Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

Just as the third magician was about to speak, his expression darkened suddenly, and he looked towards the sky.

Everyone looked up to the sky.

On the prairie in spring, the sky is clear and blue, with only a few strands of clouds hanging on the horizon, cattle and sheep can be seen low in the wind and grass, full of vitality.

But at this time, the sky began to dim.

At first a tiny bit, then more and more sunlight disappears.

Everyone looked up at the radiant sun and saw that it was partially covered by a dark shadow, and within a few breaths, the entire sun was covered by a black shadow.

The world lost its light source.

The faces of the people on the plain were tense. They knew that the dark thing was the moon, and they knew that Zhuyue Brunstadt was about to come to the world.

The world was eclipsed and silent, and countless human beings silently raised their weapons and fought desperately.

The True Ancestors looked up at the sky, their blood-colored pupils filled with complicated expressions. To be precise, they were the descendants of Zhu Yue, but as pawns, they had to rely on the earth at this moment, and had to show their fangs to their king.

This battle has nothing to do with faith, good or evil, or anything else.

Just to survive.

There is no luck in winning or losing.

The first light appeared in the dark world, but this light was not the dawn of hope, but a bloody full moon.

Blood moon, ominous.

As far as everyone could see, a beautiful woman, Ping Ping Tingting, walked out of the blood moon.

"Zhu Yue..."

………………… Well, the bedding is complete.

It makes sense, you guys are weak-hearted, in what chapter did Zhang Wuji appear?Too much hurry, you guys!Do you know premature ejaculation?

Oh, I'm going, Little North is bad...

Chapter 6 Qingzi

In [-] AD, spring.

Early sun, rising sun.

The sea is blue and the sky is blue, and seagulls fly by in waves on the vast sea.

It's still a hundred miles from land.

The waves rolled, and an old boat rose and fell between the waves. There was a person standing on the bow of the boat.

This is a man, young, not yet twenty, with a clean face, delicate and smooth like a woman's.

He is of average height, neither tall nor short, with an average build, neither fat nor thin. The only difference from most young people in modern Asia is that this person has long hair, a bun on his head, and a green bamboo hairpin hanging loosely. Inserted on top, it seems that it will fall out at any time.

What he was wearing was not ordinary clothes, but a moon-white feather coat, without any material, it was clean and light, with a clear temperament, as if he was a Taoist riding a dragon and wanted to go to the sky.

There is a green and pleasing little gourd hanging on the waist. The little gourd is swaying in the wind, just like a child's toy, and there is nothing magical about it.

This man stepped on a small boat without oars or sails, but he was moving fast in a predetermined direction straight as a line.

Riding the wind and breaking the waves to benefit the sea.

The sky this morning was washed blue, and there were faint flowing clouds in the blue. In the flowing clouds, a round of fiery red sun slowly rose from the sea level. In the golden glow of the sky, a brilliant purple aura pierced across the sky. from the east.

Stretching for tens of thousands of miles, it seems to be directly across from the other side of the Pacific Ocean. It is gorgeous and magnificent, and it is a wonder in the eyes of the world.

The young man on the bow did not look up at the wonders of the sky, his eyes seemed to be in a constant and ethereal space all the time, the pupils were dim, but not dead silent, as if there had been stars in the space for countless years.

People, standing on the bow.

Chaoyang, behind him, the warm sunlight that started to move turned into a pure and holy light wheel behind him, which seemed real and illusory, just like the perfect heart light behind the Buddha's head, without dirt, cleanness, omissions, and flaws.

His eyes are very calm and cold, without any superfluous emotions, neither likes nor dislikes, nor likes and dislikes, but it is not stagnant water with no waves, but the slight ripples blowing on the quiet lake, or the starry sky in summer, full of stars. canopy.

Eternal, yet ever-changing.

"The sea is boundless and the sky makes waves, and the mountain climbs to the top, and I am the peak!"

The young man sighed faintly, exhaled loudly, and what he saw in his eyes was no longer the monotonous meeting of water and sky, but a vast ocean.

Finally a little black appeared.

That's the outline of the land.

Humans, after all, are creatures that want to live on land.

With a slight effort under the feet, the speed of the steady boat rose sharply, turning into a black afterimage, shuttling between the waves...

The sea near the land suddenly had a strong wind and waves, and the violent sea wind blew past suddenly, and the boundless sea rushed towards the shore one wave after another, continuously.

However, a small boat is still stable in the wind and waves, and there is no danger of capsizing.

Wherever it passed, the wind and waves stopped, but the sound of the waves remained the same.

The people on the boat looked at the land in front of them.

Looking at the horizon, there was finally a hint of nostalgia in the calm and light eyes.

"Ten years..."

Ten years ago, he was a child under the age of ten. His father was the patriarch of a big family, his father was strict and his mother was kind, and he also had a icy and cute younger sister. He could be said to be a typical protagonist template.

But he had to run away from home for some things.

In order to avoid being searched by the family and the police, he hid in a fishing boat for three whole days without eating or drinking, and then went to sea, where he disappeared and his future was bleak.

Ten years later, he was able to cross the vast and boundless Pacific Ocean with only a small boat. In a few days, he swam the most extensive sea area in the world.

The young man looked up at the sky, deeply moved.

………………

Guanbuzi City in Kanto, in a large courtyard.

The cherry blossoms are all over the ground, and among the swaying and falling cherry blossoms, a tall, short-haired beauty in kimono stands with a knife. The blue printed traditional kimono is also embellished with some beautiful cherry blossom patterns. Staring at the sky coldly.

Her dark hair was blown by the breeze.

The strands of hair scattered at the corners of the mouth, a trace of light marks at the end of the eyebrows.

There seemed to be a boy's masculinity in the smile, a peerless beauty who combined femininity and masculinity.

Those dark brown pupils reflected the blue sky above the rain of flowers.

The brilliance of Chuyang reflected the harsh light on the sharp knife, which was cold and full of murderous intent.

The wind was blowing, and the beauty in the kimono squinted her eyes and looked towards the east.

………………

In early April, the cherry blossoms in the Kansai Plain seem to be a few days late, and now they are in full bloom.

Osaka, Ibaraki City, Misaki Town.

The morning sun shines in, and the shadows of the dark curtains become lighter with the sun.

The morning breeze passes through the hillside, making the wind chimes at the gate jingle. The huge mansion located on the top of the mountain is dotted with mottled gates with evergreen vines. A gloomy.

Through the big iron gate from a distance, you can see the three-story foreign-style mansion with a distinct British style. Because of years of disrepair, the wall skin in many places has cracked. In autumn, the dry wall skin is scraped by the north wind knife It will be sprinkled to the bottom of the wall, revealing the dark gray wall inside. If you put it in other places, you will feel that this place is a bit old, but here it always gives people the feeling of a ghost castle.

Especially the little brother who came to deliver food in the evening, in the red light of the setting sun, often mistakenly thinks that the mottled spots on the wall are old and dried blood. Like a female ghost.

"Youzhu! I'm leaving!"

A young girl's voice full of vigor came from it.

This voice is clean and clear, with a rare sense of strength and chic, which is very attractive.

"Squeak-"

The big iron gate was opened, and the girl named Aozaki Aoko embarked on her daily way to school.

The pure white woolen sweater, light red kilt, and thin black stockings set off the beautiful figure of the young girl.

Under the slender legs is a pair of small black leather boots.

Her long black hair reaches her buttocks, and the long soft bangs in the front are combed into a beautiful juliuhai. Her dark blue pupils are like her name. In her eyes are the love for life and the strength to accept everything calmly.

Aoko Aozaki, a 17-year-old girl, was suddenly identified by her grandfather as the heir of the fifth law on her birthday last year, and the magic seal was entrusted to her, and she was appointed as the manager of the city's spiritual veins at a young age.

Not only does she have to shoulder the burden of a family, but she also has to shoulder the glory of her ancestors, ask the witch who lives with her about magic knowledge, and at the same time live like an ordinary female high school student.

"Long live the ordinary!"

Just like a high school student with no prospects and no enterprising spirit, but she seems to be able to interpret a different meaning.

It seems to be the sharp-leaved grass that can be seen everywhere on the roadside. The scorching sun, frost, torrential rain and strong wind can't kill it completely. When the next spring arrives, it will come out tenaciously again, still swaying in the spring breeze, green and full of flowers. Vitality.

Aoko.

The protagonist you want is here, really, I don't have any patience at all...

Thanks to the coyotes for the ten thousand rewards, and the big tengu for the five thousand—both are trenches.

Thanks to xpc00000, Luen and Ada, Big Tengu, three-year college entrance examination (really miserable), 1006 wolf boy, beloved Miku, five fools, red wolf, DarkBeast, favorite trainer Ni-chan, Nagato Yuki (I want Niuzi), Kazama Warriors, Mao Li Duo Duo, Wutong Xiju, Menghui Gensokyo, Quicksand at Fingertips, Elomon Feather, Dragon's Call, Mingxu, Heartmark's rewards and monthly tickets, I am a little bit burdened by your enthusiasm Can't live.

Originally, there were still a few chapters about Emperor Qitian training Zhu Yue, since you are so impatient, you have to put it later.

Chapter 7 Chapter 4

The rising sun cast sparse tree shadows on her youthful face. There were no cherry blossom trees on the long slope of Shirai Inuzuka, which made the girl slightly regretful.

She took her schoolbag and walked towards the school at a leisurely pace. On the way from the mansion to the high school, she could see a piece of greenery emerging from the distant mountain. It was her home thirty miles away, and she was thinking about her cohabitant. ——What does Yuzu Kuonji, a witch who lives in seclusion, cook at night?

No, she would rather believe that her compatriot sister who ran away in anger and let go of her cruel words suddenly jumped out to give her a warm hug, and she would never believe that the young witch who never touches the sun will cook herself.