It seems that the pebbles have not crossed the water, and they have stirred up a thousand waves.

The air froze for a moment, and the entire conference hall fell silent.

Qian Lao leaned back in his chair, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his scarlet eyes flowed, as if he was thinking about something.

Lan Feng sat at the end of the long table, his eyes quietly staring at the black-haired young man on the other side of the long table, with a complicated look in his eyes, but he finally pursed his lips and said nothing.

The silence lasted for nearly 1 minute.

Be on hot coals.

Just when the cold sweat condensed at the corners of the elders' foreheads was about to be overwhelmed, the young man's beautiful face against the light, like a thin fan, slowly lifted up, revealing scarlet pupils.

"The decisive battle has not yet begun......"

The cold gaze was the blade of the rose, scraping over everyone's face one by one. As far as the eye could see, some people lowered their heads with a muffled cough, and some people pretended not to care about arranging their clothes and accessories to avoid their sight......

Lan Yue looked coldly at the people on both sides of the long table, and the corners of her lips hooked up a hint of arrogance and mockery:

"You think I'm going to lose?"

The air temperature plummeted, no one in the conference hall dared to make a sound anymore, and the atmosphere was so heavy that it was breathless.

Yu Lao moved his mouth as if he wanted to say something, touched the man's cold gaze, and swallowed back silently.

"I told you. Three hundred years ago......"

Only the young man's cold voice sounded faintly, revealing an arrogance that could not be ignored.

"It was an accident. ”

Qian Lao looked at the handsome silhouette of the young man covered with rain and mist, and smiled faintly:

"Prevention is better than prevention. What's more, Lan Yue, you really should do something that a man should do. My demon clan is one of the oldest and most powerful races in the world, if the leader has no wife and no children, what will it look like to spread out. ”

Yu Lao frowned slightly:

"That's right. Lan Yue, you have to think about the clan. We plan for the worst, and if you are not there one day, an heir with your Wind Resist and Immortal Body will be the last bargaining chip of my demon clan against Ellens. ”

"I understand that you don't want to be reluctant, but you must know that as a leader, you have to be a leader. We promise that we will consider the choice of the princess again and again until you are satisfied. ”

"I said, no. The voice was cold, without hesitation.

Lan Yue's cold face was coated with a hazy shimmer, her eyelashes were dyed frost white, and her long hair occasionally rose with the wind, and her beautiful face was filled with smoke and mist incense, revealing a bit of breathtaking and gorgeous bewitchment......

A word for cold arrogance:

"I'm not going to lose. ”

The other elders glanced at each other and said worriedly: "But after all, three hundred years ago, ......"

"If you believe me," he interrupted with a blank face, "there is no need to rush to the back line. ”

The robe was rolled up, he pulled out his chair and got up, striding forward, and in an instant the phantom lingered, and his back was already at the door.

"Lan Yue!" Yu Lao hurriedly got up and wanted to stop him, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by the sound of "bang" closing the door, so he had to stare at the direction he left in a daze, and sighed for a long time.

The top of the sacred tree, the dome of the tree.

The light rain was dripping, the moist trunks were sprinkled with shadows, and the huge green canopy gently swept up, cutting the sky into wisps and falling with the drizzle.

Quiet footsteps, follow behind.

The robe swayed, slowly falling down, and gently curled in the wind.

Lan Yue stopped and turned around, her red eyes fluttering.

The sky was slightly cloudy, the rain was flying obliquely, and the jade-like hair was gently swaying in the wind.

The young man was dressed in a black robe and stood quietly behind him. Restrained and gorgeous silver-white mandala, with short dark purple hair, he carried a stack of papers in his arms, and his quiet gaze was the same as before.

It reminded him of the skinny boy on the bank of the molten river in the past, and followed him silently, almost stubbornly.

In the blink of an eye, it has been 300 years.

“…… What are you doing here?"

He withdrew his gaze and turned to continue walking, but his pace had slowed.

Lan Feng smiled faintly, stepped forward and walked to his side side by side:

"My brother is angry, so Lan Feng naturally wants to follow. ”

The drizzle parted, the green leaves of the sacred tree were washed in the wind and rain, and the green canopy swayed and rolled, making a soft sound.

Two figures walked side by side in the drizzle and the shadows of the trees, their long black hair lined with short dark purple hair, and the bloody and treacherous Manju Sawa reflected the mandala Hua as clean as snow......

It is indeed like a twin flower.

"Recently, Ellens's actions have accelerated, and the army's combat methods have also changed compared with before, and they are ruthless and decisive......"

Lan Feng frowned slightly.

"Coupled with the sudden weakening of the Aurora Sky Lock, although it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, I always feel that it is not so simple......"

The rain was pouring down, and the people around him were silent.

He looked at the silhouette of the young man's silent side face for a while, and sighed lowly:

"Brother...... Have you considered the elders' proposals?"

Lan Yue looked at the drizzle flying in the air, her thin lips opened lightly, and her cold words were scattered in the sound of the rain: "What I want...... Don't you understand?"

Lan Feng lowered his eyes, and his voice was very light like a sigh:

"What my brother thinks, what he thinks and what he wants, Lan Feng naturally understands. ”

"It's just the things of this world...... It's always unpredictable. This is especially true of the human heart. If you have the intention to plant flowers and flowers do not bloom, you may not have the intention to plant willows, but you can become shade. ”

He smiled lightly, his long hair was slightly brushed in the wind and rain, and his eyes were filled with bitter and clear light:

"If I want a flower, whether it blooms or not, I want it, and if I hate the willow, what can I do if it becomes a dike for thousands of miles?"

Lan Feng was stunned, stared at him blankly, and slowly stopped in place, forgetting to take a step.

There was probably never a moment when he felt it so strongly......

used to be the brother who always walked ahead of him, cold and arrogant, and always alone......

It's really different.

The wind and rain were shaking, and the crown of the giant tree cut the rain curtain, which was dashing, like a feast, and the back of the young man was smeared.

The robe is curled, the hair dances lightly, and it leaves in the wind and rain, not stained by the wind and frost.

But like a moth that insists on putting out a fire.

Lan Feng stood in place, looking at the back in the distance, dissolving at the end of the rain curtain.

The drizzle was drizzling, obscuring the vision.

Lan Feng stood in place, looking down at the stack of papers in his arms, slowly pulling out the bottom one, and staring quietly.

That's a list.

"Snow and ice bloom in winter, flowers bloom in spring. "If you want to embrace the sun, the snowflakes will melt and fall.

Three hundred years.

Brother, you are decisive in killing, the demeanor of a king, riding the wind that devours heaven and earth, resisting the immortal body, and doing everything that Lan Feng can't do......

But why is this one alone......

Too stubborn, too stupid...... It's not worth it.

"If a person drinks water, he knows his own warmth and coldness. ”

He stared at the list in his hand, the drizzle, the robes curled lightly, and the murmuring whispers scattered in the wind.

"Brother, you are willing, but Lan Feng can't watch ......"

"Look at you to pieces. ”