The desolate and devastated area cannot be reached even by the wind and frost for a hundred years, and the extremely hot steam on the surface of the ground under the scorching sun distorts the human eye's vision.

The space fluctuated slightly, as the distorted vision went unnoticed, and a white-haired boy with a black cat and a white rabbit on his shoulders appeared.

[Is it necessary to return to the Holy Light in such a hurry as soon as you are free? Now this place is deserted, and the people of the Holy Light have long since moved to the new Holy Light City]

In the ears of ordinary people, it is just a 'meow meow', but in the eyes of the white-haired boy, it is a sweet girl's voice.

"After all, it's my brother's wish, and I'm going to come no matter what the Holy Light is now......"

In a sad tone, as a 'pet', naturally he will not continue to contradict his owner.

Walking through the ruins under the scorching sun, the boy did not leave a trace of sweat that matched the temperature around him, nor did he leave a trace of human presence on the ruins.

"It should be ...... here"

Only one side of the bare ground lake could be counted as a landmark, and the white-haired boy stopped tentatively and stretched out his hands to the air in front of him, which was invisible to the naked eye.

The invisible wall, the rejection of the power of space from the hands.

"Still ......"

Tears of joy remained, and the white-haired boy cried and the corners of his mouth rose.

"Oops, what a worrying brother. ”

The pressure on her shoulders disappeared, and the girl with snow-white rabbit ears jumping on her head took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears of the boy.

"Don't waste your time so much, I don't want to be human in such a scorching sun all the time. ”

In addition to her flat breasts, the cat-eared girl, whose complexion was not inferior to that of a rabbit-eared girl, shook her long flowing black hair, opening a door for the boy to see the wall in front of him.

[Who dares to trespass on the Holy Light Hero's Resting Holy Land]

The burly armored knight who was in high spirits appeared behind the door and put on a defensive posture and had no intention of stepping into the outside world.

"Ye Yixi, a dropout of Shengguang Academy and former student chief, ......"

Newspaper a name that doesn't really belong to you, and at the same time show off the new jade of dawn on your waist.

There was no need to look closely, it was just a product of the formation, and the armored knight recognized the unique spiritual power fluctuation and immediately made way for the three.

"Snow, Cat ......"

Softly calling the name of the 'pet' that should have belonged to the 'elder brother', the white-haired boy returned to the posture occupied by the black cat and the white rabbit on his shoulders, and stepped into the holy place where the heroes of the Holy Light rested.

"Fortunately, there is no change here except for the increase in graves......"

I was glad that the white-haired boy was even more sad in his tone, but in order not to insult the courage and justice of his predecessors, tears did not slip from the white-haired boy's eyes.

The black cat and the white rabbit jumped off the boy's shoulders at the right time, and the white-haired boy was relieved and walked to the tombstone that had been worshiped many times.

"Senior Xiao, I hope you can lend me your strength as a human ......."

Looking at the edge of the side, the white-haired young man added a touch of color to his grave.

The only bouquet of yellow-green chrysanthemums in his hand was offered, and the crystal swirling in the eyes of the white-haired boy also disappeared.

Gathering the courage to turn around and take firm steps, the white-haired boy moved towards the highest point of the grave, the main target of the time.

Newly built and dilapidatedNo matter what the tombstones are at this time, they are all heroes of the Holy Light, and the white-haired boy has no intention of cleaning the tombstone carefully when he passes by. But every time I go to a tombstone that I have never remembered before, my young and soft movements will tremble.

Two years ago, the war that made the entire Machine Spirit Continent boil, the world only saw the holy light full of devastation after the war, but the white-haired boy personally felt the life lost in the war. The 'captives' used by the Holy Light can only wait for the moment when their vitality is exhausted, and with the ability to feel the consciousness of the soul of the deceased, the white-haired boy fully understands the fear and helplessness of human beings for death, as well as the hatred of the Holy Light, the initiator.

[They don't harbor hatred now, although they don't want to admit it, but this space has the divine 'underworld' power to guide the 'dead soul']

With the comfort from the black cat, the uneasiness in the white-haired boy's heart finally eased a little.

"Shaken by the loss of mortal life, am I not worthy to be a mother's child?"

There was no way to respond, and both Black Meow and White Rabbit cleverly avoided the white-haired boy's gaze.

“...... That's ......."

Instead of being lost, the white-haired boy continued to march towards the highest point of the grave.

......

"Someone's coming?"

During the daily patrol and cleaning tasks, I found that there was an extra bouquet of chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone that visited several times a day. A year ago, you wouldn't have had to pay too much attention to the slightest movement in the entire space, but now the beautiful woman with flowing blond hair just turned around and looked around for the figure of the comer.

"It must be another student who sneaked out of the Light......"

......

"I can't imagine that as the current priest and worship guide of the Holy Light, I can't have a place in the temple ancestral hall after death......

Unlike the tomb behind him, the apparently man-made mountain peaks and white marble paved steps lead to the refuge of the Holy Light's 'Yicai'.

"On the eve of the disciple, on behalf of my brother Ye Yixi, I ask the eighth grandfather for peace, and I ask for forgiveness for failing to keep your spirit-"

Respectfully kneel down and prostrate three times, then get up and step forward.

"Don't be a disciple on the night, ...... on behalf of my brother Ye Yixi"

The same words, the same movements, the night was like this, accompanied by the black cat and the white rabbit behind him, and slowly repeated hundreds of times and finally came to the top.

With the 'blood of the gods' and the tempering of the 'blood of the source', the body of the night surpasses the level of humans. But although the kowtow from the heart does not use too much force to make the people sleeping here sad, the foreheads of thousands of kowtowers will inevitably turn red.

There is no gorgeous scenery, ordinary tombstones, ordinary graves, surrounded by rich and lush natural scenery, standing alone in front of the young man's eyes.

"It's really a resting place that fits the eighth grandfather's heart......"

The grave in the distance seemed to be an old man waving his hand to summon, and he no longer knelt down and kowtowed at night, and walked straight to the grave.

"Who are you?"

Normally, even if he uses his petite body to hide behind the grave, he doesn't ignore it, but this time, he didn't realize that there was an outsider until the blonde boy opened his mouth.

"Are you a star?"

Compared with Ye Yixi's memories of two years, the blond boy's figure was indeed more slender, and the slightly wild face caused by living in the Phantom Forest for a long time had also become soft and handsome, but the fluctuation of spiritual power and the faint purple-golden light in the depths of his eyes would never be possessed by a second person.

"Why do you ......"

"Big brother—"

Ignoring the astonished star carving, the cute petite figure behind the grave quickly rushed into the arms of the evening night.

"Brother Yixi, how is it possible? I don't want to look at all, and my iconic purple hair has turned into gray hair......"

"Fei'er, how do you confirm it's mine?"

Ignoring the star carving again, the evening put down the little Lori Gufeier who wrapped around her like an octopus.

"The smell, the smell, the smell, doesn't seem to be...... Anyway, I just know that big brother is big brother. ”

In line with the innocent response of the eight-year-old girl, Gu Fei'er rested her right arm on her chest, pointed at the corner of her mouth with her left index finger, and tilted her head slightly to pose as if she was thinking seriously.

"Well, but I can say that I am the big brother now, but I am not the big brother I used to be. ”

“？？？”

Gu Fei'er tilted her head to reveal a cute appearance that she couldn't understand the night talk at all.

"Don't worry too much, even if I'm not an older brother, I'm still Fei'er's big brother. ”

"Oh-"

Excitedly affirmed, Gu Fei'er jumped up again and forcibly broke into the arms of the night.

"Are you back so soon?"

"Eh~, are you talking about Sister Lily?"

[Such a cute human being, let's go play with my sister first]

The plush snow-white ball of flesh was adjusted to the shoulders of the night, but it was just a glance with her shining blood-red eyes, and the gentle white light of rumors emanated from Gu Fei'er's body, and then disappeared into thin air.

The blonde boy on the side of the grave not far away was also transferred to a different dimensional space by the black cat at his feet.

[Be careful, even a sleeping lion is very dangerous once provoked]

A girl's voice full of youthful atmosphere, the fluffy ball of meat on her shoulders and the black cat in the distance disappeared together.

'My current posture has a relationship with Senior Sister Li Li, and I must not be recognized so easily......

A soft white light emerged, and in the blink of an eye, the night had changed to a state of nightwalking.

......

"Xingke, Fei'er, I'm back, have you wiped the guqin and jade flute properly?"

Before revealing the figure, the gentle inquiry had reached the top.

'The sharpness and self-confidence in the past can't be found in the tone at all now, it seems that Senior Sister Li Li really needs to be re-taught as her master and mother said. ’

The confidence was firm, and the gorgeous formation pattern similar to the magic array flashed in the hand of the evening night.

【Condensation Blade——】

In order to avoid seeing the 'downcast' face and not being able to move, the night first strikes to force the cyan wind blade to cover the highest staircase.

【Return――】

In the dazzling golden light, all the wind blades shot back in the same trajectory in an instant.

According to Li Li's character before, Xiye had been prepared for defense, but everything in Xiye was in vain.

There was no counterattack, and the blonde beauty in the dust of the shattered marble staircase kept slamming backwards with a dusty face.

'Why??' It's just a betrayal, a defeat......

Full of questions, the golden eyes of the night turned blood-red.

'Ruby Eyes-'

With the vision that can capture the trajectory of spiritual power fluctuations, the white night casts a higher speed of movement.

"Who are you? What happened to Xingke and Fei'er?"

Containing angry rebukes, the night was full of anticipation and condensed the sword of pure white light in his right hand.

'Hundred Martial Arts-'

Accelerating into the point where human vision could not capture it again, the sword of pure white light in his hand danced, and the seemingly chaotic sword qi and spiritual power blades all locked on Li Li's vital parts.