Chapter 261: The Night of Rain and Flow

Chapter 261: The Night of Rain and Flow

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As usual, it’s Aha’s fault!

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The azure ocean rolls up romantic and gorgeous pink waves, as dreamy as a dream. The cold sea water washes over your feet and rushes onto the beach carrying mud and sand.

The beach is pure white - pure white sand, pure white sky, pure white earth. Except for the ocean, it seems that the whole world has faded of its color, leaving only the original blankness.

Or maybe it is waiting for someone to come and add his own color to it.

This time, An Ming saw the blurry figure clearly, from the vague figure in the initial simulation to the words that were on the verge of breaking.

Until now.

"Finally... we meet again."

An Ming took a step forward and stretched out his hand, "Aini."

The long snow-white hair is like the fallen feathers of an angel, and the light blue gradient dress sets off her fair skin, but her eyes are full of affection that has never changed.

He finally met Annie in person, and in front of the pink and blue ocean before the simulation began, he touched the real her for the first time.

Ai Ni gently held An Ming's hand, and looked at him with some confusion in her eyes, but that soon turned into tenderness. She whispered, "I have been waiting for someone."

She had forgotten many things, but she had not forgotten his name.

So she won't admit her mistake.

"An Ming."

Annie walked towards An Ming step by step, walking on the pink and blue sea water. She gently touched his cheek and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"I love you."

This time, she could finally finish her words, and in this pure white world, express the love that had been left unexpressed countless times.

She really loved him so much that she forgot everything except the most important name.

The gap in the simulation was quickly submerged, and An Ming didn't even have time to feel the residual warmth in his palms before he was swallowed up by the sea water and submerged in the deeper sea.

The strong white light swallowed everything, and the sounds in my ears gradually fell silent. After an unknown amount of time, the clear sound of raindrops echoed in my ears.

"Hey, yes, that's you!"

"Want to get rich overnight? Become a big shot in New Tavi?"

"If you have a dream, join World Tree Technology and create the future of New Tavi! You will be the next chairman!"

The infectious sound from the illusory neon billboard was soon drowned out by the increasingly torrential rain. The falling raindrops penetrated the ground like bullets, splashing up streaks of broken water.

The heavy rain blurred the vision, and the neon light was divided into countless rays of light in the water.

The 9123rd performance of the play "Fireworks" is in progress - colorful projections form a smiling girl with twin ponytails, and raindrops penetrate and rise.

——A sharp and freezing line crossed the sky, and wherever it passed, the rain condensed into ice and fell as ice crystals.

The blood on the man's cheek solidified into bloody ice, and the heavy rain flowed like a waterfall, as if it was the cry of the world.

But at such a moment, the man could not hear any sound.

In the darkness during the rainstorm, there was only a pair of scarlet lights swaying in the flowing rainwater. They were the pupils of the god of death.

On the dark rainy night, the sound of a child crying was heard. The man looked at the boy in his arms, and his right hand fell on the cherry-colored hilt at his waist. The three obvious hollows on the hilt flashed with coldness.

The temperature seemed to drop by dozens of degrees in an instant.

"Chief of the Fire Chasers, Qianliu."

A mechanical and hollow sound came from the dark heavy armor, and the heavy hammer that was so heavy that it could cause the ground to collapse was swung in its hand as lightly as a feather.

Water drops dripped down the hilt of the sword, condensed into ice, and emitted a heart-pounding chill.

The ice-blue blade slowly unsheathed, Qianliu held the sword in one hand, and the torrential rain of the same color as the sky and the earth was reflected in his eyes.

At the end of the rainstorm, there stands the World Tree Building that is taller than the sky, and the bright cursor is as clear as ever even in such extreme weather.

"The chairman wants your head."

The rain is still falling, but the world is extremely quiet.

"Can you still see the sky of Edo clearly?" Qianliu's eyes were calm, but there was an unquenchable fire burning in them.

"pity."

The dark figure sighed softly, "Goodbye."

The giant hammer was like a shadow, stirring up violent flames. Although he was wearing heavy armor, he was as fast as a ghost.

Many times, people have to make choices.

For example, at this moment, will you regret it?

I regret not drawing my sword against the world.

In an instant - the ice-blue sword was unsheathed, and the rain froze wherever it passed. The flames in Qianliu's eyes trembled violently, and frozen blood overflowed from his palms.

The originally dark hollow groove lit up the first one.

"【Thousand Sakura】One Moment is worthy of its reputation."

There was a soft sound of applause, and the huge figure just stood there, his whole body covered with bloody frost.

The executioner's heavy armor developed with the latest cutting-edge technology from the World Tree was instantly shattered into ice powder, and blood mixed with rainwater flowed into the sewer from the soles of his feet.

The heavy hammer in its hand pierced Qianliu's side, leaving a bleeding hole. It was the condensed ice that prevented Qianliu from losing consciousness immediately.

"That's all."

"..."

Qianliu still held the boy tightly in his arms, slowly raised Qianying with his right hand, his eyes stern.

"Chizakura."

A flash of icy blue fire suddenly burst out from the third hollow of the hilt, and then engulfed the entire groove - "Transcendence."

Every drop of rain seemed to be attracted by the sword blade, gathering at the tip of the sword and condensing into ice.

The rainstorm hovered in the air, and snowflakes fell like cherry blossoms.

Qianliu carried the boy away without looking back, leaving behind a frozen figure and a crack that was gradually spreading.

The snow in the sky looks like cherry blossoms.

Then, heavy rain fell again, submerging everything.

"Wow~~~!"

The barefoot girl with twin ponytails squatted in front of the ice mixed with blood and flesh, picked up a branch on the side of the road and poked it curiously, "That 'Death God' is really dead."

The heavy rain blurred the girl's beautiful makeup, but she just couldn't help but laugh softly, as if she had found something interesting toy.

Perhaps, the final mask is about to be obtained.

"really..."

"A dead 'Death' is a good Death~"

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"Boss!"

"Mr. Qianliu!"

"dad--!"

Qianliu lost his strength the moment he walked into the base, and held the boy tightly in his arms and refused to let go.

"listen to me..."

He held the girl's hand and smiled kindly, "This is Edo's last hope. Don't let this flame go out."

The thousand cherries fell from his hand, and only then could everyone see the dim third hollow one.

The girl burst into tears, "I don't want any hope... I just want you to stay with me forever!" She held Qianliu's hand tightly until that hand completely lost its temperature.

Qianliu closed his eyes peacefully and stopped breathing surrounded by everyone in the base.

The fuzzy code behind the neck gradually dimmed until it disappeared completely.

The girl suddenly froze in place, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"I..."

"Why are you crying?"