Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

She realized what she might have missed, got something fatal wrong, something so small and so fatal.

The boy was dead, and this death was so familiar and strange.

She is late again.

Just like thousands of years ago.

This young man died for Mond City. He fought the poisonous dragon alone, and died alone. No one could accompany him.

【Everything that happened next, you have to forget】

[If you meet him again in the future, you must not know him, you must not mention the past, you must treat him as a stranger]

【No matter how many times you meet again, you must see it for the first time】

[Otherwise, thousands of years of memory wear and tear will wipe out his soul in an instant]

【Memory is poison, once he remembers it, he will never recover】

silence.

Dead silence.

The words of the human management system were cold and flat, Barbatos paused, his emerald eyes trembled, and finally nodded.

[Now, I need your violin of the sky, I need your power, I will use this power to reshape his body]

The harp of the sky.

Barbatos lowered her head, and she gently plucked the strings with her index finger, and the harp of the sky vibrated gently.

That girl also likes to explore the piano the most. Barbatos still remembers them on the peak of Upa Valley, when the lavender gave birth to the fragrance of flowers, the girl with green eyes plucked the strings, and the melodious pastoral songs echoed under the wind wall, The wind elves surrounded the girl, making a rustling sound.

Rustan often sang under the statue too, and Barbatos heard it occasionally.

It was a slightly sad poem about a lover who was separated in two places during the war.

"The wind from the west will take away the aroma of wine"

"The wind in the mountains brings tidings of triumph"

"The wind in the distance touches my heart"

"The rustle sings that I miss you"

...

The power of the wind god flows between the strings, and Barbatos plays this slightly sad tune. The harp of the sky can soothe all restless souls.

Soothed by the sound of the piano, the shape of the young wolf's soul gradually consolidated, and he, who was about to dissipate just now, gradually calmed down.

Humanity arouses the authority of Fengshen, borrowing the divine power of Fengshen, the new body is rapidly maturing.

The sun is setting and time is slowly passing by.

Qingye Leiming - that boy does not yet have this name.

The boy's body was too weak, his breathing was shallow, and his pulse was almost imperceptible. He was as fragile as a newborn baby, and this world was so cruel. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and the silver-white pupils were empty.

"call.."

He was so weak that he could die at any moment.

[I have done everything that can be done, and the rest can only be obeyed by fate]

[Now, send him to Daozuma City, he can't stay in Mond, stay here, he will be devoured by wear and tear at any time]

Barbatos did as man was told.

A thousand winds wrapped the sails, and the boat carrying the young man left the city-state of Mond along the Gulf Stream, and sailed further away. The silver moonlight covered the young man's body. He curled up and trembled slightly. It was like being trapped in a windless place.

Barbatos watched him go.

She lowered her head, and the cold moonlight covered her back.

"Hello friend."

It is going to rain.

[Disturbing my morning dreams, you have quietly left. ]

[Your breath is sweet and sour like berries, and fragrant like lilacs]

"On a rainy night at Fruit Wine Lake, I would follow that wolf into the storm."

-

Today is the day when the great general of the Zhu Kingdom returns in triumph.

Daoqi was empty alley, and every household came out of the house, wanting to see the spirit of the legendary Zhu Guo general.

This Zhu Guo general is really a gift from God to Dao's wife.

Ever since Naruto left Daozu and the abyss invaded Daoju, every country was in danger of destruction. The great general of the Zhu Kingdom was born to guard the border of Daoju and blocked the filth of Abyss from outlying islands, preventing him from setting foot on Daozu coast.

He stands alone on the border of Daozu, his white robe is stained with blood, and he has not rested for dozens of days. If this general is missing, the battlefield of disaster will cover the entire Daozu territory, and hundreds of thousands of civilians will die .

After this battle, he was named "General Zhu Guo".

The so-called empty alley is such a noisy scene.

Qingye Leiming sat astride the tall horse, feeling a little helpless.

He doesn't like ostentation.

Ah, these guys, why did they arrange a troupe?

Ying is back, and he has to rush back to court to sue.

Today is the first day of heavy snow, the clear and transparent sky is like washing, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom like burning, and the pieces are like snowflakes.

The sound of the piano was melodious, with a hint of sadness, it seemed to be a tune from overseas, Qingye Leiming didn't understand it.

But it's really nice.

"Hello friend."

The poet playing the piano smiled, "Do you need another song?"

"No need." Qing Ye shook his head, pointed to the direction of the castle tower, and rejected the foreign poet's kindness: "Shadow is back."

He smiled, "I'm going to find her."

"Excuse me, have I met you before?"

"We are meeting for the first time." The poet said.

"That's it."

Qingye Leiming turned his horse's head, the soldiers along the road opened the way, and the young man in fresh clothes angrily stepped on the cherry blossoms.

..

"Hello friend."

"Hello friend."

That thunderbolt disappeared in the sky, and the 0.3 second thunder light disappeared in the sky.

Blooms highest in the sky.

There is only the rolling thunder in the ears, and there is nothing else.

No one can reunite with the thunder in the sky. The thunder passes through the sky, you can see the thunder, but to Lei, you are just a stranger.

For 500 years, you can only watch the thunder rise and fall, in the sky that has nothing to do with you.

　The bard sat on the tallest statue in Mond City, her emerald eyes trembled, she lowered her head, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something but couldn't. Ray played a dirge.

The wind whimpered and sang, just like 500 years ago, thousands of years ago.

That was the only thing she could do.

-

"Hello friend."

"Hello friend."

"friend."

Suddenly, someone whispered in Qingye Fengyin's ear:

——"I will help you with a thousand winds, so that you will not fall to the ground."

Kiyono didn't know who was speaking, the voice echoed deep in his ears, as clear as spring water.

That would give him courage.

If you are trapped in a place where there is no wind, a thousand winds will come to help you.

He suddenly felt his body lighten up, took a step forward tentatively, and the wings of the wind dragging the streamer unfolded naturally.

Who is helping him?

He soared into the sky—

Qingye fights towards the dragon.

The winds of Mond had ceased, the leaden sky was soaked, and the orange sun had painted the ruined city-state.

The people of Mond cheered the young hero, while the bard turned and left in an unknown corner.

She walked briskly, hummed softly, smiled, her shoulders trembled slightly, she lowered her head, pursed her lips, and the scattered sunlight from the alley fell on her body.

"friend."

She raised her eyes, stared at the clear sky, said softly, almost muttering to herself, the girl proudly said:

"This time, I'm not late."

The poet's voice trembled slightly,

"I'm...not late."

Maybe this time, she can save him.

-

The next day.

Sunset falls.

There was no one in Mond Square, and Qingye Fengyin sat on the pillar bored out of boredom, and he sang a song.

A rainy night at Fruit Wine Lake.

The boy's singing was melodious and warm, melting into the end of the mountains together with the winter dusk. At this time, the sound of the accordion joined in.

Mond is indeed a country of pastoral songs, and any stranger can play the piano.

He raised his head, and on the steps in the distance, a poet in a light green singer's uniform waved to him gently.

"Hello."

Kiyono smiled.

To Kiyono's regret, the bard only played for a while before leaving.

He thought they could make friends.

-

"cough."

Qingye Fengyin coughed lightly.

"Hey, are you okay! Don't catch a cold."

The one who said this was a very lively girl. Amber had long chestnut hair, a red bunny ear knot on her head, goggles pinned to the neckline, red stockings and a white long tube Boots, with short hot pants.

Amber, according to her own introduction, is the flying champion of Mond City for three consecutive years and the only scout knight of the Zephyr Knights.

"It's okay." Qingye Fengyin patted his head, only feeling dizzy deep in his head, he paused, and said: "Let's move on."

This is the temple of the Eagle of the West, one of the Guardians of the Four Winds.

Because there have been no priests for many years, most of the temples have been abandoned. The cold and damp boulders are covered with fine moss, and the idols are also covered with dust. The wild and endless wind howls, and the lead-colored sky is as thick as To be pressed down.