The Phantom of Jazz

Chapter 22

【Aslan? Fog Hidden Green Island】

Gilgamesh lifted the thin quilt on himself, turned his head to the side naturally, touched the empty quilt, opened his red eyes from the hangover as if realizing something, and sighed , the silver dust is not there yet.The hand habitually stretched out to the head of the bed, but unexpectedly knocked down the beloved wine glass on the bed, retracted the hand, and pressed his swollen temple, really not used to it, Yinchen.

"The prince, the Ice Emperor, the second prince, and the Qila prince are already waiting in the hall." Galanz quietly appeared beside Gilgamesh's bed and reported.

"I see, I'll be there soon."

After Galanz withdrew, Gilgamesh clenched the robe in his hand in a daze. It seemed that Boyce didn't plan to participate in this war, so it would be troublesome.

[Aslan? Outside Fuze Town]

"Wang Jue, do you really plan to join the camp of Misty Green Island?" Snow asked Boyce, who was the first to taste tea, with some doubts.

"I don't want to get into this muddy water, but Gilgamesh seems to be a very good pawn. I'd be sorry if I didn't use it. It's a pity that this pawn has its own meticulous mind, so I have to stabilize him first." Boyce said angrily. Sip tea leisurely.

"Then joining the side of Wuyin Green Island this time is a good way to win him over. Wang Jue, why did you come to this deserted town?" Snow was puzzled.

"Hehe, didn't I say I wouldn't help them? I came here just to find my disobedient little lover." The silver pupils radiated the unique light of a king in the narrow eye sockets, and between the lips and teeth, Breathing out the fresh aroma of tea, Boyce gently closed the tea lid, and slightly pursed her thin lips, as if waiting for the next round of exciting competition.

Snow looked at the Wang Jue who was showing anger unintentionally with some fear, and secretly prayed for his little junior in his heart. It seems that Qi Ling really angered the Wang Jue this time, hey, Qi Ling, you just ask yourself Good luck.

【Aslan? Fog Hidden Green Island】

"Gilgamesh, if your ally Boyce is not around, what do you think your odds are against the new monster created by the silver priest?" You Ming asked provocatively as he leaned back on his seat.

"You Ming, after all, you are Aslan's Lord of Slaughter, why would you question your chosen camp so unwisely?" Gilgamesh, who was sitting under Aios, said calmly.

"Because I am the Lord of Slaughter, of course I have to find out if there is something I want to make up for in my camp, otherwise, wouldn't it be uneconomical to be killed because you failed to kill?"

"You Ming, maybe I should remind you that the Ice Emperor of Aslan, not the one-time prince of Fengyuan, is at the head of our seat now." Aios slowly put the tea in front of him into his mouth, "Maybe the silver priest once The order is higher than mine, but if you still think that the order of the silver priest is above everything else, then I don't mind throwing away the identity of the ice emperor and fighting on the same level as you."

You Ming clenched his fists angrily, and left his seat calmly.

"Your Majesty the Ice Emperor, let him go like this?" Qi La withdrew his gaze from looking at You Ming.

"Let him go."

"Let's discuss the battle plan next." Gilgamesh cleared his throat.

"Yo, it's dust." Suo Er gloated in front of You Ming.

"You care about me?" You Ming replied angrily.

"I really don't understand why you are doing this, to test them." Sol sat down beside You Ming.

"It's worthy of a bit of a murderous mind."

"You..." Suo Er looked depressedly at someone who turned around and ignored him, he had provoked someone.

After a while, when the sunlight of the foggy green island poured down through the tall trees, You Ming faintly opened his eyes: "Hey, if Boyce doesn't participate in this battle, will you participate?"

"As long as Qi Ling is willing to come back, Boyce will definitely participate."

"Don't change the subject."

"I do not know."

"why?"

"I came to the water source this time mainly for Qi Ling. If Wuyin Green Island falls, at worst, I will pack Qi Ling back to the wind source." Suo Er carelessly adjusted to a more comfortable sleeping position.

Nether: "..."

【Aslan? Fuze Town】

"Yin Chen, do you want some water?" Qi Ling knocked on the door and asked Yin Chen who was sitting in a daze in the back room.

"Come in." When Qi Ling came in, Yin Chen moved to the side, signaling him to sit beside him.

"What's the matter?" Yin Chen and Qi Ling, who understands rough nerves, will never be careful enough to take the initiative to bring water to him.

Qi Ling put the teacup aside: "Yinchen, I've been thinking about how I got here in the past year without you." The boy lowered his head, his bangs covered his face, the quiet boy let Yinchen's His eyes trembled slightly.

"Qi Ling," Yin Chen moved over and pulled the silent young man into his arms: "I'm back now, you don't have to think about anything, just stay by my side."

Qi Ling stretched out his hand to grab Yinchen's neck, and worked day and night to help him so that he had no time to worry about the blank memory that he had disappeared. However, some fragments that suddenly floated through his mind during his spare time made him intuitively feel that this memory is very important. .

The silver-haired man who stood silently in the ice and snow like a god or even silver dust, whenever he walked towards him, the snowflakes all over the sky always became messy, and then he lost his way. He looked at it from a distance several times. When hugging a man, the wind in his ears is often mixed with his whispering: "Qi Ling, I let you go, when you come back, you will find that you can no longer live without me."

Yin Chen took the young man in his arms slightly, and the two of them leaned down leaning against each other: "Go to sleep."

Caressing Qi Ling's trembling eyelashes, Yin Chen's eyes froze, he leaned down and kissed the young man's soft lips, Qi Ling opened his eyes, and what he saw was Yin Chen's eyes burning with desire: "Yin Chen?"

In an instant, his breathing was plundered, and the smell of silver dust filled his lips and teeth. Qi Ling was stunned by the sudden invasion: "Silver dust, silver dust." Strong desire, facing the blue swirl in the silver dust blue eyes above, Qi Ling was a little scared and at a loss.

"Qi Ling," Yin Chen's hoarse voice was different from usual: "Be together all the time, okay?"

Qi Ling's eyes widened, and he was silent for a long time. He remembered that in a country of ice and snow, there used to be an eye with the same desire staring at him arrogantly and recklessly.

"Qi Ling, are you missing him?" The icy cold tone pulled Qi Ling out of his trance: "You are mine." Yin Chen said every single word.

"Yin Chen," Qi Ling turned his face away, unable to bear to see the sadness in Yin Chen's angry eyes, "I'm sorry." As everyone knows, such words arouse Yin Chen's anger even more.

"Qi Ling," Yin Chen turned the boy's face back, the boy's clear eyes were mixed with apology and puzzlement, Yin Chen tried his best to restrain himself from pressing down, he stood up, stopped looking at the boy, and prepared to leave with a flick of his sleeve.

"Silver Chen," the sleeve of the robe was grabbed by Qi Ling, "Don't go, don't leave me alone."

Yin Chen paused, knowing that what happened on Lane Island last time had always been a lingering shadow in the young man's heart, he sighed, and sat down beside the young man.

Qi Ling got up and leaned against Yin Chen's arms, pulling Yin Chen's long silver hair: "I didn't mean to think about other things, I just wanted to remember that matter, I'm sorry, Yin Chen." Qi Ling buried his face In the arms of silver dust.

Holding Qi Ling in his arms, Yin Chen stroked the boy's soft hair: "Qi Ling, do you mind if I want to continue what I just did?"

The young man leaned over timidly, and kissed Yin Chen lightly: "No, then Yin Chen has no reason to abandon me."

Yin Chen's heart trembled, he pulled the young man close at once, and kissed the young man back in different shades.Pulling back the boy's clothes, revealing his young but firm body, rubbing it with one hand... Qi Ling felt a little soft, and his body went limp for a while.He stretched out his arms and embraced Yin Chen.Yinchen realized the young man's cooperation, smiled, untied his robe at once, and put his hands on the sensitive neck of the young man, the hot breath sprayed on Qi Ling's sensitive place, and the place he slightly touched was scalding hot, realizing that what happened next What was about to happen, Qi Ling's face almost burned in the darkness.Confused and infatuated, the heart that hugged the real boy Yin Chen was filled instantly.

The bright moonlight shines in from outside the window, and the clean window paper reflects the overlapping figures in the house. I don't know how long the moonlight has flowed. I know that the night has faded away silently, and the morning light has soaked the entire sky.