"Yes, although my strength has caused this world to produce 'fragments', so that you can temporarily enter through the cracks, but, after all, my strength is still incomplete, and you, in order to enter here, must have spent a lot of strength, and now you, maybe your strength is not even comparable to Yandis......"

"Enough. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Leila coldly stopped Fa Xiu's remarks, her eyes revealing a look of disgust without mercy, "I'm leaving." ”

She turned again.

Then, he was firmly held from behind by the man's strong and powerful arms.

"I owe you something, but I can't give it to you now. His words were incomparably gentle, yet they felt so unreal, so ...... "hypocritical": "I promise you that the next time we meet will not be too long, yes, I promise you. ”

"Really?"

-- Again.

Leila is a very wise, very rational woman, no matter which way she is described, she is so noble, so intelligent, so rebellious, so tyrannical, so intellectual, so omnipotent.

But, therefore, Leila herself knows better than anyone how weak she really looks in front of this man.

No matter how "bad" the man's performance is and how "hypocritical" the man's words are, his own emotions will make him believe what the man says unreservedly.

It's stupid to think that this is not bad.

The corners of Lyra's mouth curled a little, the tenderness of the man's words and the warmth of her body finally made her give up thinking about the meaning of the words that he had said before that had made her a little angry.

However, even if everything can be ignored, there is still one point to be raised.

"Never forget what you owe me...... Also, never forget that you still owe Yandis an 'end', and you owe a 'ending'. Dharma, never forget that you owe too many people too much. And, if you continue to be willful, you will only owe more and more people. However, none of that matters. ”

The Maiden of the Night covered her hands over the cheeks of the cultivator, and then, lowering her head slightly, which had been raised high.

"You owe me too much to pay for it even in a thousand years, so ......" Leila lowered her head and her voice became weak, "I allow you to pay back what you owe to others first." And I will be waiting for you, until the day you finish everything, until the day you are no longer confused, until the day you find your final destination. ”

-- Even if the deadline is, "forever".

- I'll wait for you.

And then.

Lyra's body turned into a pitch-black, ethereal, illusory fog before it had time to react, and then vanished completely in the next instant, as if it had never existed.

She existed, she never existed.

She's been here, she's never been here.

Her flesh and blood are condensed in the past, her thoughts are floating in the future, and her heart only exists in the present, only in the Fa Xiu, in his body.

Just like every time.

"Is this your carefully arranged script?" Although Lyra's body had disappeared without a trace, the Fa Xiu, who still maintained that movement, had no intention of making any other moves.

-- "Script" is an obvious hint.

"No, no one can arrange the future, and if there is anything that manipulates everything that becomes 'reality', it is what is often referred to as 'fate'. ”

"Reality" is the one that finally unfolds in front of us after thousands of calculations that repeat the scene thousands of times.

"Fate" is the best cover for incomprehensible things, sad scenes, irreparable tragedies, one's own weakness, and so on.

Then, the man, Tatimizia, was ......

The man was standing behind Fa Xiu, obviously the man who had been stepping forward and had never stopped, actually walked from behind Fa Xiu and stopped.

"Episodes like this are somewhat boring, and somewhat abrupt, and have even been repeated too much before, but the people who are unwilling to accept it are still in the minority, and people's enthusiasm for certain similar or fixed things is always so difficult to analyze rationally. So, if I have designed all these things, are you still satisfied, 'Traveler of Time and Space', the man who uses his existence to blur the boundaries between reality and illusion?"

Tatimizia spoke indeed, and indeed, so that Fashu could hear it clearly. However, there was no reaction from Fa Xiu. This is not the point, the point is, does this act of Tatimizia really exist, and Fa Xiu suddenly had this question, that is, when did he have the illusion that "Tatimizia is talking to himself"?

"A fixed way of thinking will make things less possible, but if you think too differently, you will eventually get yourself into trouble. The second half of this sentence is your current situation, Fa Xiu. To tell you one thing that is absolutely certain, Lyra's existence is one of the few things I can't project on. And should you think about her actions too? It's time to wake up from the dream, although, Cauchy [Cauchy: here is Tatimizia's "slip of the tongue". In Southwell, Cauchy generally refers to the Archmage, the "Changemaker" Cauchy, the last Archmage of the New Earth Calendar, the historian, who is considered to be the most well-known, powerful, and knowledgeable and extensive man in the wizarding world today. ]...... Oh sorry, it's a pity, but I never deny the certainty of what has happened. Although, if I want to talk about it, it would be more in line with my theme to let Leila fight you to the death with the power that this world can't bear, or as a result of this, some kind of mutual betrayal and mutual calculation, or some higher-level shady scenes. Our world has infinite possibilities~"

At the moment of narration, just as an incomprehensible slip of the tongue occurred, Tatimizia's figure suddenly coincided with a certain figure in Fa Xiu's memory.

He suddenly laughed.

"Your subject is always so nasty. ”