[Comprehensive] Mr. Gentleman

He stood up slowly and walked into the room. Instead of looking at Lian Yuyan who was staring at him, he picked up the red rope on the ground and put it in his arms with great care.

"I will... fulfill the teacher's wish." As he said this, he raised the knife in the other hand high and stabbed at Lian Yuyan viciously.

Blood splashed out "poof", staining his little face and clothes red.

As if he felt that one stab was not enough, he stabbed a second time, a third time, and a fourth time.

"……Hahaha……"

"Hahahahahahahaha, deserve it, hahaha, woo, hahahaha!!!"

Then the speed became faster and faster, listening to the annoying woman's wailing, he felt very happy, but also very sad.

She took my teacher away, and I will never see him again.

So sad, so sad, I really want to cry, obviously I promised the teacher to be a good boy.

During this period, the child's tears have not stopped.

***

After Lian Baide's death, Lian Hongde succeeded to the throne, and Lian Yuyan and her son and daughter were adopted under the name of Emperor Hongde.During this period, the prince Lian Baixiong and Lian Bailian died in a fire in the side hall of the palace, and Lian Bailong was seriously injured.

"...You, what are you talking about, Your Majesty, Master Qian Luo is dead or something..." Lian Baiying's face was pale, her body swayed, and she almost couldn't kneel down.

The death of her eldest brother and second brother was already unbearable for her, and the news was enough to break her down before she could recover.

Lian Hongde was wearing a dragon crown and a dragon robe. He was very proud of just sitting on the dragon chair. Naturally, he couldn't give this big brother's daughter any good looks. "The first princess, Lian Baiying! Are you questioning the truth of my words?" Sex?!"

"...No, I dare not..."

Lian Hongyu has already started to cry, how old is she, but she also knows that this is in front of her father, the emperor, and she can't suppress it as hard as she can in front of that person who is no longer there, crying extremely depressingly, deeply He lowered his head, biting his lower lip tightly, and tears fell to the ground "slapping".

Lian Hongde squinted his eyes, looking at the princes and princesses kneeling under the seat, Lian Hongyu, Lian Hongba, Lian Hongming, Lian Baiying, and Lian Hongyan who was standing, except for Lian Hongyu who was injured Bailong was not there, Juda was called away by Lian Yuyan, and everyone who usually loved to hang around that [witch] was there.Oh, two more died, didn't they?heh~

He looked at Lian Hongyan who was the only one standing, but met Lian Hongyan's eyes.

There was no emotion in his eyes, no fear, and certainly no reverence, they were extremely deep, like pools of stagnant water.

Lian Hongde instantly felt uncomfortable, and shouted sharply: "Lian Hongyan, what kind of eyes are you looking at!"

"I report to Your Majesty, I have a heavy duty in the military, so I will take my leave first." After finishing speaking, he just bowed and turned to leave expressionlessly.

This was originally an extremely powerless act, but after Lian Hongde finally became the emperor, he was in a hurry to find Yingying Yanyan in the harem. Later, maybe he felt that Lian Baiying and the others kneeling down all the time were bothersome and an eyesore, which also made them feel uncomfortable. gone.

No one believed that Qian Luo was dead, but no one had any evidence to prove that he was still alive, because he hadn't come back for a long time, and the pool of blood.

They didn't know where the confidence came from, thinking that he would never leave them without a word.

Lian Hongyan supported the cracked wall with his arms, clenched his fists, his knuckles were bleeding, but his face was filled with forbearance.

Lian Hongyu buried her head in Lian Baiying's arms and cried loudly, hoarse.

Lian Hongming wiped the tears on his face indiscriminately, and suddenly found that Lian Hongba kept his head down, making no sound.

He was so quiet, like the calmest person, but the next moment he raised his head, his face was full of bewilderment:

"Hey, Brother Hongming, I've wanted to ask since just now, that person..."

——"Qianluo, who is it?"

【The Magic Flute magi】part·8

"I always feel that time has passed, how old are you now, Hong Ming?"

Qian Luo jumped down from the tree, walked to Lian Hongming's side, and compared his height with his hands.

His movements are so natural, as if it has always been like this between them, and what Lian Hongming thinks is the long interval of time is nothing more than that.

"...26." Lian Hongming answered like this.

"So it's been so long... Hongming has grown so big. No way, Hongming, you are already an adult, how can you be so sloppy? If I didn't remember your room correctly, I thought it was Went to the warehouse."

Even the preaching seems to come from a distant memory in childhood, and my eyes are filled with heat. I have never realized so clearly that I miss you so much—teacher.

Why do you want to leave?Why don't you say anything?Why did it take so long to come back?where did you go?

Countless questions were stuck in his throat, and his chest was tight, which made him unable to breathe.

"Why don't you talk? I want to ask you how the Red Tyrant and White Dragon are doing?" Time has not left any traces on him. The person who used to look up is not as tall as him now.

"They're...all fine."

"Really, that's good." Qian Luo smiled, "Would you mind showing me the palace ten years later..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly stopped, opened his eyes wide as if surprised, looked towards the sky, then narrowed his eyes and laughed.

"...This is really unexpected, did you come to me?"

Lian Hongming frowned, and just about to ask what it was, he was forced to take a step back by the sudden gust of wind.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to resist, but the next moment his pupils shrank sharply.

He saw a pair of hands, which were not human-like, with extremely pale complexion, stretched out from Qian Luo's back, and hugged him tightly.

The wind stopped, Lian Hongming put down his hands, and when he finally saw the person behind Qian Luo clearly, his eyes widened again in shock.

That person, no, he shouldn't even be a human being. To put it bluntly, Lian Hongming only thought of the 'demon god'.

He was wearing a white one-piece robe, a helmet with two horns on his head, long black hair hanging down to his waist, and two dark green tear stains under his deep blue eyes, but the most eye-catching thing was the man behind him. A pair of huge black wings that can cover the sky.

Why is the Demon God here? ?Lian Hongming took two steps back to keep a distance, obviously he regarded Ulquiola as a wild demon god.

Damn, I came out too fast just now, and I didn't wear the metal utensils on my body.

"We'll see each other again, Hongming, say hello to Hongba and the others for me." Qian Luo patted her hands around her waist reassuringly, and said to Lian Hongming with a smile.

As soon as the voice fell, he had already lost his figure on the spot.

"Brother Hongming, what's the matter, why did you leave in such a hurry just now, has anyone been here?" Lian Hongba ran over, only to see Lian Hongming standing alone in the yard.

... What's wrong with this yard?

"...No, Hongba, nothing happened. Just now...no one came."

"Let's go back, Hongba."

"...Okay." Lian Hongba followed Lian Hongming, turned around and returned to the palace. He was walking, turned around and glanced at the courtyard again, but suddenly looked back as if he had been electrocuted, and quickened his pace.

...He doesn't like that yard, because he always feels that just looking at it makes him feel weird.

Very boring, very boring, very uncomfortable, very sad - very [desperate].

***

"Well~ I know you're in a hurry to find me...but you don't need to go back to the blade, right?" Qian Luo said this, and at the same time moved her steps quietly. It turns out that his current mood is not generally bad.

Their current location is in an unknown cave...wait, doesn't it feel bad in every sense of the word? ? ! !It's Ulquiorra who is in charge of teleportation, not me, and it's none of my business! !

Qian Luo was a little timid.

Then, if you have something to say, talk about it, this kind of atmosphere of slap♂, slap♂, slap♂ is unacceptable! !

"...I've been waiting for you for a long time." The black-haired Pomian stared deeply at him, and at the same time released the return state. "I've been waiting for you for a long time, but you haven't come back."

"..."

"So I went to look for you, but I found that I couldn't find you, why did you hide from me?" Ulquiola's tone was still without any fluctuations.

Yabai's little crow is a loyal dog, and his guilt is going to explode when he is said that way, okay?

"Sorry, I should have told you."

Qian Luo sighed, walked into him, held his face, met those green eyes, and kissed him in the next moment.

As soon as he touched the other's cold lips, he felt Ulquiola's one hand wrap around his waist, and the other hand pressed against the back of his head, bringing the two closer together.

The mouth was invaded fiercely by the other party's tongue, licking the gums and sensitive palate, and the saliva that was too late to swallow slid down the corner of the mouth, Qian Luo was kissed until his waist became limp, his face was stained with blush, and when he was finally let go, All that was left was to breathe in Ulquiola's arms.

"Full, satisfied?"

"not enough."

Sensing that his hand touched her waist, Qian Luo hurriedly pushed, but because of the kiss just now, her whole body was weak and she had no strength.

"Wait... I said, um, stop... stop it, Xiao Wu!"

Ulquiorra just nibbled on Qian Luo's neck lightly, and his breath made Qian Luo tremble.

"I said, wait a minute!" Qian Luo exhausted all her strength, turned over and pushed Ulquiorra down, and sat on him.

Ulquiorra also stopped what he was doing and looked at him quietly.

"Don't look at me like that." Qian Luo lowered her head so that people could not see his expression clearly.Then he leaned over and met Ulquiorra's golden eyes, full of