"Brother Xiao Luo is leaving the prison realm?"

"Hmm. Can Mingling do it?"

"It can be, but it's a bit dangerous......," Mingling's face showed a look of embarrassment. "Brother Xiao Luo, didn't he go directly from the teleportation array?"

"There is an enchantment in the palace of the Ghost King of the Northern Regions, and it will be discovered as soon as you walk through the teleportation array. I squatted down and met Mingling's gaze, "Can't you really help my brother?"

"But, it's really dangerous......"

"I'm not afraid of danger. ”

"Well, well. Mingling took a deep breath and grabbed my hand tightly. "As long as it is what Brother Xiao Luo wants, I will make it happen for you. ”

As soon as the words fell, a green circle suddenly appeared at the feet of me and Mingling, and the surrounding scenery was like a dilapidated mural peeling down one by one.

It hurts!

My whole body was pulled by several forces in different places, as if it was about to twist me into a twist and then tear it to pieces.

A stream of blood slowly flowed out of Mingling's forehead, she reached out and touched it, and suddenly she was stunned as if her soul had been drained.

"Mingling!Mingling!" I felt bad, so I quickly grabbed Mingling's hand and shouted. Mingling trembled, finally came to his senses, took my hand and ran forward.

As soon as he ran a few steps, his feet were light, and he was already standing on the ground.

"Brother Xiaoluo, I'm home. ”

But where can I care about this now, I shouted into the air in the room: "Mingling, you are injured! let me go to the realm of fame again, let me see you again!"

"Brother Xiao Luo, I'm fine!" Mingling laughed sweetly, and there was no trace of weakness in his voice. "What you see in the realm of names is just a projection of names, not real. Mingling wasn't injured just now, but he suddenly remembered something......"

"Really, don't lie to me. ”

"How could Ming Ling deceive Brother Xiao Luo?" Ming Ling's delicate voice was a little dissatisfied, "Ming Ling will never deceive Brother Xiao Luo! Brother Xiao Luo is not allowed to say such things again in the future!"

After speaking, Ming Ling angrily closed the call channel, no matter how good I said, I refused to speak again.

I looked around and saw that Ming Ling had led me to my room. This is exactly what I want.

When I went out, I turned left and entered the room of the Great Demon King.

As soon as I entered, the familiarity that came to my face almost brought me to tears.

On the left side of the entrance door against the wall is a large bookshelf to the top, which is filled with large heads of various foreign languages. Obviously, I didn't have these things in my house before, and I don't see how the Great Demon King goes out on weekdays, so I really don't know how he got these books. Next to the bookshelf is a large wardrobe, just stuck in the corner between the wall and the bookshelf, like a wronged child. A window opened in the wall facing the door, and a writing desk was placed underneath. Exactly like the one in my room, all old-fashioned, black-painted desks. On the right side of the desk is a bed next to the bed, the sheets are flat without a trace of wrinkles, and the quilt is also folded into neat squares, which looks like the style of the Great Demon King.

Barren – that's the only adjective in this room.

When the Great Demon King first saw this room, he also complained about it. But after moving in, I never said anything unpleasant. He just stayed in this house quietly, not talking, but real.

Holding my hand, step by step out of the darkness of my grandmother's death.

I walked over to the bookshelf and stroked the hard books little by little, as if I had rubbed the trench coat of the Great Demon King. Perhaps it is the aristocratic complex of vampires that the Great Demon King is neatly dressed and upright at all times.

There was a thin book tucked between the thick head, which looked very abrupt and a little familiar. took it out and looked at the cover, and I understood where that familiarity came from-

- This is the fairy tale book I used to study with Xiao Yu.

Snow Child

The bunny and the snowman become friends.

One day, the grass house where the little rabbit lives catches fire, and the little rabbit is in danger! In order to save the beloved little rabbit, the snowman rushes into the fire without hesitation!

The snowman is most afraid of the heat, and as soon as he enters the grass house, it begins to melt rapidly.

But the snowman is not afraid!

It wants to save its beloved bunny!

Eventually, the snowman rescued the rabbit, but it melted into a puddle of snow due to the heat and left forever.

I still remember that at that time, Xiao Yu cried so much about this story, and said vigorously, "The snowman is so pitiful...... The snowman is so pitiful......"

"Don't cry, the snowman is not pitiful at all. I hurriedly coaxed Xiao Yu, "It's actually very happy in its heart." ”

"Why?"

"Because love is sacrifice!"

My mind raced, and I grabbed the flash of inspiration in my mind and began to talk: "In the beginning, although the snowman and the bunny liked each other, they couldn't be together all the time. The baby rabbit needs to live in a grass house, and the snowman can't get close to hot things. The liking between them cannot prevail over the liking of themselves. So in the beginning, the snowman just threw snowballs at the fire, hoping that the bunny would escape on his own, rather than rushing in on his own. ”

Later, the situation became more and more critical, and the snowman's liking for the bunny also overcame his selfishness at this moment. It rushed into the burning grass house, though it knew it would turn into snow. But the snowman doesn't care anymore, because his heart is full of love for the little bunny. This love allowed it to overcome itself. ”

So, although the snowman finally turned into snow, it lived in the heart of the little rabbit from then on. It seems that the two have been separated since then, but in fact they will always be together. So Xiao Yu doesn't have to grieve for the snowman. The snowman and the bunny are actually very happy. ”

Hearing such an explanation, Xiao Yu finally stopped crying and nodded thoughtfully.

Later, on the rooftop of the small building, the Great Demon King also asked me the same question: "Why do you say that about the story of "Snow Child"?"

I remember that it was dark that day, but there was a strange light shining on the handsome face of the Great Demon King. Half of the side is bright, half side is dark, and the strong chiaroscuro makes the facial features of the Great Demon King appear more three-dimensional.

The night wind blows the Great Demon King's hair. The strands of hair that were usually meticulously combed on the top of the head, those strands that looked stiff, looked unusually soft at that time. With a bit of fluffy feeling, it gently sways in the night breeze.

Love is sacrifice.

Xiao Yu listened to this. In order to save me, I was poisoned by wild dogs.

Sophia believed it. For the sake of Edrak, betrayed all, including herself.

Edrak remembered the words. In order to save me, at the cost of my life, a forbidden spell was unleashed.

Why do I say this?

Why do I say this?

……

I tugged at my hair hard and lowered my head deeply.

As if by a spell, all of us walk in this cycle of tragedy.

But he was willing to eat it.

I looked up and sniffed hard, squeezing the sourness in my eye sockets.

"Mingling, I want to ask you to take me to another place. My voice trembled, but it didn't pause.

"Where else does Brother Luo want to go?"

"I want to go to the underworld, to find the consciousness of the world. Hearing my almost crazy words, Ming Ling couldn't help but let out a small exclamation, but I continued to speak. "It's not just my consciousness, please take my body with you. ”