On the roof of a huge wooden house.

The blue-haired girl had slightly red cheeks, her hands clasped on her knees, and she sat on the eaves, looking up at the sky.

In the cold eyes, the cold moonlight is reflected, emitting a cold light.

I don't know if she's admiring the moon or waiting for someone.

The breeze blows, the scattered blue silk, like a horse fluttering in the wind, from a distance, the girl looking up at the moon, and the cold silence around constitute a beautiful picture.

"Why don't you sleep yet?" to

the left of the girl, a silver-haired boy in a moon-white shirt appeared silently.

The girl's body tightened at first the moment the boy appeared, but after hearing the familiar gentle voice, her body instantly softened again.

Raising her head, the cold girl thawed at this moment, and showed a beautiful smile to the young man.

Guna didn't answer Sota's question, but smiled and asked, "Did you find anything interesting when you came back after so long?"

As

the words fell, Kuta sat down beside the girl.

And the girl also let go of her knees, her body leaned to the left, and her upper body leaned on the boy's shoulder.

She turned her head to look at the side of the young man's face, and said curiously: "Tell me

, what is it, what is it?" The young man glanced down at the girl, his eyes showed a hint of pampering, then raised his head, took the wine gourd from his waist, drank the wine, and slowly said what he saw and guessed.

Under the moonlight, the corner of the girl's mouth was smiling, and her cold pupils were full of tenderness looking at the surging boy, looking at his good-looking side face, as if she could never get enough of it.

At this moment, the boys and girls snuggled together, the shadows came together, pulling the old elders, just like this eternal moonlight, as if it would be forever.

......

Early morning.

The gentle sunshine pierces the darkness of the sea level and brings the only fair "light" to this world that all can enjoy.

The light wasn't hot, but warm enough to dispel the coldness of the moonlight, shone into the woods, slipped through the cracks, into a room on the second floor of a large wooden house.

Looking at the two people who were sleeping on the wooden bed, although Hikari couldn't bear it, he still walked up and gently knocked on the eyes of the young man lying on his back.

But before the light could really sound, the boy slowly opened his eyes as if sensing his presence.

The pale blue of the pupils, under the gaze of the light, looks extremely mysterious, and there are nebulae circulating in them, like two never-ending seas of stars.

The boy was a little confused at first, but when he felt the softness pressing on him, he instantly sobered up again.

Looking at the cold and smiling pretty face lying on his chest, the corners of the young man's mouth went up, revealing a gentle smile.

Raising his right hand, the boy gently combed the girl's messy blue hair, and then gently covered the girl's head with his big hand, slowly smoothing the hair and caressing it gently.

At this moment, the girl slowly opened her eyes, raised her head, and met the young man's smiling pupils, and at the same time showed a gentle smile on her cold face.

After staring at each other for a moment, the young man reached out and patted the girl's back, and said with a smile: "Okay, you can get up!

As he spoke, he looked up at the crack in the window that had slipped in, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through the crack the light standing outside the window, watching them.

Smiling, Sora lowered his head, pulled off the quilt covering the two of them, and slowly sat up.

The boy's figure is not strong, but every inch of muscle is just right, giving people a sense of perfection that one more point is not good, and one point less is even worse.

The bronzed complexion, illuminated by the light, shines with a glow called health.

The boy's right hand was up, and the silver-white hair was inserted, combed backwards, and then scattered casually.

"Shall we go to the city in the sky above the Treasure Tree Adam you said today?" At

that moment, Guina sat up as well, her supple dark blue hair, like a ribbon, slipping from her shoulders and casually draped in front of and behind her.

"Hmm!" Sota nodded, reaching for the red ribbon on the desk on her left, and motioning for Guina to turn around.

Guina glanced at Kuta gently, turned around obediently, landed on her feet, sat on the edge of the bed on the right, turned her back to Kuta and asked, "The last piece of history is really as you guessed, it wasn't Saulo and they moved back, not in Elbaf." "

They knew from Saulo last night that O'Hara had taken his people to the West Sea, and that 'O'Hara' had not taken the great voyage at all, but had been brought directly by the windless.

Just as they could see the Western Celestial Summit, it only takes one day to cross the windless belt from Elbaf to the Western Sea.

So the historical text of Fish-Man Island is really not in Elbaf.

It's not much of a disappointment, after all, the guess about the historical text of the last road sign was estimated long before I came.

Looking at Guina's back, Sota was slightly distracted.

The little girl has really grown up, and she has become more gentle, and her face, which used to be a little baby fat, is no longer immature when she just went to sea.

"Sota... Are you listening to me?"

Seeing that Sora hadn't tied her hair for a long time, and hadn't replied to her words, Guina couldn't help but turn to look at Sora strangely.

"It's fine.

Kuta shook her head and smiled at Guina, "Where did you just go?"

"I said you're right.

Guina pursed her lips helplessly, then turned her head and continued, "If it's not in Elbaf, it's really possible to be in the Holy Land Mary Joy." "

I don't know yet," Kuta said as she combed Guina's hair, "After all, all speculation is just speculation, and if you want to know if it's in the Holy Land Mary Joy, you'll have to go to the Whitebeard Pirates and find a guy to ask."

Hearing Kong Tai say this, Guina said "oh~", and then asked curiously: "If you can pay attention, it must be an amazing guy!"

"Well!

Kuta paused, then picked up the ribbon, tied Guina's satin-like dark blue hair into a low ponytail behind her, and tied the red ribbon into a large bow, which from a distance seemed to bind the dark blue, like a real crimson butterfly flying on the sea.

Putting down his hand, Sota looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then clapped his hands, turned around and picked up the red flower kimono on a white background and draped it over Guina.

"Okay, you wear it yourself.

Then he got up on his own, picked up the white shirt on the desk, and said as he put it on: "That guy is a real pirate, a real pirate with ideals, ambitions, cruel enough, and strong enough.

"For the sake of his ambitions, he was able to lurk in the Whitebeard Pirates for decades, just waiting for the only hope that would allow him to fully realize his ambitions. "

It's really bearable.

Hearing this, the curiosity in Guina's eyes intensified.

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