Midnight at half past eleven.

Ginza.

Yang Tian drank the last tea in the teacup, stood up and stretched.

It's almost time.

I just don't know if I'm lucky enough to meet the legendary new generation of Drawing Daozhai today.

Yang Tian tidied up the long black windbreaker on his body, and took out the two silver pistols specially made by Zeng Jingheng, blood sonata.

Gently wiping it with a handkerchief, Yang Tian took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked out.

The hustle and bustle on the street outside finally quieted down a little, and Yang Tian walked according to the place where the new generation of Dao Zhai appeared the most as provided in the information.

Ginza backstreet.

A gold cave with thousands of bars and nightclubs.

However, Yang Tian was not in the mood to go in and have a play, he walked along the road in the middle of the night, while silently counting his steps in his heart.

He was adjusting to the state before the battle, and the blood in his whole body was in a boiling state that could explode at any time, and could be added to the blood sonata as the most powerful ammunition.

The thousandth and fifth step.

Yang Tian took a deep breath, the winter night was already extremely cold.

The goal has not yet appeared.

One more step.

One thousand and six steps.

"Didi-" The phone rang suddenly.

Yang Tian frowned and picked it up.

"Hey." It was Shen Yi's voice.

Yang Tian instinctively felt bad.

"Yang Tian, your sister...... It's gone. He said.

Yang Tian had already adjusted to a turbulent state of mind, and there were ripples in an instant.

Shallow......

He frowned, trying to say something.

But in front of him, in the misty night, a figure with a knife loomed.

Draw the knife and fast.

Come!

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Twelve o'clock sharp.

Ikebukuro West Exit Park.

In front of the wishing tree, I believe that the goddess of the wishing tree will come at twelve o'clock, and the couples who fulfill the wishes of the people under the tree finally can't withstand the cold of the cold night and begin to go towards the surrounding love hotels.

Gradually, under the tree, next to the dim light, there were only two people left, Ah He and Asai City.

Because of the coldness of the cold night, and because of some inexplicable tacit understanding that flowed before.

The two men leaned together, sat on the bench, and quietly looked at the tree.

"Now, Ahe-kun, you say...... Will there really be a wishing tree goddess? Asai City's eyes were hazy, and he seemed to be a little sleepy.

"Well...... Possibly. Ah He was in a trance, he didn't know what he was doing now.

Close to a girl who has only known each other for a few days.

Keep each other warm.

Well, just keep warm.

Nothing else.

Thinking of this, Ah He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, he turned his head and glanced at the girl beside him.

Her side face is in the dim light, and there is a kind of heart-warming beauty.

"Ah Shi ......" almost couldn't help it, and he subconsciously pronounced her name.

"Huh?" Ah Shi turned his head, looked at Ah He, and laughed, the slight sleepiness disappeared, and there was only a little joy of surprise.

Ah, he's called his name.

Ahe, will we keep each other warm like this all the time?

"Ahh Ah Shi suddenly became excited, stretched out his pink fingers, and pointed behind Ah He.

There, a faint light emanated.

"Yes......"

Is it the Wishing Tree Goddess?

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"Will it snow tonight?"

Under Tokyo Tower.

The three people left behind did not go to bed early.

They sat around and drank hot tea in the warm room.

Not far from the window is Tokyo Tower in the dark night.

All kinds of faint but full of zài light flickered on its body, which seemed quiet and serene.

"I always think it's going to snow tonight." The wind blew the steaming teacups, and glanced at the night outside, which seemed extremely empty.

In my memory, it always snowed on nights like this.

It's always nights like this, and something strange happens.

Kindness.

Come to think of it, that night was also like this.

"Aren't you worried at all?" Feng Xue turned his head and looked at the magical blind boy who was quietly carving the jade in his hand.

I think he's too relieved.

His companions were all running around in the cold nights outside, and they might have been in terrible danger.

However, he can still sit here and carve the seal, which requires a great deal of mental and mental effort.

It seems that what he should care about is the seal carving itself.

"I'm sure they can." There was no need for a translator in Fuji Yi, Li Wei heard the meaning of Feng Xia's words, shook his head, and blew the newly accumulated stone chips.

And the two clothes are also out of their minds at this time.

She didn't seem to hear the two of them talking, and after the sentence Will it snow tonight, she entered a kind of empty realm without self and nothing.

The room was quiet again, only the heat of the tea was rising.

"It's going to snow." Fuji Yayi said suddenly.

At the same time, on the Tokyo Tower not far away, there seemed to be a flash of someone's figure on the top of the spire.

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The rusty fence made a creaking and unpleasant sound.

The dead branches that have withered their leaves in the winter have a hideous sense of shadows in the dark night.

It was as if some monster was watching, and only by hiding in that only church would it be sheltered.

The mustache pushed open the rusty gate of the fence and walked slowly to the bottom of the old Gothic church.

He pushed the door open, and there was no light in it.

Only a deep chill came out.

"Come in." He beckoned to Zeng Jingheng and them.

It's like a demon that seduces mortals to fall.

But mortals have no way to resist but follow his will and step forward.

Zeng Jingheng followed.

Step into the church.

As soon as I entered, a cold air rushed from my feet to the top of my head.

There is no light in the church.

Zeng Jingheng could only feel the chill of those accumulations that were actually remnants of Dakrness, and tried to make himself able to see clearly.

Luckily, there are windows inside.

The moonlight outside is a little bright today.

It allows people who enter the church to see clearly after adapting to the changes in light and darkness.

First of all, there are no rows of seats unlike other churches.

Then, in the depths of the very center of the church, the statue of the Crucifixion is erected alof.

That doesn't seem to make a difference.

It's just vaguely, Zeng Jingheng feels that the face of Jesus is alive?

Thinking like this, he looked up, only to find that outside, under the bright moonlight, there was white falling.

Is it snowing?

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