In the direction in which the girl appeared, the three-dimensional outline of the shade of the tree resembled a major artery, dim and deep, slowly wriggling in one direction from left to right.

Those were just trees, trees that were lucky enough to avoid Xiaofa's fight with the cloaked man.

However, the fact that there is no disaster for a while does not mean that it will last forever - it is also a sense of fairness that the good and the bad depend on each other.

When the girl came to the shade of the tree, when her feet were like subtle dance steps, not gorgeous but beautiful and moving, you could see that everywhere she passed, the vitality became a withered expression.

It is still a thick dark green in the eyes, but it gives people a depressing feeling, and they are just subservient.

The girl who came out, with a slender figure, a straight back, calamus purple long hair only curled at the end, not moved by the wind under the beige lace headband, she also wore a cape, but with a wide fur collar, a variety of dark colors were patched together, one corner was fixed on one shoulder, so it looked more like a personality shawl, under the cloak was a green dress made of double gauze crumpled cotton, slim and loose cut have their own proportions, and the cuffs are three layers of highly layered retro puff sleeves, The hem of her skirt was intermittently draped with fringed lace, and at her feet were a pair of coffee-colored boots that just reached her knees, but only a small part was exposed.

Xiaofa looked at these two people, both wearing cloaks, but they were the same as the sneak attack Jane he had seen before? Dracula's men are different, it seems that there is a gap in status, not to mention the aura exuded by this man and woman, just looking at the luxurious outfits of these two people, I know that these two people will definitely not be the one below.

And compare between these two. It is possible to judge without thinking - the girl is above the man.

It's supposed to be a girl with a strong breath in the depths of the forest, but it's chilling.

Xiaofa couldn't take his eyes off, because the girl's eyes were covered by a beige lace blindfold, and judging by the intricate overlapping lace, it was absolutely impermeable.

Since it is opaque, it must naturally block all the sight.

The girl's walk, however, was perfectly natural, lighter than that of the ballet dancer, as if stepping on the wind, but the sound of her boots on the mud-dappled grass made a heavy sound.

Sound unhurried, unhindered. However, because he was seriously injured. Xiaofa didn't even have the strength to shiver, and it felt that its powerless self in the face of the girl was assimilating with fear.

And the girl who is getting closer and closer to herself, although the eyemask with a very unique design is not very good on the face, but it is difficult to hide the beauty that is revealed everywhere. It's a beauty that makes the trees bow down involuntarily. But Xiaofa only felt a dull color.

"Say yes, wait for me. Lady Angelica. The man who was originally squatting next to Xiaofa suddenly stood up, his speech and tone were like his character, half intimate. Half of them are emotionally strong and full of respect, "Girls should still listen to men more." ”

Angelica was indifferent, or rather accustomed to it, and was completely unaffected.

"Gray, men never drag mud and water, but you are always a strong dragger, so is it easy to say that you are a man?"

Gray smiled, his hands spread out, not at all like a speech, but a feeling of breaking a jar, "Why are you so serious!" ”

Angelica stopped answering him, and she stopped some distance from Xiaofa.

When they looked at each other, Xiaofa saw Angelica's fur collar wearing a brooch.

The humble brooch with severe wear and tear on the wood grain was handmade on a whim by some idiot who was not dexterous in hand. And such a cheap, seemingly time-torn wooden brooch was placed in the middle of the fur by her without hesitation (the lowly fur must have been very devastated), and it seemed that Angelica cherished this brooch very much.

"It's just a brute, what the hell are you doing with mushrooms?"

"How can such a lovely colloquial usage come out of your mouth and be so poignant and tragic?" Gray smacked his lips desperately, but he was only lip service.

Angelica turned her head and looked as if she was glancing at Gray, but her eyes were covered under the blindfold, and no one knew what her eyes were, but Gray suddenly stopped talking.

With a poker face, he stepped aside, no longer strolling.

Xiaofa looked at Angelica head-on, and the sound of the wind blew in his ears, which invisibly seemed to turn into a slender shape, with an irresistible magnetic force.

"It must be God's will that we can meet here."

Angelica suddenly spoke, and Xiaofa was sure that he was saying it to himself, because the voice went straight to the bottom of his heart.

The girl suddenly raised her arm, and the outstretched arm spun in a circle in the air, similar to, but different from, the gesture of the nun praying, and at the end of it, a large cross was drawn.

The slowed down of each step seemed to have a double image in Xiaofa's eyes, and when the cross was completed, Angelica's body rolled up a gentle whirlwind, dancing like a ribbon, and in the blink of an eye, purple iris petals scattered in all directions, the density of the drifting gradually decreased, and the range continued to widen, faintly visible Angelica who was wrapped in the middle, her blindfold was pulled by an external force from nowhere, unsealed, and then fell to the ground.

Exposed is a pair of transparent eyes with ripples, not stained with a trace of dust, but exuding an unacceptable strange feeling, full of creepy.

Xiaofa wants to resist, but it just avoids it, it really doesn't want to look at those eyes.

And at this moment, the transparent eyes suddenly filled with a faint light, the same light as an iris flower.

Xiaofa felt that his body was fixed, it couldn't move, and all his mind looked at those eyes as if it was being restrained, but it couldn't let out a trace of wail, and its voice was also emptied and clean.

At this time, those iris petals were driven to fly towards Xiaofa, looking at the eyes like countless characters, intricate, dense, like the scenery of returning, but it does not give people a sense of sudden happiness, but calm, and it is passively calm.

That compulsive composure pervades the post-war mud.

With its striking appearance and unmatched strength, it's hard to smile and accept that the two complement each other.

"From the bottom of my heart, Sansheng is fortunate." The girl spoke again, and the petals gradually grew, one after another, unshakable, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the petals are raining.

And Xiaofa could only stare blankly at the purple dazzling wind sweeping towards it like a mist blocking breathing, as if giving a killing order.

Unable to take his eyes off it, Xiaofa looked deeply into those eyes through the gaps in those iris petals, shining and shining only a handful, and was hit by them impartially and completely.

Worried that those iris petals would turn into blades, Xiaofa gritted his teeth and barely ignited the explosive force under his feet, and it turned backwards vertically like a backflip, but the restriction of his body rubbing against the ground made it impossible to twist.

The slender shadow was ahead, and Xiaofa was exhausted.

It could feel the weight of those eyes falling on its body, dragging the light trail and smashing it on its body, Xiaofa felt dizzy, I don't know if it was the effect of the petals, Angelica suddenly appeared in the sight, one after another, until it couldn't be counted.

A large number of deranged ghosts poured into the circuits of the blood vessels, and Xiaofa's chest was overflowing with burning pain, vigorous, boiling, one blow, then declining, three and exhaustion!

Just when the pain in Xiaofa's chest swelled to the limit, Angelica spoke, "I will hug you tightly so that you can peacefully sail towards the trajectory of death." ”

The words were so clear that they melted into the blood as poison.

Suddenly, all the sensations disappeared, and the pain came to an abrupt end.

When Xiaofa opened his eyes again, what appeared in his eyes was the "Qinye Coral" that he missed deeply.

――I always feel that you have a sweet smell on you.

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When I came back from class, I knew that it should be timed, and when I saw everyone's support and comfort, encouragement and companionship, Sheng Huan was full of enthusiasm and confidence, and was much cared for and loved by you!!!!!! (To be continued......)