Or, to put it more simply, enveloping the space of this mezzanine, where its time stands still?

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Shaking his head and shaking off his thoughts, he continued to look at the white ribbon for a few seconds.

If the white ribbon disappears, then it means that after a while, everything will be restored, so the white ribbon added to the dead wood will also disappear, and I don't think about where it will disappear.

If it is still there, it means that the theory of restoration is not valid.

This assumption can also be decisively ruled out and the others can be further validated.

Time passed with each opening and closing of Light String's mouth, and Xingtong also found that he couldn't sleep quietly, his body was not tired, and he opened his eyes and looked at Light String's chin.

"30,000 ......"

After a few seconds of silence, Light String's eyes widened as he continued to look at the white ribbon, and the Star Pupil rose from between his legs and stared at the top of his head.

Light String was extremely anxious and flustered, not knowing whether to expect it to disappear or to continue to exist.

Nothing happened?

After watching it for nearly ten minutes, Light String shook his head slightly, maybe he was counting fast?

Bow your head and say to Xingtong, wait another hour.

It was a long time, ten times as long as nine hours, and the eyes of the two men never took off the white ribbon.

Nothing, isn't it true to say that it is restored......

Light String stood up and told Hotomi what she thought.

After listening to the light string, he nodded, and looked at the light string's colorful eyes.

"What a great idea! But light strings, if you say the other two, what space? What is a Space Mezzanine? What's that? ”

What is Space?

What is a Space Mezzanine?

What's that?

These three words were like a bolt of lightning struck the light string's brain, and his face turned red violently and began to gasp heavily, and a sharp pain came from his brain.

"Ha, ha, ah, ah!"

The torch in Qingxian's hand fell to his feet, and he cried out in pain as he held his head with both hands.

Xingtong was a little stunned by this, slightly stunned, and then stepped forward in a panic and grabbed Light String's hands and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with you, Light String, what's wrong with you?"

"Ahhh

Feeling that his head was about to split, he fell to his knees and curled up in a ball, but the pain only existed for a moment, and soon the light string put down his hands and gasped weakly.

"You guy, you scared me to death, what the hell is wrong with you!"

The girl's panicked shout sounded in her ears, and she took a deep breath and looked at the star's pupils, only to find that those colorful eyes were full of tears, and the torches on the ground dimly illuminated her beautiful face.

"Hehe, I'm fine, why are you crying."

Light String smiled tiredly, and the pain began to fade quickly.

Xingtong realized that he was actually shedding tears, and quickly wiped his eyes and turned around.

was shaken by the hair, the fragrance spread to the nose, and the light string stood up by himself and felt warm.

Xingtong, who turned around, snorted a few times and wiped her snot, wiping her eyes rudely, she didn't expect that she would actually cry for this person.

It's ridiculous, Star Witch.

Crying over a food ingredient that is about to become food.

Such an embarrassment, really, unforgivable.

Although he has always pretended to be gentle in front of him, this shameful crying is still unforgivable.

"Okay, let's go ahead, what did we just say?"

Light String patted his back on the shoulder of his star pupil and said.

Xingtong's body shook, and he was startled in thought.

"I was just asking you, what is space."

The delicate body turned around, and it was the girl with colorful eyes again, but there were still tears on her cheeks.

"Space? Did I say that word? What's that? ”

Picking up the torch that was not extinguished, he suddenly looked dazed, and the light string was stunned, did he just say something like space?

The memory didn't tell me, and, what was that?

Looking at Qingxian's blank face, Xing Pupil's colorful eyes narrowed, and he shook his head disapprehantly: "Forget it, when I didn't say it, now let's talk about your thoughts, how to get out, how about it."

"Oh, that, my thoughts? Why can't I seem to remember anything? ”

Suddenly something was missing in my head, and I couldn't remember anything, about the memory of the previous few minutes.

It's weird, and it's so weird......

As she spoke, Light String gently twisted the eyelashes of her left eye with her fingers under the star's stunned gaze.

"Alright."

"You, you, what are you doing?"

Xingtong's face suddenly turned uncharacteristically red, and he spoke incoherently.

"Your eyelashes are stuck together because of tears, I'll help you spread them."

Hear me, tears?

Damn, I was seen crying by this man!

The colorful eyes were narrowed, and the face of the star pupil became faintly cold, like frost, but the light string had already looked up at the white ribbon, and did not pay attention to the cold and terrifying eyes.

After thinking about it for a while, Light String said, "Let's go again."

As he spoke, under the gaze of the star pupil, he pulled out the black feather and threw a sword aura at the branch, and the white ribbon was cut off in half as the black feather swung out.

The falling mutilated ribbon fell to the ground, and the light string of the black feather sword was put away and walked over to pick it up.

"Let's go."

Xingtong followed behind with a half-believing expression, his performance just now was so abnormal, was it faked?

Or did you really forget?

Or is he actively hiding something?

Don't......

After nine long hours, the two returned to the ribbon again.

The dead tree seemed to be laughing at his current stunned expression, he had already cut half of the ribbon, and he was not alone in seeing it.

What now? Wait nine hours for yourself to come back and it will be restored?

Will everything here return to its original point?

Starting from scratch, that is......

I'm repeating it all the time, reincarnation?

Transmigration!

It suddenly dawned on him that he had not been going around in circles, nor was he walking in a straight line, but that he had always been standing at the starting point, not leaving half a step, and had been standing still since he entered the forest of dead trees!

Is everything frozen in the first moment?

Can we change this forest of dead wood, or can this forest of dead wood change us?

The light string touched it in his arms, and sure enough, the ribbon was gone.

The long tail of the white ribbon fluttered in the wind, and the torches returned to their origins.

Is everything back to where it came from?

Is this reincarnation?

And the only one who hasn't fallen into this mirror of endless reincarnation is ......

Yourself and the star pupil?

Thinking about it, the light string slowly looked at the girl......