you want to drive me away, beat me and kill me, just ask me to see Satsuki before I leave......! Woowoo woo ......"

"See him?" Lan Feng looked at her and smiled coldly, "You want to see ...... Brother, has he been tortured by you, or do you want to soothe your pathetic conscience a little and relieve your guilt?"

Qianling looked at him blankly, her eyes trembling slightly: "Fold ...... What do you mean? Satsuki ...... ...... the end of Satsuki"

"Enough...... Qianling, let's go. Lan Feng turned his face away and stopped looking at her, his voice was very soft, like a dandelion being blown by the wind, "Brother, he never came back at all, even me...... I don't know where he is. (To be continued.) )