"Why don't you stay in the capital for a few more days?"

The watery rooftop garden is still the same auditorium-like room, and the night breeze blows through the open windows and the white curtains hanging from the high ceilings.

Shui Linlang looked at the middle-aged figure in a long robe, and the simple and heavy back was walking towards the magic circle of the mist that the young man had refused, and even if he heard her retention, the figure of Yongtu only paused slightly.

"No need, tonight's over, and I should return to the shrine."

"Don't you see Uncle Qingyu again, you shouldn't have seen each other for a long time, there should be a lot to talk about, he's in the night game now."

Shui Linlang said with a smile, looking at the silent figure of the mediocre earth, and thought with some nostalgia,

Even though many years have passed, this figure of the predecessor who has always sheltered himself and others from the wind and rain has not changed.

Hearing a certain name, Yongtu was silent for a moment, and then slowly shook his head, and his voice was still as thick as an ancient bell:

"That's it, he found his offspring, and he should be doing well, so I won't bother him."

After saying this, Yongtu stopped, turned his head to look at Shui Linlang, looked into her eyes, and then slowly spoke:

"Linlang, do you know?"

"Know what?"

Shui Linlang lowered her head and smiled at her elder, Yongtu also looked at her, still the same as back then, he couldn't guess what this eccentric girl was thinking, so he simply spoke directly.

"Arakawa he's dead, and I couldn't stop the boy."

Shui Linlang's eyes paused for a second, and then lowered her head and whispered:

"yes, that's right."

"I don't know how he managed to do that at that moment when he ran out of oil and ran out of fuel according to your prediction, but you were right, I felt a tremendous amount of power from that young man's body,"

Yongtu turned around and stopped looking at her, he knew the grievances and entanglements of his juniors, but he couldn't interject, just continued to say slowly:

"After tonight, the backwater will no longer exist, but tonight, whether it is the purpose of the association executive and the number of the first twenty A-class models, or the advance of the S-class night weapon scene, it will set off a huge storm in the night battle world, and the night war world will no longer be peaceful...."

"And in the face of these, the position he chooses in the future may not only determine his own ....."

"Sure enough... Do you think so too, Uncle Yongtu..."

Shui Linlang lowered his eyes and whispered, then looked up at the door, before the start of the grand night tonight, there was a young man wearing his disguised mask, smiling to himself.

-'So, I'm not going to be a night watchman'-

-‘... I'm so sorry you're late...'-

"It's so confusing...."

Shui Linlang didn't know what he was thinking, he sighed and muttered to himself, while Yongtu didn't continue to say more, he walked towards the teleportation circle back to the shrine, seemingly calm...

But in fact, in the Forbidden Room, the pitch-black boy gave him a considerable shock.

In those boiling black eyes, even if he was unwilling and reluctant, he desperately made a decision, he should have guessed that Arakawa and Midnight had a lot to do with each other, but he ignored his concessions, noisy and manic,

Without any scruples about anyone's existence, including his own existence, he was merciless, carried out his will, and killed Arakawa with all his means,

That determination makes Yongtu unforgettable.

"I'm not interested in your past with Midnight,"

"I don't want to know what the hell you're doing tonight,"

The second when the transmitted mist flooded his vision, Yongtu seemed to see the Forbidden Forbidden Room again, the pitch-black figure dragging the wide burning pitch-black clothes, the boiling black eyes suppressed his anger, and clenched the silver dragon tooth sword in his hand,

"I don't even care if you're colluding with an association or a numbered monster..."

"I don't care about any of this, and I don't want to care, what happens in the world of night battles has nothing to do with me."

"But..."

His voice was cold and indifferent hostile to everyone present, and his dark eyes were raised, and he was facing Arakawa, or maybe to himself, or like a hoarse warning to the entire night battle world:

"If your plan interferes with my life and affects the people I care about..."

"You're on the opposite side of me."