Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

In the past month, the girl never once wanted to end this game. She just went down and sent the boy a few words at will, but for some reason, she couldn't take that step all the time. Less and less.

Is it because he is afraid that he will be sad and lost when he finds out?

Is it because he is afraid that he will never come again?

Or... shy?

The girl shook her head.

Nonsense, how is it possible, I'm just afraid that I won't have fun in the future.

She didn't know what she was thinking, and she couldn't even figure out what she was thinking.

The girl didn't know why she cared so much about such a fool.

She pursed her lips lightly and clenched her fingertips subconsciously. The rain became heavier and heavier, and the whole city of Mond fell into the world of white water. In the corner, there is no one on the street, the boy is alone in the white world, like a little wolf abandoned on a rainy night.

She doesn't want this.

Dusk fell slowly, the vast rain completely submerged the setting sun, and there was no sunlight to be seen.

Rustan scabbard his sword, took one last look at the time on the clock tower, and decided to head home.

"The wind from the west will take away the aroma of wine"

At this time, there was a faint singing sound, which was mixed with the sound of rain beating on the tile eaves, which was too vague to be heard.

It was a rainy night at Fruit Wine Lake.

Rustan raised his eyes, but he could still hear the melody of the song clearly. In the heavy rain, there was a hazy scene everywhere, and the boy couldn't find the source of the song.

The rain was too heavy and annoying too.

The song was melodious and clear, with bright sadness, perfectly mixed with the sound of rain.

"The wind in the mountains brings tidings of triumph"

[The wind in the distance touches my heart]

"Rustle sings about how I miss you]

...

What a nice song.

But the rain was too heavy, and the singing voice was hidden in the rain, so he couldn't find it.

Rustan slowly pulled out the sword in the scabbard, the invisible wind gathered, he closed his eyes gently, listening to the song, his hand moved naturally, the raindrops hit the sword wind, and slowly shattered , Scattered into a fine mist to dissipate.

He is chopping 'rain'.

Cut off this rainstorm.

All accumulation, all inspiration has reached its peak at this moment.

Astonishing elemental forces are gathering, and the peak of West Wind Sword Art has been forged today, and the entire Mond City has felt this terrifying change.

[These scars have longed for your tender caress. ]

[Disturbing my morning dreams, you have quietly left. ]

[Your breath is sweet and sour like berries, and fragrant like lilacs]

"On a rainy night at Fruit Wine Lake, I would follow that wolf into the storm."

He danced with the wind, and the wind seemed to be singing, more and more raindrops were chopped, more and more mist was cut, more and more drowsy mist was dispersed, and Rustan's sword became stronger and stronger. Faster and lighter, the wind cut through the clouds and parted the sky, and as the wave-like mist faded, the sun poured down overwhelmingly——

He cut off the torrential rain in Mond City, and the name of the pup begins today!

Once the world is clear, everything has its prototype.Rustan followed the source of the singing.

The girl was still singing, obviously she hadn't realized that she had been spotted, she was stunned for a while before she realized, the singing stopped immediately, and she met Rustan's eyes straightly.

The pure white auricles slowly turned red, like a white cloud dyed with sunlight, the bright red passed over the auricles, and slowly appeared on the girl's delicate cheeks, the lavender eyes were as moist as a lake flowing.

It was as if the fig leaf that had been wrapped for a long time was torn away, and the girl was speechless for a while.

She put the witch hood on her head, and made an ostrich-like voice:

"Are... are you an idiot!"

"Eh..." Rustan was scolded suddenly, obviously unable to react, he scratched his head: "What's your name?"

"...Rosalyn Cruz and Shika Lowfart."

"You haven't been spying on me, have you?"

Rustan was a man of integrity, and he was always outspoken.

"..."

"Whoa! Whoa, nonsense bastard!"

The weather cleared up perfectly.

After a long absence of wind and rain, Mond City finally cleared up.The clear and clean streamer flows on the clean streets.

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Finally it cleared.

Qingye Fengyin coughed, and he looked at the streets of Mond in Chuji.

Rustan's memory inheritance is not perfect, and he still knows very little about the past, but as for the memory of the rainy night when Xifeng Swordsmanship was Dacheng, he completely remembered it.

Sure enough, another short-lived ghost.

He now knows that he was 'Rustan', former deputy head of the Knights of the Zephyr.

He is both 'Rustan' and 'Qingye Fengyin' now, but to put it bluntly, he has always been just himself, whether it is Qingye or Rustan, it has never changed, he just remembered something he forgot .

In fact, it doesn't matter, the remaining memory wakes up, just to die in the wear and tear--come back just to die.

That way the wear and tear of the past wouldn't bother him.

The human system has issued a new task.

[Task [-]: Investigate Sifang Temple]

[Reward: Read Memory Fragment (Part [-])]

He will slowly think about Rustan's affairs, and when he remembers all of them, and when the unfinished mission is completed, it is time for Rustan to really die.

By the way, today seems to be the day when the Fools officially meet with the Knights.

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Boss Mei is awesome! !

Volume 47: Chapter [-] I'm Missing You ([-] in [-])

The New Year is approaching, but the streets of Inazuma are not very lively.

The lanterns were hung up early, and the thin snow drooped on the candle lamps, and the faintly warm candle flames were mixed in the thin snow. Other than that, the long streets and alleys were very quiet.

Except for the candlelight and the snow, there was only dim sunlight, and a layer of rime had accumulated on the plaque of the Zhuguo Mansion.

Most of the diners of this mansion have also been repatriated home. This mansion has stood in Inazuma for more than 400 years. As the old people left one after another, it finally came to its end.

Qingye Shaluo breathed out, she was directing one or two government soldiers to pick up old things, most of them were messy old antiques, Zhu Guo had been away for nearly a month, and they had been searching for a month.

After going through a long period of sadness and sorrow, the warrior finally calmed down and finally began to face the fact that she had to face—she needed to prepare for General Zhu Guo's funeral.

There is no tombstone, because Master Zhu Guo cannot be found, and Zhu Guo's mansion does not hold any grand funerals. They have served Zhu Guo all their lives, and they are well aware of the habits of this Lord: he probably doesn't like ostentation.

Zhu Guo chose to leave quietly alone, which has already shown his attitude - then Shaluo will follow Zhu Guo's last wish.

A small tomb of clothing, filled with small belongings of Zhu Guo adults, such as ordinary clothes, bows and arrows, armor, chessboard and pipes, was buried under the big tree in Zhu Guo's mansion.

That's all.

"...Are these going to be buried?"

Someone called her name.

Familiar and unfamiliar voice, with a little low.

She looked back in astonishment, Ying was standing behind her, her dark purple sleeves were dragging on the snow, Lord Narugami was wearing very simple clothes today, there were no extra lines on the kimono, white socks and wooden skirts, and the long braids of xuan color hanging down his waist between.

She held her head up slightly, twirling a pipe with her slender fingers—it was a very old pipe, the filter mouth had been stained yellow by tobacco, and the pure wooden stem was old and heavy. Kiyono liked smoking this pipe very much .

There is no extra emotion in the shadow eyes.

Since Kiyono left, this is the first time that His Majesty Narugami has left the castle tower.

Sara no longer understood Narugami-sama's thoughts.

That terrible storm covered the entire territory of Daozuma, and it raged for a whole month, and it still hasn't stopped. Daozu's sea commerce was completely cut off, and travelers living in Daozu couldn't return home. The chaos spread further and was The lock-down order, which has been resisted for a long time, is now being implemented.

Sara also tried to remonstrate with Ying, but she got no response. She completely locked herself in Yixin Pure Land, and General Raiden faithfully carried out Ying's order, and thunder swept all the sea areas around Daozuma.

"Are these going to be buried?" Ying asked again.

"...Yes."

Sara quickly replied, "Lord Zhu Guo..."

She swallowed the word 'relic' back into her mouth, paused, and changed her words: "We will bury everything left by Mr. Zhu Guo, and this yard will not be inhabited in the future. We will bury it." Save it..."

Ying calmly listened to Sara's words, she couldn't see any unnecessary expressions in her eyes, she seemed to be listening to some very ordinary things, she pursed her thin lips lightly, and waited for Sara to finish speaking before she clicked nodded.

"Let me sort it out with you."

"But my lord, these chores are still done by us servants..."

"Let me tidy up with you."

Shadow repeated.

When she said this, her tone was very calm, which meant that no one was allowed to question her.

And so it was decided.

Ying bent down, took off the wooden clothes, and stepped on the tatami mats in the long corridor with white socks. Zhu Guofu is a very old mansion, and most of them have been repaired. At first, the foundation was made of mahogany, and then the wood corroded Halfway through, it was rebuilt again, and the walls were refurbished with stone bricks.

After 100 years, the ivy on the wall died and grew, and the dead slough also covered the wall, forming layers after layers, and it was impossible to clean it.

The building was as old and dead as its owner.

Zhuguo's living room is at the end of the torii gate, and it has been sealed off, no one is allowed to enter, Ying gently pushed the door open.

The room is big, but there are few things.

With a bed, a plain screen, a kotatsu, a stack of display windows, and a few sets of tea sets, the rest of this old man's life seems to be very simple.

The stove looked old too, the edges were blackened with smoke, and the unburned wood was still piled in the ashes. The last time he was in the house, when he was still there, he burned these woods. ?

He didn't like warming himself by the fire before, Ying still remembered it.

The vigorous young man once swore frankly that 'the kotatsu is something only the weak need', but he was still baking the kotatsu before he died.

He must be cold.

Shadow has never experienced this kind of feeling called 'cold' in his life.

But she could imagine it, there was heavy snow falling outside the window, the old man was wrapped in thick winter clothes, the burning stove still couldn't make his complexion radiant, he coughed again and again, and there was the whistling wind outside the door.

For the past 100 years, he has been living this kind of life. Every winter is one torture after another for him. The old man is curled up by the quilt, no one can accompany him, and his old friends are almost dead. When it was all gone, he could only cough, persisting, and survived a hundred winters with one cough after another.

Live like this for 100 years until you die.

The kotatsu is also buried together.

Ying picked up those sets of tea sets. There was a bit of dust on the tea sets, and no one had used them for a long time. Ying still remembered what the young man named Qingye Fengyin said,

"I practice kendo in the morning, or go hunting in the back mountain of Zhuguo Mansion. I eat very little at noon, tofu and peanuts, any side dish, but it must be accompanied by wine..."

He likes to drink, but the attendants must not allow him to drink more, so he mixed the wine into the teapot.

While sipping the wine, Qing Ye ate the grilled fish on the stove.