"First meeting, Night Raven."

Fang Ran's eyes, which were originally floating around, suddenly froze, and slowly widened.

His expression was frozen, and his breath was slightly suffocated.

The young man, who was a little restrained just now and had an embarrassed look on his face, trying to make the atmosphere relax, suddenly froze, as if he had been frozen.

The mask fell from his face.

First meeting, Night Raven.

A completely unexpected salutation sounded from the mouths of the first meeting.

The thoughts in my heart were like weeds in an instant, and the madness began to spread!

...

Wait, calm down, don't panic, Fang Ran.

Let's think about why she knows where she showed her feet?

No way.

Could it be that Shui Lianxin told her?

No, there is no way that girl is lying.

Was that her fault, or did she find out about her communication with Veronica that day?

No, it can't be, Fissell's exclusive communications shouldn't be so easy to expose.

No, no, she shouldn't have thought about that, she already knew it, knew she was a night crow.

Remedy... No, it can't be helped...

But Sister Sheng doesn't seem to know, does it mean that Midnight knows?

So now should I be...

What is her attitude?

Could it be a move against Ling?

Do you want to run away now?

No, it's impossible, let's not talk about the ability level of this unfathomable 'big man' in front of him,

Sister Sheng is still outside...

So do it yourself now...?

No, she's the grandmother of Shui Lianxin, and her status may be midnight...

So your own ability to...

...

....

After hearing the name of the night crow from the other party, his eyes widened slightly, and all these various thoughts spread in his mind.

And the sunlight disappeared at this moment, and the last dusk sank to the ground.

Symbolizing that the time of the day seems to run out at this moment, the dim shadows form a line that advances over the earth as the daylight fades, dividing the bright and the dim.

Over mountains, rivers, manors, villas...

Finally, the auditorium-like garden where the two of them were located was draped in a dull purple evening color.

The side face of the young man who stood in silence was plated, and his expressionless face was dimly lit and his eyes could not be seen clearly.

The young man who had been young a moment ago stood silently at the moment.

"I've always wanted to see you, Night Raven."

Shui Linlang sat on the edge of the garden balcony, looking at Fang Ran standing at the door at the other end, and opened his mouth with a smile.

There was no answer, but it seemed to be expected by her.

But she didn't seem to care, but continued to tilt her head with a smile on her face and said:

"It's nowhere near as good as the one you know, but I've lived for a long time."

The young man standing in the darkest part of the garden didn't reply, didn't even move, but Shui Linlang didn't care at all, and narrated with a reminiscent tone.

"I was born in a small palace in decline at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and my surname was still Wanyan at that time."

The silent young man's eyes twitched when he calmed down, not knowing if it was because of the other party's shocked origin or because he knew someone's tone.

Shui Linlang had her unchanged smile on her face, and her slightly nostalgic gaze was long:

"I watched the collapse of the Qing Dynasty, the decline of the Aixinjue Luo clan, the rise of the Xinhai Revolution, and the founding of the People's Republic of China, it stands to reason that I am a little older than the one next to you."

She knew that Ling existed.

His eyes were calmly lowered in gloom, and he thought of this fact in his heart.

But I don't know if it's because of the other party's self-reported tone of telling shocking facts, I don't know what I'm thinking, his right hand is slightly folded.

"In the long time I've been a participant, I've seen a lot of people, and the mechanism of the night battle selection is really harsh, and almost every participant is resolutely taking a crucial step in that awakening scene with some unknown determination."

Shui Linlang looked at his black teacup, which reflected the lilac glow of the evening sky.

"Except for you, the Primordial."

Then his eyes flickered, he looked at Fang Ran again, and the words in his mouth spoke softly.

"Almost every primordial person I know of is taking the risk of a considerable crisis in the initial stages."

Shui Linlang's gaze was contemplative and mysterious, and a smile disappeared from her face.

But just without that smile, her temperament began to change completely.

The first impression of luxury and serenity was gone, and at this moment she stared at the silent youth, calm and mysterious, making it impossible to know what she was thinking.

"Because, you are not chosen, but you are involved, you are affected, you are random, although you have the ability at the beginning, but you have not experienced the awakening scene, which can be called a necessary determination."

She stretched out her hand, and the blue light lingered between her fingers, outlining and intertwining into a water mirror-like picture.

In a hazy but clear mirror, the young man runs through the night in a deserted city, chasing the terrifying zombies behind him.

"It really makes me want to sigh, Fang Ran, you are really smart, that kind of situation of being randomly involved in the scene, you seem to vaguely feel that even if you are caught up, you will not really die."

Shui Linlang's eyes radiated a certain brilliance that was the same as that of her hands, which was clearly visible in this increasingly quiet and dim garden.

"So what you looked like back then was nowhere near as real as it seems now."

On the mist screen, the young man who was being chased gritted his teeth and shouted for help, and looked back at the chasing soldiers behind him from time to time.

Shui Linlang stared at Fang Ran tightly, but what he was thinking about was not this thing that he had guessed that he was vaguely aware of at that time, but in that situation, he still chose to 'save' Yesheng.

Is this the certainty of killing the monster, or is it pure compassion?

Hearing this, the young man, who had been silent since she said the name of the Night Raven, finally raised his head, his eyes in the shadows staring at the mist mirror.

She even knew what was awakened in her own scene.

"So, Primordial One, Fang Ran, your reason for participating in the Night Battle..."

The phantom blue light shone in her eyes, and she looked at the silent young man in front of her and asked:

"What is it?"

For the first time, someone asked themselves this question.

The young man's right hand slowly clenched, staring at the silent mirror of the mist, emerging from the invisible space, and having gained power.

Indeed, compared to the participants of the normal awakening who have figured it out, the primordial beings have not experienced the awakening scene that requires making up their minds and recognizing their purpose.

And this is especially obvious in Fang Ran.

"A lot of things are not what you want to do, and a lot of things are something you get involved in."

Shui Linlang's voice sounded softly and distantly in his ears, she propped up her cheeks, in the cool night breeze of the evening,

I don't know when her appearance has changed back to when she was young, and the peerless elegance has awakened in her, perhaps....

Is this what she really looks like?

"Whether it's the Linfu neighborhood that night, or the night pearl in the Pacific Ocean, or the concert in Los Angeles, or the scene you experienced before..."

The phantom blue light between her fingers still hadn't dissipated, and as she swayed softly, new mist mirrors formed.

In the evening garden at the beginning of night, the white curtains are gently blown by the evening breeze in the elegant rooms like an auditorium.

The backmarket street of the demon dwarf, the post-apocalyptic city of disaster and despair, the stormy night of the luxury cruise ship, the night sky of the capital with bright light....

One scene after another appeared in the mirror image of the mist, and the courtyard was gradually filled with these, surrounding the young man who was still standing in place, with no expression on his face and a calm silence.

Let the bright, dim line move down from his eyes.

Seeing the scenes he had experienced appear in front of his eyes, he suddenly felt a feeling of being watched in his heart, as if all his actions and every move were under the eyes of the other party.

This feeling of all the secrets being peeled off and exposed,

It was as if everything was known to her,

The most disgusting thing is the feeling of everything I do, as if it was arranged in advance.

He clenched his palms hard, and his eyes couldn't see the calm and low of joy and anger.

"None of them were actively chosen by you, you were just passively involved, but this is not possible, is it?"

Shui Linlang withdrew her hand, sighed softly, and looked at the young man opposite, who was still a child to her.

"It's that incident from the past that affected you too deeply..."

Does she know about the past...

When he heard this, his eyes finally widened slowly, and looking at Fang Ran's water, his blue eyes were filled with sadness and distress for some reason.

"Or are you going to wear that grinning, pretending to be harmless mask until the next person in danger before your eyes appears, and you won't be willing to use your powers?"

Two sides of mist appeared not far in front of Fang Ran, and on one screen, Xia Yao was hit by a sniper rifle, and a big blood flower bloomed on her white dress.

In another picture, he is holding Si Ai's dead body, hoarse and crazy.

The broken Night Raven began to kill all the other people in that scene one by one!

The ones I least want to think about...

At this moment, it was as if the wound had been opened, and it was bloody.

"You..."

There was a crackling sound!

Dazzling electric flashes!

A bolt of lightning snaked out, dissipating all the mist mirrors in the garden!

Whistling through the edge of Shui Linlang's hair, interrupting her words just now!

Bake the water dry, scorching the air and shoot out of the balcony!

And she looked at the young man who stood in the dim shadows, raised his calm eyes, and finally looked directly at her.

The line dividing light from the dimness had crossed his face.

There was sparks dancing in his eyes, and on the silver broken dragon teeth held by his raised hand, there was still a cyan electric light of thunder and lightning beating.

Shui Linlang was slightly surprised, but he was not surprised by the fact that he was angry and chose to do it because of his actions, but the illusion of water mist that he dissipated.

"The power of Huaxia Daoshu...?"

She opened her mouth in surprise, looking at her burnt hair.

If so, it is true that you can dispel your own mist with the toughest thunder in the exorcism.

Fang Ran stared at Shui Linlang, who obviously looked young in front of her, but because of her temperament, she still felt like that.

The look in his pupils was diametrically opposite to his usual, as if it was the irritation of those things he didn't want to remember being forcibly seen.

But he remained calm and gritted his teeth desperately to calm himself down.

Calm down, Fang Ran.

Then, slowly, he watched her speak softly to himself, throwing away all his usual panic about women.

It's just that the voice is slightly cold, cold to calm, cold to resolute, and the electric light on the raised silver broken dragon tooth has not dissipated.

"I thought that the participants of the ability to foresee knew everything."

The blue color in Shui Linlang's eyes swayed for a moment, and then a smile appeared on her face again.

Her young appearance at the moment, with this smile, is really peerless.

The blue light condensed in the pupils of Shui Linlang's eyes, looking at the young man in front of her who could be suddenly exposed by herself, and still calmly and quickly guessed who she was, she chuckled:

"Looks like the Night Angel has told you about me."

Knowing the existence of Ling, knowing the existence of the witch, knowing the identity of the night crow, knowing the scene he has experienced, and knowing his past experience.

Retrieving and going through all his memories, Fang Ran found the only sentence that he had heard from Ling's mouth.

'In the territory of China, there seem to be participants with divination and prediction ability. ’

Is that the person?

Water-to-heart's grandmother?

Participants in the ability to foresee?

Looking at the water in front of him, sitting at the other end of the garden, Fang Ran held the silver broken dragon tooth, and as the light disappeared, the dim dividing line went down more and more.

"That's all you have to say?"

At this moment, he took off his mask, and with the same voice, Fang Ran seemed to be talking to someone else.

If she knew all this, and all her cover-ups were in vain, then sure enough....

"Nope."

Shui Linlang shook her head with a smile, the brilliance in her eyes was still mysterious and unpredictable, she was silent for a moment,

"What I want to say is about...."

Then he looked at Fang Ran and said softly:

"Your heart and your infinite magical power."

The light faded, the dividing line covered the whole body, the calm eyes rippled, and the figure completely stood in the gloom of the garden and whispered in the heart of the silent young man.

Sure enough, she knew.