The building actually collapsed?

It was night, and it was deserted because of the location, and there was only one caretaker, fortunately he lived in a separate house on the side of the building.

Who would have expected to be woken up by such an almost earth-shattering sound, a smart fall from the bed, and the process of coming out of the house to find out what was going on was almost a rolling crawl.

Although this building is not new, and he has not experienced the turmoil of enough to shake the foundation in his memory, how could it collapse like this?

So is it an earthquake?

But I didn't feel it!

And if there is an earthquake, the simple and simple little house for me to sleep and rest should not be able to hold on to it in the first place!

Without making a sound, Wen Xu was in ruins, and only half of the dream time passed.

Unbelievable, and then puzzled...... But after the sound, all that was left in sight was the debris of the Red Land.

The saliva is still attached to the corners of the mouth, hidden, and refuses to dissolve.

Standing stunned between the pieces, for the caretaker, he may have begun to doubt, this may be another dream!

It's just that it's a prophetic dream shrouded in sadness, a warning, and some kind of communication.

But why tell yourself?

The pale-haired caretaker swallowed deeply as there was a sound among the gray-silver rubble.

He thought he had misheard, and he didn't move.

And yet in the next moment. With the sound of "bang", neat, crisp, revealing the chill of needing to set up the heart, but it was inexplicable, and he was powerless to resist.

If everything in front of you is a dream, then the temperament of this dream is really elusive.

Alienated, relaxed, seemingly deceitful, and full of beauty.

You're not mistaken, right? Even after this sound. A figure appeared. It was in the ruins, but it didn't feel like he was on the verge of death, but the man was angry in the ruins that seemed to be made of death breath. Or should it be announced. His mountains and rivers. Still unharmed.

The mouth was dry, but after this mouth opened and closed, and repeated many attempts, it was found to be in vain.

The scene is still replaying in my head. As if I had seen it just now, the man's body was shrouded in a light white air shield, and the wreckage that had fallen and stacked and pressed on him was all bounced away.

It can't be true!

From walking to trotting, perhaps the development of the situation is too unacceptable, so a series of movements are so awkward and stereotyped.

"Hey! You're alright! ”

The decibel trembled a little with the trot, full, and after the passage of time, the heart that gradually accepted and adapted began to grow some belated kindness and care, as well as a strong sense of responsibility.

"Hey! It's really put on the table—"

When I came to him, I saw the man covering the back of his head, and I heard the man sigh.

But why, do you always feel that this building is not accommodating among the contributing factors of the man's emotions at the moment?

And listening to what was said, with one's own imagination, it is really impossible to find the right context to explain it!

"Well, you're not hurt, are you?" The reality is clear at a glance, but such an involuntary inquiry is really because I can't convince myself.

Calm and sound in this ruin, he still smiles like this, as if he is helpless and just for breath and self-mockery.

This guy ......

"Well, why are you there......"

I couldn't understand it, so I wanted to ask, but I suddenly stopped, because I saw the reason why I had to be silent.

The black cloak, and the inadvertently exposed ornamentation under the collar.

If it is not certain to see the man's almost regular symbol, then seeing the ornament is 100% sure of the man's identity.

The Alexandria family?

The Alexander family!

In his lifetime, he was able to witness the style of the Alexander family with his own eyes?

This...... Whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is impossible to say.

One of the rules that all Colossians must keep in mind is that when dealing with the Alexandrians, they must not take the initiative to mean "demanding" on their own.

The psychology that has not been resisted and broken has not been because the Colossians are cowardly, but because they have always been grateful for the stability and protection given by the Alexandrian family since the birth of Colossae.

After confirming the man's identity, the guard did not dare to breathe, held his breath, and chose to lower his body and retreat to the side.

He had no right to question the people of the Alexandrian family.

Gray stroked the back of his head, then moved his neck again, leaning on one hand to support the large stone brick nearby, and his body reclined casually.

He wasn't going to go any further, because from the moment the building beneath his feet began to crumble, he knew that this time it seemed like it was going to be a way to get them out.

The smell in the air was cut off, and it should be a good thing that this rain did well.

Those guys are really fast!

It's completely imperceptible.

His gaze inadvertently drifted sideways, and Gray's pupils were almost clear.

Something shattered and floated in it, but it was shiny.

The dry moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the rubble, washing the concrete extreme but untold grievances, that is the Qi Mo who has not had time to plump and mediocre years, Fei Fei Hyun, the flower shadow shifts, maybe swallowing for thousands of years, but it is in vain and exact, after all, it is impossible to find.

I was a little fascinated by it, but it was hard to look back on it in my mind.

The capture of that glance was almost 0.06 seconds, or a little more, 0.07 seconds.

This suddenly collapsed building was done by that guy! Don't question him at all!

It's the source of that creepy laugh! That flower cat!

But what is slowly emerging from that guy?

So huge, so fierce, but not decisively murderous.

………………

Monsters?

Halfway through the silence, Gray couldn't help but laugh, what a ...... It's getting more and more interesting!

Laughing enough, Gray staggered up from the ground, not looking like he had completely avoided it!

Ignoring the slightly stocky caretaker and not rearranging the disjointed corners of his clothes, Gray put his hands in his pockets and continued to walk to the place where the cat's breath had disappeared.

There's no way, I'm this kind of character!

It's not just you stray cats with quite a lot of character, but you are too, and if you like it, you must get it into your own hands!

He walked forward with his eyelids lowered, but when he had just taken a few steps, a voice sounded behind him.

"I don't think it's the right time for me......"

The superficial surprise flickered, replaced by some unfathomable smirk.

It seems that we still have to deal with the "fate" left before first!

Looking back, what appeared in my eyes was the man I met before, who was wearing only a white shirt on his upper body in this frosty moon season. (To be continued.) )