Standing under the crystal platform within reach, looking at the stars with Maffei, the feeling is quite subtle.

Especially when her right arm gently wrapped Mafei's waist, and she used her wings to wrap the two demons together.

The world at this level is so quiet, but silence often means some kind of undercurrent full of life.

"Sue me, you are, when did you like me—I want a clear answer. This was Muffy's calm tone.

"Is it just the beginning of liking?" In this environment where the two of them were alone, he suddenly found that it was no longer so difficult to face the feelings between the two directly.

"A long time ago...... At least before we graduate...... After that period of graduation and, and...... In the time between him and before his assault on the Edelstein Plateau, I almost couldn't hold back my desire to go to you—you must have asked me why I was timid, and the reason was well known, for fear of refusal. ”

"So many boring words. Ma Fei commented softly, "What about after that? You don't want to think about it, you were the second heir of the Demon Emperor at that time! I'm afraid that in all the demon clans, I am the only one who has the courage to refuse you, right? You don't want to think about why I am the only one who dares to refuse you? But ...... Isn't it the right thing for a girl to have an overly high IQ when you're in love? I think that's how it should be now?"

Lovi Anunu mouth, for the comments of this kind of comment, his emotional intelligence is not supported for the time being.

Muffy's fingertips ran lightly across his back, and the wound at the base of his wings was almost completely healed, and his veins were restored without surprise. But why did only the injuries related to the meridians show no signs of getting better?The slender spiritual power pierced into the delicate body tissues, before Luo Wei'an could push it out with his own spiritual power. She had already guessed the facts.

"What's the reason why you deliberately didn't let your wings grow well?" Muffy said with a feigned annoyance, "You don't connect the meridians. The energy cycle cannot be formed, and even your body will be damaged, not to mention your dark spirit. I need your explanation. ”

Lovian's suddenly embarrassed aura confused Muffy, but she still gave him time to delay.

“...... That, you...... Do you really want to hear it?"

Nod.

"Okay...... If the meridians are healed and the body's energy circulation is restored, the blood in my wings containing the memory of the fifth-level power will be mixed into my current body. ”

"Then why don't you do it?"

“...... This process is irreversible, and my spiritual sea's memory of level 5 is much clearer than my body's level 5 memory, and adding this part has no effect on me returning to level 5. Lovian turned his face away this time. Muffy was still puzzled as to why the heat from Lovian was still rising, "But...... Maffei, you don't have any memories of level 5 before, do you......? I think...... I think...... I thought-"

"What do you think!

"I want to give it to you!" Lovien whispered.

Ma Fei was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "Give it to me?

Lovian felt a gentle blow to her back, and then she leaned her full weight on top of him.

Lowe's eyes widened at the sky, though he had no curiosity about the intricacies of the sky at this moment.

"You, you understand?"

"It seems like from any point of view, whether it's as your lieutenant or whatever. I should accept it all...... And gladly accept it, huh?" Muffy murmured, leaning into Lovian's ear, "so I'm not going to say anything away. Or with some reluctance...... What's more, you won't have a bit of a psychological burden. ”

Is it because of the reason for hiding Mafei about his purpose? Or is it because he is actually a demon between a teenager and a young man, and he has unchanging fantasies and expectations for this demon girl of the same age? Or is it a curiosity about girls?

His mind was cluttered with these things. He didn't even have the ability to fully comprehend the explanation that Muffy had said earlier. He was convinced that he only wanted to understand one thing, and that was that there was nothing in the world better than a heart-to-heart feeling.

So he barely mustered up much courage. He lowered his head and kissed Muffy on the lips—but unlike the usual kisses that were just touches of love: once they were expressions, now they were demanding.

Since it is a request. So let's move on!

Lovian was blissfully sure that they were both thinking like this, and Maffei's lips were soft and cold for a moment, followed by a moist heat, and then a slight sound when her lips and teeth interlaced, and a touch that she had never felt before when the tip of her tongue scraped.

It was an indescribable, wonderful touch that began to rise from his tail vertebrae, but with a little bit of original sin temptation - the touch that shocked the soul directly - the touch that spread from the inside out made them not even feel the movement of their own bodies, the dizziness and fog of the souls blending with each other became more and more dense, there was no concept of time, only a moment of clarity of the gaze allowed Lowe to discover the environment he was in.

Behind it is the warmth of his own wings and the unique silkiness of the hand-woven sheets of the elven craftsmen, and the only feeling on his body is the weight of a gentle but somewhat aggressive Maffei. Other than that, only his middle finger symbolizes the dignity of the Legion's authority.

He had never felt so real as Mastma Lindsay Vio Brynret. The touch of every inch of skin, even the scars left on the battlefield, have become a testament to each other's authenticity.

Along her neck, which showed a graceful arc, Luo Wei'an's hands slid down, curled up, and the wings that were trembling slightly with some kind of anticipation and hesitation suddenly retracted the moment his fingers touched them, merging the two demons in a world where only zài were left with each other.

The kiss brought by the burning soul no longer mattered whether it was strong or weak, the glowing magic patterns reflected each other, and the purple fingertips slashed along the wounds of Lovian's past again and again. A cold tear that stood out in the heat spilled into the corner of Lovian's eye.

"Why......"

“...... I don't want to say...... Thank you...... My dear...... I, I just. I just can't believe it - we, we are. They are all alive...... All alive!—and still able to...... Also able to ...... together Survive -- is it because of their sacrifices? Is it because of our failures? Is it because of the tricks of fate? We ...... Do we deserve this moment!"

"What do you say?" Lowe nibbled into the tips of Muffy's furry ears, then kissed her neck downward, then her collarbone, and then vertically down, hooking her buds.

"!!--Don't ...... Don't-ah......"

Here's the answer. "Instead of dwelling on the past, we should look to the future...... But the most important thing is now! Seriously......"

Immediately, a clear spirit escaped, leaving only the crazy stimulation of skin contact and the damp heat that gradually spread.

"Ahh......h Give it to me...... Please, please more-"

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"She's leaving......"

Maffei had her yellow eyes half-open. Curled up in Lovian's arms, pillowed the crook of his arm, and said very softly.

"Orka?" the same low voice.

"You know?"

"She's going to go......" Lovian whispered, rubbing Muffy's ear, "She hasn't waited yet, waiting for a ...... like you"

"Yo yo yo - boast that you don't want to be so unchangeable......" Mafei glanced at him and squeezed in a warmer direction, but the two demons had been united in the most intimate posture, so Mafei's efforts didn't have much effect. "By mentioning another girl's name at this time, do you think my temper is really so good?"

"Orka is the Winged Demon Twin...... I'm not going to be able to do anything good to her? I'm not going to try to do the impossible, and...... And I didn't think about it! How many people in the world are friends at that time?"

"Yes...... Later. I don't know how long it will be before I see her!, but she'll find Siu, surely. Mafei twisted slightly, then stiffened. frowned slightly.

Luo Wei'an slowly hugged the girl in his arms with his wings, and asked knowingly, "Does it still hurt?"

Mafei glared at him in shame. "Tell you to slow down, and you won't listen...... Huh!-"

An unspeakable irritation struck again, and Muffy gritted her teeth and didn't let herself go. He stabbed Zalovian in the chest with his fingertips, "--Not allowed! Just not allowed! Who told you to have no pity at all...... Oh oh...... Okay okay - I'll ask you a question, and if you get it right, I'll let you ask me again...... Yes!...... Listen, listen to it - strong... Antonyms for onslaught...... What is the antonym - oh...... Quick, quick!"

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The sharp gray feathers staggered, and a beam of silver light shot into the sky, and in an instant, the illusion of silver freedom was stripped away by the relentless gravity. The fluttering silver hair seemed to be a late autumn snow, so terrible that it made people feel stinging.

"Lord Orka!-"

A piece of silver finally returned to calm, silent. The once pretty and gorgeous, silver braid, which symbolized the length of the Black Wings, has now become a symbol of the Winged Demon Supreme's past.

Orka threw away her feathers, and in her palm lay a pair of rabbit hair knots that Siu had given her. With his short crystal hair and short silver hair that covered half of his delicate face, if anyone had ever lived in the Guardian Battlefield five hundred years ago, he would definitely feel extreme fear or sadness at this face that was no different from that of the Demon Emperor Siwu.

The Winged Demon Twins.

-- Fate depends on each other, life and death are inseparable --

"It's a promise, Oh, Orka and her brother's promise. Orca turned his back to Francis and smiled lightly, "Mercedes also thinks too much about Orca, she wants me to promise her not to go against her brother in the future, as if she thinks she is so powerful!"

Then she turned and looked gently at Francis, who was half-kneeling in front of her, with a pale face.

"I'm sorry to have given you such a heavy burden - in fact, where is Orka a good commander of the Black Wings? She just used the tool of the Black Wings to resurrect her brother, and now that he has been resurrected. I should make a new tool to find my brother...... However, Grimmel he ...... Grimmel's affair Orka didn't want to see it again. So, the next journey. Please allow Orka to walk alone!"

Francis bit the corner of his mouth tightly, and he couldn't stop crying.

Orka gently straightened his dignity ring, and then picked up the small suitcase in hand.

"Orca has also discovered that there is something else besides her brother that can bring Orka to tears! Goodbye, Francis...... And, dear Black Wings. ”

When Francis looked up again, in addition to the silver memories that were full of dreams. Now the slender and petite but incomparably tall back standing behind him quietly disappeared from his sight, and he embarked on another fate line that was completely different from himself.

Slowly, slowly, he collected the silver hair and put it in his arms. In the center of the house, between two gray feathers nailed to the ground, are a pair of black winged officer epaulettes.

Black diamonds.

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In front of the half-wind and oblique rain breaking the bridge, the frost sprinkled the lonely plum and bent it.

The walker is embarrassed by half a life of filial piety, and his fingers are broken with a thread.

A mixture of stars and sunshine, the light has been hovering in the Dark City for two months.

In a city like the Elven Dark City, where you can only judge the changes of day and night through a clock, the speed of time becomes imperceptibly fast. Sixty days flew by when Lovien felt "surprisingly dull."

This can't help but make him sigh at the preciousness of time once in a while. Or faintly worried about the situation of the demon station in the direction of the Minar Forest. Even with his and Mercedes' promise to defeat the split party of Harmaniya, he was still enough to convince himself to turn his back on it compared to the current situation of the demons.

If it weren't for the fact that Mercedes always looked at him in a burqa when he wanted to sneak out of the city gates. He must have been reunited with Xuemo now. Although he has now reached the limit of level 3 and has a level 5 strength memory, he has an absolute victory rate against almost all level 3 powerhouses, but in the face of Mercedes, who has recovered level 4 and also has a level 5 memory. I'm afraid the idea of forcibly storming the city is still quite ridiculous.

The news of him and Masterma being trapped in the Dark City these days seems to have spread among the demon quarters next to the Minar Forest, so Snowfoam can successfully deliver the letter to them. It's nothing more than some very simple and naïve complaints. And often mixed with Francis's slight resentment of her half-hearted attitude.

Francis had written nearly two months earlier to report that he had successfully returned to the Minar Forest. Although it was impossible to tell from his usual cold language what it was like to be silently in the middle of a group of tall bodyguards who had been in a flying boat for two days, it was judging by the stiff corners of his handwriting. He couldn't be happier than he was.

Although he also quite understands that his strength is already good at the overall level of Osiria, compared to the kind of power that can affect the direction of Osiria's history, his appearance will definitely not be able to set off a slight ripple in the turbulent sea of fate.

Once upon a time, Francis might have used the word "resignation" to soothe his sense of imbalance, and in the past few days he has often used this to explain to himself the inequalities he faced as the most unqualified senior cadre of the Black Wings. But in the face of the fact that Orka has completely abandoned the Black Wings, and the Black Wings themselves have fallen apart, he finally found that his former attitude was only a weak appearance.

And in the business card of the new chief of Black Wings, there will be no word "weak" in any case.

This is the true meaning of black diamonds set in epaulettes, which can be described in one sentence, but it is a long road to practice.

"Francis -- In the current situation, the new black wings are probably hungry for the new leader, right? Even if the past qualifications are not deep, if compared with the current environment, no one should object to Francis taking such a position. Lovian put down the newspaper in his hand, and on the front page of the second page was a whole bunch of meaningless speculations about the mystery of the black wings' overnight disappearance, full of vulgar entertainment. Lovian frowned and tossed the newspaper aside.

On the dining table are neatly arranged letters from the direction of the Minar Forest. Mastma was spooning the thick tomato toast soup onto his own and his captain's plates.

"Hey, I made today's dish myself—I can't imagine that I'll be able to feel it after so long!" Masterma glanced at him, as if he couldn't understand how he spoke in such a heavy tone in such a beautiful elven-style setting.

"If Minar is going to call it the 'Black Wings of the North' here, then Francis will definitely be able to sit in the first place of the Black Wings of the North. "Hmm—it would have been much better if it had a little bit of blood, would't it?—but don't forget, there's also a Blackwing organization in the South...... That could be under the leadership of Evan Pam, the legendary spiritual heir of Fried. Now the attitude of this so-called 'Southern Black Wing'...... If the Black Wings of the North and the South can be unified one day, then the identities of the two people will be a little delicate - well, it would be better to have a little taste of blood."

"Go!" Mastersma gave him an unkind look, "this is in the elven city, elves! The market here can't even buy meat, how can you use such scarce ingredients as you say......?

Lovian looked in good spirits and raised his eyebrows, stretched out his arms and slouched, the wings behind his back spread happily with his movements, and the dark element of excitement surged excitedly, dimming the blurred star-blue light around him for a moment.

The quiet, plain décor added to the elegant atmosphere, and after Francis left, a disturbance had been taken over from the Xiao Long mercenary group to Mercedes, and Mastema finally got his wish and began to decorate their first life in the two-person world. Although the first attempt to do so caused a lot of hiccups at the beginning, after more than a month of running-in, the calm and warm melody still blended into their lives without any sluggishness.

As for the fact that the two demons should sleep in the same bed as a matter of course, I won't introduce it much here......

Lunch came to an end in a light-hearted conversation, and after dozens of discussions about high prices in the Dark City and speculation about the direction of contemporary entertainment trends, the wordless Lovian stumbled upon the frost and hell weather vanes hanging above the fireplace.

The two completely different styles of blue-purple and dark green, the standard sword type and the special-shaped cold weapon, can also be commented on as a perfect match in their eyes. At this time, the two legendary-level demon weapons outside the master's hands only exuded a faint peace and fluorescence, and there was no coldness or elegant hideousness in battle.

"Your machine spirit hasn't recovered yet?" Mastelma expertly stacked a stack of plates, and Lovian wiped the stone-faced table with a rag beside her.

"I'm afraid it's irreversible damage. Mentioning this again, Luo Wei'an's mood couldn't help but feel a little lost, although this weapon that symbolized the supreme authority of the Blood Moon Clan for more than a thousand years Even in its heyday, its weapon spirit did not have superhuman intelligence like the battle axe spirit Maha of the god of war Ai'an, but after all, with the help of the machine spirit, he was able to exert his full strength more easily. In the peerless collision with the black mage that day, I am afraid that its machine spirit has also been wiped out with the destruction of the Hell Weather Vane, and the current Hell Wind Vane is only superior to the vast majority of weapons in Osiria in terms of material. (To be continued......)