"You guessed it." Qingluan looked at her, her dark eyes flowed with silver streamers, weird and bright, "How is it, do you want to brush up on honor points?" ”

“....”

The white dove is stagnant.

Honor Points...

The most coveted honor point for everyone in the Space-Time Authority.

Can be exchanged for all honor points.

The white dove is very excited.

"After all, we are all teachers, and we should help each other when we are outside." Qingluan squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

"..."The white pigeon paused, vaguely aware of what she meant, ".. I know.."

"Now, these people are living points of honor in our eyes." Qingluan tilted his head and looked at the white pigeon with a smile, "How about it, have you decided to make a big deal of honor with me?" ”

“...”

The white dove lowered his eyes slightly, "... You, what did you do to them? ”

How can you be without feelings after being together for such a long time?

"Hmm," Qingluan thought, touching his chin.

"We're just passers-by, White Dove."

"I..."

"It's okay, you keep thinking." Qingluan looked at her, her eyes were silver, without any black, "Is your future life important, or is it just that these people meet in Pingshui are important." ”

“....”

Qingluan got up, leaving the white dove with his head bowed alone.

Leaves drifting.

"You've revealed a lot." A slightly cold voice.

is probably familiar with the paper kite, and every time he hears such a cold voice, Qingluan can always quickly appear in his mind the appearance of the paper kite.

She turned around slightly and looked at the petite and pale girl under the big tree, "Hehe~"

"She'll find out sooner or later, I'm just selling favors as soon as possible." After Qingluan finished hehe, he added another sentence.

The paper kite raised her eyes and looked at her.

The eyes are black and soft, clean without a trace of impurities.

No one who can become a law enforcer will be a simple weakling.

When we set off the next day, it was drizzling in the sky.

Qingluan and the others obediently returned to the carriage.

"The rain seems to be getting heavier." Qingluan lifted the curtain and was surprised.

"Hmm."

The person who replied was a paper kite, and the white pigeon was still in deep thought, and he couldn't hear Qingluan's voice at all.

"Let's find a place to hide from the rain." Qingluan shouted loudly.

"Okay."

There were several people's answers from the front.

Finally, the group stopped near the temple for a while.

"It's getting bigger and bigger." Qingluan stood by the dilapidated window and looked out.

"yes, why is it raining so hard all of a sudden?" Shen Yanmei walked to Qingluan's side and followed her to watch the rain outside the window.

Except for the real person who was still in the carriage on a cold night, the rest of the people basically went to the temple.

However, Ye Buyan and Wei Shengliang actually went out, and the most surprising thing was that these two people didn't know what to practice, so they walked in the rain and were not hit by the rain at all, as if there was a thin layer of enchantment separating the raindrops.

"Who knows." Qingluan responded casually.

Shen Yanmei glanced at Qingluan boredly, and ran to the back to play with Mei Xuetian and a few others.

After watching the rain, Qingluan also began to feel bored.

It's really boring to say that it will change this day.

Turning his head, Qingluan noticed that the paper kite not far away was also looking out the window, and immediately leaned over, "Paper kite, you also like to watch the rain?" ”

"I don't like it."

"I think you're serious!" Qingluan leaned on the obviously larger window, looking out.

"Pass the time."

Qingluan turned his eyes sideways and touched his chin, "Paper Kite, are you struggling to speak now?" "I always feel like she is talking less and less!

"Hmm." The paper kite nodded, not denying, "If you talk for a long time, you will be tired." ”

"Hmm..." Qingluan sighed and didn't ask any further.

Demon power...

The rain was falling and the wheels were rolling slightly.

Qingluan raised his head, and through the layers of smoke and rain, he saw a delicate and white carriage.

"Huh?" At this time, there are still people passing by here?

Of course, the paper kite also saw the carriage and frowned slightly.

I always feel that there is a sense of déjà vu in the carriage.

What is it? Who is it?

The rain was pouring and the curtains were lifted.

The groom held an oil-paper umbrella and escorted a young man who got out of the car. Qingluan and the two could only see the man's back, and the long and elegant figure in a cyan robe revealed a little unusual.

Almost as soon as the man got out of the carriage, the paper kite frowned.

"Yijue..?"