"Light strings, light strings?"

Someone seems to be calling themselves......

It was darkness in front of me, and I could hear others calling for me......

Is this a dream? Is it unreal?

"Light Strings, Light Strings......"

Slowly, my eyes opened, and in my sight, it was daylight......

What caught my eye was a beautiful face, with neat black hair hanging down, and colorful eyes revealing a slight worry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmm...... Star pupils? ”

Light String drooped his eyes to look left and right, here were forests of dead wood, twisted dead trees, cracked and dilapidated dark wastelands, everything eroded by resentment.

Dead, the air was filled with black-purple smoke and white ribbons hanging from the branches above his head......

I could see very clearly, the lines on the skin of the dead tree, the traces of cracks on the ground, the light white robe on the girl's body, and even every one of her eyebrows.

Because it's day, it's day, it's not night, it's not the forest of dead wood shrouded in darkness.

She was lying in the girl's arms, and she looked like she had just woken up, and the whites of her eyes next to her colored pupils were a little bloodshot.

"Are you alright?"

Xingtong shook the light string again and asked out loud.

"Uh, I'm fine......"

Light Strings struggled to sit up, taking a closer look around.

The torch and ashes that burned to the end, the black feather sword beside his right hand, and the sunlight in the sky.

"Humanoid demons?"

Light String frowned and wondered, look, this is the "origin", what about this?

This is the star pupil, there is no mistake, she is indeed the star pupil she knows, not the woman who is charming, but has the same face as the star pupil.

Sit up, ignore the question next to you, and take a good look at yourself.

Origin? Two origins.

The origin of oneself, the origin of that woman.

Is this the origin of your own cognition?

So, how did you get back here?

It seems that he was killed by that woman?

Pierce your own heart and your own attacks are easily dodged.

The countless arrows of light she shot, dodging herself, and then being killed by her?

Are you okay? I'm not dead!

Is this all illusory?

"Light strings, light strings, what are you doing in a daze?"

Star Pupil increased the intensity of shaking the light string in his hand.

Qingxian, who fell into a sluggish state, was suddenly stunned, looked at Xingtong and said in an eager tone: "What happened, what happened to me, what happened to you, what happened in the past dozens of hours?" Almost a roar at the end.

Looking at the suddenly crazy light string, Xingtong was stunned, looked at him with an unusually puzzled look for a while, and said, "What happened, we seem to have passed out when we entered this forest of dead wood, and when we woke up, we found ourselves falling to the ground."

“…… What else? ”

The light string shuddered slightly, and stared at her tightly.

"And ...... And what? ”

The eyes that were being watched by the light strings were a little hairy, and the star pupil replied.

“…… Chill ......"

A light string fierce spirit, the body was full of cold, two hands around his shoulders, tears unconsciously filled with the corners of his eyes.

It's scary to feel your scalp tingling.

Is all this an illusory dream?

The essence is so illusory, but I am so real.

Hearing, sight, smell, touch, and pain are extremely real, and I feel them all.

But, didn't everything happen?

It's scary......

"What's wrong with you, did you dream about something?"

Although Xing Tong said so, looking at the light string who knelt down and bowed his head, his expression was so calm, and even ...... A faint chill.

"I dreamed, I dreamed of dozens of hours, reincarnation, several reincarnations, and then I was killed......"

Light String turned his head to look at the star pupils who had already stood up, and as he spoke, he suddenly felt that those pupils made him a little frightened, and lowered his head and trembled.

"Who is it?"

Her coldness was magnified countless times in an instant, and anger suddenly surged out, but that anger didn't seem to be directed at the light strings......

"Yes...... How am I, I don't know, I can't remember......"

Xingtong's expression moved, but then, the light string stopped talking, and then said that he didn't know.

With a thoughtful look, his colorful eyes stared at the back of the light string for a while, and his face smiled silently.

Somewhat eerie, in the forest of dead trees, one knelt on the ground holding his head, and the other stood beside him, silent.

I think it's weird, it's weird......

Could this be a dream?

Authentic......

"Lightstring, it's time for us to move on and defuse the grievances of the Dead Sakura, aren't you, you may have had some nightmare, but now that we're on that guy's turf, don't let up."

After a long time, Xing Tong made a voice to break Light String's chaotic thoughts, Light String was slightly stunned, looked up at Xing Tong silently stood up, and walked over to pick up his Black Feather Sword.

"I'm sorry, it's my problem, let's move on."

Light String smiled slightly, as if she had recovered her spirits, and Star Hitomi also smiled back and nodded.

Two people, one in black and one white clothes, and the same long hair that fell down, looked around left and right, stepping on the cracked black and purple ground, passing countless dead trees.

No one said a word, they were silent, and the light strings seemed to feel that they didn't trust her anymore.

It's because of that night of reincarnation, but I don't know if it's a dream or reality, it's so real, but my death happened in that reality, and I regained consciousness in the daytime.

Which is the reality? Which is Dream Unreal?

But Light String wants what is in front of him to be real......

Because it was daylight, he was not killed.

That's all?

Yes, that's all.

I don't seem to trust this woman with such a fickle personality anymore, even if she has lived and died with her......

But I'm afraid, but I'm actually afraid.

He muttered to himself, his mouth was in the middle of a few seconds, his lips squirmed slightly, and the star pupil looked at him strangely.

"What are you talking about?"

Asked suspiciously.

String shook her head and ignored her, just continuing to take care of herself for a few seconds.

Doesn't seem she remembers, or doesn't she know?

Could it be that the previous reincarnation was fake?

Is Eternal Reincarnation a fantasy of one's own?

But, why did he and her stay unconscious until dawn?

Or, the answer to everything will come out of the mouth of the dead cherry blossom, right?

Light String slowly perked up, his eyes burning, he had forgotten what he had come here for the first time.

What he wants to do most now is to get the truth.

And those horrific things that they smashed, what are they......

While thinking, the seconds in my mouth continued, or would I return to square one?

This is what Light String is most worried about at the moment, but it has only been more than four hours since it was gone.

I saw what was not in samsara......