"I can't see that such a delicate little girl has such great strength in her, but what about her elven wings? Because of whom, I put it away? I'd like to see what the wings of the legendary black elves look like. ”

The God of Light was about to speak.

I saw the girl's long eyelashes trembling on the chaise longue, and she slowly opened her eyes.

A pair of crimson eyes, a little sleepy, looked ahead.

It's so beautiful that you can't help but hold your breath.

Then he watched Qinghui's head turn, and his gaze gradually fell on ...... Where are they headed?

It's as if I saw them.

Look at them across the continent.

I was looked at like that with those crimson eyes.

It's really a little tingling on the scalp.

I can't put it into words.

"She, did she find us?"

Before anyone could answer, I heard a muffled grunt from the God of Light, and then a little golden light of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

The image on the mirror shook violently.

A cold, soft voice seemed to echo through the hall.

"I don't have the ability to peek in the back, but I have the ability to come out and fight with me."

After saying this, everyone watched as the mirror was shattered, turned into powder, and fell to the ground in a clumps.

It was quiet for a moment.

Several gods subconsciously went to see the reaction of the god of light.

I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart.

Across a continent, the magic weapon of the God of Light can be directly destroyed.

How strong is the power of this dark elf?

***

At this moment, the Bright Sanctuary was already in a mess.

And someone who disturbed the Bright Sanctuary was still lazily leaning back in the recliner without moving his posture.

The little face was soft, and the expression was a little sleepy, and then he yawned slowly, and then tilted his head to look at the young man who was sitting next to him and didn't know how long he had been watching.

While still speaking in a disgusted tone, "A group of weak chickens." ”

A group of people held a meeting behind her back to discuss, and secretly observed the movements on her side.

Once she found the entrance to the Sanctuary of Light, she went to clean up the group.

Among them, there seems to be a more durable Luobei?

Qinghui thought so in his heart, his expression was soft, faint, and he yawned again.

Ji Yushi watched Qinghui open his eyes, looked at the air for a while, and then lost such a sentence, and had some conjectures in his heart.

Seeing Qinghui sleeping like this, he reached out and gently wiped Qinghui's cheeks with a warm handkerchief.

Qinghui squinted his eyes, and he didn't move much, just shrunk next to him.

Let his warm towel and fingers stick to him.

Because it was quite warm, Qinghui also subconsciously rubbed his fingertips with his side face so slightly.

The sensation from the fingers made it feel as if they had been electrocuted during the monsoon rain, and the hand instantly retracted.

Pinching the handkerchief, he looked at Qinghui a little blankly.

Suddenly, there was no more face-wiping service, and Qinghui looked up at him blankly than him.

I saw the young man in the king's uniform, who changed his calm and calm in front of the ministers, lowered his head, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

Then he came up again, reached out, gently wiped her cheek, pursed the corners of his lips, and smiled obediently.

"Would you like to kiss it? Kiss it. ”

Kiss it, and then it seems like you want to rub it again.

Qinghui looked at his red ears and blinked.