hotel.

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Mio Natsume curled up in his arms, gently embraced her soft snow body, and closed her eyes.

In her arms, Mio Natsume, who was already asleep, felt her warm embrace and couldn't help but arch forward.

Then...a clear tears suddenly slid down her cheeks.

Space and time.

It seems to be intertwined at this moment, freezing.

In the hazy.

In a dream.

Natsume Mio felt that she... seemed to have become another Mio.

...

Huangquan Kingdom.

The sky was churning with black fog.

There was also black fog everywhere.

Very low visibility.

The ground is dry and dark.

But when you step on it, it feels like stepping on a corpse, and a slight rebound feeling will come from the soles of your feet.

Natsume Mio stood in a daze, helpless.

Tatta.

Sudden.

There was a gentle rustling sound coming from all around, as if footsteps were approaching.

Immediately afterwards, the conversation started to sound.

But Mio Natsume couldn't hear what they were saying.

It just felt...a group of people hiding in the shadows, staring in blood-red eyes, peeping at themselves with malice, and whispering.

Natsume Mio pursed her lips, squatted down slowly, and buried her face in her knees.

It seems like this can be safer.

But... it's useless.

The whispers still lingered around me.

She began to tremble and sobbed gently.

A young girl in the flowery season, no matter how strong she is, it will be useless.

A huge sense of despair hit her, and she was about to swallow her up...

"MiO."

A wide palm suddenly pressed on her shoulder, pulling back Natsume Mio, who was on the verge of collapse.

Hear familiar voices.

She suddenly raised her head from her knees, then slowly turned her head, and looked at the tall man standing behind her with tears in her eyes. After a brief shock, she stood up and threw herself into the man's arms.

Although she knew this was Huangquan Country.

The man in front of him may be fake.

But she still rushed forward without any hesitation.

"Brother of righteousness...Brother of righteousness...Brother of elder brother..."

She murmured, and while she collapsed and cried, she hugged the man hard, speaking intermittently.

Brother... it's true.

It's true.

"Feel sorry."

Man...Nanfeng Beiyuan gently patted her thin back, and his eyes passed over the girl in his arms, looking at the front with black fog and extremely low visibility, pursing his lips, silent.

finally.

The girl, whose hands and feet were cold and almost collapsed, took enough temperature in the warm arms of the north wind in Beiyuan, and gradually calmed down.

While reason returned, she finally noticed a key thing.

She slowly raised her head, looked at her righteous brother, and said in a crying voice: "...Why are you here? Didn't I let you go?"

"You and grandpa were dragged in, I can't just watch it."

Beiyuan Nanfeng lowered his head, smiled, and replied calmly: "That's not my style."

"I don't want to dream of the dark gate of the Yellow Springs and the self who has not entered every night... that would be too disgusting. Oh, if I have to mention my regrets to others with a look of grievance when I get old, it would be even more disgusting. I don't like this kind of development."

"So I stepped in myself."

"Well... I'll take you home."

“…”

Natsume Mio held Kitahara Nanfeng's collar tightly, looked at his face, sobbing, trying to say something, but then found that she couldn't say anything.

She opened her mouth slightly.

The huge despair and regret that emerged from the bottom of her heart made her heart tighten.

She hugged Beiyuan Nanfeng hard, enduring the piercing pain, and collapsed and said, "Sorry Brother Rebellion... I'm sorry... Grandpa is really crazy... I've implicated you..."

"What do you think of?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng slapped her perky buttocks hard, and forced her to pull her out of her huge despair, and said with a smile: "I just said that I'm here to take you home."

"Can't go back..."

"Who said that?"

“…”

"I said I could go back. Isn't there any Huangquan Birasaka, the legendary Huangquan Road? I can always go out."

Kitahara Nanfeng interrupted Mio Natsume softly and looked at her.

Natsume Mio pursed her lips and looked at Kitahara Nanfeng with red eyes, unable to speak anymore.

"Let's go."

Beiyuan Nanfeng was silent for a moment, smiled and gently touched her forehead with his forehead, then let go of her, took her hand, and began to walk forward.

"MiO, do you know that the earth is round, right? Imperial Spring Kingdom is also round. Don't worry, I will always go out. I promise, I will take you back."

The north and south wind are at the mouth of the mouth.

Mio Natsume burst out laughing, her long-lost smile with a little tears.

At this time, she had not yet understood the weight of the words "Ninfeng, the North".

The two began to walk.

In the Yellow Springs Country with black fog.

In one direction.

Keep walking.

Gradually.

Mio Natsume's physical strength began to fail to keep up.

Beiyuan Nanfeng noticed this and suddenly squatted down in front of her.

"Come on, I'll carry you."

"No……"

"Don't worry, I can throw you out with bare hands, can't I carry you? And I can walk faster with you on my back."

“…”

Finally, at the repeated request of the North Yuan Nanfeng, Mio lay on the back of the North Yuan Nanfeng.

Then the Yellow Springs Kingdom was churning with black fog.

Only one footstep is left.

Time seems to have stopped.

The north and south wind kept walking and continued to speak.

Mio Natsume, who was more and more blurred, stayed awake.
To be continued...