For several days in a row, Qingluan stayed in the underground laboratory all night.

Still haven't found a clue.

This kind of treasure, which cannot be taken away once the Lord is confessed, is really troublesome.

In desperation, Qingluan had to put it down temporarily and returned to the hall to eat something.

"Your Excellency." Seeing Qingluan coming out, Zixia lowered her head and whispered, "Shen Wuyin's whereabouts..."

"Lost?"

"I'm sorry, sir!" Zixia hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"Forget it." Qingluan glanced at Zixia, and the silver flashed, "Forget it this time, but Zixia, you must not let me down next time." The slightly bland words made Zixia still fall into the ice cave, gloomy and cold.

She didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly bowed her head.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Lord Qingluan, are you there?" It's the voice of a dove.

"What's the matter?" Qingluan asked.

"There's someone out there looking for you."

There was a bit of confusion in the little dove's words.

Hearing this, Qingluan's expression moved, and he vaguely guessed something.

Ay...

You can't hide from what you should have come.

Qingluan got up and opened the door, followed Xiao Gu to the bar on the top floor, and saw the red-haired man who was out of place with his surroundings at a glance. The injuries on his body had all recovered completely, and even Qingluan was a little surprised by this powerful recovery power.

You must know that her celestial spider silk is extremely corrosive, and it will take a few months to change people.

"You're looking for me?" Qingluan asked.

"It's an invitation."

Yuan Kun handed over a white envelope with a cherry petal pinned to it.

Ay.

Qingluan took the envelope very reluctantly.

A line of words emerges from the petals.

Then the entire envelope spreads out, turning into dotted petals and falling down.

"I got it." Qingluan glanced at the cherry petals, and his expression remained unchanged, "You can go back." ”

"Okay."

This person.

Qingluan looked up at Yuankun, who was leaving the bar, and subconsciously touched his chin. I always feel that this person is very wrong, whether it is the personality or the person. It feels like she doesn't have the emotions that a human should have.

It wasn't until Yuankun disappeared that Qingluan withdrew his gaze.

"What happened to the seeds of the Grievance Plains Battlefield?" Qingluan suddenly asked.

"Back to my lord, everything is normal." Zixia replied.

"That's good." Qingluan nodded.

When the academy official order comes down, she can pass in the light.

It would be best if you could grasp that seed.

The duel between Will and Black Slayer Arlo was just a few days later.

Qingluan didn't have time to pay attention to the two of them, so after letting the little dove and the dead crow pay close attention to the movements, they plunged into the underground laboratory again.

Towards evening, Qingluan came out of the laboratory and put on his cloak.

Go to the appointment towards the coordinates left on the petals of the envelope.

"You're welcome." The young man in white stood on the corridor of the ghostly fire, showing a gentle and harmless smile at Qingluan.

Alrich thought the world was really interesting, and the people who almost killed them a few days ago were now meeting them peacefully. If it weren't for Yuan Kun's efforts to save her, she would have died a long time ago, and she would have to smile at this "murderer".

Qingluan took off his cloak and hood and slowly stepped onto the corridor.

The ghostly fire, but the young man at the end stood in the rain of cherry petals.

Thin petals slid down his long hair and fell softly to the ground.

"See you again." The young man turned around, his face warm and soft, "Rebel." ”

"I've always wondered, why do you call me a rebel?" Qingluan's eyes gradually transformed into a strange silver, and there was a faint silver glow on his body, "Do you really think that people can defy the sky?" ”

"If there's one person, it's you." He laughed.

"You think too highly of me."

A trace of surprise crossed Qingluan's eyes, and it quickly disappeared.

"Because you're different." The young man reached out to catch a cherry blossom petal, his delicate purple-gold eyes overlapping back and forth between the heavy pupils, "I can't see anything in you." ”

"So, what are you?" He asked softly, "Is it a pilot, or is it a technique or a murder?" ”