Strangely, the moment I saw Mikoto, Qinggong's mood immediately improved, as if the previous irritability and insecurity had drifted away with the wind, it was so magical.

Standing quietly outside the bookstore, looking at the girl with tea-haired hair in the bookstore with her back facing her, Qing Gong curled her lips slightly, but she did not walk in, but came to the outside stall of a cold drinks hall not far from the bookstore, ordered a cup of coffee and a cup of coconut apple juice, and then sat casually where she could see the bookstore and waited quietly.

"Do you mind if I'm sitting here?" When Qinggong took his third sip of coffee, a gentle and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in his ears. This slightly familiar voice made Qinggong raise his brows slightly, and then he raised his head.

The person who came was a boy with a refreshing short hair and a faint smile in his bright eyes. When paired with his handsome face, he looked like the male protagonist walking out of a comic. However, there was a hint of vicissitudes in his eyes.

"It's you?" Qing Gong raised his eyebrows, "Long time no see."

"Yes." The magician who disguised himself as Hirohara Gwanggui smiled bitterly and sat in front of the Qing Palace, "But I really don't want to see you."

"I'm the same." Qing Gong took a sip of coffee. When he saw Aizalli picking up the cup of coconut apple juice without hesitation, his eyebrows jumped slightly, "I like this drink very much?"

"It's actually very hard to drink." Aizalli shrugged, "But I've been studying what she's willing to drink for a long time."

"Say this in front of me, should I praise you for being brave?" This rare honesty made Qinggong chuckle, but a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, "What the hell are you here for?"

"Well, I haven't tasted this for a long time." Aizalli did not answer Qinggong, but turned his head and looked at the direction of the bookstore, "Are you waiting for her?"

"..." Qing Gong turned his head expressionlessly, and a cold light seemed to flash in his light golden eyes in an instant.

The magician named Aizali shuddered slightly, but he was not easily frightened, but kept graceful and put the drink in his hand back on the table.

Qinggong slowly leaned back, staring at Ai Zhali in front of him with a faint smile on his face, and the refreshing boy opposite him looked gentle and calm. The scenes of the two men also quietly attracted many girls to stop.

Aizali's face now is from Hihara Gwanggui, and Hihara Gwanggui is a rare and refreshing and handsome boy. In addition, the Qing Palace, which was sitting opposite and had a faint noble temperament all over her body, the two beautiful boys immediately attracted many girls, but neither of them had any idea to care about this at this time.

"What do you want to do?" Qing Gong looked at Ai Zhali quietly, his tone was extremely calm, "If you just come to make such a joke with me, it would be better off."

Sitting opposite the Qing Palace, Ai Zhali felt as if he was wrapped in a huge horror, making his hair stand up all over his body, as if he was staring at some ferocious beast. Fortunately, this momentum came and retreated quickly like a tide. When the momentum completely retreated, Ai Zhali felt that he had no idea when his back was soaked in cold sweat.

"Okay." Aizalli calmed down his mind and tried hard to show a smile, "We're talking about the serious business."

"I'll ask you a question first." Qinggong interrupted him first, "Did you come as a member of the 'group' of the Academic Urban Ancient Ministry, or as a member of the Magical Side's 'Winged Return'?"

"You have both." Hearing Qing Gong easily pointing out his magical identity, Aizalli was not too surprised, but just was slightly silent, "I think you should also know the reason for this."

"So, are you planning to participate in this war?" After hearing his words, Qinggong raised his eyebrows with interest, "Is this the magic side planning to give up on you?"

"It's my own choice." Aizalli's eyes were dull and hard to see. "Because I stayed in the school city, I'm already a traitor, and," he said, his voice softened, "I have nothing to miss."

"Really?" Qing Gong raised his eyebrows, "Are you really not the things you miss?"

"Hmm?" Aizali was slightly stunned, then his eyes became sharp, "What do you know?"

"I don't know anything." Qing Gong's mouth curled up slightly, thinking of the girl with slightly dark skin, "Everything is your own choice, isn't it?"

"Yes." Aizali was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "It's all right."

The two fell into silence again.

"The magic side has been determined about your existence." After a while, Ezalli spoke again, "At least in the Roman Orthodox Church, your positioning is higher than that of the 'fantasy killer'."

"It must be eliminated and then quickly?" Qing Gong smiled, "Do you think I care about this kind of thing?"

"Just just remind you." Aizalli also smiled slightly, "At least, you have promised me, and you have done it well now."

"I don't want to make her sad because she lost the one she loves." Aizalli said softly, "Although from a personal rational point of view, I wish you died."

"Thank you for the praise." Qing Gong smiled slightly.

"There should be opportunities for cooperation in the future, so that there is no rush to communicate." Aizali stood up, then picked up the drink in his hand, and said lightly, "Oh, by the way, Ling Di said, he lived there very well."

"Thank you." Qing Gong lowered his eyes slightly, took a sip of coffee, and then stopped talking. When he raised his head again, Ai Zhali's figure had disappeared.

"Waiter," Qinggong said for a moment, "change me a cup of coconut soda and don't have apple juice."

The waiter left, and soon a drink with a slight cold air was brought up. At this time, Qinggong had no time to pay attention to his drink changing, and his eyes had already turned to the door of the book point.

At the entrance of the bookstore, the tea-haired girl walked out of the door in one step.

"Mikoto, here!" Qing Gong's mouth curled up a little, and Qingsheng shouted to the girl not far away. After hearing Qing Gong's call, Mikoto turned her head. When she saw the figure of the boy calling her clearly, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared on her face.

"Qing Palace!"
Chapter completed!