As the spherical seed covered with the smell of moist earth slowly fell from the air, Qianling reached out and gently caught it.

The warm temperature came from the palm of the hand, jumping vividly......

Like the heart of God.

She slowly closed her eyes, holding the tree seed in her palm and gently touching her heart, her slender wings stretching and dissipating in the breeze.

When the shining trees descend from the sky above the canyon, it descends into the abyss like a scorching sun......

All eyes were drawn to it.

At the moment when it was close to the bottom of the deep valley, the light shattered into thousands of transparent butterflies in an instant, and slowly flew up......

In the light that illuminates the world, strong roots are rooted in the earth, and the saplings rise from the ground in the exclamation of thousands of demons, and the branches and leaves are scattered like a climbing dragon rising into the sky through the strong wind—

The crown of the tree is green and verdant, the vast sea of smoke will cover the whole canyon, the slightest morning light will be sprinkled from the gap in the canopy, faintly illuminate the dark valley bottom, thousands of butterflies flutter around the crown of the dome, the scene is strange and magnificent, the world is moving......

Eventually, it will become the power of the sky.

Everyone on the cliff was stunned, Lan Feng's robe was blowing in the wind, staring blankly at the Optimus Tree in front of him, and chanting the unbelievable syllables on his lips for a long time:

“…… Shenmu?"

The sound of cheers came from the bottom of the valley like a tide, and the scarlet eyes of thousands of demons lit up in the dim light, hugging and crying, and everyone knelt down and bowed to the giant tree, and the voices of the people were full of voices.

Qianling stood on the top branch of the sacred tree, her hair curling and her clothes flying, surrounded by lush greenery that covered the sky and the sun, forming a green dome to isolate the world.

The palm of his hand pressed against the rough trunk of the tree, and there was a beating pulse from it......

It's the breath and heartbeat of the tree.

Originally......

She caressed the branches of the sacred wood, her fingertips rubbing the rough texture.

We knew each other so long ago. It's no wonder that the demon clan who came to the bottom of the valley for the first time touched this giant tree......

There's an indescribable sense of closeness.

Originally......

I planted it with my own hands.

"Three hundred years later, he will come back ......"

She looked at the empty tree trunks not far away, her hair dancing on her cheeks, and imagined that three hundred years from now, there would be a house where the chief would live.

"When the time comes, please take care of it. ”

She smiled softly, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes like silk threads, hurting into her liver and intestines.

The breeze rises, and the canopy of the trees is swaying and sweeping, like its response and promise.

The black wings spread, and the girl dissolved into the breeze and sunlight, leaving a black feather and falling into the deep valley......

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the familiar thunder and lightning clouds, and thousands of time gaps spread like ripples, and a figure floated between the empty heaven and earth.

“…… Mirror?"

Qianling was stunned, and then there was a happy light in her eyes, and she flew down to him with her wings outstretched, looking at the sleeping young man, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The mirror is here, then this is ......

Back in 300 years?

Qingxuejing's light golden eyelashes fell, the short light blonde hair fell on the side of her fair cheeks, and her white robe was scattered among the clouds, sleeping and not moving, only her fingertips were trembling slightly unconsciously, and her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled......

It's like dreaming something.

The depths of the dream were chaotic and lightless, the surging fog obscured all the scenes, and the dripping rain went from subtle to explosive, soaking the world in torrential rain.

Qingxue Mirror walked through the heavy rain, slowly looked up at the sky with black clouds, and the hand raised was penetrated by the raindrops of beans and could not be touched.

This is......

He frowned.

Dream?

Wrong...... The Aurora Sky Lock has been disconnected, and something happened at that moment, and when I woke up, I was here......

Is it an illusion?

He closed his eyes, tried to dispel the illusion, and slowly opened them for a long time, and the light golden eyes reflected the heavy rain, adding to the confusion.

It's not an illusion either......

What the hell is this...... What's going on?

As he thought about it, a small figure rushed out of the thick fog in front of him, falling heavily at his feet and splashing the mist.

It's a little girl.

"It's all right......"

Qingxue Mirror instinctively leaned over to help her, but her fingers penetrated the girl's arm and could not be touched.

The little girl, with her long soaked maroon hair draped over her small shoulders, got up and shook her soaked hair vigorously, and her tattered clothes and bare feet looked like a little beggar, and her face was full of tears and rain.

Qing Xuejing looked at her face and was stunned.

Until the girl passed through him and stumbled away in the rainstorm......

"Xiaoling......?"

He turned away in a hurry, staring blankly at the distant figure, his cheeks losing color as he stood still.

Is that......

You?

In the rainstorm, the words Tianshui District glowed coldly under the dim rain.

"Hey, stop, it's quarantine, you can't go over!"

"Let me go!

Qingxue Jing stood alone in the rain, watching the little girl rush into the infirmary, the little man was soaked, screaming and pleading with those people......

"Ahh

He watched as the little girl rushed into the ward of the quarantine area, hugged the little boy with short maroon hair, and then, like the most tragic drama, the younger brother was taken away, and the older sister, who was almost crying and hoarse, was dragged out by the medical staff......

Qingxue stood in the rain, her eyelashes trembling, and she couldn't get a trace of moisture.

Can't intervene, can't stop......

Xiaoling's younger brother Qianyu was taken away to become an experimental subject on the grounds of infectious diseases......

Even the Seven Gardens, who are the holy angels in the jurisdiction, don't know how many medical clinics Eren Iss still has, secretly helping to abuse and commit injustice......

He watched the little girl being kicked out of the medical center, walking alone in the rainstorm with bare feet, staggering, as if she had emptied her soul.

With the rain line in the sky, he followed, walked beside her, and did not say much.

The two walked side by side, one big and one small, one tall and one short. The young man's white robe was like snow, and his short golden hair was like the sun's rays, which could not illuminate the little girl beside him.

She hiccuped and shivered with cold, and walked and stopped, without direction, until she saw a crowded direction, and froze.

"Mom...... Mommy ——!!"

Heart-rending cries erupted.

The sky was full of rain lines, black clouds pressed down on the city, Qingxue Mirror stood in the heavy rain, watching the little girl pounce into the crowd, screaming and pulling the dead woman on the ground, crying hoarse and miserable.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the dark and chaotic sky, the dense rain in the sky was like a big net that could not be escaped, squeezing every bone in his body heavily, unable to breathe.

The space cracked in an instant, clouds and thunder and lightning surged, the rainstorm faded away, and the wind and clouds changed......

The objects in the foreground fade like a tide, and the light and shadow flow, and they are once again put together into another picture.

The rainstorm is gone, the morning sun is shining, and in the courtyard full of roses, there are barefoot children chasing and playing.

Qingxue looked at the familiar small courtyard in front of her and was slightly stunned.

He seems to have been here here......

It seems to be called ......

Rose Garden?

。 m.