Peony carried a basket and stood outside the door and beckoned to Yan Qingcheng.

"Hmph, today's training is complete?" She handed over a towel and asked with a smile.

"The first phase of training is all done, and then I can finally relax for a while." Yan Qingcheng easily put the shield crystal into the pocket of his clothes, took the towel and carefully wiped the sweat on his face; He looked at the basket in Peony's hand with some curiosity, the basket was covered with a layer of white cloth, and he didn't know what was inside.

"What is this?"

Peony lifted the corner of the cloth, revealing the food hidden underneath, "The one that Grandma Mo brought me when she came back from Yuxing is said to be a traditional pastry from an ancient country with a six-thousand-year-old civilization. ”

"It smells good...... No, some ancient country? It's Shenzhou, Shenzhou, the current Wing Clan is basically a descendant of Shenzhou, okay, even the nine planets inhabited by humans are named after it, how did you learn history? Yan Qingcheng felt amused.

"Hey, it's a very interesting thing anyway, don't care about the details; You've been in the underground training room day and night for the past three months, and you don't rely on me to bring you food every day? Peony stuck out her cute little tongue, trying to get by.

Yan Qingcheng ignored her expression and stretched out his hand to take the basket, but his hand was knocked off by Peony.

"Don't worry, you're covered in dust, go back and take a shower, and come to my room to eat later." After saying that, she walked away.

"This girl can't talk more and more brainily," Yan Qingcheng didn't feel much ambiguous, he knew that Peony was just a little off the line, "Let's clean up the training room first, anyway, if you put something in Peony, it won't grow wings and fly." ”

Of course, food does not grow wings on its own, but only ......

Yan Qingcheng, who had just taken a shower and changed into clean clothes, stood at the door of the peony room, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

Peony was lying comfortably on a chair watching TV at this time, she noticed that Yan Qingcheng pushed open the door, hurriedly grabbed a piece of shortbread and put it in her mouth, and then looked at him with a very innocent look.

That's the last piece in the basket.

Yan Qingcheng just kept a petrified posture and watched Peony swallow the shortbread, then silently walked to the window, and stood on the windowsill with his hands open.

"Don't, Qingcheng, I was wrong, don't think about it!" Peony hurriedly got up and grabbed his wings tightly.

"Let go, I've lost all my thoughts and lost my purpose in life, let me be free."

"No, no, no, you still have everyone, can't we talk well?" Peony was trembling as she dragged Yan Qingcheng's hand.

"I feel that life is worse than death, you let me live, but only the shell is alive, and my heart has long been shattered."

"If you die, how can I explain it to everyone, please don't be impulsive!" There was already a hint of crying in Peony's tone.

"What are you two doing?"

Xiao Sa didn't know when he came to the door of the room, and he listened to the brain-dead dialogue between the two people, full of black lines.

There was a sudden silence in the room, and the three of them looked at each other.

Yan Qingcheng reacted first, he left the windowsill, walked to the wall and lowered his head, his back to the door.

He knew what was going to happen next.

"Wait, calm down! What did Uncle do wrong? There was a hint of horror in his voice.

Peony had already picked up the war sickle hanging in the room, and slashed towards Xiao Shi without hesitation.

"!!" She chased after Xiao Shao, who had fled from the desert, and her mouth let out a sharp scream, which sounded like it was impossible for this matter to end well.

The footsteps of the two faded away.

"Alas...... It's such a comfortable life. Yan Qingcheng walked to the window again, looking at the white flower flat downstairs, a little distracted.

It's been more than three months since he joined the Wings of Freedom, and despite spending most of his time in high-intensity melee training, he still feels like he's getting by.

About half a year ago, he was a student at the United Nations Institute of Science and Technology and was assassinated for secretly studying a human skeleton with wings, and nearly lost his life. He was in a coma for a month and woke up to find himself taken to this strange planet; The cute and playful Wing Clan girl - Peony takes him to appreciate the real history, and after some choice, he joins the girl's organization, the Wings of Freedom, and awakens his Wing Clan identity; After learning to fly, he studied scythe for three months with the head of the organization's branch in Yanxing, and he has only just graduated from the division today.

"The free sky," Yan Qingcheng raised his head and looked at the artificial canopy, remembering the time when he was in the National Academy of Sciences, "I looked up at the sky without any scruples at that time, hehe, that feeling of depression is no longer there." ”

He backhanded his wings, which were the symbol of the Wing Clan.

Thousands of years ago, human beings emerged on a planet called Earth, when they all carried wings and claimed to be the rulers of the earth and the sky. In a catastrophe that spanned 10,000 years, most of the Wing Clan lost their wings and degenerated into ordinary human appearances, and only a few survived; A very small number of winged tribes have become noble symbols in human society, but they have also exacerbated insecurity and contradictions; Until a thousand years ago, one of the careerists of ordinary human beings, Ning Xu, provoked a war, which wiped out almost all the Wing Clans and destroyed the earth; The remnants of the Winged had to secretly follow ordinary humans to settle in this new galaxy, but they were still shrouded in the shadow of death.

"Despite being on the enemy side of the world, the Winged Clan is still the Winged Clan, strong, wise, long-lived, and proud of that lineage," Yan Qingcheng muttered to himself, "Fight to return to the free sky?" Actually, I've ...... I'm free. ”

He took a big breath of fresh air, the climate of Yanxing had recently started to get hot, but this branch base had been under the protection of a shield for a long time, so he didn't feel too uncomfortable.

"It's time to go to dinner, and I don't know if Peony and Uncle Xiao have had enough." He jumped straight out of the window, spread his wings and flew out.

Night.

Yan Qingcheng, who returned to his room, found two more items on the table.

On the left is a piece of stationery that reads, "Qingcheng, Song Lao asked me to guide you to learn the piloting of an interstellar spaceship tomorrow, remember to get up early", and the payment was chic.

"What age do you still use letter paper, wouldn't it be nice to send it to me directly through the adjutant with you?" He folded the letter and muttered, "And the writing is so ugly." ”

On the right is something wrapped in a white cloth, with a beautiful bow tied on it, and Yan Qingcheng feels that this cloth is inexplicably familiar.

After untying the white cloth, he saw that there were delicate pastries neatly placed inside, all of which were from the previous peony basket, and it was roughly estimated that this part accounted for more than seventy percent of all the pastries.

It turned out that the girl was doing those things out of pure fun.

Yan Qingcheng smiled, this girl is too cute.