I, Sakura Matou, the third seat of Chasing Fire!

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So you guys and stop me?

This sentence is not serious, even with a hint of frivolity, but the consciousness in it is like a mountain.

Against her?

Is this really possible?

Not because of the acquired memories, that kind of thing is somewhat illusory to them after all.

And there are some weird problems with that memory.

True and false, false and true.

The incomparable contradiction makes it hard to believe, but it also makes people want to believe it.

"Everyone and Mu Yu calm down, okay?"

As always, she stood in the way.

It's just that it wasn't like this last time.

still

It's an annoying memory, and sure enough, this place doesn't belong to me.

But it doesn't matter, I can go back immediately and welcome her world.

Look at the Herrscher core in his hand, and let it become a part of himself under the eyes of everyone.

The beating heart is like thunder raging in the dark clouds.

The deafening roar, the surroundings are changing, the space is also changing, and even the reality is changing.

Dreamy colors are shining, and countless pictures emerge from that brilliance.

That is not a memory, but a corner of countless worlds.

It is the countless corners of this world.

At this point, the Lawrence of the Fanwai ranks in nothingness, and the Herrscher with the nothingness is born!

260 Two, the ballad under the night

The battle never started

Everything is the same as before, as if going back to that past.

A girl as gorgeous as flying flowers stands in front of everyone.

At that moment, she was no longer the usual one.

But as a lawyer.

The law of origin, or the law of people.

Wedding dress, pure white gauze.

She looked so beautiful at that time.

It's also so exciting....

No, everything that belongs to her is so beautiful.

She loves everything, and the people she loves give her the response of being loved,

She is so beautiful, as flawless as a crystal flower.

At that moment, the true self and the nothingness formed the perfect contrast.

Nothing, nothing but pure nothingness beneath the surface.

And the real me...

Ha ha, what can I say more out of order.

Everything lost its meaning at that moment.

It's like life is taken away and death is given.

Powerless, useless, and so-called incompetent.

Is that a failure?

Complicated hearts and intertwined emotions are like messy movements.

It doesn't even constitute a so-called movement, just a series of meaningless cacophony,

She still remembers the arrogance she showed in front of Zi ah

Beautiful and wonderful.

It was so cold to her.

For her, it was a coldness that could not be extinguished by the sun, even if she burned herself for thousands of kalpas.

So at that moment, she put down the blade of nothingness in her hand.

Because everything loses its meaning.

Yeah, no more, nothing more.

Like nothingness itself, like a meaningless past.

There is a difference between understanding and accepting.

At least it seemed so to her.

Looking back at his past.

There are many meaningful things and meaningless things.

But... no, it's not like that.

Still there.

At least...at the end, she was looking at her, looking into those eyes.

It has changed, but what remains unchanged is the feeling, the heart that is willing to love everything about human beings.

Really noble and beautiful eyes.

It's a pity that it was a bit too shining for her.

It's ridiculous.

No?

The power that possesses light loathes the existence of this light at this moment.

Complicated, contradictory, unreasonable.

The world is like this, and so is she at this moment.

On this day, at that moment.

Everything lost its meaning.

So there is no point in fighting.

ended.

It's all over.

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The cold night wind blows head-on.

A bit of coolness gently patted Sakura's cheek.

At this moment, she was the only one here, but soon, with the sound of another person's footsteps, the situation of only one person was instantly broken.

"I thought it was going to be her."

"Ellie?"

An elegant voice sounded slowly, drifting with the cold wind.

That voice is so familiar, and the figure that has not yet been seen is so nostalgic.

eden......

The faint smell of wine came to me with the flowing wind.

She is drinking again.

Completely out of instinct, she got up and took the wine bottle from the opponent's hand.

"How many times have I said this! Don't drink so much alcohol! You will be in trouble if you get drunk!"

She pressed the other person's shoulders, and created a chair, towel, and even a whole set of tea sets in one thought.

And she sat on the chair blankly.

That wasn't her intention, she was pinned to a chair.

A cold towel was stuck to his face, and his originally vague consciousness suddenly became clear.

Her movements were very gentle, without any discomfort.

Her movements were very careful, as if she was wiping a beloved treasure.

I?

Is it me?

I couldn't help but have this doubt in my heart, and came to her with a touch of lightly fragrant tea.

"Open your mouth and drink it, and you'll be all right after your tea,"

Some familiar dialogues, and that strong sense of déjà vu.

The girl seems to have returned to the past, when she was not that Eden, but just a child of her parents.

At that time, when I was sick.

Her kind mother also said the same, holding a bowl of boiled Chinese medicine in front of her, and said similar words at this moment with gentle words.

It's like going back in time.

It was like seeing my mother from the past.

It's just that what flows through the mouth at this moment is not the bitter Chinese medicine, but the tea with the fragrance of tea.

Disappeared towels, disappeared tea sets.

Sakura, who realized that she had done unnecessary things, became a little silent.

She returned to her original position, staring blankly into the distance,

Only her hands that hugged her legs under the hem of the skirt seemed to be trembling.

It was as if her heart was beating alive at the moment.

A smile appeared on his face.

She got out of the chair and came to her side.

The Eden who is no longer Yingjie is just the sister Eden who is her memory.

She knew it was mean.

Because she is not the other self in her memory.

But at this moment, she is willing and wants to be the self in the memory of the other party.

Allie she...

Forget it, let's put Ellie aside for now.

Hopefully she won't be mad at herself afterwards. "Would you like to talk to me?"

Her voice is very gentle, even if there is no so-called tune, it is like a ballad sung on the stage.