(..) The Legend of the Oriental Pale 6: Updated: 23-7- 4:5:32. Falling cherry blossoms-6 Gray cherry blossoms  said.b. Updated

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Sakura, Sakura... Please... Please open your eyes quickly.

A shrine full of loneliness and loneliness, a girl with only a single figure hugged the little life in her arms.

Please, please... Whether it is the Dragon God or the Supreme God, I will do my job as a witch honestly... Please, there is only this child... only this child...

The choking sound came from the mouth of this girl who basically didn't show this expression.

…Please…

Not enough, not enough... Woo.

Damn, damn, why is this happening... Why is my family definitely not staying with me...

Embracing the fragile little life with all her might, the girl's voice was full of reluctance. She was the witch of God, but she had never prayed to God in her life.

If this is a punishment from God, please punish me alone. This child is innocent and won’t do anything good at work as a witch in the future...

I can't ignore anything else, this child is the only one...

It hurts so much, Sakura, wake up quickly, I want to see you so much, I want to see you so much.

My heart was almost torn apart, and my chest was about to collapse.

The call of Ling Meng cannot awaken the awakening of the young life. The young life, no, is a tiny life. These fantasy creatures themselves have different degrees of life span.

She, Boli, was clearly aware of this.

but……

Holding the life in my arms tightly with the candle in the wind, the beautiful cherry blossoms are about to wither.

I really want to meet, why do even such things become extravagant?

...

Steamed steamed buns...

Boli Lingmeng recalled the screams of her family in her arms that were always hanging on her lips.

Recalling the small life form that she encountered since spring, I fantasize about cherry blossoms in the bio-oil warehouse.

It consists of only three very cute names, Hiragana, saula.

...The steamed buns come.

Ling Meng was extremely hopeful that the child in her arms could continue to shout so carefreely.

Touching the body that could not move, Ling Meng remembered the time from March and April this year, when the cherry blossoms were about to wither, when Yakumo Zi came back from her present life, she met this child.

And then, it's been here, there.

In the witch's bedroom in the shrine, there were also a bunch of big-headed stickers that were taken in the world like fools. Those colorful alternative photos were different from the monotonous colors she had seen in the world.

Those big-headed stickers exude very charming colors.

The fact that it was said to be Sakura's sister made people a little happy and excited.

Yes, yakura... Sakura, sister is here, sister misses you so much, it’s still early today. If you fall asleep too early, you will be completely unable to fall asleep when you wake up in the middle of the night.

Ah, please, no matter which god it is or who it is, please help me, save me, hug me, tell me, tell me what to do now.

My chest is like a dam that cannot bear the complicated feelings and is about to collapse.

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At the foot of the shrine, the ghost sitting on the steps and drinking wine was not in any mood at this time. A black-winged girl was released in a cloud of fog around her.

Crow Tengou from Tengou Village, Monster Mountain, Shooting Maruwen.

In her pajamas, she just went to a toilet, but before she knew it, she had already arrived at the Hori Shrine.

Ghost, what did you do?

Seeing this is the Bori Shrine, this crow Tendog girl greeted Bori Ringmeng.

Slowly, Tiangou, let Lingmeng be quiet for a while.

Hum? What happened?

She should be very uncomfortable now, and her heart is almost dead, but I can't do anything. I tried to search for the figure of the boy who could drink in the fantasy village, but it couldn't find it, just like it disappeared in the fantasy village, I couldn't find it...

The ghost rarely has to worry about his hand pressing on his face, but now she is worried about it.

Family, my family is in pain, but I can’t help at all!

Cui Xiang, who already regarded Ling Meng as her family, couldn't cry. She didn't know what to do. No, she had already thought of it when she called Shin-shou Maruwen.

Can you call other people? I think everyone should be able to comfort Lingmeng. I can't do anything with me alone.

A person's power is limited.

Well, I know. Although I don’t know what happened in the Lingmeng plot, I know that I will let everyone gather here.

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Ying, do you still remember that big brother who is like a big sister? He has a big name called Su Daizhi, but everyone calls him a nerd, and then I call him Watson...

He is your sister, I am very important and very important friend. Oh, by the way, if it were him, there would be a way to cure you. The Gongkou doctor was full of Gongkou, so how could he know how to cure the disease?

a...n...

Yes, if Watson comes, in a few days, Sakura will be very energetic. At that time, my sister will cook and have a big meal, and then my sister will do a good job as a witch in Boli.

...a…n…

Watson is a very gentle person. Although he is very serious, he is also easy-going. Marysha is a very bad person. It is because of her that I become particularly unconventional...

………a…n

Yes, it’s that Malisha, the blonde with a big hat on his head, and there are a lot of mushrooms stuffed into the hat!

……a…

Oh, yeah, it's still early, don't remember to go to bed...

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As if his breathing was about to stop, Ling Meng hugged the motionless little life in her arms with force, hugging the remaining red ribbon.

Her breathing seemed to be about to be stopped.

Holding the red ribbon, he fell on the tatami, and the scenery outside the door remained unchanged, but from the past, he remained unchanged.

The girl holding a big red ribbon lay on the knee of a somewhat indifferent girl. She cried loudly, but she couldn't cry no matter how loud she sounded.

Her voice was already hoarse, and the girl who provided her soft thighs made no sound, and reached out to caress the girl's black hair with a little brown hair.

Some of them were not well maintained. They were originally very black-haired, but now they were like dry weeds.

The girl with the same face as Boli Lingmeng lying on her thigh looked a little older, and the clothes she wore were even more gorgeous, full of unique courage and charm.

Her expressionless face was caressing her with very gentle movements, brushing away the pain for Boli's witch.

But the pain seems to be unable to heal.

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She is more beautiful than a girl, but she has a more decisive and strong heart than an ordinary boy, so the decisions she makes will not change.

The boy, who was no less bad than the beautiful girl, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His left hand had no idea where he flew to, and a huge scar on his back was still bleeding. He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and had a blood hole in his palm that kept bleeding.

A strange white spirit is dancing in the sky, and the beautiful girl with crimson twin ponytails is blocking her. The absolutely cold referee in the sky will not change the judgment.

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Exuding strong courage, the boy knew that when he officially became their enemy, what he had to face was not the god of death when he was making trouble, nor was the Yama who looked like a child.

He is the true God of Death and the Judge.

But, since you already have plans for this, wouldn’t it be better to work harder?

The boy smiled and rushed towards the young girl who looked like she was in the sky.

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The early morning in Fantasy Village did not care about this dangerous night, and the late night activities of the young and young girls who did not fall asleep still spread its warm morning light on every inch of the land in Fantasy Village.
To be continued...