shut up!The palace refuses to flirt!

After the courtyard was cleaned, the sun god's carriage had passed the highest point and headed towards the end of the west.

Orthea coughed a few times, waved her hands in front of her eyes, and suddenly couldn't control the dust she made, which made her nose choke.

"Pfft, what's wrong with you." Yimo finally walked in, but suddenly saw Orthea sneezing red nose, which was even more obvious on her fair skin that was almost transparent.

Hearing the laughter, Orthea glared at her, took out a handkerchief and wiped her nose, "I accidentally couldn't control it, these little guys are too excited."

"Huh?" Yi Mo blinked, felt it, nodded and looked at her with pity, and pretended to walk over and pat her head: "Poor child..."

"..." Orthea was silent for a while, and slowly narrowed her eyes.

Yi Mo jumped away in an instant, the blue battle energy attached to her body to form a gorgeous armor, and a light ball exploded in the place where she was just now, and the cracked light rushed to her body.

Looking up, Yimo found that Orthea was looking at him with a half-smile, so she couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled mischievously.

"Hmph." Orthea stroked her sleeve, and blended the dust-covered water polo into the ground expressionlessly, moistening the small piece of flowers and plants silently.

Ignoring Yi Mo's fawning over, Orthea raised her chin and said, "There are so many rooms, let's choose one."

Yi Mo subconsciously glanced over, and then looked directly at Orthea's golden eyes with righteousness, and said sonorously and forcefully, "I'll sleep with you!"

Orthea was silent again, with a gloomy look in her eyes: "You find a room to sleep by yourself."

"Cough." Yi Mo was about to lose face, "Necromancers can threaten us at any time in the dark, and you are... well, you must sleep together, so that you can respond to any situation as soon as possible. "

Orthea sneered, turned and went back to the room.

Yi Mo pretended he didn't hear, and followed step by step.

There is a big bed in the master bedroom, which is big enough to sleep three or four people.Orthea entered here, the decoration style has not changed, it is simple and easy to organize, and there is a pot of flowers in the window.

Ortheya ignored Yi Mo who came in soon, and stood by the window, staring at the potted flower with golden eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing that she didn't overreact, Yi Mo breathed a sigh of relief quietly, followed her closely and asked, "What are you looking at? This potted flower? Ah, if you like it, how about I give you some pots?"

Orthea glanced at the golden head that was approaching, pushed it away with disgust, turned back to the bed and took off her robe, "Idiot."

"Huh?" Yi Mo was stunned for a moment, and said with pouting, "Did I make you angry?"

"Look at that flower, what does it look like?"

"Xueyinghua." Yi Mo poked the flowerpot casually: "It's intentional to be able to raise it here...Huh?"

She saw a few wisps of extremely dark black breath at the root of the flower, and the flower seemed to be watered by bright holy water, a faint ray of white light struggled but tenaciously resisted the invasion of the black silk, which made this person The flower eroded by the black air barely survived until now, but now it is dying.

"Did you find it?" Orthea raised her eyebrows, wearing a white long-sleeved shirt on her upper body, which was convenient and beautiful and successfully outlined her perfect figure, "Wait, what are you looking at?!"

"Cough, it's nothing." Yi Mo withdrew his blank gaze, touched his nose but found no red liquid, "Is this... dead air?"

"No," Orthea shook her head, her expression a little dignified: "The dead spirits of the undead are generally gray, and this black... is demonic energy."

"Demon energy?!" Yimo turned around to look at her in shock, and couldn't help but think of the black-robed mage just now, "Did they cross the Rocky Mountains and come here?!"

Orthea smiled, walked over and stood by the window, tapped the withered flower with her fingertips, a faint but gentle and holy white light flowed down from the petals, and walked steadily towards the root of the flower go.

Yi Mo looked at it for a while, then tilted his head and asked, "Can we make them disappear?"

"If the intensity of the holy light is enough," Orthea replied, "but it is a pity that most people cannot have such pure holy light. You see, that's how it is."

Wherever the white holy light walked, the heavy dead air was stripped away little by little. Although it didn't mean to revive it, but from the visual effect, it looked much more comfortable than before.

"It's expelling foreign objects." Orthea sighed with pity in her eyes.

The demonic energy seemed to sense the danger, and they all shrank further down, trying to escape in vain.The white light seemed to be a little weaker after passing through, but it was still nothing more than a nightmare to these rootless demonic energy.Sure enough, the holy light quickly purified it like the sun meeting snow when it was in the magic energy, and then disappeared.

Orthea withdrew her hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped it, shook her head regretfully and said, "It's a pity that it has been eroded for too long, and it can't be saved."

Yi Mo was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, staring at the withered flower as if he could witness the spring of a withered tree, and suddenly said: "If I remember correctly, only the people of the Holy See can have holy light."

"Really?" Orthea blinked, turned and sat on the edge of the bed, crossed her legs and straightened her long legs, which could provoke a crime in minutes. She raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Then what do you think?"

Yi Mo squinted his eyes, leaned on the balcony and didn't speak.

Orthea sighed again, "You saw it, I appeared in the Forest of Elves, I can't tell you the rest now, maybe you will know in the future. But you just need to remember one thing."

Yi Mo raised his head, and the elf's eyes were filled with tenderness, "I will not harm you."

"Okay," Yi Mo exhaled, and walked to her side seemingly indifferently, "I believe you will be fine."

"...You don't have to say it so reluctantly," Orthea couldn't help laughing, "Father God, he is looking down on Ainor from the sky."

"Oh." Yi Mo thought for a while, and decided it's better not to tell her that she doesn't really believe in these things.

"Heather, I'll tell you something." Emer climbed onto the bed, knelt down beside Orthea, put her hands on her shoulders and moved her head closer, breathing almost into Orthea's ears.Because of this, Orthea did not see the almost greedy intoxication in her eyes, as well as the full of hesitation and struggle.

After waiting for a while, I didn't hear the expected sound, only the sound of more nervous breathing.Orthea blinked a little strangely, turned her head to look at Yimo, and unexpectedly met her and approached her at the same time, which suddenly turned into a scene of her lips sticking together and her eyes facing each other.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

After being silent for a while, Orthea recovered from her astonishment, only to find that Yimo's eyes seemed to be broken, and she hadn't separated yet!

Yi Mo was also a little surprised at first, but then he was immersed in the elf's soft and sweet lips, a special fragrance, the clean warmth of the sun mixed with another unknown fragrance, surprisingly clean and pleasant .

The elf seemed to be a little dazed and didn't come back to his senses, which made Yi Mo feel uneasy and wanted to go directly to him, but thinking about it, it didn't seem so good, so...

Orthea's eyes widened in an instant, and shock filled her usually calm eyes, so she also pushed away the blond girl on her body, "What are you doing?!"

"Accident." Yi Mo blinked, pretending to be extremely sincere, "Believe me, this is really an accident."

Orthea glanced suspiciously, thinking that the situation just now might really be... an accident?However, this can be an accident, "Then why are you sticking out your tongue?! Still licking!"

Yi Mo looked at the furious elf, unexpectedly feeling very cute, she also obeyed her inner thoughts, raised her eyebrows and approached, and said in an ambiguous and gentle voice: "Because...you smell delicious and seem to be delicious .”

Hearing this, the corners of Ortheya's mouth twitched, feeling a little weak: "I'm not food!!"

"Yeah." Yi Mo nodded: "But it's really delicious."

As she said that, she didn't know whether it was to increase the credibility of her words or what, the blond girl deliberately picked on the elf again, sniffing left and right, "Look, look, it's very fragrant, if you don't believe me, smell it yourself. "

"Ben... I don't need it!" Orthea almost collapsed and pushed away Yi Mo, who had restless paws, and said bitterly: "How old are you, you little bastard!"

"Ah." Yi Mo thought for a while, and suddenly found out in horror that he was still a 15-year-old minor!However, "I'm going to be an adult soon, you don't have to worry, well, I'll take care of it."

"Go away, no need." Orthea rolled her eyes, got up from her side and was about to go out: "You sleep here, I'll go to the next door."

"Hey, don't." Immo held her back and complained coquettishly: "It's not the first time we've slept together, and can you bear it?! In such a dangerous place! You leave me alone one person!"

The corner of Orthea's mouth twitched again, and finally she couldn't hold back and stroked her forehead, "It's not dangerous here, I promise, I promise those necromancers won't be able to enter, I swear to Father God."

"I don't." Since he was young in the eyes of the other party, Yi Mo insisted on this, "I'm afraid!"

Orthea was silent for a while, and looked at her quietly, with meaningful eyes: "Where's your face?"

"Ah?" Yi Mo blinked, "What? Isn't it here? Look, you can touch it, it feels good."

Orthea was forced to put her hand on her face, and squeezed it with strength.After a moment of stunned reaction, he quickly withdrew his hand, gritted his teeth sinisterly: "Shameless!"

Yi Mo pursed his lips, waved his hands with a look of lovelessness, and said, "Forget it, since you're going to the next door, then go, and let me fend for myself here."

She picked up a pillow and rolled on the bed, humming a few times.

Orthea: ...

"Okay, together."

So, a crying child has candy.Emo lived up to this truth again.

In the end, Orthea was lying on the bed with a fake minor on her body, with a complicated face.

The author has something to say: Ah, my neighbor still owes [-], and there will be another chapter for this later... I want to die, so sleepy _(:з」∠)_