"Then I don't just like boys, do I? I don't want it...... My mom is still waiting for me to hug her a big fat grandson......" Qi Ling coughed twice, and whispered a little embarrassed, "Although my mom is dead......"

"You don't like boys, you like me. Silver Dust's thick and straight brows furrowed anxiously, he doubted in his heart the IQ of the person in front of him, he looked talented, but he wouldn't have a problem with his brain.

"That's different!" Qi Ling fell to his knees in grief, raised his hands and shouted, "What kind of sin have I done......"

"You don't like me either, I'm just using such feelings to give you an analogy!" Silver Dust raised his hand, Qi Ling's cry disappeared in an instant, and his mouth was instantly stuffed with ice ballast by Silver Dust, and he couldn't speak. But his eyes were still wide, and there was a look of despair in his two black and shining eyes, as if three words were capitalized: "Tragedy!"

"The relationship between the prince and the apostle is very complicated, different from family affection, and different from friendship, if you insist on saying it, people who have just come into contact with it will feel that it is more similar to love, exclusive, intense, unswerving and even a little destructive emotion. This kind of emotion is not in human emotions in the first place, and I don't know how to describe it to you. So I can only use love and sexuality to give you a blunt and rough analogy...... In the later stage, to be precise, it may be more appropriate to call this kind of relationship 'Lingxi', and they have the same heart and empathy with each other. ”

Yinchen looked at Qi Ling, who was frozen in ice and couldn't speak, but had a sad face, sighed, squatted down, stretched out his hand and stroked it from his lips, the ice ballast in Qi Ling's mouth turned into warm spring water, Qi Ling swallowed it, and said the first sentence: "Then do we have to be together for the rest of our lives?"

Silver Dust stretched out his hand and waved, and Kirin's mouth was sealed with more ice ballast.

Silver Dust turned and walked towards the base of a towering tree without looking back, and he found a recess covered in thick moss and lay down, surrounded by huge tangled roots, looking comfortable. In early winter, the moss has withered, turning into a dry and fluffy mass that sits underneath you, like a blanket, with the illusion of warmth.

Qi Ling trembled his numb tongue, and thought hatefully in his heart: "It's just a good sleep, you have to pick such a comfortable place, people in the city are squeamish!"

He refreshed himself and lay on the spot, smiling at the sky with a big "big" word.

The thick night is like a cold tide, gently shaking this quiet forest. The dark sky was covered with large clouds of gray flocculent, and it felt like it was about to snow.

Qi Ling lay on the cold, hard ground with his eyes closed, gritting his teeth, unable to sleep. After a long time, he finally couldn't stand the biting cold anymore, opened his eyes and tilted his head and shouted at Yinchen, "Can I go to sleep with you? It's too cold!"

"No, I can't. Yinchen still lay still with his eyes closed, and replied faintly.

"Why?!" Kirin sat up, his healthy and strong black hair on top of his head.

"Because of me now, ...... to you," Silver Dust shook his head slightly, as if it was a pity or something, "It's too charming." ”

“...... Don't be ashamed of you!" Qi Ling suddenly turned over and fell down in anger, just lay down, and turned up again, "Then you give me that robe of yours as a quilt!"

"No, it doesn't. ”

"Why?!" Qi Ling squinted his eyes and clenched his snow-white teeth, "Could it be that Rausch robe of yours is too charming?!"

"The robe is not charming," Yinchen changed into a more comfortable position, wrapped his robe, and looked as comfortable as lying in the bed, "but there is my smell on the robe, and my smell is too charming for you now." ”

“...... Don't be ashamed of you!" Kirin angrily rolled over and lay down.

As soon as I lay down, I heard a loud noise. Deep in the soil beneath Qi Ling's body, a thin but hard wall of ice jumped up from the ground, like a silkworm cocoon, and set up a tent above him. The small ice room shrouded itself, so that the cold wind around it could not blow in, and the temperature in the entire small space was gradually raised by its own body temperature.

Qi Ling was lying in the small Xiaoice room that Silver Dust had built for himself, and he had a warm feeling in his heart. Since childhood, he has been an orphan, accustomed to no one to take care of, although Yinchen and he have only known each other for a long time, but there is a very close feeling. Although he seemed very cold to himself and spoke very harshly, from under his cold face, he could still feel his concern for himself, which was warm. Perhaps, as he said, there really is an indistinguishable affection between the prince and the apostle, just like the igloo he built for himself at this moment, although it is cold ice, but it can bring warm night...... I'm in love with him?!

"Silver dust, I'll ask you! Leave a hole for me to breathe! Are you a house or a coffin?

【West Globe Empire: Port City of Rennes】

The transparent ripples in the air vibrated more and more intensely. It was as if someone had thrown an invisible stone into the quiet lake of night.

Lianquan stood up and walked to the window, she looked down and thought for a moment, and then jumped decisively out of the window, her whole body like a black heron silently skimmed over a roof next to the inn, and the silver-black robe behind her reflected a ghostly luster in the moonlight. Her figure swept swiftly towards the center of Rennes.

A hazy white shadow then appeared, chasing the figure of the Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring, and the speed became faster and faster.

Lianquan turned in the air and quickly sprang up and down on the continuous rooftops.

The vastness of the sea was left far behind, and the two figures, one black and one white, moving as fast as meteors, pulled a blurred light between the spires of countless churches and palaces.

Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring jumped forward from the spire of a church, however, there was no roof in front of her to settle on, her figure fell to the ground quickly, countless golden yellow shiny lines of crossed cross patterns appeared on the skin of her arms and neck, and the violent soul power surged into huge waves, and there was a rumbling sound in the sky, and a behemoth appeared in the sky. The huge reflection of the pitch-black instantly covered the ground beneath his feet. It was a pair of wings as huge as a mountain, countless silver-white feathers emitting a dazzling white light in the night sky, and a sharp chirp pierced the night sky like a sharp sword.

She squatted down and reached out to grab the thick feathers, the wind blew her robe tumbling endlessly, and her soul beast [Wings] carried her and flew forward, the white shadow behind her stood on the edge of the church spire, being thrown farther and farther away.

The chirping of its wings pierced the night sky, like a massive island of suspended ice and snow floating in the sky.

Lianquan turned his head and didn't see the white figure following. She breathed a sigh of relief. Although I don't know who the person who chased me just now, judging from the strength of the soul power I felt, I definitely wasn't a person who could be easily dealt with.

Lianquan continued to fly forward with his huge wings, and in the distance, a towering wall appeared directly in front of the flight path, however, Lianquan did not seem to slow down in the slightest. The huge white bird slammed into the wall at a rapid pace, and the almost predictable sound of bones shattering followed.

However, the moment the tip of the wing's beak touched the stone wall, the entire wall suddenly turned into an upright surface of water, and the hard stone surface was covered with a layer of ripples. It looks indescribably weird.

The lotus spring disappeared into the wall along with the wings.