【West of the Aslan Empire: Fukuzawa Forest Outside Town】

The quiet night of the forest was gradually washed away by the glow of the sun, and the crimson morning sun smeared a sparkling red halo on the tops of the trees. Each leaf is like a bright red edge.

Beams of straight light pierced into the depths of the forest through the cracks in the canopy, shining on the thick moss of the ground. The grass flavor is baked by the sun and turns into a faint fragrance. There is crisp birdsong all around, and the stream is babbling in the distance.

Qiling woke up in such a quiet and warm atmosphere, he got up from the ground, turned his head and saw in the distance, Silver Dust was standing on the edge of a stream washing his hands, and there were a few fresh and clean green fruits at his feet, which looked fresh and juicy.

Hearing the movement, Silver Dust turned around, looked at Qi Ling, and then threw a fruit to him.

Kirin reached out to catch it and took a big bite, and the sweet juice instantly moistened his throat. The fruit looks green and unripe, but unexpectedly it is extraordinarily sweet. The intense hunger makes Qi Ling finally realize that he hasn't eaten for almost two days. After eating the fruit two or three times, Qi Ling reached out and wiped his mouth casually with his sleeve, he looked up at the silver dust, and found that he had just finished eating, but at this moment he was using a snow-white silk scarf to carefully wipe the juice on his hands. Qi Ling compared himself, and then looked at the silver dust in front of him that seemed to be spotless and elegant like the first snow, which was a little decadent. It's all the same people, and I feel like the gap is a bit big. He was not convinced, puffed out his cheeks and said: "My boss lady said that a man has to be dirty, thick lines, and refreshing enough, and he is the most manly." Speaking of which, Liu Shuanghua, the thirty-year-old man on the street from Fuze Station, also likes to use silk scarves the most, and he can pretend to wipe his mouth for half an hour after drinking white water, I didn't expect you to ...... Ouch hey...... Halfway through speaking, Kirin bent down and spat out a mouth full ......of ice ballast.

Silverdust still wiped his hands slowly, not at all intending to deal with him. The shimmering waves reflected from the stream shook his face. He breathed in the crisp scent of morning light in the forest, and the expression on his face seemed to be pleasant, unaffected by Qiling at all.

"Silver Dust, I have to tell you, you have no work ethic like this! As a prince, you attack the apostles at every turn, why don't you beat a three-year-old child? Or do you like to pull the hair of a six-year-old girl?" Qi Ling said angrily after spitting out the last lump of ice in his mouth, trembling his numb lips, "You have the ability to teach me this, let me stuff you when I don't want to listen to you, do you think you don't talk much? I talk a lot of nonsense, and I don't care if others understand it or not. I'll be honest, I don't even know what half of what you say. ”

"It's useless to teach you. Silver Dust put away the snow-white silk scarf, "You can't use such a soul spell on me. ”

"Huh. Kirin squinted his eyes and defiantly.

"What do you mean?" Silver Dust was obviously not used to such a city-like chat.

"Hehe, it means that you don't bluff me. Qi Ling pursed the corners of his mouth, "I'm talented, as long as you are willing to teach, I can't learn." ”

Yinchen looked at Qi Ling, his deep eyebrows and eyes narrowed, trying his best to control his emotions, he still made his voice appear calm and gentle: "Because the soul master's body is full of soul circuits, it can basically be regarded as a natural and most powerful defensive barrier, unless you are very, very much higher than the opponent's soul power, otherwise, it is difficult for you to break through the surface of the opponent's body and use soul magic inside his body." For example, our Soul Magicians of Yaslan are born with excellent control over water. More than 70 percent of the human body is water, and if we can easily break through the barrier of the opponent's body, wouldn't it be too easy to defeat or even kill the opponent? And so on. Do you understand?"

Kirin was silent.

"Don't you understand again?" Yinchen asked in a low voice, suppressing his anger.

Kirin nodded, "Yes, Silver-sensei." ”

Yinchen's eyes widened: "Don't call me Teacher Yin! ”

Qi Ling: "Okay, old silver." ”

Silver Dust: "......"

Qi Ling: "Silver Boy." ”

Silver Dust: "......"

Silver Dust turned his back to face the beautiful stream, and kept taking a deep breath, he clenched his fists, trying not to be disturbed by the mentally challenged person in front of him, and he told himself to feel the beautiful morning in front of him.

Qi Ling saw that Yinchen no longer paid attention to himself, and he was a little bored, so he sat down under the shade of the tree, took off his coat, and rubbed the cloth with his hands, the mud mixed with blood stains on it was already dry at the moment, and under Qi Ling's rubbing, the reddish-brown powder fell to the ground one after another.

Looking at the various blood stains on his clothes, Qi Ling finally felt that everything that had happened in the past two days had a little more real. Otherwise, it would have been too much of a bizarre dream. From an ordinary post station waiter, he suddenly became a legendary apostle who could fly to the sky. And then inexplicably, he followed a spotless, serious cleanliness fetish, beautiful as a flower, but obviously a cold-faced old man with a bad temper. Well, it's not old, and it looks like it's thirty ...... at most

He rubbed his clothes mechanically with both hands, but his eyes were straight and obviously deep in thought, until the light in front of him suddenly dimmed, he came back to his senses, and he didn't know when Silver Dust was already standing in front of him, his tall figure against the light, enveloping himself in his shadow.

"Take your clothes off. Yinchen's face was expressionless, as if he was reading the pages word by word.

"What?!" Qiling couldn't believe his ears, he subconsciously grabbed his neckline, but then realized that his action was a little too girly......

"Take off your clothes, you can't get them clean like this, don't you keep asking me why my clothes are always so clean, like new? This time, Silver Dust was surprisingly patient, there was no impatience in his eyes, and even in the clear morning sun, his face looked a little happy.

Kirin awkwardly took off his coat and handed it to him, and then took off his own robe, the sun shining on his wheat-colored skin, shining with the energetic glow of a seventeen-year-old boy. Since he was a child, he has been carrying wine barrels and chairs in the post station and chopping wood every day, so Kirin has a beautiful line and does not look too thick and bulky.

"And the pants. Silver Dust looked at him with a smile and said.

“...... What, what, what?" Qiling gritted his teeth and pulled his belt. "Hell with me, too. ”