From the Sunflower Fields

Chapter 253 Lin Ashbell?

"May I ask if this lady is also a representative of the Fairy Sword Dance Festival?"

"What a beautiful girl, can you dance with me?".
Unlike the representatives from various countries who watched Su Mo eager to try but were afraid to step forward because of shyness or other reasons, these nobles were different. Seeing Qingzi who stood out from the crowd even among countless beautiful elf girls, these people Leaned over naturally.

Such a beautiful woman with such temperament, presumably once she hooks up with her, she will definitely be able to introduce excellent blood into her family.
They thought so.

"Really, this kind of scene is completely unexpected." Su Mo stuffed a piece of sour kiwi fruit into his mouth expressionlessly, then put the platter in his hand on the table, and glanced at it casually from the corner of his eyes : "Ah, it seems that Fengzao Kamito should have more headaches than me."

On the other side, Claire, who hadn't appeared for a long time, also attended in full dress. While arousing admiration, she was also disgusted by countless people—after all, she was the sister of the Fairy Princess of Disaster. The man was asking her to dance with a disgusting smile on his face, and he seemed to grab Claire's arm compulsively as if he was going to kiss her - and then Claire "slapped" his face.
"Tsk, it wasn't burned into coke." Su Mo shook his head and smiled, but then again, if Claire was forced to do something at this time, I'm afraid not only the gods, but Xincheng would also go crazy-although The strength is not as good as that of Su Mo, but Xincheng is definitely considered a strong one in this world.

Thinking of this, Su Mo no longer cared about the commotion on the other side, but walked up to the sneering Qingzi with his head held high: "I'm sorry, can you give me a break?"

He said with a smile, but without waiting for any response from the luxuriously dressed people around Qingzi, he pushed them away, and then bowed slightly: "Hey, beautiful lady, can you dance with me?"

"Eh? So you have such a gentleman side?" Qingzi tilted his head and smiled jokingly.

"Aren't you happy?" Su Mo stretched out his hand and stopped in front of Qingzi.

"No, happy." She put on her catkin wearing silk carved gloves: "Can you dance?"

"No!" The answer was straightforward.

Su Mo really can't dance, no matter what it is.

"Then follow me."

After Qingzi finished speaking, he pulled Su Mo and walked towards the center of the dance floor, completely ignoring the surrounding nobles who hadn't reacted at all because things were going too fast.

"Qingzi, can you dance?"

"Probably, although he is best at rock and roll."

"Hiss, terrible."

"Why, are you afraid of losing face by following me?"

"No, it's just a normal expression of surprise. All I get from dancing with you is jealous looks."

"Grumpy."

It was just such a voice that came from the ears of those nobles.

Like mocking.

But maybe it was because of the upbringing of the family, or maybe it was because this was the elf king's dance banquet, no one dared to make a mistake, so these people turned around and left.

while on the dance floor

"Hey Xiaomo."

Today Qingzi is wearing a pair of delicate high-heeled shoes. Although he is still much shorter than Su Mo, since the two of them have already started dancing, Qingzi puts one hand around Su Mo's neck and asks him to lower his head. Then leaned closer, pressed her wet lips next to his ear and whispered softly: "Do you feel disappointed?"

"Disappointed?" Su Mo followed Qingzi's dance steps carefully, for fear of stepping on the girl's feet, but feeling the hot wind blowing past his ears, his whole body shivered a bit sensitively: "You, why am I disappointed?"

"It's very simple, because you don't have a chance to pretend? It's always written like this when I read novels before. At this time, it's usually when the male protagonist comes out to punch the nobleman and grab the cute girl to get angry. Won't you be disappointed?"

Snapped--

Su Mo stretched back the hand that was wrapping around Qingzi's Guangjie back, and slashed her forehead like a knife, in exchange for a cute cry from the girl.

"Qingzi, you are still young, you can't believe everything in the novel." Su Moyu said earnestly: "You have to know that a guy with a bad taste will never give me a chance to pretend to be coercive. Although I am very unwilling, but he It’s the boss, it’s impossible.”

"I can't understand what you're saying at all."

"It doesn't matter whether you understand this kind of thing or not."

Su Mo hugged Qingzi again, and the shadow cast by the light stuck the two of them very tightly together.
In the vast dark forest outside the city, Claire was running.

The branches of the trees caught the dress, and the dress crackled.The smooth fair skin is covered with scars.

But still, he continued running without hesitation.

The red twintails were splashed with dirt.

(Why……)
Until now, that scene is still lingering in my mind.The moment when the dark elf girl kissed Kamito.

(...But, but, that guy's affairs are fine no matter what!)

Claire shook her head as if trying to get rid of the confused emotions.I just feel that it is unforgivable for the guy who is a slave to put his master aside and do something like that with other girls.

(…Yeah, it’s really just that)

right--

But why is there such a pain in my chest?

At some point, the corners of the girl's eyes were slightly filled with tears, and then
"Little Claire?" A male voice that was more mature than Fengzao Kamito came with a little surprise.

"Xincheng, brother?"

Under the moon, a man with a long sword on his back was standing on a boulder, and the black flute in his hand was being lifted halfway.He looked at Claire, who seemed a bit embarrassed, with a face full of astonishment, but the expression of astonishment turned into an obvious boundless killing intent in an instant: "It's the soul of Fengzao Kamito again, right?! Let me go this time." Made him!!!"

In an instant, the slightly dusty temperament was shattered to pieces.
"Brother Xincheng?" However, the girl didn't blushed as before and desperately stopped, but said in a sad tone: "Why does my heart hurt?"

"Claire"

"Is the former Xincheng brother and sister the same?"

The night wind blows, a little bleak and a little chilly.
And at the banquet

Just as Su Mo was slowly figuring out the skills of dancing, there was a sudden loud commotion at the entrance of the hall.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Because even the music stopped, Su Mo and Qingzi also stopped their dance steps, and looked at the place where the noise was made with some puzzlement.

"Which one is—?" Qingzi narrowed his eyes.

What attracted everyone's attention was a woman wearing a black dress like Qingzi but with a mask, but unlike Qingzi, she exuded an extremely cold aura—maybe it is a bit strange to use the word cold to describe it , but she did give people the feeling that if she acted rashly, she would be burned to ashes by this bitter flame.

"Hey, Lian Ashbell?"

Su Mo stroked his chin with a strong interest in his tone.

From the whispers of the people around him, he already knew the identity of the comer, the strongest sword dancer who won the championship of the sword dance festival three years ago.

"Huh~? What do you think, Xiaomo?" Qingzi asked with a smile, although the smile was a bit weird.

"I stood and watched—just kidding." Su Mo shrugged: "Of course that guy is a fake, although he is indeed very strong. And—her figure is far worse than yours."

"Humph!"

"Pfft."

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