Chapter 1,247 Ghost Under the Moon

, after Linya and others left, the entire waiting room was illuminated by a hazy and holy white light...

A translucent graceful figure, wearing a white priest's robe, emerged from the air, like a goddess descending, slowly descending, the illusive and transparent body becoming more solid. [](Please remember me

When those smooth jade toes touched the ground gently, causing a wave of sacred ripples, the translucent body also completely materialized, and the silk threads fluttering messily in the air were like bright and quiet moonlight, quietly shining down. , like a waterfall hanging straight down on the curvy back.

The fluttering large priest's robe also calmed down, and followed the perfect girl's delicate body, sticking softly, outlining an alluring beautiful scenery with uneven hills and mountains.

The girl's pupils, which had been tightly closed from beginning to end, slowly opened at this moment. In an instant, the infinite Milky Way and countless stars seemed to be brought to the small waiting room by these breathtakingly beautiful eyes. , forming a vast cosmic space of its own, and that silver pupil is so vast, so deep, and so mysterious, just like the boundless universe that contains countless stars.

Exuding a holy and soft light, the moonlight is as long as silk, and the starry silver eyes are wide open. Such a dreamlike girl, with bare small feet, stands silently in the center of the room, like a A puppet that has not yet had its soul injected into it, its beautiful but empty bright pupils appear dull and blank.

"Go back to Mengluo, you stupid saint!"

Accompanying the words was a "pop" sound.

A hand knife appeared out of thin air that destroyed the beautiful scenery, and landed on her smooth forehead.

"Wow!!"

It was like a dream just now, the holy girl who was between the ethereal and the reality, seemed to have been injected with the soul by this hand knife..., or awakened the soul. At the same time, her pupils flashed with emotion, and she covered the attack with her hands. On the forehead, he squatted down in mourning.

This stupid ghost "..., if you are suppressed by her empty and ethereal look just now, as if she was sad like a doll, then you will lose, it's just that you are in a daze and haven't come back to your senses.

Like a peerless swordsman, I coldly took back the knife and blew on the blade.

"Stupid Xiaofan, Dan Xiaofan, you hit someone just after you came out, curse you, this saint curses you for being bitten!"

With tears in her eyes, she raised her head from her crouching position. The saint's maiden spirit, which had regained its color, cast a malicious look at it with its beautiful, wide-open silver pupils.

"I have told you several times not to take idiots apart and use them. I really want to see what kind of illiterate teacher taught you how to use words at that time. Moreover, as a saint, it is not good to be cursed. Besides, this is not a curse. It’s clearly a threat, and it’s clearly an excuse for the actions you’ll take!”

I don’t know why, but when I’m with this ghost, I’m always full of complaints. Just by complaining to each other, we might be able to fight for three days and three nights.

"What is Xiaofan talking about? This saint didn't understand. Ham will punish you on behalf of the moon!"

He blinked his cunning eyes in a shameless manner, but there was not even a drop of slug tears in them. Huang Duan's maid's acting skills were simply weak compared to the ghost in front of her.

And in the middle of my words, a big bear suddenly came and hung on my neck. It followed the inertia and went around to the back. Two slender, jade-like legs stretched out from the armpits, and then crossed tightly in front of my chest. The clamp was like the best female wrestler, tightly fixing her body on mine. The height was just right for her mouth to look down at the top of my head.

Then there was a sound of "Ah nnnn".

Click.

It’s been such a long time coming, little ghost biting his head.

Looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, his eyes were like waterfalls, shedding a river of sorrowful and twinkling tears.

"Little Ghost? Your Highness the Saint? Well... my head is not a bone, and you are not a puppy. How about we sit down and talk about life, ideals, and the future calmly?"

"No need, this posture is very convenient. If you have anything to say, just say it." Another one. Bite down.

"I'm not comfortable at all and it hurts..."

"You are such an incompetent servant. You just cried and screamed after being bitten a few times. Can you still be considered a slave of this saint?!"

"The pay is too low and the risk is too great. I want to resign."

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Why do I feel that the sentence just now is very similar to a line in one of the Saints series of the Duke of Beasts series written by Princess Xiao Moli?

Coach, I request to be in this script!

"Sir Elder, what happened?"

Just when the little ghost was having fun and I was helpless, the nervous voice of a soldier came from outside.

It was probably the sudden flash of white light that alerted them.

"It's nothing. When Linya and the others come back, let's talk to them. Alice and I will go out for a walk first."

"Yes...yes, Mr. Elder."

After getting my reply, the voice from outside obviously straightened up, saluted, and then left with a series of footsteps.

"It's not convenient here. Let's talk about it when we get out."

He patted the little ghost's buttocks, wrapped the obedient little saint who jumped off his back in the cloak in front of him, found an opening, and slipped out of the waiting room, backstage, and then New Rogge〖 square.

"Chicken wow nm~!!"

He took out a bag from his cloak, looked behind him, and was amazed.

"When did this kind of thing appear in the camp?" the little ghost asked, tilting his head in confusion.

This sleeping goddess, who has been sleeping for who knows how long, naturally has no way of knowing about the construction of the New Rog Square. Let alone her, even I, who participated in it, came to the New Rog Square on the birthday of the god. Weren't you also shocked when you were on stage?

Looking back at the New Rogge Square, which houses hundreds of thousands of people, it is like a neon-flashing, noisy skyscraper in the dark night. It is in sharp contrast with the quiet and dark night around me. Intertwined, it seems like returning to the original world.

"When I woke up, the world had undergone earth-shaking changes." There was a hint of indescribable loneliness in the little ghost's murmur.

Who made you greedy and swallowed the heart of the holy tree in one gulp?

I rolled my eyes secretly, and then I thought of something, and my heart twitched.

This stupid saint... Could it be that she recalled the scene where we met just now, and the moment when she came out of being trapped under the cathedral for ten thousand years, it was probably now. This mood.

I hugged the little ghost sadly...

"Xiaofan has also become dumber."

"It turns out that you just wanted to use the topic to elicit this sentence from me, you bastard!!"

I staggered and almost fell to the ground. From now on, I will absolutely never believe in this stupid ghost's sorrow.

"The birthday of God is over." Immediately afterwards, another faint sigh came from his arms.

I had just made an oath, but I couldn't help but feel this sigh again, and felt terribly distressed.

"It was clearly agreed... that we would wake up and celebrate God's birthday together."

On her chest, there was the gentle rubbing of the little ghost, which seemed to be as reluctant as her current mood.

"It's all Xiaofan's fault, why didn't you wake me up?"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault."

Facing such a little ghost, any rebuttal turned into sobs. Only gentle words can vent the pain and doting in the heart.

"Just answer once and that's enough, you stupid servant!"

"yes!"

"Too simple, without any sincerity!"

"..."

"Xiaofan, it's God's birthday" "Isn't it interesting?" "

"Well, it's very interesting. After all, I personally planned it."

"Boonn!"

"In fact, there is no smell at all. After five days, it's like using the prostate brake."

"Just say some unintelligible things, idiot Xiaofan nm"

The little saint in my arms muttered something unwillingly and finally stopped in despair, bumping gently against my arms every time.

"Next time..." How about I make a more lively God's birthday for you next time? "

I don't want to see such a lost, lifeless little ghost, blurting out a sentence.

"Really?" He suddenly raised his head and looked at me with wide, shining eyes.

"Idiot, when have I ever lied to you?"

"Let me count." Just "Hey, hey, it's not that serious."

"Hmph, Xiao Fan is a big liar. He is obviously just a servant, but he is so audacious that he keeps deceiving his master." The little ghost glared at me angrily.

"Everyone is familiar with you. If you slander me, I will pinch your cheeks." I responded with a raised eyebrow.

"If you can give some specific examples."

"Isn't it enough to deceive this saint's body and deceive my saint's heart?"

The ghost murmured in a low voice and turned his head away in embarrassment. In the night, his pretty face became increasingly white and translucent, with a faint and beautiful blush.

My steps suddenly stopped, and I stared intently at the little ghost, its watery eyes, and its pretty face that became increasingly rosy and alluring.

I don’t know who made the move first. Under the moonlight, the heads of the two figures gradually came closer, and finally they were close to each other.

"Idiot, if you dare to say these words again, I won't be able to spare you tonight."

After a deep kiss, I held the little ghost's earlobe in my mouth and whispered a warning.

"Pervert servant, stupid servant!"

Gently biting the wet lips that were as beautiful as a blooming rose, the little ghost glared unwillingly, then tilted his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly said.

"Idiot Xiaofan, you promised me to have a more lively God's Birthday next time. If you can't do it, I'll curse you with a bloody head!"

"Don't curse with such strong purpose and sense of déjà vu, you idiot!" I couldn't help but hit her head with my chin, and then rubbed it carefully.

"Don't worry, I'll leave if I promise, and not just the next time, but the next time, and the next time~"

I lowered my head and looked into those dreamy silver eyes, and smiled.

"There are still opportunities, aren't there? No matter how many birthdays it is, as long as you think about it, I will organize something lively for you, and then hang a banner on the door that says, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland ,, how about it? Who makes you always like to sleep, this name is perfect. "

"I don't want it. It's embarrassing to say it. Let's change it to the Gensokyo of idiot Xiao Fan. Well, Xiao Fan likes to be idle and distracted. This name is perfect."

"It seems that everyone has different opinions. Well, let's make a compromise, each take a part, and call it Alice's Fantasyland. How about it?"

"What kind of compromise is this? Stupid Xiaofan, do you think this saint is a fool?!" He was bitten on the neck, this damn Alice vampire.

"It's agreed that Xiaofan will always hold a lively birthday party for this saint." The little saint in his arms began to feel a little satisfied.

"It's nm as long as this Druid is alive."

"I want it even if I die."

"Hey, hey, you've gone too far. You want to continue to rely on me even after you die?"

Petal, despite the appearance of this saint, it is very easy to commit suicide. "

"This is not something to be proud of... Xiao "I don't care, if Xiao Fan dares to die, this saint will die in front of you. "

"Yes, yes, I will try my best not to die so that the great Saint Alice can rule the darkness forever."

"Very good. When the time comes, this saint will give you the title of Harem Knight."

"Forget it, it's better to be dead than..." I don't know what I thought of. The little ghost swept away the disappointment of not being able to catch up with God's birthday. He smiled sweetly and suddenly floated up from my arms. , spinning cheerful circles in mid-air.

That body exuding a hazy halo of holiness and beauty, beauty under the lamp, beauty under the moon, are not enough to describe one ten thousandth of it.

The most important thing is that she was floating above my head, and she wiped her itchy nose without wearing underwear. I embarrassedly turned my eyes elsewhere.

At this time, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out and pulled me.

"The Birthday of God is not over yet. Today, I will give a special commendation to this incompetent servant and allow you to dance with me."

Cheering so happily, the little ghost held my hands involuntarily and danced like a beautiful butterfly.

The colorful lights of the New Rogge Square cast a light on the small open space shrouded in the night. The beautiful figure was as light and beautiful as a dancing fairy, and it was pulled by her and twisted awkwardly. The tall and twisted figures, set against each other, seem to be playing a beautiful melody under the January sky.