Douluo's Galan

Is there any way to impress them?

Jia Lan poked him, "Don't think so much, eat."

Tang San sighed, and grabbed the half-elf's hand: "After the first step, it will be relatively easy." He rubbed his temples, "Let's go and have a rest first, I'm also a little tired."

That night, when Jialan opened his eyes, he saw the white world again.

But this time, there are some blurred images inside.

The two figures walked side by side through the noble party, and at the end of the walk, the picture turned into a dense crowd.They walked together from the south of the holy city to the north, talking on street corners in the afternoon.One of them turned around smiling.

— Rayches.

There was a roar in Garan's mind.

The other person also turned around, with an overly sharp expression and tight lips... Jia Lan knew it was him without thinking.

Rachel's mouth opened and closed, and he said something.Suddenly bent down.

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Jia Lan was covered in cold sweat when he woke up from the dream. He covered his face and panted for a moment, and was hugged tightly from behind.

"Tang San……?"

"Ah."

The half-elf closed his eyes and leaned back, unable to tell what was in his heart.

The scene just now...was someone's fantasy.And Jia Lan felt that the dangerous person was watching him with a smile in a certain corner of the phantom.

The author has something to say: Notice: I will try my best to finish it before 7.16... The number of words is still uncertain, and I will update it one day after the holiday

☆, Lizong (8)

When Tang San got up in the morning, he obviously found that the spirit of the half-elf was much worse than usual, and he became more and more silent.After Jialan woke up last night, her expression became abnormal, and she even threw herself into Tang San's arms to ask for a kiss... Tang San was happy and puzzled, but Jialan didn't seem to have any intention of answering.

This continued until the evening of the next day.One day before the gathering of the four single clans, the Min clan arrived.

More than a dozen people from the Min family came.Niu Gao and Tai Tan went out together, Tang San, Jia Lan, Ma Hongjun, Tai Long followed behind.

Counting carefully, Tang San discovered that there were a total of 12 people from the Minzhi clan.Wei's old man is slender, but looks very well-proportioned. His long hair is loose behind him, but his hair is already snow-white.His actual age is one year younger than Niu Gao's.Soul power is around 81 or [-]nd level.It was Bai He, the patriarch of Min Zhi Clan.

Following Bai He was a young girl who seemed to be about the same age as Tang San and the others.The girl is tall and well-proportioned, with extremely beautiful appearance, although she is a little thinner, but her appearance is only half inferior to Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing and the others.His eyes looked a little haughty, holding Baihe's arm, looking around with beautiful eyes, as if he was very interested in everything around him.

Both Tang San and Jia Lan were not interested in the girl, so naturally they didn't pay too much attention.Only Fatty Ma immediately exposed his pervert nature, and kept rubbing his eyes on the girl's body.

Jia Lan rolled his eyes at this hopeless idiot.

The girl quickly sensed Ma Hongjun's gaze and glared at him.Turning the head, the beautiful eyes just fell on Tang San, and then turned to the half-elf.

With a pale face, Jia Lan swept past her lightly.The girl frowned, thinking about the kid's attitude.

"Haha, old orangutan, I knew you would definitely arrive early. As expected." Bai He laughed and greeted him, and the three elders hugged him vigorously.

However, Bai He clearly sensed that Tai Tan and Niu Gao looked somewhat embarrassed.It seemed that they were deliberately alienating themselves, and they didn't feel their real joy when they hugged.

Niu Gao glanced at the girl next to Baihe, "Xiangxiang is here too. Let's go. Let's go in and talk—serve tea."

After Niu Gao and Tai Tan were seated, they were silent, looking restless.Bai He felt uneasy, and his face was a little gloomy. He frowned, "What's wrong with you two old guys? You look sad."

Niu Gao smiled wryly: "Originally you just came here, so I shouldn't have told you. But you also know that I can't keep my words in my heart. Old Bai Niao, we may not be able to help you anymore in the future."

Bai He's heart trembled, he brought a lot of people this time, and he was not a handsome man.The life of the Min clan is really difficult.When he came this time, he planned to accept some support from the other three sects so as to support the sect.This has also become a practice of the four gatherings.

"What happened?" Bai Heling calmed down a bit and asked.

The seniors finished the previous events in a few words, and the atmosphere in the living room immediately became a little dull. The three patriarchs didn't speak again. Niu Gao and Tai Tan looked at each other, and they both saw the smile in each other's eyes, and hurriedly covered it up. Be good at your expression.

Jia Lan twitched the corners of his mouth, the acting skills of these people are really proportional to their age.He turned his head and glanced at Tang San who was suppressing his smile, the shadow in his heart became agitated again for some reason.The half-elf lowered his head, and indifferently...played with Tang San's clothes.

After a long silence, Tai Tan said to Bai He, "Old Bai He, let me introduce someone to you."

It was Tang San's turn to appear, and Jia Lan subconsciously let go of the hand holding the hem of his clothes, but was caught by Tang San, so he had to stand up.

Bai He looked at Tai Tan in a daze, and Tai Tan pointed to Tang San beside him, and said: "My little brother is a new generation of wizards in the foundry world. He made some weapons. I looked at them and thought they were very suitable for you guys. family."

Tang San turned around and smiled at the half-elf before letting go.With a kind smile on his face, he took a step forward to deal with the crowd.

Jia Lan took a few glances, then lowered his head and became distracted.That dream last night had been disturbing him all the time—it was like a person digging his heart out, laying out all his dirty desires in front of your eyes and forcing you to see them.The feeling of being watched in the dream is like a shadow, and it is still sharp.

Reches is doing a very dangerous thing, but Garan can't stop it.This feeling made him very uneasy.

If he had already heard about Tang San, then with that person's disposition, it was absolutely impossible for him to have any gentle posture——

Thinking of this, Jia Lan raised his head, just in time to hear Tang San calling his name.

"That's better than this. This lady should be the granddaughter of the senior. The younger brother of the junior has always been very interested in speed. Why don't you let him compete with this lady in speed. As long as you can touch any part of Jialan's body , even if you win. Time is a stick of incense. On the contrary, I win." Tang San turned around and showed a gentle smile to Jialan, blinked and said: "If Jialan wins, the hundred gold soul coins in the hands of seniors will belong to me. If Jialan loses , this Godly Zhuge Crossbow is a bet to senior. How about it?"

Bai He frowned, thinking that this young man had such an arrogant tone.

And Jia Lan was dumbfounded: ... Are you looking for something to do for yourself?

The beautiful girl jumped up from the chair and stood in the middle of the hall almost in a blink of an eye. She looked at the half-elf with beautiful eyes and raised her eyebrows: "Okay, I'll compete with him."

Tang San's 24 Moonlit Bridges has everything in it.He touched it casually, took out an incense stick, and threw it at Ma Hongjun. With a flick of Ma Hongjun's finger, the head of the incense was instantly lit and he held it in his hand.

Jialan handed the long knife to Tang San, touched the tips of his ears, "Tang Jialan of Tangmen, please." The half-elf's voice didn't fluctuate in the slightest, and even his breath didn't change.There was no carelessness or slack in his eyes looking at the girl, just impatient indifference.

...Obviously I'm already very upset, Garan thought irritably.

But he will never refute any decision of Tang San.

The body that has not been stretched for a long time, the core is slightly hot.Gray energy flows in every corner of the half-elf's body—now Garan's soul power and core seem to be fused together, and even the soul ring has been swallowed up somewhere.Jia Lan stood on tiptoe slightly, narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

The girl named Xiangxiang put up a posture, her body sank slightly, leaving only a wisp of breeze in place in the next second.

The author has something to say: the next chapter is another fight, and Reches continues to lose his morals...ˊ_>ˋ

There are a lot of little angels recently

☆, Lizong (9)

Bai Chenxiang moved.In the eyes of the half-elf, he could barely see the moment when he exerted his strength, and then there was the afterimage that flashed by, and the noise of the five sense strokes——Bai Chenxiang had already come in front of him, but Jialan's eyes were silent, without any extra emotion.

Speed ​​and agility were once synonymous with elves in that world.

Jialan didn't have a driving nucleus, but just stretched out his body in a strange posture.Just like the rust of a sword, the next moment, Jia Lan's whole body seemed to be a little lighter, but he didn't move for a while, he just took a step to the left... Bai Chenxiang brushed his side and walked away without even touching the hem of his clothes.

The ear tips of the half-elf trembled, and at the same time, Bai Chenxiang jumped up lightly, tapped his toes on a pillar in the living room, and came back at a faster speed than before. It's just a blink of an eye.

But Jia Lan also disappeared in place, it was an elusive gust of wind.

It had been a long time since the half-elves fought such a battle.His movements are a bit jerky, like a girl who is stepping on dancing shoes for the first time, but her movements are still neat and beautiful like a dance.His toes touched the ground, and his body floated up, lightly dodging the girl's attack again.

Then he took the first step.

Naturally, the elves will not have any footwork inheritance.But as a kind of talent, a kind of instinct, those things carved in the depths of the bone marrow and flowing in the blood can be regarded as a unique method.After the first step, the dance of the elves begins.

It is a war dance and a war drum.

Bai Chenxiang's speed was very fast, beyond Jia Lan's expectation—but it ignited the fighting spirit in the half-elf's heart instead.Different from the girl's light and cat-like agility, Jialan's footsteps are light but solid, and simply indifferent. When they step on the ground, they make no sound, but they can sound a "dong" in the hearts of bystanders.

He dodged the girl's attack and tapped his toes to the ground with a drumbeat.

When he turned around to unload his strength, there was a sound of drum beating.

He landed and drums beat.He leaves the ground and drums beat.

Tang San had never seen such a Jialan before—accompanied by the unknown drumbeat from his heart, he dissolved afterimages in the fairly spacious hall, intertwined with the girl's figure.There is an astonishing sense of beauty in the faintly visible figure, which is a noble beauty that Jialan did not have when he was young.

The elves' pursuit of beauty has always been purer with age.Half-elves are no exception.

Not only Baihe's expression was slightly gloomy, even Niu Gao and Tai Tan couldn't believe it... This young man who had been standing silently behind Tang San had such a flamboyant side, no wonder Tang San...

The stick of incense soon burned nearly half of it, and Bai Chenxiang didn't care that Jialan didn't use his martial soul anymore.With a low shout, the long hair on his head raised, his arms spread out, and the martial soul was released instantly.

Two yellows, two purples, four soul rings appeared around her graceful body, 20 years old, soul sect above level [-], the strength is quite good, and it is also the best soul ring ratio.Although this girl is young, she is the pride of Bai Hemin's clan.Bai He firmly believes that his granddaughter has the opportunity to hit the Title Douluo level in the future.

As soon as the martial soul was cast, Bai Chenxiang's body bounced up like lightning, his legs were close together, as if they were stuck together, and the arms spread out on both sides of his body turned into wings, shaking his body, accompanied by the The third soul ring was shining, and it had already flown out of thin air. With a sudden increase in speed, Void rushed towards Jia Lan.

This third soul ability is undoubtedly her flying ability.Under the effect of flying skills, some obstacles such as tables and chairs on the ground could no longer stop her, and coupled with the increase in speed, the pressure on Jia Lan suddenly increased significantly.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Chenxiang's first soul ability was also activated, and behind her, four afterimages appeared at the same time, and they were extremely clear shadows.Just like herself, when she swooped horizontally, it looked as if five Bai Chenxiangs were pounced on the half-elf at the same time, and the area covered was greatly increased.Even though they knew that four of the five were phantoms, it was still easy for people to have visual illusions when such a situation suddenly appeared.

Jialan clicked his tongue in his heart, and the core in his body became slightly hot.The originally sparse drum beats became denser little by little, Jia Lan narrowed his eyes, and sneered softly with a "huh".

Since this matter was confessed by Tang San, then he must settle it properly.Use the best posture, the posture of absolute victory.

That was what he wanted Tang San to see.

Jia Lan hopes that Tang San's love is not only for the former self.

The half-elf makes no attempt to discern which is the true shadow.His eyesight is not as good as Tang San's, and it takes a lot of effort to discern, which is a big taboo in battle.In Jia Lan's thinking, there is only one simplest and most effective way.

Avoid "them".

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Jia Lan's speed increased again!

At this moment even Baihe stood up subconsciously - even the afterimages in the living room could not be distinguished clearly, and eyesight could not find the track of the half-elf for them - Tang San was sure that there was only a gust of wind in the living room, wandering in the real world. between false images.

Bai Chenxiang was also shocked, probably never thought that he would see such extreme speed in other people.

In fact, this is also the limit of Jialan.

"It's time." Ma Hongjun shouted, the incense in his hand had already burned to the end.

The two figures stopped suddenly, Bai Chenxiang panted slightly, and gave the fat man a hard look, "You're lying, how can it be so short for a stick of incense?"

Ma Hongjun chuckled, "I'll give you another stick of incense, the result is still not the same."

Bai Chenxiang gritted her teeth, but couldn't find any words to refute.She turned her head sideways, and saw the boy walking towards Tang San slowly.His forehead was full of sweat, soaking some messy black hair.Jia Lan brushed up her wet hair, feeling the boiling burning sensation in her body, suddenly very happy, she showed a slight smile to Tang San.

fleeting.

Tang San was startled.

This is the first smile that Jia Lan has shown these days, shallow but full of joy, mixed with a sharp aura, the impact is no less than the first smile of a half-elf that Tang San has seen.

That was how many years ago, in the Academy of Soul Masters, the beauty of the youth against the light.The throbbing at that time seemed to come back from the other end of the memory, startling Tang San's heartbeat.

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Before Tang San could break free from the blankness in his mind, Jia Lan restrained his smile.He turned sideways and nodded to Bai Chenxiang.

Attitude seems to have improved a lot all of a sudden.

(Tang San thought in his heart: ...It is better for you to be indifferent to the girl.)

The author has something to say: I write this style of play very well. I don’t know if you like it or not.

And do you think I'm just giving out candy...

☆, Lizong (10)

After this match, Jia Lan's energy is almost exhausted.The little sobriety left on this road was suppressed by sleepiness, he turned his head to look at Tang San, knowing that the matter was not over yet.But Tang San looked at the hazy eyes of the half-elf at this time, and felt extremely distressed, so he pulled the boy into his arms and rubbed it, and said in a low voice: "I'll do the rest, you go to rest first."

Jia Lan opened his mouth to refute, but realized that his current state would not help Tang San, but would distract him instead.The half elf weighed Tang San's interests for a while, and finally nodded.

He was indeed sleepy, and it was only by regaining his energy that he was not dragged down.

A guest room was introduced by members of the Power Clan.Jialan thanked him first, then searched roughly, and after confirming that there was nothing missing, he didn't even bother to remove the clothes, and lay down on the wooden bed covered with quilts, leaving his soul in a daze.

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Inside the dimly lit building, there was a solid smell of blood.Jia Lan was stunned for a moment, but his body subconsciously tensed up.

It was a dream again.This is the hell where Garan once stayed, a place called the Elf Assassin Factory.

Jia Lan tried to move and spread his hands, but found that he was still an adult.This means that his perspective is outside the "event", and he can only be forced to watch a drama that Reches expects as a bystander.

He clenched his hands tighter, then loosened them again.Jia Lan didn't try to break the dream, because he knew it was a waste of effort, he might as well follow the plot, and do it when the dream space was emotionally volatile.

Jia Lan took the initiative to walk a little deeper into the factory.The sunlight from the small drafty windows on either side of the factory fell on him without any sense of reality.The turbid air was flowing slowly, and there was even a slight breeze - Garan guessed that this was the reason for the beginning of the story.

Indeed, Reches in the dark quietly pulled back the curtain.

Jia Lan finally saw himself.A young boy sitting in a corner of the factory drinking porridge - as long as you are good enough, the organization will not cut your grain. "Jia Lan" stirred the appetizing half bowl of porridge in the bowl, and ate it up.Jia Lan used to really dislike eating in the cafeteria with a group of people. The eyes of those instructors always made him feel like a domestic animal in captivity, and he might be slaughtered in the next second.

A man's sneer and sobbing faintly sounded in time and space.

Of course "Jia Lan" knew what was going on, he hesitated for a while, and stood up for some reason.

"Just this time, let's waste the last goodwill." Garan vaguely remembered thinking like this at the time, and his heart that hadn't erected a high wall seemed to be looking forward to giving anyone a salvation.

But your salvation was given to the wrong person, Garan said to himself.

The young "Jalan" began to walk quickly to the depths of the factory, and Jialan stood there hesitantly for a long time before following.He has already remembered what it is - Garan? Yeerni and Reches first met, he walked through the dark factory corridor, and rescued a similar person who had been sold to the devil.

His vision suddenly opened up. In the corner of this cold space, a man called "Instructor" squeezed the green-eyed boy's chin. The white-faced boy was forced to raise his head, but his hands were tightly clutching the thin cloth. .

In those green pupils, Jia Lan saw the long-lost clarity.

The next development was the same as in memory, "Jalan" with the long knife in his hand, pushed the instructor away with one breath.The light outside the window dimmed and brightened again, and the strange elf in the corner stared at him blankly. "Galan" held his arm that was still bleeding, and looked back at Reches.

There was no shock in the light-colored eyes.

He nodded, and staggered away step by step in the chaotic light and shadow, without seeing the desire/desire burning like a devil's fire on the face of the young man behind him.

As if to say: "Finally waiting for you. - Please don't leave again."

——"You never leave again, okay?"

A low-pitched whisper exploded in Jialan's ears, and a pair of arms stretched out from behind the half-elf to restrain Jialan.The scene in front of him was distorted and dissipated in an instant, and the world revealed its original whiteness again.

Jialan tried hard to avoid those hands, but found that he couldn't move.

Feeling the real but false temperature in his bosom, Reches let out a long sigh.He gently leaned his face against the back of the half-elf's head, and kissed those black hair very tenderly.

Garan's whole body was stiff: "Reches, let me go."

Reches stretched out a finger and pressed lightly on Jia Lan's lips: "Shh, don't talk." He tightened his arms around Jia Lan, his nose moved slightly, and his expression changed instantly.

"Whose smell is this... that man named Tang San? You actually—" Reches's voice sank, "Did you actually betray me?"

Jia Lan's back was soaked with sweat, he forced himself not to show panic, and calmly said, "Why do we use the word betrayal?"

The temperature behind him suddenly moved away, Jia Lan did not dare to relax.But I heard the indifferent voice of the person behind me: "You are right...but soon—not now, the time has not yet come."

The restraints on the body were lifted, and Jia Lan suddenly turned around, but only saw nothingness.

"It's time to say goodbye, Jialan. Soon, we will meet again without separation?"

"Galan?"

Tang San put the jade box in his hand beside the bed, leaned down cautiously and kissed the corner of the sleeping boy's lips.Jia Lan didn't respond, and seemed to be in a deep sleep.

After hesitating for a while, Tang San opened the jade box, and took out the crystal blood dragon ginseng obtained from Bai He.The ginseng, which is more than one inch long, is translucent red, and there is a faint fragrance floating in the air.Tang San gently pinched the tip of the half-elf's nose, and poked the corner of Jialan's lips with ginseng.

Tang San's original intention was to wake up the half-elf, but as soon as the ginseng touched Jialan's body, it would turn into a crystal clear liquid and absorb it exactly - Jialan was still sleeping.Tang San touched Jia Lan's ears depressedly, thinking that he had never seen Jia Lan so tired that he lost his vigilance.

Tang San went to wash his lower body, put away his things before lying down beside Jialan.In the dark night, he quietly stared at the young man who was close to him for a long while before closing his eyes.

He hadn't noticed the half-elf's tightly clasped fingers and the uneasiness surging in his soul. Under the disguise of peace in this world, in the spiritual space, Jialan pursed his lips and looked at this boundless world with no way out.

He seemed to be stuck with himself.

Red energy mist floated around his soul body, and the damaged soul recovered at an extremely fast speed.But Jia Lan didn't care much about these, he thought for a moment, and took a tentative step in a certain direction.

Black stones appeared abruptly, paving a winding road little by little.On both sides of the road, flickering light spots hang in the air, quietly, but they seem to be calling for Garan to move forward.

The author has something to say: the second round of review starts qaq

☆、Sea area(1)

In the early morning, Tang San still woke up from his cultivation before dawn.Practicing while lying down is really awkward... He looked down at Jia Lan who was still asleep in his arms, his eyes were gentle.The half-elf was still sleeping, her delicate face was very soft, so soft that Tang San felt a little uncomfortable.

Jia Lan must have slept for too long - Tang San frowned, carefully lowered his head and kissed Jia Lan's side face.There was nothing abnormal about the temperature on the lips, and he probed the half-elf's neck with his fingers, but he didn't notice anything wrong.Tang San stroked Jialan's light-colored lips with his fingertips, thinking that he probably thought too much.

He still didn't feel the lost soul in Jia Lan's body.

Tang San stood up, opened the window, let the fresh air from outside flow into the room.He straightened his clothes, gently rubbed Jialan's soft hair, and then turned to the upper room, and started the daily compulsory course, the cultivation of Ziji Demon Eye.

Tang San didn't know what he missed... let alone what the consequences of this mistake would be.He even thought in his heart, maybe soon, when Jialan wakes up again, he will remember everything, right?

However, this time the sleep lasted for several months.

Jia Lan squatted on the ground and looked at the palm in confusion.

All around is black, endless black.There is no light, no wind, no sound, no direction and no purpose.He didn't know how long he had walked in this labyrinth of the soul, and how long he had remembered the past, but he only knew that the emptiness in his heart was getting worse.

The fusion of the two Garan had already tortured the soul of the half-elf to the point where he could not rest, not to mention that there was not just one thing that interfered with him.

Rachels appears occasionally, he is a ghost and a hunter.He would appear at any moment and force Jialan to watch the phantom in his heart, and the flames in his eyes became more terrifying day by day.

He hasn't been close since the last time - but the eyes of desire/desire follow him like a shadow.

The redemption that Jia Lan expected has never appeared.

Jialan pursed her lips, stretched out her hand and waved away the black mist around her.That was what Reches brought after he arrived, and the half-elf even vaguely understood that it was the shackles that locked him here.These black energies carried an infinite smell of blood, which made him sick.

At the same time, these fogs shake his mind day after day... Jialan is sure that he is not such an unsteady person, but at this moment, something occupies his mind, and he shouts day and night: Surrender—don’t stop Resisted!redemption?Who do you think is going to save you?

——Aren’t you lonely?Don't you feel cold?

Clenching his fists tightly, Jia Lan shouted at the vast world: "Reches!"

Reches, Reches, Reches... countless echoes wandering in this endless world.

"It's so rare——" The blurry shadow appeared in front of him, and gradually filled in, "Galan, you finally remembered me... Speaking of which, I happened to have something to do with you."

Reches leaned down slightly, looking tenderly at the boy who looked up.Garan sat on the ground, his eyes were a little distracted, Reches seemed to be able to read the taste of "helplessness" from his pale face.There are already black lines appearing on the collarbone—that's part of the nightmare structure.

After the nightmare, this is a cursed secret technique that Reches accidentally obtained in the previous life.Build a blood pool to lock a person's soul, as long as there is a slight gap in that person's soul, he can be caught in the caster's dream, corrupt the mind, and imprison him.

This also requires burning the caster's soul - but Reches doesn't care, because if his soul is exhausted, Garan will also be killed by the collapsing nightmare space.

They can be together forever.

Reches stretched out his hand to caress Garan's cheek, but the other party avoided him vigilantly.His movements froze for a moment, and his smile was still as warm as spring in the next moment.

"Are you sleepy?" Reches knelt down and pushed back what he wanted to say, with a bewitching voice: "Do you need me to find a place for you to rest?"

Jia Lan seemed to have woken up, he stood up and took a few steps back, his eyes turned cold: "No need."

"—Okay." Reches didn't care, he also stood up and said with a smile, "Do you want to go out and have a look?"

The half-elf clenched his fists and stared at him.

"Don't worry... there is no conspiracy." Reches raised his hands, showing helplessness and pampering eyes.He said softly: "I just let you meet that Tang San... Do you really think that I will really let you go?"

If it wasn't because of some troubles—how could he allow the prey he got to leave?Reches thought this way in his heart: Obviously, he was about to succeed...but it was not without gains.

The chains behind the nightmare had penetrated into Jialan's soul, and now, he could have a confrontation with that mortal enemy he had never met before, thousands of miles away.

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Tang San withdrew from the state of cultivation, looking at the endless ocean outside the window.His condition was very bad - it should be said that Tang San became restless since he fell asleep the day he found Jia Lan and never woke up again.

The phantom attached to Jialan's body did not appear—the man said: "If there is danger, I will appear by myself and don't bother you."—It means that there is really no major problem with Jialan's body.But he always felt uneasy, as if he was about to lose something.

Jia Lan was always brought by his side, and according to Ma Hongjun's complaint: "You might as well put a crystal coffin on your back."

Tang San looked down at Jia Lan beside him, feeling a little pain in his heart.He held the half-elf's warm fingers, lowered his head for a while and kissed the half-elf's lips.

The next moment, those eyes that had been closed for many days suddenly opened.

The four eyes met, and the room was silent for a moment.

Tang San only felt that his throat was extremely dry—the goodbye after waiting for many days didn't feel real at all.There was only a blank in his mind, and all kinds of buzzing sounds - Tang San straightened his arms and wanted to temporarily separate them, but was hooked around his neck by a pair of arms.

There was a pain on the lips... Jialan opened his mouth and bit Tang San fiercely, and the eyes that had been closed for many days suddenly filled with tears.

Jia Lan blinked, a teardrop ran down the side face, and landed on the pillow with a crisp sound, but in Tang San's heart it was like thunder.

"Jalan..." Tang San hugged the boy into his arms helplessly, but quickly stopped talking... Jialan's shoulders trembled, as if the tears that had been brewing for countless years burst at this moment, and the tears on Tang San's chest The clothes were immediately wet.

Jia Lan's hands tightly clutched Tang San's collar, his fingertips turned white, and he let out a desperate sob from his chest... as if to say——

why didn't you come

Why didn't you... rescue me in the dark?

The author has something to say: I couldn't control the rhythm for a while, and the rhythm was fast again......

blame me

☆、Sea area(2)

Jia Lan rubbed her face against Tang San's collar, wiping away her tears.The wet and cool feeling on his face told him what had happened—it was inevitable when he was emotionally fluctuating, but he regretted it after crying... How could he be as fragile as a woman? What is the dignity of being an assassin?He had experienced so much alone in the past, so it may not be like this now - it was all Tang San's fault... Jia Lan rubbed Tang San's clothes again, and bit Tang San's chest with his mouth a little annoyed and ashamed.

Tang San snorted, and didn't dare to mess around, just rubbed Jialan's head carefully, and gently kissed the tip of the half-elf's ear: "... Jialan?"

"Yeah." Jia Lan's ears were burning, but he didn't avoid it.

"Are you...remember?" Tang San looked at the half-elf who picked up the coquettish skill again, and pulled him into his arms again.It felt good to fill his arms again, but it only made him more afraid of losing.

Jia Lan did remember, that childhood personality re-integrated into his soul, making Jia Lan always feel weird——Who is this coquettish kid?But another part of the soul has been completely filled with the joy of reunion... The slightest touch would make Jialan feel ashamed.

you are not!woman!okay!He growled to himself in his heart.

Tang San only thought that he was angry with himself, and besides, he was indeed... maybe Jia Lan was too obedient, he already subconsciously thought that "Jaran alone is enough to take down everything".This habitual thinking made him a lot more careless—fortunately, this accident woke him up.

But what happened was what happened—he didn't know what Jia Lan had gone through until now.In Cai Jialan's intermittent narration just now, Tang San knew for the first time how perverted his love rival was.

Tang San felt some pain in his heart.He wasn't sure if the half-elf would leave any gap with him because of this, and he felt sorry for his lover who had gone through these things alone.

But at the moment, he didn't dare to ask or say anything, he could only stroke Jia Lan's back, his palm trembling.

After a while, the elf suddenly said: "You won't leave me, will you?"

Tang San was startled: "...Yes."

Jia Lan raised his head and glanced at him. His slightly red eyes made him look extremely pitiful, but his eyes were clear, and the edge was not broken: "Are you sure? There won't be a next time?"

"Yes." This time Tang San replied very firmly: "This kind of thing won't happen again...I promise."

Jia Lan stared at him for a long time, and then turned his face away after a while.The half-elf said softly, "Okay, I forgive you. This time."

This familiar expression—— Tang San's heart trembled, and he stretched out his hand to scratch Jialan's chin.The half-elf glared at him, but didn't say much, instead, he hugged Tang San's neck tightly, and threw himself into the familiar embrace.

"...I miss you very much." He murmured.

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Oscar "hung" himself on the railing with a pale face, feeling as if he was about to spit out bile.

If he knew how uncomfortable it was to be on a boat—he would definitely, definitely, not agree!

Before this sad emotion could be expressed, Oscar's stomach twitched again, and he wanted to vomit.Oscar made a bitter face and gave up resisting.

He wasn't the only one who was seasick... Everyone in Shrek Academy had pale faces, their eyes showed fear of the sea, and they couldn't even put on airs as soul masters.

"Where is the third brother—" Ning Rongrong stirred the fish soup with a spoon, feeling that he couldn't drink it no matter what.

Ma Hongjun rubbed his pale and chubby face: "I guess he is guarding Jialan?"

When it comes to this, several people are a little silent, Tang San's anxiety is too obvious, several people have been terrified these days, praying for the half-elf to wake up early - otherwise they would not dare