The sea-blue pupils of the Inian Temple stared at Siga, and the latter's aura became lighter and lighter, making people suspect that it was about to disappear in the next second. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's ...... I'm late"

The white palm gently held Sijia's bloody hand, and a queen like Yi Nian Temple, who had a serious cleanliness habit, would actually hold that blood-stained hand, which was spread out, I am afraid it would be more sensational than a dragon.

Yi Nian Temple not only has a serious habit of cleanliness, but also seriously hates physical contact, if it weren't for the elves she approved or members of other races, she wouldn't even have a chance to touch her, and even she didn't bother to tell the other party, normally, the group of elites under her would help her deal with these chores, and many guys couldn't even see her.

However, this time, it was the task that Tuanzi personally explained, and she was asked to carry it out alone and hide her identity, which gave her a headache at first, because as soon as she went out, there would be a group of desperate guys surrounding her!

After all, the elven domain is not a homogeneous society, and everyone has noble moral sentiments, so it is inevitable that some elves and other races with low moral quality occasionally appear, and those guys have become vulgar flies in the eyes of Yi Nian Temple. Flies are tenacious pests, most of them like to buzz, fly around beautiful things, kill groups and groups, endlessly, and make people feel bored.

But she doesn't like to hide her appearance, and it's even more impossible to wear a veil or something, according to her, it's probably what I look like for you to care? Even if I'm ugly enough to vomit when I see it, it's my own business, what qualifications do others have, why should I be asked to change. Even if you look too good to attract wolves, then I'm happy to show my appearance, you want to watch it or draw it secretly, it's up to you, but don't interfere with me, are you my relative or aunt, you can control it so widely?

She is so straightforward and domineering, so she has trouble all the way...... If it were Siga, he would definitely complain in his heart that he would not die if he didn't do it...... Of course, it's only in his heart, and he doesn't have the courage to say it.

The sea blue pupils have always been cold, and at this moment, there is a rare glimmer of relief, and Yi Nianji magically pulled out a handkerchief from the denim hot pants.

The handkerchief is a pale beige, very clean on it, without any strips, no flowers, landscapes and other patterns embroidered, and the "Gong Ci" poem described in the "red Luo handkerchief, the center of the fine painting of a pair of cicadas" is very different, not like the historical blue and white printed handkerchief, too simple to make people think that this is just a piece of cloth cut from a certain silk satin, but in that small corner, it is the dragon flying phoenix dancing with a capital "YNS" The three letters, which are the abbreviation of the name of Yi Nian Temple, are like the effect of the brand brand, turning decay into magic, and the grade of the handkerchief suddenly soared to the extreme.

Holding a handkerchief specially customized from the clothing workshop, he carefully helped Si Jia wipe the blood on his hands, like a virtuous wife who worked hard to take care of her injured bedridden husband, which led people to reverie, of course, the handkerchief This kind of thing that represents honor and tokens, at this time, it is used to wipe the blood, and it is inevitably a bit of a violent taste.

The handkerchief was too small after all, like an embroidered pillow to look useless, but when he wiped one of Siga's hands, it was completely soaked in blood, and it was almost scrapped.

Yi Nian Temple held the blood-stained handkerchief, and there was a complicated look in his sea-blue eyes.

If you had followed me and had not run away, how could you have been so badly injured, and wouldn't it be great if you had stayed by my side obediently, and had peace of mind under my protection, and let me help you out of all your troubles before the last moment came? But why did you flee...... Just because you're scared...... What will I do with you if you keep doing this, and what will happen if I don't find you in time today......

The moment Yi Nian Temple gave her the task given to her by the group, she knew that it would not be so simple, after all, this was the highest level of mission!

After waiting for more than ten years, the only task that Tuanzi attaches importance to!

But what she didn't expect was that what she was going to face was such a weak and helpless teenager, his appearance of waste wood made people sigh, but his lonely look, and the idiot spirit who could still talk to himself to comfort him in the face of the blow really made people feel that he was very pitiful, what a pitiful and hateful teenager, but why did he bear such a heavy fate, but it was the descendants of the royal family......

What exactly should I do? What can I do to get you on your true path?

The fingers of Yi Nian Temple clutching the handkerchief couldn't help but be a little heavier, and the distinct bone joints were pale color, "Forget it, I should treat you first......

Although I don't know how to face Siga after waking up, I face an eighteen-year-old boy who has a stupid crush on him but still thinks he doesn't know...... But the young man didn't know that there was already another existence in the heart of the high-ranking queen, and that was an existence that was beyond his reach in his life, even if he was reborn as a Super Saiyan, or even reincarnated as a Daluo Immortal!

He has the night and the stars, he has the light and the future, he has the world!

And Sgattha is now just a descendant of a declining royal family......

Fate is always so cruel, and fate will always have an indescribable heaviness.

Yi Nian Temple lightly opened the red lips, the ancient mysterious elf ancient language slowly overflowed, turned into a condensed golden character, full of flowing vitality on that character, this is the most primitive method, with the language itself is extremely mysterious and contains powerful power to treat, this is the ancient time when the healing magic of the talented magic class will only appear!

Ancient magic was largely lost after the Battle of Destruction, and at the end of the Middle Ages, it was literally and completely.

In other words, Yi Nian Temple can master the long-lost ancient magic, no matter what the channel, her true strength is so strong, if you want those elf guys to see it, they will probably sigh that she is indeed worthy of the name of the queen, and she is indeed the most suitable guardian chosen by the adult!

The golden luster shrouded Siga's body, those condensed golden characters fused perfectly with the flesh and blood, and the burned skin grew out again, more lusterly than before, like the skin of a newborn baby, the blood on the body seemed to be subjected to an inexplicable suction, and was broken up into extremely fine particles, and returned to the veins of the body along the pores, and flowed and circulated again, and the appearance of Sijia was no different from before the injury, or even better, like a full set of skin care, and the whole person looked like a strange luster, like polished glass。

The eyelids were still firmly closed, and the brow was furrowed, as if in a terrible nightmare.

"It stands to reason that it should work, this primitive healing magic is not even a problem with spiritual repair, why don't you wake up?" Yinian Temple's sea blue eyes seemed to have a little doubt.

She'd never been in this situation before, so she would be surprised, after all, she wasn't to the point of omnipotence.

"If you look at the research of those weird elven scholars, this kind of situation belongs to the consciousness that is unwilling to wake up......" Dai Nian Temple's eyebrows frowned slightly, obviously realizing that something was serious, "Sure enough...... I still shouldn't have brought you......"

There seemed to be a little self-blame and a little guilt in that nice voice.

"Ienji Temple ......"

Si Jia Mo shouted vaguely, and Inianji was startled, he shouted exactly her name......

When such a consciousness is not clear, the name of the person who can still be shouted probably really has a very important position in Sijia's heart......

Yi Nian Temple's long eyelashes blinked, and he said softly, "You shouldn't be like this......"

Siga struggled to open his eyes, a ray of light penetrated through the abysmal pupils, and the world appeared clearly under his eyes, and he raised his hand to block out the sunlight with some unaccustomed conditions.

Am I still alive, muttered from the bottom of my heart.

But he found that there seemed to be someone around him, and turned his head suspiciously, but he found that the elf was above him, against the light, and the outline was blurred, but because of the familiar feeling and the good smell of gardenias, two lines of tears flowed out.

It's great to see each other again!

"Awake?" said Inianji's voice with a rare gentleness.

"En......" Siga sat up effortlessly, his body did not feel a little sore, but quite comfortable.

Inianji took a few steps back, stood up, and looked condescendingly at Siga sitting on the grass.

"You've been here for a long time......"

After saying this, Si Jia just wanted to throw herself a few ear scrapers, isn't this nonsense, she was waiting for him to come back with Zou Yuren, naturally she has been staying here for a long time, at this time, she has been in the aftermath of the disaster, shouldn't she say handsomely, "I was accidentally attacked by that group of little monsters, and I really didn't expect to be injured like this", to pretend to be forced to win favor! Or "During the injury, thank you for watching me here" and other almost thankful words......

Why don't you say so much, it's just this rotten vernacular......

"En......"

Yi Nian Temple thought about the half-dragon, and when she arrived, it happened that the half-dragon slowly changed from her appearance to its original form, and she immediately understood what was going on. Presumably, the half-dragon was also approaching Sijia in her own way before, but she didn't want Siga to know about it, so she assumed that she had been there before.

Just let him think that you are always by his side, so that he can at least feel a little safe in his heart.

"That ......"

Si Jia was about to say something when two streamers in the distance swept towards the stars and the moon, and suddenly fell on this area, raising a gust of wind.

He looked at it, it was his boss Zou Yuren, and the mermaid king behind him!