"Madam, what are you thinking."

Standing on the top of the tower and looking at the square formation below, Haoyue turned her head and looked at her lich attendant: "Has anyone ever said you have a lot of mouth?"

"Yes, madam, but I'm still curious. If you want to watch the show, you can go to the ground to watch it." The lich had no face, but its humility was so obvious.

The adjutant assigned to Haoyue stared at its boss with its bloody soul fire: "Madam, if one day you can return to the East Continent, what would you want to say to your friends at the time?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Haoyue, who had never noticed that her adjutant was so intelligent, frowned, but in the end, she smiled: "Of course I'll ask."

"Ah, yes, if my friends are still alive, I will find them, ask good morning, and twist their heads off their necks, but I will let that girl go. After all, she pushed me down with her own hands, and I will definitely peel her skin." The Lich seemed to be sighing at the good times of the past.

Haoyue shook her head: "I didn't push my lover down the mountain, nor did I betray my friends, nor did I have an opponent who made love resentment. I just had a career where one step was wrong and everything was lost... I really envy you."

"What do I have to envy, ma'am." The lich seemed not to understand the key points of his boss, and Haoyue shook her head with a smile. The banshee floated forward towards the stairs of the tower. "Ma'am, ma'am, what do you envy me? What do I have to envy?" The lich followed quickly and asked continuously.

Without answering, when Haoyue was going down the ladder, he glanced at the full moon on the top of the sky. He still remembered that night, enjoying the bright moon with him.

Such a beauty will never come back.

And you, who are betrayed by your lover, betrayed by your friends, betrayed by everyone... don't you really know?

No, you must know, you know I envy you for having grudges, you know I envy you for having grudges, you know I envy you for not having to face the beauty of the past... I envy you for not having to be old, no need to miss you, and even more envy you for not having to love, no need to regret, and no need to cry.

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"The Oak Leaf Sutra, it turns out you are here."

With the greetings of his students, the grassland elf sitting on the guardrail and holding a small bottle of spirits turned his head and looked at her.

The cute child sniffed the air, then sniffed his mouth and looked at her Mr. Fuji: "Gui Ye Fuji, you are drinking again."

"It's too cold in the north. Drink more to warm your body." After saying that, the grassland elf hiccupped and looked at the sky: "Is there anything else?"

"Well, Maria's auxiliary ritual is looking for you." His student replied.

The young grassland elf rolled his eyes, raised his bottle, raised his head and took a big sip.

"I always think that Guye Ye Fuji is very compatible with Mariya Fuji." His student smiled.

The young grassland elf who had never heard of such a speech laughed a few times and made a joke. How could he like that kind of manly woman?

"Gui Ye Fuji, do you like Mariya Fuji?" asked the child named Anta.

In response to this, the young grassland elf shook his head: "I don't like a woman who is more nosy than my mother."

"Is that true... But if it were me, I would definitely put the person I like in the most important position in my heart. Guiye Fuji, you don't understand the girl's mood." She shook her head and answered seriously.

The young grassland elf with the surname Gui Ye and the name Kui shook his head and asked back, "Do you like people? Do you understand how painful it is to wait?"

"...I know." Speaking of this question, he was silent for a moment, and then the girl answered with her mouth pouting. Then the little guy lowered his head and kicked the small football beside him. The protagonist of the ball-like activity that came from the outsider quickly rolled aside, and quickly returned to her feet under the influence of the reaction force: "I, since a long time ago, I had that hero in my heart, and he carried me out of that cage."

"It's great to have a hero." The young auxiliary priest sighed when he knew the child's background and the fact that she had been abducted and trafficked.

Yes, it’s great to have heroes, lovers who can support each other, partners who can stay with each other forever, and people who are separated from mountains and rivers, but still love each other sincerely.

Unfortunately, my life has long been destroyed. There will no longer be love and watch the sunset on the rooftop, nor will there be each other who stay together to share the afterglow by the river.

Some are just the same bed and dreams of different political opinions, some are just the love and killing of different people. There is no longer any beauty between him and her, and there is no agreement. Some are just the different paths of people and ghosts when they meet again, and some are just the silence of looking at each other when they meet again.

"I knew from the beginning that the difference between myself and him was. Mr. Marceau was a foreigner and I was an indigenous person. We should have met by chance, met, separated, and never met again... But..." The child pouted and his hands were squinted in front of his chest: "But I have heard the motto of a Mrs. Chang Tang. She said that those who love each other should breathe in the same class and share their destiny. Even if they are separated from thousands of mountains and thousands of waters, even if they are separated from hell and heaven, they will not forget the hands they held and the promises they made to each other."

When the little girl said this, she patted her chest seriously: "I, I made an appointment with that gentleman and I must go to see him, so I will meet him again one day in the future, and I will breathe together and share my destiny."

"The child's agreement... is so beautiful." The young grassland elf who was called the auxiliary sacrifice by the child in front of him smiled, but the tears rolling around his eyes betrayed the true mood of his master.

"Mr. Fuji, I'll leave first. Maria Fuji, I won't say you are on the rooftop." The child waved with a smile, then trotted off the rooftop.

The young grassland elf who left behind looked at the last wine in the bottle in his hand and finally screwed the bottle cap on.

He stood up and tidied up the collar that had slid off his shoulders.

Really.

I looked up at the full moon on the sky dome, and still remembered that night, enjoying the bright moon with her.

Such a beauty will never come back.

Taking heavy steps, Gui Yekui walked down the rooftop.

Yes, that child is right. Even if the people in love are thousands of miles apart, even if humans and ghosts are separated, they will always meet again.

By that time, Haoyue, will you kill me?

Will it be?

Yes.

Very good.
Chapter completed!