"Through the mirror of virtuality and reality, I come to my vocal range. Music is our resonance."

"Hold half of it! Keep walking, keep walking, keep walking..."

"On July 12, 2020, 19:12, Luo Tianyi's 2020 birthday party, see you there!"

Looking at the words on the letter, Luo Tianyi and Le Zhengling were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other in unison.

"A Ling... today should be September 2019, right?" Finally, Luo Tianyi swallowed hard and talked to Le Zhengling.

"Yeah, yes, Old Wei is really caring. Will he help you prepare for next year's birthday so soon?" Le Zhengling also shook her head in amusement, picked up the letter and put it away.

I don’t understand what this means!

It's all for next year, is it necessary to explain it to the two of them now?

It’s quite thoughtful. He actually considered holding a mock birthday party at this time and made preparations for Tianyi’s birthday next year. He is really a thoughtful agent!

The cake is quite delicious, and recently Tianyi has shown some willingness to communicate with fans online, so let Wei just do whatever he wants~

The two women looked at each other and smiled, put away the roll of letter paper, picked up the song file attached to the letter, and went to bed first.

late at night.

Walking out of Le Zheng's house, Wei Cheng sensed the spiritual fluctuations coming from the depths of the house, and suddenly smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

Exposed?

Forget it, just expose it.

Paper could not contain the fire. As a good friend who often came into contact with Yan He, he did not expect to be able to hide the truth from Tianyi and A Ling.

Anyway, I came here to visit Luo Tianyi and Le Zhengling in this era. This goal has been achieved. Next, I just need to leave the unfinished mess to myself in this era.

"It's really... so nostalgic!"

A strange idea suddenly appeared in his mind, his hair was dyed with vicissitudes of life, and data surged in his eyes. A white-haired old man who looked very similar to Wei Cheng appeared here, and then silently escaped into the void and walked into history.

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Holding a book in his hand and looking at the words marked with the singer's voice library, the old man showed a happy smile on his face.

"Happy birthday to you, Tianyi."

Cutting open the space and stepping into the long river of time, the old man's figure blurred and completely disappeared.

At the same time, in the garden trial field, Wei Cheng, who had just finished practicing the small fireball technique and said goodbye to Qi Yinghua, suddenly felt an abnormality in his mind and subconsciously looked at the system panel.

Just now, the system seemed to... have a slight shaking?

"Is it an illusion?"

Wei Cheng carefully sensed the system panel with his mental power, but found nothing unusual for a long time. Wei Cheng shook his head and hit his head in a funny way.

"Hey, maybe you are nervous because you have been under too much pressure recently?" He judged the vibration of the system just now as his own illusion.

After all, he had just released control of his clone, and the memory of that clone would probably return soon.

However, Lao Wei didn't realize that unknowingly, the memory of organizing a birthday party for Luo Tianyi a week later had appeared in his mind. Before this moment, this memory had never existed.

appeared in his mind.

At the same time, the old man who disappeared from near Lezheng's home suddenly appeared above the garden trial ground, staring at the Music Saint Academy of this era.

“It’s so nostalgic!”

"I hope I can save everything that is coming this time!"

"After all, that's what I'm here for."

A silent sigh sounded, and the old man sighed slightly, his eyes penetrated the layers of barriers, and the figure of Old Wei in the sea of ​​flowers appeared in his eyes.

Then, the old man stepped out, crossing countless time, space and distance, and returned to Old Wei's mind silently. After integrating with the system panel, he closed his eyes.

Early morning.

When Wei Cheng and others left the Forest of Sound and continued to wander in the Garden Trial Field, the old man silently left Old Wei's body again and stepped out of the confinement of time and space.

This time, he did not show up in front of anyone, but quietly walked around Yin Sheng Academy. After visiting this extremely familiar place, he went to other places.

After hurriedly scanning the entire continent and making some arrangements, the old man looked up at the sky, as if he were a ghost that did not exist in the world. He moved like a ghost and spanned most of the universe in an instant.

Inhaling the fragrance of the earth's earthy scent, I swam through the black ocean dotted with stars, passed through the demonic realm filled with flames, and finally arrived at the midway point of the journey, the Star of Sound.

Existing in the universe and shining forever, the old man stared at this planet composed of data and sighed.

"The war of all realms is about to begin again."

Stepping out, his spirit body flashed, the old man ignored the turbulent flow of data, stepped directly into the Star of Sound, and entered the world of sound from this entrance.

"I'm finally back here. It seems like there are a lot more songs than before."

Staring at the world community with no end in sight, the old man smiled freely and wandered around in this large interface. Occasionally he would break into some song worlds to see and comfort the people living in the data.

Finally, he returned to the Sound Star, passed through the entrance like a ghost, and returned to Old Wei's body again.

"It's just that in this state, we can't make substantial changes after all. Let's use our body for the time being! It won't be counted among the only three opportunities."

In an instant, everything stopped and the world fell into black and white.

In the still world, the old man's figure replaced Wei Cheng's original position. His appearance was not much different from his own, but the fluctuations of time and space on his body were extremely profound.

Ding!

The next moment, a crisp impact sounded. Before the old man could take action, a blood-red chain emerged and was buried firmly on the old man's body. The other end of the chain disappeared into the void, leading to nowhere.

Then, another black and white chain and a looming vermilion door also appeared at the same time, along with several other different instruments to suppress it.

Thirteen great seals appeared, but only the seals managed by Soul Soul Lock and Yin-Yang Chain were in a slightly loose state.

"..."

The old man raised his hand, and the sealed end of the blood-colored chain collapsed, and half of the chain was held in his hand. He stared at the broken soul chain that was broken into two parts, and was speechless for a moment.

Many years ago, the lower half of this chain was given to Yayin Gongyu for self-defense, but the Soul Chain now in front of us is only a quarter of its complete form.

"Be brave! Before the war of all realms begins, we must find the remaining fragments of Soul Soul Lock and collect half of them! Otherwise, with our current abilities, we will not be qualified to participate in that level of war!"

"You are me too, at least don't be like in the previous life, where no one was able to save me, and in the end I was left with no power, but lost everything!"

Shaking his head as if he hated iron, the old man pressed his head, feeling helpless. The seal wrapped around his body surged, hidden in the void, and was faintly connected to a huge crack.

The next moment, the old man disappeared from the spot, wandering in this black and white world, and soon came to the principal's office of Yin Sheng Academy.

When the old man's figure approached the principal's office and was about to enter, Ye Shan, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, opened his eyes. A ball of data surged out of his Tianling Gai and blocked him in front of him.

"What do you want, your Excellency?" Data transformed into Ye Shan's appearance, and he spoke seriously.

When the old man saw Data Yeshan standing in front of him, he was not in a hurry to rush in, but said leisurely: "Not bad!"

"I didn't expect that there would be such a person beside Wei Cheng on this primitive planet. Ring Master Ye Shan, right?"

Data Yeshan was originally on alert, but the next moment, he was a little frightened.

The old man disappeared and appeared behind him at some point, sending a chill down Ye Shan's spine.

However, the old man just patted Ye Shan on the shoulder from behind and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's just some simple tests. Since you have the strength to move in the static realm of time, it should be more than enough to face those clowns in the demon world. I

I won’t get involved in this anymore.”

Then, the information rotated in the old man's eyes, and he saw a green line connecting from Data Hayama to Hatsune Miku who was on the other side of the tower, and he let out a chuckle.

No wonder!

When he was still in Wei Cheng's mind, he had been wondering, Hatsune Miku was obviously a pure singer, why could she even reach the level of a warrior and not even weak in strength?

The feeling is that the system on Ye Shan's body in front of her binds her, and the realms of the two are synchronized!

Putting it this way, the relationship between Hayama and Hatsune Miku is closer than he thought before. They are both like contractors who are bound together for mutual prosperity and loss!

In this case, it makes sense for Hayama to sometimes dress up as Hatsune Miku, as well as the issue of the realm of the princess.

Looking at it, the old man looked through time and space with his eyes, and saw the emerald green ring's shadow, flickering in the void, and sweeping away thousands of armies with the power of thunder...

"Okay, I have something else to do, so I won't bother you anymore."

After using "Future Sight" to peek into Hayama's future, the old man smiled, disappeared again, and appeared in the mysterious park.

Xinsheng Park, the place where Wei thought he walked out when he traveled through time, was now filled with lively crowds.

But the old man ignored the crowd and walked straight to the stone in front of the park. With a stroke of his finger, the door opened and the ancient road leading to the void appeared.

Without hesitation, he stepped onto the ancient road. In the next moment, the old man's figure appeared in the endless void again. Stepping on the ancient road, he looked at countless worlds that were constantly rising and falling, silently.

In the eyes of the old man, he seemed to see data streams emerging in all the worlds, one after another from countless creators, passing through the void and finally converging into a sky-blue silhouette, connecting all the heavens.

All realms.

That girl is made up of fantasy, wandering between virtuality and reality. She is a communicator of music, and she is also a collection of creator-less dreams, carrying a world of tens of thousands of songs.

"A real singer comes from the tireless efforts of many creators and the support of fans, right?"

Looking at the eight different forms of Tianyi and listening to the sounds of Jinyiwei from all over the world, the old man smiled.

"Tianyi, since you are celebrating your 8th birthday, maybe I can do my best to help you prolong your happy time!"
To be continued...