The moonlight was like water, sprinkled among the quiet trees, and only groups of small insects were crying. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, above the forest, in the dark night sky, a faintly fluorescent white dot appeared.

The white dot stayed in the air for a while, and began to emit a beating white light, like the rhythm of the heart, one after another, very regular.

After a while, the white light emitted by the white dot had illuminated the area as bright as day, faintly exuding a strong momentum, and all the creatures in the forest knelt down towards the white spot, and the little insects that were crying stopped singing, and the whole forest was silent. Even the three bright moons in the sky quietly hid in the clouds, and suddenly, the originally bright forest became dim, and only the white dot in the middle of the air was still emitting a dazzling light.

A breeze blew.

Suddenly, the white dot began to beat violently. Slowly, the white dot stretched to the left and right, looking from afar, like a light still in mid-air, contrary to common sense, incredible, but extremely beautiful.

When the light reaches a certain point, it stops, and slowly begins to stretch up and down, and finally, it becomes a door—a door made of light. The size of the door is just enough for one person to pass through.

The light gate stood still in the air for a moment, and suddenly, one side of the light gate began to shake violently, like a pot of boiling hot water, while the other side was like a calm stagnant water, without a trace of waves. Contradictory, but it does exist.

A hand, stretched out from the shaking side of the light gate, the fingers of that hand looked slender and powerful, and the palm was white, like a woman's hand, but the size was like a man's palm.

After the palm of the hand is extended, one leg also steps out.

At this moment, a figure was reflected on the light door, a blurry black shadow. The black shadow took a step forward, and suddenly broke away from the light gate, and the light gate slowly shrank behind the figure, and finally turned into a dot and disappeared, leaving only the figure standing quietly in midair.

The figure was a man about 1.8 meters tall, emaciated, but not thin, and his face was not visible because of the darkness. The strange thing is that there is no object under the man's feet, but it is suspended in the air against the law of objects, which is magical. The man stood silently, motionless.

After a long time, the man's head moved slightly, and the man sighed deeply and said, "Finally, finally, again." The man's words were muffled by a whistling wind, and only a few words could be heard intermittently.

Another breeze blew, but the man miraculously disappeared in place, leaving only a sigh. Three bright moons emerged from the clouds, the insects regained their usual cheerfulness, and the creatures of the forest rose from the ground, glanced at the place where the man had disappeared, and went about their own business.

Everything was calm again, no different from the old days, and if it weren't for the sigh that was still echoing in the sky, everything that had just happened would have been like a dream.

But it's just the beginning......

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