"What happened before?" Sun Miao shook his head, the pain itself was not unbearable, but the instinctive exhaustion and dizziness of the body were real.

With his willpower, he could ignore the pain, but he still couldn't avoid the fact that his body began to get out of control, after all, because his body was too weak.

"It's the first time for people to draw your soul power to do things, so I didn't know that such a result would occur. The elf lowered her head in embarrassment.

"You almost killed me. Sun Miao couldn't help but say it anyway.

Overdraft of soul power is an extremely dangerous thing, especially in Sun Miao's current situation, after the pulse power has begun to grow steadily.

The spirals that rotated with each other suddenly lost one, and the pulse force in Sun Miao's body, which seemed to have surpassed the condensation of the same level, began to operate in a strange way in Sun Miao's body, and he himself couldn't understand the good or bad of things.

But in general, it starts with oneself and can't control the pulse.

"Don't be angry, I'll never do this again, I'm sorry. The elf admitted his mistake with a very sincere expression, and even bent down to salute.

"Is there anything you can compensate me with?"

"I—I don't have anything, why don't I do a dance for you?" the elf seemed to think of something funny.

"Dancing?" Sun Miao wanted to ask her something, but he knew that this little elf seemed to have a lot of questions that he hadn't told him, and what was not enough authority.

"Well, I've been dancing since I was alone, and I'm dancing so well, it's dark, it's just me, but I can keep dancing. As she spoke, the clothes on the elf's body suddenly changed into a dress as white as snow, and her beautiful face showed a smile as proud as a swan, as if this was her happiest thing.

Sun Miao sighed, crossed his knees, and began to operate his own pulse power, which began to echo with his soul power, and the elf was martial arts in front of him.

It is very beautiful, the elf's dance is light, sometimes like a butterfly playing among the flowers, free and beautiful. Sometimes like a swan spreading its wings, noble and elegant.

If her figure is enlarged in equal proportions and performed outside, she will definitely become a sensational dancer for the entire empire.

It's very beautiful, Sun Miao originally wanted to sink into his body and look inside, but he actually forgot to cultivate when he watched the elf's dance.

It's really beautiful, that loneliness and pride that are hard to describe in words, she doesn't seem to be dancing a dance, but showing her unwillingness to face injustice like others.

Soul, what Sun Miao felt was probably the same thing, in the dance of the elves, pouring his soul.

Focus, seriously pour everything into one thing, including life, that is the same thing as them, even if they choose to die in the end, they will not take a step back.

Sun Miao didn't know if he still had this thing, he was the only one...... Deserter.

Although it was not a decision made by his own subjective will, after all, among all people, he was the only one who survived.

This was an indelible shame for him, and perhaps it would have been nice if he had died on the battlefield at that time?

He had asked himself countless times, if he also died on that battlefield, at least he would not think of dying with the entire continent, and he would not invite that demon.

It will not be like a wandering spirit looking for the remnants of humanity, sadness, pain, confusion, doubt, disappointment, despair, and hatred.

Why am I still alive? Why are all the human race extinction, and I am still alive? Why are all my relatives, friends, comrades-in-arms, lovers, teachers, and apprentices dead, and only myself is left? Sun Miao had no answer until Sun Miao set his eyes on the demons.

The scourge of the white night was born.

Revenge, humanity has perished, why are you alive?

The elf's dance kept on and on, just as she had once danced alone in the dark, without a curtain of light, without applause, without praise, without anything.

Sun Miao wandered alone in this world, once he wrote music with cruelty and pain, death and wailing are the main theme, there is no blood and no passion, only cruelty and indifference.

He applauded gently, the applause seemed to wake up the dancing elf, the elf tilted his head, and thought for a moment with a very cute expression, before he showed his cute little tiger teeth to Sun Miao with a sudden expression, and bowed slightly to Sun Miao.

"Thank you. ”

Two people who are similar, one dances solo, and the other screams.

They didn't talk to each other about the past, but they all seemed to understand each other.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Sun Miao gave the seventh star a bright smile from the bottom of his heart.

Slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was a girl who was pouring water for Sun Miao.

Although Xinying has no expression, her eyes reveal a taste of anxiety, and the water cup that she accidentally overturned shows the panic in the girl's heart.

Although the dean said that he was fine, she knew that Sun Miao's situation was very bad at that time.

It was something she could feel herself, because it was very similar to the situation lying in a hospital bed after seeing him for the first time.

The chaotic flow of pulse, the sluggish spiritual power, and the weak aura all seemed to have a state of sudden return to that time.

Sakura was anxious, but she didn't know what to do, she tried to infuse her pulse, but she seemed to be repulsed, like a shadow of anxiety flickering in her talking eyes.

The moment she turned her head, she found Sun Miao sitting up: "I want to drink saliva." ”

"Give. As soon as Sun Miao's words were finished, Xin Sakura had already put the water cup in front of Sun Miao.

"Thanks, don't be so nervous. Looking at the heart cherry with an anxious look written in her eyes, I don't know why, Sun Miao wanted to laugh.

"Hmm. Shinzakura nodded slightly.

"How long did I sleep?"

Xin Ying's answer made Sun Miao's body tremble: "The dean sent you back first, probably less than an hour." ”

"Huh?" Sun Miao felt the entanglement of pulse and soul power in his body and fell into deep thought, a little unable to understand the current situation, and lightly tapped on the position of his temple.

"Because the time of that world is very slow compared to your world, you can't feel the passage of time when you empty your brain, so you don't notice it, right?" The elf slowly fell on Sun Miao's shoulder.

"What's going on in that world? I used to ......" Sun Miao wanted to ask about his previous life, but the moment he opened his mouth, his heart was alarmed, and he wanted to continue.

"You don't have permission to know right now. Although the elf didn't know what Sun Miao wanted to ask, she directly rejected his question.

"What is permission and how do I get it?"

"Your current ability is not enough to match the Dark Silver Twin Stars, so I won't answer you. ”

"What if I must want to know?"

"There are things you now know are not good for you. The elf gently looked at Sun Miao with a very strange look, like desolation, like a grievance.

Looking at the elf's eyes, Sun Miao felt that he couldn't ask any more.

"Oh, damn it, shouldn't we go and eat with that dead old man?" Sun Miao slapped his thigh and remembered something.

"Miao-kun, it's done. ”

"Huh?"

"Taste it. ”

It is a very simple ordinary noodle with a good taste, but the soup base makes Sun Miao have a sense of amazement that makes him can't help but give a thumbs up.

The beautiful girl's eyes flickered with a smile on her face, which made Sun Miao smile uncontrollably, but he still thought about something: "I'm going to Mrs. Walker again, do you want to go with you?"

Sun Miao and the Black Fox cooperated to find someone, Sun Miao didn't even want Wen Xuan to know that that guy was a person who grew up living in the sun, and Thousand Stone City had the existence of the Source Crystal Vein, and he lacked labor at any time.

But other cities are different, such a huge slum in the west area of Qinghui City is also rare, in the chat between Sun Miao and Wen Xuan, he has a disdainful attitude towards the people in the slum, and the underground organization in it is called the bed bug in the rat pile, which makes Sun Miao not even want to say that he went to the black fox to do something.

"At this time?"

"Hmm. Sun Miao nodded, drank the last bite of noodle soup, and made a gesture of folding his hands like a girl.

There was still time in the evening, so Sun Miao also went to the nearest clothing store in advance to customize some clothes, and bought a black robe that covered the whole body to cover all of his body.

Fortunately, Mrs. Walker is in the inner city, so she doesn't need to run to the outer city by herself.

Stopping a taxi locomotive, Sun Miao and the two sat on it, and soon came to the street where Walker's shop was watching.

It's just that along the way, Xin Sakura looked at Sun Miao with a very strange gaze, and Sun Miao didn't understand the taste in her eyes.

The two of them stood not far from Walker's shop, and the two men who looked like guards were sitting crookedly at the door of the shop, not knowing that they thought they were being ...... Well?

No, what's going on? Sun Miao is crazy, what kind of iron-blooded meeting came here in the morning, and someone came to visit at night?

Sun Miao restrained his breath, cautiously walked in front of the two people who were sitting in reclining, checked it slightly, and found that the two were just knocked unconscious.

The dilapidated wooden door was not closed tightly, and it was opened with a slight push, and the outside of the small shop was still in the same mess, and the group of guys didn't know how to help clean it up.

The two entered without a sound at all, and for some reason, Sun Miao felt that Xin Ying was a little absent-minded.

A man's voice came from the middle of the shop.

Standing at the door of the inner room, he tapped his temple, and the voice inside clearly came into Sun Miao's ears.

"Sister, hand over that thing, you see, the men in this family are dead, and it's useless for you to ask for that thing from a woman's family. It seemed to be a man's voice, and it was something that Mrs. Walker was familiar with.