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The wide and slender leaves of the sacred tree are washed by the rain, and the tender green leaves are gently swaying with the wind, like thousands of wind chimes singing softly, and countless clear raindrops roll down from between the leaves, and submerge into the rain line intertwined between heaven and earth.

The orange and red lanterns are delicate and gorgeous, hanging under the eaves, and the slender and long, silver-white mandala swirls around them, revealing a gloomy and mysterious atmosphere in their elegance.

The carved window lattices are dyed with orange-red firelight, and the shadows of the trees are mottled and flickering, faintly reflecting the hazy silhouette of a teenager.

The study is full of incense, pure white flower branches are placed on the bookshelves and tables, and the orange-red fire in the center of the flower is quietly flickering.

Lan Feng reclined on the carved wooden chair by the window, leaning on his forehead with one hand, and reading quietly with an old book in the other. The black robe hangs from the side of the carved wooden chair, and the silver-white mandala glows with a faint silver glow.

Short dark purple hair hung down on her cheeks, filled with the orange-red glow of the lantern outside the window, and her hair was coated with a hazy firelight.

He quietly stared at the book in his hand, not even his eyelashes fluttered, and his voice was faint:

"I thought you didn't want to do it. ”

Light chestnut hair hangs down the neck, and the plain white dress is dotted with warm white fur, which looks warm and soft.

The small silver bell at the wrist gently chimes.

Qianling stood not far from the table, carefully and carefully looking at Lan Feng's expressionless face without any emotion, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, hesitated, and swallowed back.

"I know what you're trying to say. His voice rang out suddenly.

Lan Feng raised his eyes and glanced lightly at the girl who was standing in front of the table with her head drooping:

"The person was sent by my brother, and I have no right to interfere. If you have any dissatisfaction, go out and go to him yourself. ”

Qianling looked at him as lazy and leisurely, and it was better to have more things than to do less, biting her lip and slowly lowering her head, without speaking.

Lan Feng looked at her standing there silently, and looked at her thoughtfully:

"But I advise you, it's better to accept it. ”

Qianling looked at him, her voice low and stubborn: "I don't need bodyguards." ”

"You don't need it, and you don't need your fox siblings?"

Qianling was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Lan Feng looked at the book in his hand leisurely, his voice was calm and indifferent, like the smoke in the air, and the incense that swirled around:

"Last time in the forest outside the valley, the one you provoked was the first elder of my demon clan, the first elder of the demon clan, and the well-known old Qian Shu. ”

Qianling pursed her lips slightly, and her voice was soft:

"So what...... Could it be that he still wants to eat me?"

"Of course he won't eat you, and last time he was just hungry, and he didn't choose to eat. ”

Lan Feng slowly moved his gaze from the book in his hand to the girl in front of the table, and his dark red eyes flowed with a touch of orange fire:

"But...... If he's smart enough, he'll be able to guess something from a few clues. So now no one can guarantee whether Qian Shu already knows your identity. ”

Qianling's eyes trembled slightly, and her eyes revealed a little unease.

"Qian Shuke is different from his brother, he can't rub sand in his eyes. What do you think he would do if he knew that there was an angel of Ellens living blatantly under his nose?"

Lan Feng looked at her and frowned slightly:

"I'm afraid it's not just you, your fox family, those orcs from the Whispering Wind Valley...... Even bringing my brother and me would cause trouble. ”

Qianling was stunned, stood quietly in front of the table, slowly lowered her head, and her hands clenched little by little.

"Longya is more careless and sloppy, but her strength is not inferior to Qingyu. With her, unless Qian Shu does it himself, other minions are not a problem. ”

Lan Feng looked at her and was still silent and did not speak, her voice was faint, like a sigh:

"Even if you're not worried about yourself, don't you care about the lives of those orcs in the Windswept Valley?"

Qianling lowered her head, paused slightly, and a trace of struggle faintly flashed under her eyes.

Half a day.

The study is quiet, and the incense is like silk, and it rises.

“…… Why?"

Lan Feng looked at her and frowned slightly: "What?"

Qianling raised her eyes, a pair of amber eyes stared straight at him, and her voice was soft:

"I am a man of Ellens, even if I have no wings, the blood flowing in my bones will not change...... You know this, so why do you take me in and protect me?"

You should have hated me.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, Qianling lowered her head slightly, and her voice was low:

"What the hell are you doing this...... What is the purpose?"

Stop being inexplicably nice to me.

If that is a prelude to deception and exploitation, it is better to be clear from the outset.

Lan Feng looked at her, frowning slightly, a pair of dark red eyes thoughtful.

Half a day.

"I said," he said, looking at the girl at the desk with her head bowed, her eyelashes hanging down and her voice flat, "if something goes wrong with you, my brother and I will be in trouble." To preserve you is to preserve ourselves. ”

He paused, looked at her quietly, and his voice was soft and meaningful:

"As for my brother...... Perhaps, he has another reason?"

The study was quiet, and the rain was pouring outside the window.

The carved window lattices are filled with firelight, and a hazy blur is sprinkled with staggered and sweeping tree shadows, mottled and psychedelic.

Light chestnut hair is scattered over the shoulders, and the forehead hair hangs lightly, vaguely covering the cheeks.

Qianling lowered her head and stood quietly in front of the table, without speaking.

Lan Feng looked at her and was silent.

Long.

“…… I'm not going to help you deal with Ellens. The voice was low, but firm.

Lan Feng was slightly stunned, a pair of dark red eyes stared at the girl standing in front of the table with her head down, she didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly smiled coldly:

"Do you have what it takes?"

Qianling raised her eyes and stared straight into his eyes, a pair of amber eyes shining as if they were about to overflow. The voice is soft, word by word, firm and persistent:

"It doesn't matter if I have the ability to do it or not. ”

Lan Feng looked at her, squinted slightly, the almond-shaped pupils in the dark red eyes vaguely contracted, and gradually frowned.

"Thank you for giving me a job, thank you for taking care of me these days, and thank you for saving me in the forest last time......" Qianling reached out and combed a few strands of chestnut hair on her cheeks behind her ears, and raised her eyes to look at him again, a smile appeared on her lips, and her eyes showed a bit of sincerity, "Within the scope of what I can accept, if there is anything that can help in the future, I will definitely repay the demon clan for taking me in." ”

It's good here, but not for me.

Qianling slowly bowed deeply to him, like a grand farewell ceremony, and turned to walk towards the door. The heaviness of the footsteps swept away, a little brisker.

The bead curtain fluttered quietly, like a silver bell.

The room was quiet again.

Lan Feng slowly turned his face sideways, looking out the window at the flickering lantern fire among the mottled shadows of the trees, and the faint branches of the sacred tree among the thousands of green leaves above......

Yu Yu sighed.