When Ge Sheng looked at his hands, the black-clothed mage quietly looked into the distance.
When Ge Sheng noticed her action, he couldn't help but look in her direction. With just one glance, his whole body trembled.
"What it is?"
"Eye of the Demon." The girl said quietly, without any emotion: "They want to massacre that city."
It was clearly daytime, but the sky in the distance was as pure as night darkness, as if a huge black hole that could absorb all light appeared in the sky. It looked like a huge pupil, watching everything in the world coldly.
As for the direction of his eyes, Ge Sheng could see clearly that it should be Lanyin City.
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At this time, Ye Qing was walking by the lake.
Her feet were naked, so occasionally her toes would brush against the winter snow that had fallen the night before, making them very cold, but she didn't care at all.
She didn't know where she was going, she just didn't want to cry in front of that person.
Just wanted to take a walk alone.
She was fast, but not faster than the sound.
"Hi. Your Highness Princess." Someone said in front of her: "Are you unhappy?"
Ye Qing raised his head and looked at the handsome face in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli. His aqua blue eyes showed a dangerous and cold light: "Don't mess with me."
The spring of the fourth year of Qingli smiled and said lightly: "Actually, when you are least happy and don't want to be with others, you need someone to talk to you the most."
"It must be that brat Ge Sheng." The killer smiled: "Do you need psychological counseling?"
Ye Qing bit his lip, his jade-white face almost touching the tip of his nose.
Decisive: "Yes!"
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Xingxi was washing her feet by the lake.
Huanzu means washing her feet. She soaks her feet in the cold lake water and looks at the frozen lake.
The lake was originally frozen, but there was no ice in the world that she couldn't cut through, so she drew three lines, and a geometric triangular ice cave appeared. In that linear ice cave, she soaked in the pure white ice. Lotus's feet.
The water in the lake was very icy, and if you looked closely, you could see a thin layer of ice forming on her slender ankles, but she was in a daze, as if she thought there was no difference between soaking her feet in this winter and midsummer.
She still didn't look back until two people stood behind her.
"What on earth is that?" Ge Sheng stood behind her, looking at the huge ice lake frozen into ice, looking at the quiet back of the silver-haired girl, and looking at the small ice in front of her for soaking her feet. cave.
No reference.
But "that" doesn't seem to need explanation.
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For some reason, this white horse is particularly stable on its back.
Ye Qing was sitting on the back of the white horse, holding the soft white cat in his arms. They were in the air, but there was no feeling of turbulence.
That silent autumn night. The prince invited her to a night banquet, and after attending, it turned out to be a grand banquet.
But this time it's not night, so there is no longer a sea of golden and blue cornflowers under your feet. Here is the sky hundreds of feet above, where you can reach out and catch the floating clouds.
The wind howled, Xiao Jiu looked down, and saw the Holy Lake as vast as smoke, farmland dotted in dots, and tributaries of Holy Water interspersed in it, like long crystal chains winding in the jade fields.
Even though it is still January, winter has just passed and the spring snow has not yet melted.
But this huge country has shown great vitality.
"What a beautiful empire." The man said softly, as if to Ye Qing, but also to himself: "If I come back here one day, how will you treat me, Qing?"
Ye Qing shook his head. The tone of the person in front of him was not that familiar old friend, so she was not the familiar Xiao Jiu: "If you are a friend, I will invite you to go boating on this lake and drink three whites together."
Then she bit her lip and said softly: "If not, then this land will shed its last drop of blood."
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, she laughed loudly and clapped her hands in the air: "Your Highness is truly a qualified princess. I will tell you a story. Are you willing to listen?"
"I'm listening." Ye Qing said softly while holding the white cat.
"Six years ago, a boy left his homeland. Of course, at that time he could still be called a boy." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he looked at the land under his feet: "Of course, it is not accurate to say that he left. , It should be a private escape."
He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Just like a certain princess who also escaped from the palace privately."
Looking at Ye Qing's face, he smiled: "Anyway, he escaped. In the first year after escaping, he went to Ye Ye College. The college founded by the saint is really a very suitable place. The place where he spent his youth, he met many friends there, and enjoyed life there very much. But soon after, news came from his homeland that a coup took place there, and the empire had a new owner."
"So he felt that the college could no longer teach what he wanted to learn, so he chose to leave the college. But at that time he could no longer return to his country because his father had been killed in the coup. . What he needs to do is no longer simply doing what he wants to do, there are already things he wants to do in this world."
"So he began to pursue power. He spent a year traveling around the world, looking for everything that could make him stronger. Then when he thought that simple study could no longer satisfy him, he chose to enter Huisu. forest."
Xiao Jiu was silent. She had naturally heard the name of that forest.
"He stayed there for a year, found a white Pegasus, and met someone he once knew. So when he came out, he chose to join Dark Star, codenamed Prince."
Xiao Jiu did not look back at the man's expression when he said these words lightly. The best academy in the world, the most dangerous Jedi, the most powerful and mysterious intelligence assassination organization, in his mouth, were so ordinary.
"Why did you come here?" Xiao Jiu asked, "Before Xiao entrusted you."
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he said: "He has been killing people for a year. It is a very boring thing to do. Killing for a year becomes even more boring. Because of the weapon, he becomes more and more frustrated. At this time, he is in the heavenly realm. When he was about to break through, he chose to resign from his ordinary mission and wanted to find an opportunity to break through by the lake. Then the saint found him."
Xiao Jiu became more and more silent. She forced herself to forget the question regarding his use of time instead of quantity as the quantifier for killing, because the smell of blood stung her and made her breathless: "So, when he was nineteen years old, he already Is it the peak of the twenty-eighth level of the earth realm?"
This is an extremely frightening combination of numbers.
This record has gone far beyond the scope of so-called genius.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he smiled to himself: "The child I know entered the heavenly realm at the age of sixteen. When she was eighteen, she was already standing at the door of the Ziwei realm."
"If anything, what kind of monster is she?"
Xiaojiu knew who the person he was talking about was because it was impossible to guess wrong.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he said this with a sarcastic smile: "That girl who only exists as a weapon, my dear sister."
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Xingxi listened to the boy's question and did not answer. Instead, she gently asked another question.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
