"Kaiim, you're back!"

The huge golden peacock stopped in the open space on the periphery of the elven palace, and when the elven group jumped off the back of the golden peacock one after another, a young girl's voice sounded not far away.

"Nina, we're back."

Kaim smiled and waved softly at the girl running in the distance, and there were still many people standing around Nina, and the elven guards and maids stood in two rows, waiting for the return of Kaim and his party. Today, the matter of Kaiim's return to the elves from the southern seas was passed on by Fiti to the rest of the clansmen in the palace, and Kaiim also clearly felt the charm of such things as the clan crest through this matter. Fitty's ability to convey the message to a specific clan through the clan crest directly refreshes Kaiim's worldview. It should be said that this is a more convenient thing than the phone, and Wu Si'er and Ling seem to know it well, and it seems that Kaim also needs to find some time to learn this skill, after all, with this kind of information transmission, Kaiyi will also feel much more at ease.

Nina had already jumped into the arms of Maya, and it seemed that Ling, who had the healing brilliance of the Virgin, had gotten along very well with Nina. Thinking about the helpless, hesitant and even desperate face he had when he first met Nina, and comparing it to the joyful smile on Nina's face now, Kaiim felt that everything he had done was worth it.

Greeted by everyone around him, Kaiim and his party were surrounded and walked into the palace. Naturally, it was Fitty who walked in front with a happy face when she got home, and everyone else followed behind. Kaim fell behind, his eyes drifting over the faces of the surrounding Ling, who did not look at Kaiim, but followed the crowd into the palace, but Kaiim's mind still lingered with the two words that Ling said to himself when he was in the air.

Swindler...... What is the meaning?

Until now, Kayim didn't understand the true meaning of the liar he wanted to express to himself.

Returning to his room after a long absence, Kaim let out a long breath before slumping his entire body down on the soft bed. With his hands behind his head, Kaim's mind remembered what had happened on the back of the giant golden magic peacock. Kaiim always felt in his heart that he could no longer describe the meaning of Ling's sentence with curiosity. He was eager to know what Ling was thinking at the time, judging from the situation, it should be related to that hair.

At that time, Ling did say that the hair was Kaiim's own, and even Kaiim breathed a long sigh of relief at that time. However, after referring to Ling's later attitude, a somewhat undesirable conclusion surfaced in Kaiim's mind.

What if the hair isn't actually Kaim's own? What if Ling knew about it at the time, but he just deliberately lied to Feti?

Kaim's mind was already in disarray, and he turned over with a frown, and suddenly saw a book on the bedside.

It was a book called "Murburnross", which Kaim had borrowed from Ling. At that time, it was also because the second half of the book was blank, so Kaiim went to look for Ling, and only then did he find Ling lying unconscious on the bed.

The past came back to his mind, but Kaim sighed and kept his eyes on the quaint book called "Ink Rose". The black cover carries the depth that time has given it, but the second half of the content remains a mystery.

Kayim felt that this was a good opportunity, a good opportunity for him to take this opportunity to find Ling. Although in fact, Kaiim doesn't need any reason to want to see Ling, but in the end, Kaiyim still feels a little embarrassed in that way, this is the legendary young man's heart.

Ling's room was in the deepest part of the same floor as Kaim's room, so Kaim's footsteps stopped after ringing in the hallway for a while. Standing outside the door, Kaiim looked a little hesitant, he didn't dare to reach out and knock on the door. After all, the last time Kaiyim knocked on the door here, Ling didn't respond in the slightest, and now that he thinks about it, Kaiyim still feels a little scared.

Tremblingly, he stretched out the back of his hand and gently knocked on the door twice, Kaiyi tried to calm his nervous mood, and then spoke loudly: "Ling, I'm Kai Yim, may I come in?" ”

A few seconds later, the handle of the door was gently twisted open, and the moment the door opened, the delicate and petite as a doll stood in the door.

"Come in, Kaim."

The voice was still flat and cold, but Kaim was used to it. It wasn't the first time he had entered Ling's room, but whenever he looked at Ling in this room, Kaiim always felt very nervous, nervous for no reason.

Kaim sat stiffly on the chair next to the table, and after a while Ling came over with two cups of tea. Kaim reached out and took the teacup, then took a sip from his lips.

Hiss, it's hot.

The tip of Kaim's tongue was burned, and he should have been too nervous to adjust to the temperature of the black tea. Putting down the patterned teacup in his hand in a panic, Kaiim looked a little embarrassed, and Ling sat in front of Kaiim, drinking tea elegantly in the same way, which made Kaiim feel a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter with Kaim looking for me?"

Ling was the first to speak, which was really unexpected by Kaiim, but it was a good break to break the stiff atmosphere, Kaiim put the "Ink Rose" in his hand on the table, and then spoke to Ling.

"Ling, you lent me this book before, but the second half of it is blank, and this is the first time I've seen this kind of book, so I want to ask why the second half of this book doesn't exist?"

Ling's gaze swept over the pitch-black cover of "Ink Benrose", and after lingering on the quaint text for a few seconds, Ling put down the teacup in his hand, and the tea was still steaming with foggy white.

"There was no second half of 'Burnrose' in the first place."

"Huh? Why? Kayim asked.

"The author of 'Burn Rose' lost his life in a war, so the writing of the book was stopped at that time."

Kaim nodded thoughtfully, indeed, otherwise this book would not have been half a copy. But in an instant, Kaiim seemed to have thought of something, and his fists and palms met, and his elated face made Ling Du sitting opposite a little dazed.

"Ling, you can finish this book. Doesn't Ling know a lot of things, maybe you're better than the original author, maybe it's not necessarily! ”

Ling looked at Kaiim, who was excited, and was speechless for a while.

"It's going to be a hassle to sort through a lot of stuff, and it's good that some history has been lost in the past."

"Don't say that, Ling, I'm full of curiosity about this Oxix continent, so I personally hope that you can complete this book. But if Ling doesn't want to, then forget it. ”

The white middle finger gently pushed the black frame on the bridge of his nose, and Ling's gaze once again rested on the book of "Ink Rose". A moment later, a cold, calm voice came out of Ling's mouth.

"Leave it behind."

It's a short word, but Kaim already understands the meaning. For a moment, Kaim was very happy, after all, the original content of the book was still very interesting to be honest.

Then, a thought flashed through Kaiim's mind like lightning, and Kaiim suddenly remembered his true intention of coming here to find Ling.

"Ling, there's actually one more thing I want to ask you."

Ling didn't continue, just waited for Kaim to finish what he wanted to say. Then Kaim paused, and finally mustered up the courage to speak.

"Today, when I was in the air, on the back of the magic peacock, you looked at me at that time, and said 'liar' to me. I don't know what that means. ”

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment, and Ling just stared at Kaiim with bright and clear eyes, which made Kaiim feel a little uncomfortable.

"Because I know that strand of hair isn't yours."

Ling picked up the teacup on the table again, and Kaim was speechless in surprise.