Wang Wang's dream color

"Boom!"

One hit won't do it!

Yuan took a step forward, holding the racket with one hand like the edge of a sword and pointing at——

The night sky is shining brightly, and there is a huge wind and snow swirling up and into the clouds——

The tyrannical snowstorm rolls up the black ink night sky——

The glaring light of the day was wrapped in the wind and snow that was blowing all over the sky—it melted into a frightening and frightening storm!

A sudden hurricane swept across the audience——

Yuan took a step, and there was a terrifying pillar shadow looming in the storm——

The increasingly gloomy and oppressive atmosphere choked everyone's hearts with an uncontrollable coldness——

Sakura looked at the huge aurora violence that was getting more and more formed, and finally turned her face. The figure half-embracing her behind her stretched out her hand in surprise, sensing the mist of tyranny that was constantly being swallowed and transformed——

The phantom of the wings in the air has been pulled out of shape by the vortex of the storm, and countless surging forces are continuously being swallowed into the aurora that has already enveloped Yuan's figure...

Finally, the crazily whirling storm froze for a moment, the figure that had been submerged in the swirl of light moved slightly, and there was a sharp "thrilling" sound that burst into Ying Nao's ear!

"boom!"

The extremely dazzling aurora flashed in an instant wrapped in ice fog, pulling Sakura sitting on the throne with a black hole-like attraction, and a few light blades scratched the shadow of the black mist behind Sakura——" Sting, sting, sting!" The sound of burning!

The shadow of smoke rises immediately!

Ying Nai focused her eyes, and stretched her hand into the aurora that tore the air with a puff of smoke from her backhand - pursed her lips and pulled out a flickering light blade that shattered the light and snow - there was a dark red blood line from the blade Swipe up and down—a shock!Sakura staggered a step, and the blood on the corners of her lips became darker.

The ink in her eyes was so thick that she broke the blade in her hand with a single swing - the figure behind her was spinning and floating, and what became more and more blurred was Ying Nao's more mysterious look -

She looked up, and groaned amidst the storm of wind, snow and light——

There was a shocking black mist rolling out of the dark red lines like waves——

Wherever he went - the wind disappeared and the snow was silent!

She raised her arms, and sang obscure words together with the floating figure——Countless smoke of various colors hidden in the thick fog curled up——

A moment in a hundred steps - a moment in a thousand years -

The lines that cover the sky and the sun suddenly exploded!

When Ying Nai lowered her eyebrows, she saw that the forehead was dark red like blood—the black mist behind her was like a demon... the throne fell!

She chuckled, and in the sinister voice—smoke winding—teared away!

"boom!

Destroyed in an instant - the violence of the aurora!

Another moment - the world suddenly quiet!

In an empty arena—

Nothing remains, only drops of blood slipping down, indifferent like snow falling...

"Ryuzaki——Victory!"

A large cloud floated overhead, covering the light and casting a shadow. The final whistle blew, and the whole game, which lasted for almost half a day, finally came to an end at the end of the last game.

Whether it is the players of the two teams or the audience watching the game, they all let out a long breath of relaxation after several battles.

Ying Nai, who was standing still, raised her eyebrows slightly. Everyone's cheers and applause were remembered for her. After looking around for a week, she turned around and left the stage. The back that was gradually entering the exit was far from the cheers... and went away against the light...

Yuan, whose face was as pale as a sheet of paper, put down his hand that was dripping with blood, and looked at the figure with a faint smile in the distance with his cold eyes, for a long time, he sighed slightly, with a little bit of regret in his eyes.

After all, it is back.

Everything after the game ended in a carnival. Everyone was invited to a grand dinner, but only a few people quietly escaped before the dinner started.

The sun was already in the west, and the sound of light and shadow balls still came from the empty yard in the outer suburbs.

Holding the racquet, he walked into the courtyard on the side of the manor. The hooded figure saw the two people who were still playing one ball and one ball. They didn't speak, but picked up a sword scattered on the ground, and drew The sword flower flung the sword over smoothly——

"Clank" sounded sharply!The sword handle was inserted into the ground less than half a meter in front of the man, and there was a soft "buzzing", and the sword trembled under the force.

"what are you doing?"

On the other side, Xia Luo, who was playing happily, saw that the game he had won so hard was interrupted again, frowned rarely, and glared angrily at the girl who took off her hood and revealed a cold face.

"It's really you."

Glancing lightly at Xia Luo, who was glaring at him, there was a hint of understanding in the eyes of the visitor. It was the original of the two who disappeared before the dinner.

"So, you called him from the field?"

Although it was a question, it was already in a firm tone.

Yuan looked at the slender figure like a bamboo with no expression, and his voice was a little subtle.

The man didn't speak, just nodded his head, not concealing the color of his pale lips, showing a lingering smile like snow.

It's not someone else... Looking at the usual smile on Bai's face, Yuan snorted softly.

"why?"

"you are not..."

A ray of light flashed, and a figure exactly like him appeared beside Bai, who spoke slowly, with a different warmth in his voice.

"I've been looking forward to the fight with that girl..."

Originally looking at the man who spoke lightly, and then seeing the deeper smile on the face of the real body, he was dumb for a moment.

The light is getting darker, the courtyard is buzzing with insects, and the breeze is not diminishing... The words are affectionate.

Earlier, at the exit of the stadium.

"Grandpa the housekeeper..."

There was still a post-match noise and chaos behind him, Sakura dodged the crowd, saw the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar old man waiting by the exit street, softened his face, and greeted him.

"Long time no see, Miss Sakura."

Bowing, Richard, who had been waiting for a long time, opened the car door for the girl who walked in front of him, and his voice couldn't hide his relief.

"please."

"he..."

Lowering her head and preparing to get in the car, Sakura suddenly remembered something, and just about to turn her head to ask, Richard on the side already answered clearly.

"The young master doesn't know yet."

"Ah."

Smiling, Sakura's eyes lit up and got into the car.

The crowd walking out of the street was scattered and noisy, Sakura leaned her head on the car window, watching the scattered noise gradually fall behind the car, the scenery on both sides gradually became quiet, and her mood gradually became surprisingly calm.

The car slowly drove into the huge manor, the twilight merged, and the soft and gorgeous sunset glow sprinkled over the quiet buildings, blurring a section of gorgeous and colorful light mist.

A large lush forest can be seen in the distance, it is already late summer, and the cherry blossom season is too early, but Sakurano looks away, she can still imagine the splendid scene in the forest when the flowers bloom, it will definitely be the same as the flower in her memory The sea is densely overlapped.

The car stopped in front of the tall fountain, and Richard opened the car door for Sakura, watching her get out of the car and look around at the almost unchanged scene.

In front of me is the same magnificent castle as many years ago, with the atmosphere of ancient European nobility, and there are still old green vines climbing up a few corners of the rock wall, and the whole building looks remote and secluded under the twilight.

Ying Nai walked a few steps, and saw a few slightly new corridors extending from one side, and the painted spire of the glass greenhouse could be faintly seen.

"The young master should be in the greenhouse at this time."

"Ah."

Slightly nodding, Ying Nai stepped onto a specially made glass path, which was a meandering path leading to the flower house. Looking down, she could still see colorful stones paved under it, and at this moment, there were flickering and flowing colors under the light.

The whole castle is caged in a huge manor, and Sakura is walking on the path. From time to time, the servants who come and go cast curious and respectful eyes on her, and the people around are gradually no longer familiar, but this place and the scene are Never transformed.

The closer you get to the tall glass house, the more lush the nearby plants are, and you can see various flowers, some of which are almost withered, and some are in full bloom.

Sakura slightly clenched her fingers, her footsteps approached the splendid house from a distance, and she seemed more and more timid and hesitant.

Suddenly, stroking the forehead with a bit of a broken smile, Sakura smoothed her hair, and the smile on the corners of her eyes showed a hint of longing.

She quickened her pace, and finally one step at a time... approached there.

"Sakura, do you particularly like cherry blossoms?"

That year, he found her dozing under the tree somewhere in the sea of ​​flowers, gently woke her up, smiled softly, picked off the broken flowers that fell from her head, and bowed her delicate face —like an angel quietly descending upon her in the soft light of the afternoon.

"I like it a lot. But not particularly."

She was very young at that time, after thinking about it, she frowned affirmatively and negatively, making him dumbfounded and laughing.

"Then what do you particularly like?"

"Me? I really like..."

......

The old time that flashed by in front of her eyes went away, Sakura turned her head, and her subordinates had gently pushed open the last door.

There are large areas of enchanting flowers blooming in front of you, clumps of roses are in full bloom in the whole flower house, and countless seas of flowers are crowded and blooming in the perennial flowering period, filling every corner here, which makes people feel embarrassed. On that thinly paved glass path - I was intoxicated in the fragrant fragrance for a long time.

She has never seen such a scene before, every inch of space above and below... is filled with that intoxicating atmosphere, that dazzling bloom.

This is a new scenery that she has never seen here, a new scenery carefully poured by that person.

She stepped forward lightly, turned around the tall rose walls, and finally saw a figure sitting in a wheelchair on the small grassy field, carrying a water bottle and carefully watering the young seedlings beside her.

In the center of the flower room, on the well-arranged resting grass carpet, the sunset in the west, with the afterglow of the sunset, through the high glass dome, casts almost blurred light, draped over the figure, like a cage A thin layer of gauze--

Blurred his outline...almost unreal...

As if she had finally noticed something, the figure with her back turned slightly moved, and the axle of the crystal under the seat moved slightly, and the flickering light stung her slightly sore eyes for a moment.

She watched him turn around, her slightly surprised eyes fell on her, and then...slowly—smiled.

As before, no matter where he hid, he found her, bent down... and smiled very dotingly and tenderly.

Thousands of days and nights are fleeting... The pictures from many years ago will not be forgotten for a long time.

She walked forward slowly, looked at the delicate and gentle face like a fairy, smiled lightly, and her tone was normal like—

They never changed...she, never left.

"I am back."

She heard herself say this, and then saw the person in front of her touch a pure white rose, just like before - gentle and doting.

His fingertips holding the flower branches trembled slightly, and the deep light in his eyes flickered——it turned into the gentleness that had settled down.

"Welcome back..."

He spoke... His voice was as deep as a violin... He was dumb for a moment.

"my princess."