After crossing, I became a group pet

It was a good idea to pinch the persimmon softly, but it was a pity that Su Fuqian didn't give them a chance.

He held on to the hilt of the sword, separated his hands, and had an extra sword in his hand. He threw a sword, and the sword split into more swords in mid-air, chasing those who attacked Su Qingmian.

He is confident that he can kill the assassins before they hurt Su Qingmian.

But some people don't believe it.

Listening to the sound of the night next to Su Qingmian, the assassin with a sword in his pupils kept zooming in.

Neither he nor Su Qingmian have the ability to protect themselves now, if they get hit by them, they can only let others slaughter them.

He absolutely did not allow Su Qingmian to get hurt.

Ling Yesheng flew in front of Su Qingmian, and a golden mist of spiritual power erupted from his body.

The whiteness in Su Qingmian's eyes turned golden: "What happened? Little Tsundere? Second brother?"

At critical moments, the flaws of blindness are fully revealed, he knows nothing, seeks protection like a disabled person,

Ling Yesheng's figure changed from a miniature elf to a juvenile version, and then to an adult version. The adult form of the elf is actually similar to Ling Yesheng itself, except that the eyes are gorgeous purple gold, and there is a pair of huge wings behind him.

Holding a radiant sword in his hand, Ling Yesheng's eyes were cold, his movements were flexible and changeable, like a water snake that couldn't be grasped, the cold sword light refracted on his face, like a fleeting light.

The sword roared, and the assassins who tried to attack them fell to the ground.

Everything happened very quickly, Su Fuqian's swords just arrived, Ling Yesheng knocked out those swords, and the battle on Su Fuqian's side was over, he frowned: "It's quite deep."

Su Fuqian slowly raised his sword towards Ling Yesheng, "Ling Yesheng, you have been following Su Qingmian as an elf all this time, what is the purpose?"

Su Qingmian listened to the voice, unable to believe it: "Is it the sound of listening to the night, listening to the sound of the night?"

He groped, trying to find the location of Listening to the Night Sound.

Ling Yesheng withdrew his sword, grabbed Su Qingmian's helpless hand, and put it on his face: "It's me."

Su Qingmian felt the temperature under his hands, and was dazed for a while.

He obviously wanted to see the sound of the night, but when this moment really came, he couldn't say anything.

The words were pale, and the time flowed slowly. Su Qingmian buried herself in Ling Yesheng's arms, her movements were stiff, as if she was very nervous, and she was afraid that he would disappear in the next second.

Su Fuqian clenched his fists. He is a person who can clearly distinguish between likes and dislikes. He will show whoever he likes, and show whoever he doesn't like. He doesn't have too much deviousness in his heart.

The sword disappeared in his hand, Su Fuyan pulled Su Qingmian towards him: "You protected Su Qingmian, I won't quarrel with you, you go back to your Fuguang side."

Ling Yesheng overused his spiritual power, Su Qingmian was fine, the tension in his heart was loosened, he didn't hear what Su Fuqian said, his eyes turned white and dark, and eventually he couldn't resist the dizziness that surged up in his body, fainted.

Su Fuqian: "..."

Hearing the sound of her body falling to the ground, Su Qingmian's eyes tightened: "Ling Ye Sheng! Listening Ye Sheng, you speak."

He broke free from Su Fuqian, swayed towards Ling Yesheng, and found Ling Yesheng after groping on the ground for a long time: "Brother, what's wrong with him, you save him."

Crying with snot and tears, Su Fuqian looked at it and frowned.

What happened to his younger brother, why did he become different from before because of listening to the sound of the night frequently.

Su Fuque walked over with a blank expression, pulled Ling Yesheng on his back, took Su Qingmian's hand and put it in his bent arm, Shen Yin: "Go, go home."

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When Ling Yesheng woke up, he heard a vague conversation outside the house, and it seemed that there was a dispute. Both of them were people he knew, and he could tell who was who.

Smiling, he sat up, looked at his hands, and felt the wings on his back. He knew that he was still an adult elf, and he hadn't changed back.

Su Qingmian's voice became louder and louder: "I just won't be happy. You all thought that I would be safe if I left Tingyesheng, but, as you have seen, I was plotted against, got injured all over, and almost died .”

Su Fuqian: "It's because you didn't listen to the elder brother's words, and you are in a cocoon!"

"Why am I trapped in a cocoon? It is obvious that the elder brother restricted my freedom first." Su Qingmian was so angry that he had a headache, "Ling Yesheng will never restrict everything about me, but you guys, take care of me. In fact, you should think about it carefully." Do you think you have the qualifications?"

With a slap, Su Fuqian seemed to have slapped Su Qingmian.

Ling Yesheng got out of bed, came to the door, was about to open the door, and heard Su Qingmian laugh a few times.

"Look, this is what you call love," Su Qingmian said, "If you say you are not qualified, you are not qualified. You count it carefully. I have been growing up since I was a child. How much time do you spend with me? You, eldest brother, third brother, fourth brother plus The time we spend together is really not as much as the time spent with the sound of the night!"

After Su Fuqian slapped that slap, he felt very uncomfortable, and his aura became weak: "Brother used to accompany you, when you were young, my brother played with you."

"You mean, force me to practice swords?" Su Qingmian said coldly, "Have you ever seen the way an older brother plays with his younger brother? It's forcing a child to practice swords under the sun! His younger brother is playing with toys, right?"

Su Fuqian didn't speak anymore.

"Really, since I was a child, I have been accompanied by some things that you think I like, but I don't like those weird treasures at all." Once he started, Su Qingmian's resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for many years could not be stopped. , "You have never been a qualified brother, so I beg you, don't bother me too much, you can't give me, security, happiness, happiness, are all given to me by the sound of the night."

Su Qingmian's eyes turned red as she spoke, but fortunately there was a white gauze in front of her eyes, so she didn't expose her fragility to Su Fuqian.

Ling Yesheng opened the door and came out, and embraced Su Qingmian with open arms.

"General Su, let Su Er and I be alone for a while, we have something to talk about."

What Su Qingmian said just now was like a sword, piercing Su Fuqian's heart. He wanted to refuse the request of the voice of the night, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Su Qingmian's words echoed in his ears. He waved his hand and left.

Ling Ye closed the door, hugged Su Qingmian and lay on the bed, talking in a low voice.

"Come, touch." Ling Yesheng's persistent hand touched the sound transmission stone on Su Qingmian's earlobe.

"It's a sound transmission stone."

Ling Yesheng put Su Qingmian's hand on her abdomen and rubbed it back and forth: "Yes, I left a tracking technique on our sound transmission stone, which can let me know your location, don't be angry, in fact, you can also find me The location, I want to tell you later."

Su Qingmian withdrew her beating hand.

"But this technique has a distance limit. Once I go out of this distance, I won't be able to feel you." Ling Yesheng kissed Su Qingmian on the forehead, "The distance limit is the sea of ​​light."

"So, you came here to find me?" Su Qingmian lay peacefully in her lover's arms, her face was full of peace and satisfaction.

"Well, almost."

In fact, he only dared to be sure after hearing Feng Yuan's words.

"Why don't you explain, what exactly is your brother?" Su Qingmian asked him, "It's not bad to pretend?"

Although he couldn't see it, Su Fuyan told him everything that happened.

Ling Yesheng touched his nose guiltily: "I won't do it again."

Telling a lie requires countless lies to cover it up. That time, Ling Yesheng was so excited that he actually added drama to himself.

If this was normal, Su Qingmian found that Xiao Aojiao turned out to be Ling Yesheng, and he would definitely be angry and fight with Ling Yesheng.

But they almost parted with each other, and he accepted it so quickly.

This may be that in the face of life and death, other things are trivial, the important thing is that the person is still that person.

"Then I saw your animal body after I lost my memory, why are you still weak in the flower bed?"

"The root of the atrium has withered on a large scale a long time ago, not only you Yunmengze, I have been to many places before going to Yunmengze, and the spiritual power is not very sufficient. Transforming into a beast body can reduce the consumption of spiritual power. "

Su Qingmian oh oh a few times: "You are a Tianshu master, why are you always so vain?"

It's outrageous, the sound of listening to the night seems to be weak all year round.

"Su Er, there is something that I think we need to talk about."

Ling Yesheng's voice was soft, "I and the tree of the atrium are interdependent, and I can see what you and the tree of the atrium empathize with."

Su Qingmian's heart skipped a beat. He had a premonition that Ling Yesheng wanted to say something, so he flinched in Ling Yesheng's embrace: "Then tell me, I also think it needs to be made clear."

"Everything is as you can see. I have indeed deteriorated," Ling Yesheng said, "From myself, I discovered a secret. In the world, it is not only the talent of the dark attribute that will deteriorate. Any talent, as long as you practice It will deteriorate to the extreme, no, it should be evolution. However, very few people can well control the huge spiritual power generated during the evolution process, so they will go berserk."

The dark discrimination in the world is because the dark talent will deteriorate, which is an unknown thing, but Ye Yesheng knows that all talents will have this phenomenon according to his own situation. The so-called darkness is inferior, and light is noble, which is simply not true.

So where is the dividing line between light and dark?

There is no boundary between light and darkness. It is the inherent prejudice of the human heart, which makes the darkness bear too much.

Darkness is innocent.

Sin purgatory, should not be called sin purgatory.

Su Qingmian continued to listen to the voice of the night.

"After I saw you in the hall that time, my desire to get rid of Tachibana's control was unprecedentedly high, my spiritual power exploded, and my talent was on the verge of evolution, but I was still conscious, so I could control it in time No, the spiritual power has not been allowed to grow at will."

But he can control it for a while, but he can't control it for a lifetime. What should be improved is always improved. One eye of Ling Yesheng turned black.

The ultimate of things is black, and the black pupil is the ultimate symbol, which means strength and invincibility.

Guanghai's inherent prejudice is still there. If others know that their Tianshu Lord has deteriorated, they will definitely kill him, just like how they treated the "deteriorated" successor Yun Fan back then.