Breathing, stopped.

There was a holy light that peeked through the cracks in the silver coat, and it was particularly dazzling on the surface of the mist-shrouded lake.

Although I didn't want to admit such a fact, everyone, including Kazama Kikiha, both men and women, young and old, stared wide-eyed at the silver coat that had slipped down, inside.

Then, falling off, the silver coat that had been so expected, like a veil covering the face of a mysterious woman, was suddenly unveiled, revealing a peerless face.

Like a butterfly breaking through a cocoon, it gently spreads its wings, and the light dissipates, leaving only black and white.

The two-tone costume of left white and right black is just right against the flame-like gold of the left eye, and the blood-like red of the right eye, the bow and butterfly tail, the off-the-shoulder and shoulder pads, the slit skirt and the snow-white slender legs, the completely asymmetrical style, in a singular balance, blends into one.

Finally, it gently emerges on the perfect body of the blonde girl, like a famous painting, framed.

"Hmm...... It turned out to be such a style. What a surprise. Although there was a tone of surprise in his voice, it was obviously much better than the rest of the stunned people, and he grabbed the silver coat that had slipped down, and threw it above Kazama's head with a flicker.

The silver coat spread out, and along with a few cherry blossom petals, it fluttered down and draped over Kazama's body without mistake.

"......" Huer, who had just had time to show a little annoyance because of his behavior, seemed to have noticed a change in himself, and looked at the reflection in the water through the mirror-like lake. The puppy, who was held on his chest, opened his eyes sleepily, and then continued to fall asleep.

"This is an uncle's unique learning, do you want to learn it?" Grim grinned as she looked at Huer's clothes and smirked.

"The people who are with the perverted uncle, sure enough, there is only the perverted old man." He'er, who came back to her senses, snorted and began to show the essence of her poisonous tongue.

"Change...... Change, perverted old man? As if shocked, he took a half-step back.

"It seems that you have learned a lot of 'useful' things unexpectedly without me all these years?" A faint voice appeared in Yan's ears with a smile, "Is it specially used to please those young and beautiful girls?" ”

Yan smiled awkwardly and looked back helplessly.

"Hey...... Can't you just make me a little bit of a man's mystery? Stretching out his palm with the strange ring, he shook it at the graceful woman in front of him who was condensed by milky white light, "The last time I went to Wangui Mania, his crepe brother gave it to me. It is said that it is possible to create the most suitable costume for each individual by using the surrounding particles according to the size of the living organism. ”

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Well, I trust you." The woman with the light condensed smiled happily, turned around and swept around Kazama and the others, "So, let's get started." ”

As soon as the words fell, the ancient tree, known as "five centimeters per second", suddenly grew countless translucent white leaves from its thousands of branches that were originally only decorated with cherry blossoms, and sprinkled the entire ancient tree with a soft light.

The light is like substance, warm, and penetrates into the heart and spleen.

Countless points of light began to rise from the surface of the ice-blue lake, which shimmered slightly, and continued to penetrate the mist, gradually drifting towards "five centimeters per second".

However, there was no magic array, and there was no spiral portal, and Kazama looked around, at a loss.

"Close your eyes, turn off your hearing, ignore your sense of touch, and then calm your mind, downplay yourself, and imagine that your physical body does not actually exist, and everything in heaven and earth is your own ......" said solemnly.

Although disappointed that he didn't see an imaginary portal or a wormhole, Kazama honestly followed what he said, and after putting on the silver-white coat draped over his shoulders, he stood still and entered a state of self-hypnosis without moving.

The light faded; The sounds, too, faded away, and the senses, one by one, were methodically shut down.

A petal fell from the sky and touched Kazama's forehead, and in an instant, like ice and snow melting, it spilled into his skin.

There was an ethereal and crisp voice sounding from the bottom of my heart, faint, as if whispering.

"The eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the mouth, and the mouth looks at the heart. The two-eyed emperor is at peace with his heart. Nothing for me, nothing for me, and everything is for me ......"

The whisper became clear little by little, and then wandered upward, gradually entwining Kazama's mind, more and more, denser and denser, and finally, turned into a cocoon......

Around the ancient tree, only the woman who was condensed by the light was awake, and the other four, including the little puppy in He'er's arms, also seemed to fall into a deep sleep together.

With his eyes closed, he stood quietly, like a lifelike sculpture.

The pink petals of the cherry blossoms, one by one, fell off the ancient tree, and then passed through the stream of light that flew towards the ancient tree, and floated backwards towards the four people and one dog, until, gently touching them, then dissolving, turning into pink light, and infiltrating them.

As more and more pink light entered the bodies of the four people, their bodies also began to glow with a faint pink light, getting brighter and brighter. Finally, at a certain moment, it seemed that the accumulation of light had reached a threshold, and Qianqian, who was originally standing still, suddenly burst out of a strong light towards the surroundings, and then collapsed, turning into countless points of light, merging into the light point stream composed of the points of light rising on the surface of the lake, and gradually drifting towards the "speed of five centimeters per second".

Next, there is Nana.

Then, Huer, and the puppy, one by one, turned into countless points of light, converging towards "five centimeters per second", and finally, together with the stream of light, disappeared like the surface of the ancient tree trunk.

Heaven and earth, white and vast, chaotic, Kazama Yangyu can no longer feel the intuition from his body, he can't see, he can't hear, he can't smell, he can't touch, but his sense of the things around him has become extremely clear. He could feel Qianqian's figure slowly sweeping towards the ancient tree, the faint sadness in Nana's heart, He'er's heart still throbbing wildly, the lightness of the petals flying in the air, and the ripples accidentally made by the sunset dance...... Everything seems to have become a part of itself, without any disobedience, as if it had been like this since a long time ago.

Then he began to walk towards the old tree, without any calling, without any reason, as if instinct, as if he were tired, and returned to the place where he was called home.

"Boom!"

With a flash of bright light, countless small points of light burst out from the place where Kazama Yang Yu was, and then, merging into the mighty stream of light, drifting towards the ancient tree.

"Smack!"

The light dissipated, and an old book fell from where Kazama Takeha had been, and then, a silver-white suit slowly fell......

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When everything calmed down again, the strange points of light rising from the surface of the lake began to gradually decrease.

"You, are you alright?" Yan stood beside the woman who had been condensed by the light, and there was a look of concern on her face that had recovered her heroic strength.

"It's okay, it's just that the two new kids, it seems that it takes a lot of effort to teleport?" The woman shook her head slightly, and her cheeks, composed of light, became a little more transparent.

"The summoning of the Guardian this time is indeed very unusual, such a strong life imprint, even in the records of the classics of the past dynasties, it seems that it has never been seen." Yan shook his head and said thoughtfully, "Also, the little girl he brought back this time is very strange......"

"The little girl?"

"Actually, I didn't realize it at first, it just looks like a little girl who looks as beautiful as you did when you were young." She turned her head and smiled at the translucent face that was close by, "It was only when I approached her just now that I realized that she wasn't breathing......"

Just to complain about the flattery that could not be traced, the woman who was condensed into light opened her mouth slightly, but when the words reached her throat, she was swallowed stiffly.

"She, too, like me?"

"Perhaps." Yan shook his head regretfully and looked at Xiwu, "You can send someone to send his clothes and books." After the other party picked up the silver-white suit and books and walked away quickly, he turned around and looked into the distance, "But I always feel that it is a little different......

Looking at the stunned woman in front of her, she suddenly raised her palm wearing the strange ring and shook it, "Anyway, this, do you want to try it?" ”

"If only you could have said such a thing before," ...... woman who came to her senses sneered.

"If only I could have realized it before......"

The gradually decreasing points of light finally dissipated completely, and a faint mist rose from the calm surface of the lake.

Only two figures remained, snuggled up and standing in the haze.

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Kazama felt that his consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, more and more blurred, and finally, at a certain moment, even his own existence was no longer clear.

Who am I? What is this place?

"Your name, for the guardian, your life, only for the sake of the sky, here, at this time, this reason. This is the land of waiting for you for a thousand years......"

The voice, coming slowly, has a familiar, familiar taste.

The light, pouring down from the top of the head, broke through the original endless white.

In the torn blazing white, all things began to be born.

Flying stones, walking trees, weeping grass, singing fish......

Kazama felt like he was flying again, but it wasn't a condescending overlook, but instead, between heaven and earth, he became one with all things in heaven and earth, and then swam to his heart's content.

They are themselves, they are themselves, there is no constraint of form, only divine consciousness, through thousands of mountains and rivers, through the world, flying towards a set goal.

Closer, closer, where intuition leads. The end of my own wandering.

Fierce flames, heavy dust, light breezes, clear springs.

Four different colors, four different sensations.

The floating island is lined with countless modern buildings, and strange flying machines shuttle through the horizon, flowing smoothly and freely.

"This is the Eden of the East?" Kazama muttered, feeling like he was in some futuristic city, not some strange place of teaching in the same world as the elves.

Suddenly, when a beam of white light appeared in front of Kazama Yangyu, his divine consciousness seemed to be summoned, and the strong attraction made him accelerate in an instant, rushing straight towards the light source point of the white light.

"Ahh

Shouting loudly, without grace, Kazama appeared in the middle of a square with feathers tumbling.

Looking back, the familiar aqua green dress, moon-white gothic costume, and eye-catching black and white costumes all come into view.

"Whew-" Kazama breathed a sigh of relief, just about to say something, and then, he noticed that something was wrong.

Everyone, both men and women, looked at him in unison, like a monster, with a gaze.

Kazama was stunned, then lowered his head.

In the sun, the skin is still white, shining with a faint halo.

Body, nothing, nothing?!

In my ears, Heer's scream was heard, "Pervert! ”

"Smack!"

On the face, there was a hot pain, a feeling of déjà vu.