In the end of the northern underworld, there is no light in the deep sea.

Long breathing is slow, weak, and paused.

After a long time of not breathing, the fluctuations of the sea water were almost imperceptible, and in the darkness, a qiē was far away.

There are elves on the top of the southern yarn, and they can transmit light through language, and they can also transform into streamers for thousands of miles.

In the dark water, there are waves and lights converging, gathering more and more at the bottom of the deep sea, condensing and converging. The elves seem to have countless streamers in their appearances, their ears are like jade, their silver-white hair is sprinkled, even if they are just shapeshifting, they are flowing in the seawater, so beautiful that they can't hold their breath and dare not look directly.

"Huh?" The deep sea, which has been silent for thousands of years, has its first sound. If you have heard the sound of rain falling, you will understand how intoxicating this tone is, with the power of nature, it can be gentle, fresh, and straight into people's hearts, like the voice of the origin of the world.

Black, boundless black. There is seawater, but the water is barely moving, and there are no fish.

The long breath came slowly, without ups and downs, like the breath of the ocean.

"Anyone?" Qingruo asked softly, her verdant fingertips picked up her silver-white hair, and the shape of the illusion could not move her position again, but she could see and hear.

After asking this sentence, she seemed to be amused by herself, and her clear laughter spread far away in the waves, followed by her subtle little annoyance, "I asked the wrong question, is there anyone?" ”

How could it be someone? She was annoyed with herself.

There was no answer.

After a long time, the sea calmed down for a long time, and then there was a long, slow breath.

The ocean, sea creatures, and elves are all the darlings of nature, and there are inextricable links between them.

The sea was under her illusion, her long hair hung down in the black sea, shining, and the waves carried the light waves farther and farther.

There was no sound to answer, the elven voice was light and could attract the spirit, Qingruo sang, the soft tone, the gentle tone, the black sea felt the joy, fluctuating around her like a caress, as if rubbing the right beat together.

"Yikes! Jingling asked me to accompany her to collect flower spirits, and I had to go back. ”

She stood up in a hurry, the phantom figure gradually dissipated in the waves, the figure gradually became transparent, and suddenly remembered something, smiling brightly and dazzlingly, and the stars around her spread from her smile to the waves, "Goodbye ~ friends who don't talk ~"

She's gone.

The sea calmed down, and after a long time, a long slow breath came.

Dark, dark. Endless darkness, not knowing the next light, in what light years.

The light waves converge and transform, and the skirt on the beautiful energy body is condensed by streamers, and the color of the streamer can change according to its preferences, and the dark waves ripple with boundless light. It looks like a tiny fish pouring into the sea, cheerful and gentle.

"Hello. I'm here again~" It's still yesterday's position, this time Qingruo didn't wait for an answer, sat down directly, and volleyed into the sea.

"Ah~ I don't know where you are? It would have been nice to be closer to you yesterday. "The elves are psychic and transmit light, and there are also limitations, such a range of positions can only be used once, unless you leave your own mark, otherwise the second time is far away.

The light and gentle tone is not yesterday's song, but it is just as good.

The sea lingered around her, and there were tiny lines in the waves, which were invisible to the naked eye, and only those who had a soul with the heart of the ocean could see them, and they jumped out of the waves, circled around the city, and jumped on her transfiguration hair, the silky smooth hair, and the round coils rolled straight down.

She was amused, the "haha~" song was interrupted, her laughter was happy and wanton, not delicate or pretentious.

It's really, so good that it makes people yearn for happiness.

The boundless deep sea, with no time and no boundaries, her song gradually ended, and the long breath in the deep sea came a few times, and the waves of the waves were cheerful because of her beautiful songs.

It's time to get up and say goodbye again.

"Friends who don't speak, I'm leaving, I'm going to go with them today to find a happy spirit for the Elven Mother Tree."

The sparkling figure gradually disappeared, "I'll come to see you tomorrow~Goodbye~"

Happy, gentle promise, really, elf.

It seems that there is a time distinction and boundary, she comes every day, every time she says hello, every time she says goodbye.

The singing is more and more and seems to be very nice from the beginning.

This black ocean, like her.

As soon as her transfiguration light wave appeared, the sea water had come quickly, and the sparkling glass threads inside converged into a palm-sized little fat doll, holding hands and bouncing in circles in the position where she often transformed, waiting for welcome.

"I'm here~" She appeared, the figure had just half transformed, and the little ones who couldn't wait had already jumped all over her, she condensed and gathered, streamer, and the little fat dolls jumped up and slid down, still happy to do it, making her laugh, the green jade fingers plucked their chubby bodies, and the light waves spread out of her fingertips, and they also overflowed from the waves.

There were fluctuations in the depths of the sea, and the movement was very large, and the figure of the little fat doll condensed by the waves and rays was unstable, and they dispersed one by one, and they were made of waves, and it seemed that she was quite aggrieved when she looked at her.

She smiled soothingly and gently, the sea rising stronger and stronger, her long silver hair fluttering behind her, and the hem of her skirt rising high and backwards.

Her transfiguration figure closed her eyes slightly, and the sea waves seemed to bring a lot of wind and waves.

In the depths of the sea, a pair of huge eyes opened.

Huge.

Each eye was the size of her four bodies.

Huge blood-red eyes.

Calm and waveless, open in the sea of black holes, like a huge monster, awakened after sleeping.

She was a little frightened, her mouth opened wide, her eyes were far away, but they were far away, looking at her like this, there was only a swarthy sea in the middle.

Scary indeed.

The waves seemed to reflect her pounding heartbeat.

Blinked, beckoned, "Hi~"

Suddenly laughing, bright as the sun shining on the earth in March, the earth that has experienced the cold winter is suddenly shaken by such warmth that it may faint at any time.

"Friend who doesn't speak, is that you?"

She tilted her head, expectant, and friendly.

The huge bloody eyes were unwavering, looking at her, as calm as an ornament made of two pieces of jade, without emotion, without fluctuations.

Qingruo smashed his mouth, smiling well-behaved and cute, "It's okay if you don't speak, haha, hello, I'm Qingruo, I'm glad to meet you~"

Then there is no answer.

She sat down again, and the sea that fluctuated greatly because of her eyes gradually calmed down, and the lines in the sea condensed into the chubby little ones before, they were timid, shrunk their chubby little bodies and hid in front of Qingruo's hair, between the hems of their clothes, and their bodies were telling Qingruo, how terrible the guys with these eyes were.

Qing Ruo gently caressed them and soothed, and sang in front of the big blood-red eyes.

With her eyes gently closed, she followed the beat, her body slowly shaking.

The chubby little ones were soothed and ran to her sparkling lap to sit, their little round heads shaking their heads to her beat.

It's not a light song, but it's gentle, it's warm, like a soft spring breeze.

The deep sea, with warmth, comes from the spring breeze.

"Hmm~ I'm going back again, Dad is going out today, I have to go back to see my younger siblings."

The little chubby dolls pulled the hem of her clothes, she stood up, they fell on it, full of reluctance, streamers, they only held for a while, all rolled down, the sea water is them, but she still reached out and opened her palm to catch it gently, as if she broke this group of little guys.

Waving at the big blood-colored eyes, "I'll come back tomorrow to play with you." ”

Spring, summer, fall, winter.

Blood-colored eyes and long breathing, together with the elves waiting in the deep sea, each day comes.

She said she was going to the valley tomorrow and would not come until the day after tomorrow.

The waves surged, even bigger than before, and seemed to carry the momentum of a tsunami and strong wind, and her figure was almost unstable.

"Qing, if." In the deep sea.

It seemed to come from thousands of light years away, and there was a voice, staring at the low, hoarse of the ocean, and after stretching for thousands of miles, it finally reached her ears.

In the depths of the sea, he spoke.

Qingruo looked over in surprise, he opened his mouth to speak, the waves in the sea have been turbulent, her phantom figure has been unstable, as the waves have been pulling, the voice is also shaky and shaky.

"You spoke~ Yes, yes. I'm Qingruo. ”

"Qingruo." He called out to her again, this time clearer and more skillful than the last. It's as if I've shouted thousands of times in my heart.

Qingruo laughed and nodded, and the swaying figure refracted colorful light in the dark ocean, and a small rainbow appeared everywhere. Her long silver hair fluttered behind her, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of bright smiles.

"Well, I'm here."

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Clear, if.

Qingruo.

- [Black Box]