He seemed to be talking to himself, and it was like he was talking to another person.

At this time, the purple on his lips also faded, the color of his lips showed a slight reddish, soft green bangs covered his forehead, and his big eyes were full of sorrow and loneliness.

The crystal ball floated calmly, a slight distance from his palm. It seemed to be emotional, reluctantly turning, and the warm and soft red light was also completely different from the usual murderous awe, flickering and dimly reflecting his immature face.

Just after the battle between Black Feather and Wu Xuanyuan, the sunset gradually sank into the hills.

The people of the Divine Dragon Clan silently left the cave, leaving behind a barren ruin. Wu Xuanyuan's body lay in the pit, covered in dust and rubble, the blood had solidified into a dark red, seeping into the ground around him, his eyes still not closed, and insects crawling back and forth on his face.

Suddenly, his fingers moved, only slightly. After a long time, the exposed skin suddenly began to twitch like waves. The face and arms instantly turned into a pool of green pus, surging towards the underside of the magic robe.

There was a commotion underneath the magic robe, gradually rising, and something was squirming to get up. Suddenly, the magic robe was lifted from the inside, and a boy-like boy wrapped his magic robe tightly and leaned out from the inside.

He draped his magic robe over his naked body and reached out to block the glare of sunlight, as if his eyes hadn't seen such sunlight in a long, long time.

And the size of his palm and the supple skin that seemed to be new to him felt both strange and familiar. Bowing his head again and raising his hands in front of him, he took a closer look at it again.

At this time, I went back to when I was 10 years old. On a white and tender face, the facial features are small and delicate, the eyes are shining with bright and clear light, and the pupils are pitch black. The lips also turned a pale red because they lost the toxins in the blood, and the soft green hair hung down between the eyebrows and ears.

He wrapped his heavy magic robe around his body and dragged the black "long tail" a few steps. Looking down at the crystal ball in the dust, he bent down to pick it up.

"Momoko ......"

Under his soft call, the crystal ball awoke again, glowing a pale red.

It's just that as soon as he made a sound, he was startled by himself. The voice was childish, like a pleasant wind chime. He hadn't felt like himself for a long time, and he was a little uncomfortable.

However, it was not advisable to stay long, and he had to leave immediately.

Thinking of this, he looked around blankly, but he hesitated a little.

"Momoko, where are we going?"

Overhead was a blue and cold sky, and his eyes were no longer as cunning and ruthless as a murderous field, but as soft as a lake full of sorrow.

"No matter where it is, the world is still so lonely......"

In the territory of the Wu clan, every year, when it is the day of enrollment of the junior magic academy, there will be a person in charge who wanders around the poor and backward villages in various places, looking for children with magical potential.

Time is still stuck in those innocent years, and it flows very slowly. That year, Wu Xuanyuan was unexpectedly selected by a person in charge, gave the child's parents a large amount of money, and took him to the largest village in the Wu clan.

At that time, he was still ignorant and didn't know what it meant to be selected by the school.

The morning sun was shining, and the teacher led him into the classroom and introduced him to the students:

"This is a new classmate, Wu Xuanyuan ......"

As soon as the words fell, a girl in the classroom bounced up from her seat like an electric shock and exclaimed:

"I've seen you!"

The class fell silent, and then burst into laughter.

As if she had suddenly woken up from a dream, she was thrilled, and the crystal ball floating on her left shoulder flashed red, and then dimmed.

"This guy has to go crazy again for divination......

People snickered and talked, all eyes gloating at her. Only then did she realize her embarrassment, cover her flushed face with her hands, and sit down slowly.

The teacher was accustomed to the girl's performance, and still calmly guided Wu Xuanyuan to sit in his seat.

But Wu Xuanyuan's heart was beating restlessly, and the girl's words made him curious. He was sure that he had never been here, and he had never seen anyone here, so why did the girl say she had seen herself?

During the lunch break, Wu Xuanyuan sat on the railing of the playground, soaking up the sunshine and humming a song leisurely. He was wearing a pair of woven straw sandals on his feet, which had long been worn out. His clothes were also very old, and because he was born in a poor and backward village, his classmates called him "hillbilly".

After his parents signed a contract to "agree to enter the Academy of Magic", he stood at the door of his house and watched him being taken away by the person in charge. He still remembered that his father's expression was very lonely, and his mother's eyes did not seem to dare to look at him, but he did not know why.

The squad leader of the same class passed behind him and asked him disdainfully:

"Hey, that hillbilly from a foreign country, why do you always look happy?"

"Of course I'm happy. ”

Wu Xuanyuan narrowed his smile and said, "My village was very small, and there were very few people there, not even anyone to talk to. I've never met so many friends, so how could I not be happy?"

"They won't be friends with you. The squad leader said coldly, "The Wu clan is born lonely and will not treat anyone as a friend. ”

Wu Xuanyuan didn't care, no one in the remote village where he was located had told him this.

He didn't notice that the people on the playground were all far away from each other, standing alone, with no one to communicate with and no one to play together.

The atmosphere here is very oppressive, and everyone wears a black veil on their faces, covering their mouths, noses and expressions, revealing only a pair of dull eyes, as if shrouded in a gray mist of fate.

"Feelings will only become a stumbling block for the strong......"

The squad leader sighed meaningfully and said in a coquettish tone.

"Oh!" Wu Xuanyuan agreed perfunctorily and pursed his lips.

Suddenly, he saw the girl with the crystal ball walking through the playground. Although her face was also hidden under the black veil, her posture and the crystal ball on her shoulder made Wu Xuanyuan recognize it at a glance.

He forgot about the squad leader, jumped off the railing, ran over excitedly, and grabbed the girl's arm:

"Hey!" Wu Xuanyuan said with a smile, "Can I be friends with you?"

The girl turned her head and saw that it was him, and immediately showed a frightened look, as if she had seen some ominous sign.

With a lot of strength, she shook off Wu Xuanyuan's hand in disgust and ran to the side. "No way!"