"It's been 10 years...... In this land, the spark of psionic energy finally bloomed again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yukimi's voice is soft, like the sound of gardenias dancing in the wind in early spring.

She stretched out her hand, as if a bouquet of flames had really bloomed in her palm.

After a long silence, Jun Miyagi spoke: "Your Majesty, can you judge the source of spiritual energy?" ”

Yukimi shook his head lightly and said, "It's very similar." ”

Jun Miyagi frowned slightly: "Like what?" ”

"The immortal sorcerer of Kunwu Mountain, the kingship of the Black King, the ascetic of the Vatican...... There are some similar traces. ”

Hearing this, Jun Miyagi was silent for a long, long time.

Finally, he spoke calmly.

"Kunwu returns to the ruins, drifting in the North Atlantic; The kings of the previous generation of the world have fallen, and the black kings of this generation are far from being minors; The monastic order is completely destroyed, and the Vatican exists in name only......"

"Your Majesty, are you still nostalgic for that bygone era?"

"Wake up, please."

Yukimi shook his head silently.

"I'm not lying, it's like."

"But it's neither."

Miyagi Run's brows tightened, and he said, "Your Majesty, what about the Protector?" Why did you conclude that this psionic fluctuation was not the work of the Protectors? ”

Xue Jian's expression was calm, and he said, "Because there is no trace of the Protector at all." ”

Jun Miyagi was silent for a long, long time.

"Your Majesty, this is the imperial capital."

“…… I know. ”

There was endless confusion between Yukimi's eyebrows, and the girl looked at the blue sky in confusion, muttering to herself, "But the stars told me that from the appearance of that spiritual energy fluctuation to its disappearance, the Protector never appeared at all...... They were just watching from afar in every corner of this imperial capital. ”

“…… It's like, like I'm in awe of something. ”

Miyagi Jun looked at the girl in a daze, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, you are too tired, besides the emperor, who will the protector be in awe?" ”

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to be amused by his thoughts, and said with a dumb smile: "Do you want to say that after ten years of separation, His Majesty the Emperor came here, and instead of destroying the mysterious side of the world again, he only blew up a car?" ”

"Oh, it's still a Lamborghini, in a sense, it's finally closer to her identity."

Yukimi ignored Jun Miyagi's cold joke and said calmly, "It's not the emperor. ”

Jun Miyagi put away his smile and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I will report your judgment to His Royal Highness the White King." ”

"Hmmm......"

After hesitating for a moment, Yukimi said, "Don't tell my sister, I made a friend." ”

Hearing this, Miyagi Jun couldn't help but smile bitterly, and after being silent for a long time, he nodded and said, "As long as you can be sure, he has nothing to do with the world we are waiting for." ”

Xue Jian said lightly: "You have tested it, he doesn't know what happened ten years ago at all, isn't that enough?" ”

"Besides, this is the imperial capital."

Jun Miyagi smiled dumbly.

"Yes, this is the imperial capital."

Sitting back in the driver's seat, Jun Miyagi didn't start the car immediately, but hesitated: "Your Majesty, can you really be sure that it is not the traces left by the emperor?" ”

Yukimi shook his head, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

"Her breath is much gentler than this."

"It's like a mother's embrace."

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This afternoon, there are elders in the family who have come to visit, and it is difficult to talk to you, so I apologize.

-- See the snow under the snow

Looking at the text messages on the mobile phone screen, Su Mufeng was a little helpless.

I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence, and I rushed to get together with her parents. At this moment, his plan to have an afternoon study meeting with Yukimi was completely ruined.

After all, I just "met my parents" in the morning, so I can't come back in the afternoon, right? Su Mufeng didn't have so many brain cells for burning.

Now Su Mufeng, who had just visited his sister in the hospital and talked to her to himself, was sitting in the car at this time.

Putting away the phone and thinking for a moment, Su Mufeng smiled slightly.

Simply, steal half a day of leisure.

After all, in the evening, there is an open class that is watched by the entire Jixia School Palace, and there is a real saint to compete.

……

……

Middle-earth Continent, Jixia School Palace.

In the afternoon, the sun reflected in the inner house, sprinkling on Han Fei's long black hair, as if wearing a pale golden coat.

This time happened to be the lunch time of the Jixia School Palace, and in the distance, there were bursts of cheerful voices from the Jixia students.

Han Fei is still studying.

The bamboo slips on the bookcase are stacked high, neatly arranged and meticulous, just like the heart of a girl.

In this quiet atmosphere, time seems to slow down.

Until the sound of the wooden door being slowly pushed open broke the silence.

"You're here."

It was a gentle female voice with a faint smile.

Hearing this, Han Fei's movements froze, but he didn't raise his head, and said calmly: "Go out." ”

The owner of that voice didn't seem to hear it, and went straight to Han Fei and sat down opposite the bookcase.

"When old friends meet, they should talk at night."

Han Fei finally raised his head, his eyes were cold, and he looked directly at the girl in front of him who was not a few years older than him.

Exactly off.

With his white and slender fingers, he played with his long black hair casually, and said with a smile: "Since a long time ago, you have been studying very hard, and often put your lunch until nearly dusk before eating. ”

"Even though we've been apart for so long, I'm guessing you still keep this bad habit."

"So, here I am."

Li took out the hands and things he was carrying behind his back and put them in front of Han Fei.

It was a wooden box.

Leave the box gently open, revealing the contents inside.

The scent fills the hut.

"Here, your favorite crucian carp soup."

Smelling the familiar aroma, Han Fei was slightly stunned, her expression became extremely complicated in an instant, and she said softly: "So you still remember ......"

"How can you forget it?" ”

“……”

Han Fei stopped talking, nor did he reach out to touch the bowl of crucian carp soup, but silently lowered his head and continued to look at the bamboo slips in his hand.

Her gaze deliberately avoided Li's figure, and even the corner of her eye fell on the pile of bamboo slips, ignoring the separation behind the bamboo slips.

Unexpectedly, Han Fei didn't hear Li's voice continue to sound, and the room fell silent again.

It's just that there are some soft voices that keep ringing.

It seems to be a breath of separation, but a little heavier than that.

It's like a gentle wind, but it's a little lighter than that.

The sound never stopped.

Han Fei deliberately didn't care, but after all, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and pretended to raise his head inadvertently.

Away from the soft exhale.

She seemed to want to blow the steaming bowl of crucian carp soup a little cooler.

In an instant, a gentle voice seemed to sound in Han Fei's ears, although it was illusory, it was extremely real.

It's too hot, it's going to burn.

Many years ago, there was a gentle girl who said to Han Fei so seriously.

And then.

The girl in my memory grew up in an instant, raised her head in reality, and looked at Han Fei with a smile.

"It's too hot, it's going to burn."