The morning sun slanted on the window lattice, and the little chirp walked around the branches of the tree house with its tail thorns, and the pale blue hyacinths in the window swayed in the wind.

The blood-stained gauze strip fell to the ground, Lan Yue stood in front of the bed against the light, her waist-length ink-colored long hair fell down the pale shoulders, her body was thin and straight, and her long hair like a waterfall added to the softness.

Qianling took the clean gauze and carefully wrapped it around the wound on his abdomen, then draped the black robe over his shoulders, and arranged the black fox fur and crimson tassels on the front placket.

The slender and powerful black membranous wings hung low, and the dark red manzhu sawa of the pouring robe spread. Lan Yue's long cold hair hung down the black black fox fur on her chest and shoulders, her eyes were as red as clouds, and her hair was fluttering in the morning breeze, and her robe was curly......

has changed back to the cold, arrogant and beautiful beauty leader of the past.

Qianling stared at him for a long time, slowly withdrew her hand, lowered her head and did not speak.

It wasn't until the boy stepped forward and gently hugged her into his arms, the warm black fox fur against her cheeks, and the flying black hair brushed her shoulders.

"Don't you really need to rest for a while......?"

She hugged him and buried her face in the inky fox fur, reluctant to let go.

The second time.

This is the second time that he has personally put on Satsuki's battle robe in this tree house, seeing that he has not recovered from his injuries and is about to return to the battlefield.

"It's been a long break. He stroked her hair with his palm, like comforting a cat.

"I don't care, your injuries aren't healed yet. Qianling looked at the blood-stained strip of gauze on the ground and hugged him tighter.

Lan Yue's eyelashes drooped lightly, a little helpless, a pair of black wings behind her spread out in an instant, and the strong wind was raised, and the robe was already holding the girl and disappearing in place.

"Hurt ...... What are you doing!

Walking all the way along the forest canopy, Lan Yue's pitch-black robe flew up, holding the screaming girl in her arms and stabbing under the forest, and the wind demons flowing around her surged into torrents, rolling up thousands of green leaves and crushing them into fragments.

The ancient trees of the twilight forest were as quiet as ever, and a few rays of sunlight were sparse in the dense canopy, and with the sound of the squirming boy holding the girl down, the robe flew to the tiptoe, and landed smoothly in a flower bush.

As the coercion spreads, the torrent of wind demons wrapped in the fragments of green leaves, and then gently rolled up the small white flowers that bloomed everywhere, weaving into the air flow of green leaves and white petals, interweaving all the way upward......

Finally, it gathers into a delicate four-leaf clover, which gently falls into the palm of Qianling's hand.

She looked at the small gift in her palm, the wind around her lifted her hair and the corners of her skirt, and the corners of her lips slowly raised a smile, and she looked up at him.

"Believe it now?"

Lan Yue looked at her, her expression was familiar with helplessness, but she was overwhelmed by the tolerance and pampering as always.

Qianling held the four-leaf clover like a treasure, looked at him and smirked:

"Is this a gift?"

The black hair on his forehead was blowing in the wind, and his beautiful eyebrows were in the dimness and faint light of the forest:

"Just a little proof. You deserve a better gift. ”

She sneered, and pounced on him with the four-leaf clover, almost throwing him to the ground, wrapping her arms around her neck and kissing the corner of his lips:

"Are you Satsuki? My Satsuki is cold and doesn't say such things. ”

His cheeks were flushed, his eyelashes drooped, and he didn't dodge but lowered his head slightly, making it easier for her to kiss him. Simply reached out and picked up his little one, Qianling grabbed him by the neck, smirked and chirped softly.

It's still good when I was a child, such a fragrant and soft little guy, it's convenient to kiss him and hug him.

Qianling looked at him in a trance, pinching the four-leaf clover and holding his neck firmly. Although he now has wings, the koala ability to hold him and fly around has increased unabated.

"Well, you can go back to the bottom. But no matter where I go, I will follow you, and if you don't agree, don't think about leaving. ”

With a domineering and scoundrel declaration in his ears, Lan Yue turned around and walked forward with his koala in his arms, his robe hanging a few moments of morning light:

"Good. ”

"No matter how busy you are, you are not allowed to be full or hungry again, and you are not allowed to be stabbed again by relying on your immortal body. ”

"Good. ”

"I want to eat glutinous rice eggs and soufflé cakes, I don't have any money, you buy them for me. ”

"Good. ”

In the faint light of the distant forest, climbing snakes and vines curl up on the trunks of sturdy ancient trees, and their green eyes glow.

Qianling's red pupils shrank slightly, and the snake vine squirmed and retracted behind the trunk. She rested her head on Lan Yue's shoulder, shook and stuck out her tongue.

Who let these bad things old bully her before.

Not afraid now.

She hugged Lan Yue's neck and rubbed it.

"Month. ”

"Huh?"

"Kiss. ”

"I can't see the road......"

Since Qianling Lanyue and the two returned to the bottom of the Shenmu Valley hand in hand, the demon clan headquarters that had been hit hard and chaotic gradually stabilized.

The remaining party members were cleaned up and eradicated one by one, and the wounds and losses caused by the previous army to seize power were gradually filled and soothed, and everything was rebuilt in an orderly manner.

There is only one more idler, Lie Chongying, who has nothing to do under the vigilant eyes of the guards and the people all day long, and spits on the two people who are so hot that the entire demon clan is immersed in the atmosphere of love.

"I've seen a lot of crooked couples, and it's the first time that they've never been separated from each other all day long. ”

He scoffed and vomited.

Qianling often flew up with a kick, and he was nimble to dodge.

The news of the disappearance of the realm spirit has not been announced, and the enchantment left by the wind above the sacred tree still protects the people, and every time people look up at the sky and see the study room with mandala lanterns hanging under the canopy of the supernatural tree, they always think that the black-robed and purple-haired boy is still sitting by the carved window lattice, from day to night, waiting for the last habitat of the demon clan for three hundred years.

Qianling picked up the books one by one, planted the broken flowers, branches, pots, and bowls, lit incense, and put everything in the same place. She skillfully and carefully cleaned the study from the inside out, scrubbed the bookshelves and wiped off the dirt, but by chance she looked up at the empty seats by the window lattice, and the young man who spoke fiercely and disciplined her appeared in front of her, and suddenly she was stunned.

During the cleaning room, Qianling found the yellowed ancient book with the word "snow" written on it again in the mess under the collapsed bookshelf-

Lan Xue's relics.

She hesitated for a long time with the book, but wrapped it in paper cloth and received it in her arms.

After all, it is Lan Xue's only relic, and now that Lan Feng is gone, it is always inappropriate to put it in this unmanned study. It's better to keep it and find a time to give it to Satsuki.

"Sister Ling......"

A stinging pain crossed her brain, and Qianling was stunned, the voice that suddenly sounded in her head was unfamiliar, but it seemed to have been heard somewhere.

She looked around the empty study, and then slowly looked down at the yellowed and old books in her arms, and frowned slightly.

Is something missing, or is it ......

Forgot something?

。 m.