"Boom!"

One hit won't work!

Hara took a step forward, holding the paddle with one hand like a sword, pointing straight at -

The night was clear and flickering, and there was a huge wind and snow that swirled up and down into the clouds—

The tyrannical wind and snow swept up the night sky of black ink—

The dazzling light of the morning was enveloped in the wind and snow—melting into a terrifying storm that was shocking and palpitating!

A sudden hurricane swept across the audience—

Yuan took a step, and a terrible pillar shadow loomed in the storm—

The more and more gloomy and depressing atmosphere was wrapped in an uncontrollable coldness that strangled everyone's hearts-

Sakurano looked at the huge aurora storm that was becoming more and more formed, and finally straightened up, and the figure half-hugging her behind her leaned out in slight surprise, sensing the tyrannical mist that was constantly being swallowed and transformed-

The winged phantom in the air had been pulled into disembodied form as the storm swirled, and countless surging forces were constantly swallowed up in the aurora that had enveloped the original figure......

Finally, the crazy swirling storm had a momentary stutter, and the figure that had been submerged in the swirl of light moved slightly, and there was a sharp sound of "stabbing" that exploded in Sakurano's ears!

"Boom!"

The extremely dazzling aurora wrapped in ice mist flashed in an instant, pulling Sakura, who was sitting on the throne, down with a black hole-like attraction, and several light blades slashed at the shadow of the black mist behind Sakurano - making a "stabbing and stinging" burning sound!

The smoke rose immediately!

Sakurano stared, and with a wave of smoke in her backhand, she put her hand into the aurora that tore through the air—pursing her lips and pulling out a flickering blade of light that shattered the snow—a red line of blood fell from the blade—and her heart was shocked! Sakurano staggered a step, and the blood from the corners of her lips deepened a little.

The ink in her eyes was thick - she snapped the blade in her hand inch by inch with a flick - the figure behind her swirled and floated, and more and more blurred was Sakurano's increasingly mysterious eyes-

She leaned on her back and let out a long groan in the midst of the snowstorm in the sky—

Then there was a terrifying black mist, rolling dark red lines, gushing out like a wave—

Everywhere you go, the wind disappears and the snow is silent!

She raised her arms and sang obscure words with the floating figure—countless clouds of smoke of all colors hidden in the fog swirled up—

A hundred steps in a moment - a thousand years in a moment -

The lines that cover the sky and the sun burst out in an instant!

Sakura's eyebrows drooped, and she saw that the corners of her forehead were dark red like blood—the black mist behind her was like a demon...... Throne Sinking!

She chuckled, and in her ghostly voice—the smoke meandered—tore away!

"Boom!

Defeated in an instant - Aurora Storm!

One more moment - the heavens and the earth are silent!

On the empty field—

There is nothing left, only drops of blood slipping down, and the indifference is like snow......

"Ryuzaki - win!"

A large cloud overhead obscured the light, casting a shadow, and the final whistle blew, and the whole game, which had been tugging for almost half a day, finally drew a final end to the final game of the final game.

Whether it was the players of the two teams or the spectators watching the game, they all finally let out a long breath of relaxation after several battles.

Sakurano, who was standing still, raised her eyebrows slightly, and everyone's cheers and cheers were remembered for her, and after looking around, she turned around and walked away, and the back and cheers that gradually entered the exit parted...... Against the light......

Yuan, whose face was as pale as paper, put down his hand with a hidden blood line, and looked at the figure with a light smile in the light breeze with cold eyes, for a long time, he sighed slightly, and there was a little regret in his eyes.

After all, it's back.

After the race, everything ended in a carnival, and everyone was invited to a gala dinner, except for a few who quietly disappeared before the dinner began.

The sun had already set in the west, and the sound of light and shadow balls could still be heard in the empty courtyard in the far suburbs.

Carrying a racket into the courtyard on the side of the manor, the hooded figure saw the two people who were still forgetting themselves one ball at a time, did not speak, only picked up a sword scattered on the ground, pulled a sword flower and threw the sword smoothly-

"Zheng Zheng" made a sharp sound! The handle of the sword was inserted into the ground less than half a meter in front of the man, and the "buzzing" sounded softly, and the sword body trembled under the force.

"What do you do?"

On the other side, Xia Luo, who was in good spirits, saw that the game he had finally won was interrupted again, so he frowned rarely, and glared at the girl who had taken off her hood to reveal a cold face.

"Sure enough, it's you."

Glancing at Xia Luo, who was glaring angrily at him, there was a hint of understanding in the eyes of the visitor, it was the two of them who disappeared before the dinner.

"So, you called him off the ring?"

Although it is a question, it is already a firm tone.

Yuan looked at the slender figure without any expression, and his voice was a little subtle.

The man did not speak, only nodded, and did not hide his weak pale lips, showing a smile like snow.

It's no one else...... Hara looked at the usual smile on Bai's face and snorted lightly.

"Why?"

"You're not ......"

A light flashed, and a figure identical to him appeared beside Bai, slowly speaking, with a different kind of warmth in his voice.

"Have you been looking forward to a fight with that girl......

Yuan looked at the person's doppelganger and spoke lightly, and then looked at the deeper smile on the face of the real body deity, and was dumbfounded for a while.

The light gradually dimmed, and the courtyard sounded a few insects, and the breeze did not abate...... Affection in the words.

Earlier, at the exit of the stadium.

"Butler Grandpa ......"

There was still a post-game noise and chaos behind him, Sakurano dodged the crowd, and saw the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar old man waiting by the exit street, his face softened, and he greeted him.

"Long time no see, Sakura-san."

Bowing down, Richard, who had been waiting for a long time, opened the car door for the girl who walked in front of him, and his voice could not hide his relief.

"Please."

"He ......"

Lowering his head and preparing to get into the car, Sakurano suddenly remembered something, and was about to turn his head to ask, but Richard on the side had already replied clearly.

"The young master doesn't know yet."

"Hmm."

Smiling, Sakura's eyes lit up and she got into the car.

The crowd of people who walked out of the street was scattered and noisy, Sakurano leaned her head against the car window, watching the scattered noise gradually fall behind the car, the scenery on both sides gradually became quiet, and her mood gradually became surprisingly calm.

The car slowly drove into the huge manor, and the twilight was four, and the soft and gorgeous sunset was sprinkled on the quiet building, blurring a brilliant colorful light and mist.

She could see a large area of lush greenery in the distance, it was already late summer, and the cherry blossom period had passed early, but Sakura Nai put aside her eyes, she could still imagine the scene in the forest when the flowers bloomed, and it would definitely overlap with the sea of flowers in her memory.

The car stopped in front of the tall fountain, and Richard opened the door for Sakurano to see her step out of the car and look at the scene that had barely changed around her.

In front of you is the same magnificent castle as it was many years ago, with the atmosphere of ancient European nobility, and you can still see old green vines climbing a few corners of the rock wall, and the whole building looks remote and secluded in the twilight glow.

Sakurano walked a few steps and saw a few slightly new galleries stretching from one side, faintly visible with the painted spires of the glass flower room.

"Young master, at this time, he should be in the flower room."

"Hmm."

With a slight bow, Sakurano stepped on a specially carved glass path, which was a winding path leading to the flower house, and when she looked down, she could see colorful stones paved under it, which were now shining in the light.

The whole castle was enclosed in a huge manor, and Sakurano walked along the paths, and from time to time servants cast curious and respectful glances at her, and the people around her gradually became unfamiliar, but the scene of this place never changed.

The closer I got to the tall glass house, the more lush the plants became, and all kinds of flowers could be seen, some of which were nearly withering and some of which were in full bloom.

Sakurano clenched her fingers slightly, and her footsteps approached the splendid house that looked from afar, and she seemed to be a little more timidly hesitant.

Suddenly, he stroked the corners of his forehead with a smile, Sakura no smoothed his hair, and the smile at the corners of his lips in his eyes showed a hint of longing.

She quickened her pace, and finally took it one step at a time...... Got closer there.

"Sakura, do you particularly like cherry blossoms?"

That year, he found her snoozing under a tree somewhere in the sea of flowers, woke her gently, smiled softly, plucked the broken flowers that had fallen above her head, and lowered her delicate face—like an angel who had crept down to her in the soft light of the afternoon.

"I love it. But I don't particularly like it. ”

She was very young at the time, and after thinking about it, she frowned affirmatively and negatively, and saw that he was dumbfounded and laughed.

"And what do you particularly like?"

"Me? I especially liked ......"

……

The old time flashed in front of her eyes, and Sakurano turned around, and her men had gently pushed open the last door.

In front of you, a large area of enchanting flowers bloomed, clusters of roses bloomed in the whole flower room, countless seas of flowers crowded and crowded in the perennial flowering period, filling every corner of this place, making people worthy of the thin glass path - indulged in the rich fragrance for a long time.

She had never seen anything like it, up and down every inch of space...... It's all the intoxicating breath, the chaotic bloom.

It was a new view that she had never seen here, a new view that had been carefully poured by that person.

She took a gentle step, turned the tall rose walls, and finally saw the figure sitting in a wheelchair, carrying a kettle and carefully watering the seedlings on the small grass that suddenly opened up.

In the center of the flower room, on the carefully arranged straw carpet of rest, the twilight of the setting west and the afterglow of the sunset shine through the high glass dome, casting an almost blurred light, scattering the figure, like a thin veil on the cage—

blurred his outline...... It's almost unreal......

As if she had finally noticed something, the figure with her back to her moved slightly, the crystal axle under the seat moved lightly, and the flickering light stung her slightly sour eyes for a moment.

She watched as he turned around, her slightly surprised gaze falling on her, and then ...... Slowly – smile.

As before, wherever he hid, he found her and leaned down...... Extremely doting and gentle smile.

Thousands of days and nights are fleeting...... The image from many years ago will not be forgotten for a long time.

She walked forward slowly, looking at the delicate and gentle face like a fairy, smiling lightly, and speaking in a normal tone as if-

They have never changed...... She never left.

"I'm back."

She heard herself say this, and then she saw the person in front of her carrying a pure white rose, as before—gentle and spoiled.

His fingertips twitched lightly as he held the flower branch, and the deep light in his eyes flashed - the illusion was the warmth of the precipitation.

"Welcome back......"

He spoke...... The voice is as deep as a violin...... A moment of hoarseness.

"My princess."

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