I'm ...... Do you count the offerings (2)

Wei Zeqi was stunned for no reason, and hurriedly said, "I'll mention it casually, casually." ”

"Look at what scares you." Bai Ling smiled and said, "What are you doing? Do you really think of me as a cold-blooded and ruthless person who cares about human life? ”

"Don't laugh." Wei Zeqi said, "Laughing makes my heart furious." ”

"......" Bai Ling immediately smiled and asked seriously, "I laugh horrible?" ”

Wei Zeqi wiped the cold sweat that broke out on his forehead for no reason, and said helplessly, "Forget it, since everything is going well and the people are back, I won't ask more." He looked up at the deep space and decided to end the torture, "It's not too early, then I'll go back to my room first." ”

Bai Ling waved at him, "Bye-bye, don't send it." ”

Wei Zeqi nodded and left quickly. After a few steps, I tripped under my feet, as if my feet were weak, and I almost fell.

Bai Ling thought it was funny, looked at it twice, and waited until his figure disappeared from view before Chong Guang asked, "It's really scary for me to laugh?" ”

Twilight was about to speak, but she raised her hand to stop her, "Hey, don't say it, you don't have to be hit by you one by one, and your confidence is gone." ”

went straight back to the wing room and was hospitalized, and there was loneliness all around.

Bailing slowly walked through the patio, stopped in front of the abandoned firewood garden, and said to Twilight, "You don't like to be taken in by me, just follow me for the next few days." ”

The firewood garden is uninhabited, silent in the dark, and everything is silent. Only the deep starlight of the distant night sky illuminates its faint outline.

She took out her phone, lit the flashlight, and continued, "Tomorrow I will tell them that you are my distant cousin, because you live close to home, come and play with me." ”

Twilight paused and did not speak.

Bai Ling didn't care, looked at the mottled low building under the lamplight, and muttered, "Let's live here tonight." ”

The narrow old ladder spiraled up, pushing the decayed wooden door, and Bai Ling pinched the palm flame and sent it to the oil lamp in the corner, and the whole room lit up instantly.

Bai Ling walked behind the soft curtain and patted the sheets, "Twilight, I'll put you away tonight, otherwise you won't ......"

Because when he turned around, he found that he had consciously walked to the chimney and was about to sit down.

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment and stopped him, "You wait." ”

Twilight obediently turned to her.

The orange firelight darkened his pupils, but his black hair was soft and shiny.

Bai Ling stared at him for a while, and suddenly asked, "Can your image still change?" Although it was only his hair that changed, it showed that he had the ability to change his appearance.

Twilight replied like a stream, "It needs mana to maintain." ”

When Bai Ling asked this question, she realized that she had asked a stupid question of common sense. To change your appearance, you naturally need a steady stream of mana to support you.

The deeper a god's mana is, the wider the ever-changing supernatural powers that can be done as he pleases.

It's just that although the appearance can change, there is only one ontological appearance.

Bai Ling's eyebrows relaxed, but she said, "You might as well keep your silver hair and change your face, anyway, there are a lot of non-mainstream now." ”

Then seeing that he pursed his lips slightly and was silent, he hesitated slightly, and then walked around the soft curtain and walked in front of him.

Under his gaze, she suddenly straightened up and slowly leaned towards him. The breath gradually gets closer, and the tips of the nose come together. He didn't seem to expect that the shallow eyes that were close at hand were a little stunned, but he lowered his head slightly in acquiescence.

His breath was warm and with a disturbing aura, Bai Ling endured it for a while, confirming that he had no intention of dodging, and his heart was truly relieved - if it was him, he should have avoided it a long time ago.

However, as soon as her face was about to pull away, her waist suddenly tightened, and after a while, the whole person was pressed backwards to the chimney.

Twilight wrapped one arm around her waist, and the other hand rested lightly on the side of her ear, leaning slightly, almost filling the gap between their bodies.

He is more than half a head taller than Bai Ling, and making this action contains a palpitating sense of oppression.

Sensing the instinctive tension of the body in her arms, the corners of Twilight's mouth moved slightly, and then attached it to her ear, lowered her eyes slightly, and asked faintly, "Do you want to do it?" ”