After midnight, the city falls silent, the noise is heard in a few places, and most people will fall asleep.

As usual, the night traveler Bai Suli turned into a shadow, jumped up from the Runlu Mountain, and quickly escaped into all corners of the city.

Dream after dream is life after life. Some are good wishes, others are nightmares of fear, and the human world is bustling during the day, while their world is just as wonderful at night.

Although Su'er was born to know what her duty was, in the hundreds of years she lived, she had never met a night traveler who had the same role as herself.

made her suspect that she was the only night traveler in this world. However, Fusu said that he had met overnight travelers in the west, in the vast grasslands, in the snowy regions, on the seashore, etc.

So she judged that maybe the night travelers were similar to the yincha, each with its own jurisdiction. It's just that the number of night travelers is no worse than Yin, so it hasn't been seen for hundreds of years.

On this matter, she also discussed it with Fusu. It stands to reason that the Yin Errand are now divided by latitude and longitude, but what about the night travelers? She has never received an area assigned to her by a boss like Yang Qiqi, the head of the Yin Division, and she has always moved at will.

Fusu probably didn't think much about it, and only replied vaguely, about the number of night travelers is really pitiful. The chances of hitting it are so small that they are very small.

If she can't touch it, she can't touch it, it doesn't matter, anyway, she has no interest in exchanging work experience with others or anything.

After understanding the division of labor in the mechanism of the human world, she once laughed and said that she was also a party leader. Then, Qiao Zhongye's guy laughed at her for being a bare-bones commander who didn't have a single soldier under him.

Since the last time she escaped from the psychic enchantment, her spiritual power was greatly injured and she had to recuperate with the help of Fusu's soul realm, Su'er is now a permanent resident of Runlu. It's just that she is used to traveling at night, sleeping hard during the day, and her routine is a little different from everyone's schedule.

Sanxia also laughed at her as a 'Night Elf', a title she thought was quite apt.

However, it is Qiao Ziye's two hundred and five, who says that elves are sweet and gentle, and if she is an elf, she will definitely be removed and kicked out of the elf team.

Just think about it, I'm angry, no, the two hundred and five kicks are still not enough to relieve my anger, go back and make up for a few more kicks...

Su'er is also a good balance between public and private, cruising in the center of thousands of dreams and thinking about how to teach Qiao Ziye a lesson. Unconsciously, the oriental night faded, and a touch of green ash broke through the night and was faintly revealed.

It turns out that dual-mindedness is really not advisable. People are like this, and so is Su'er. The night was her home turf, but she didn't notice it as her thoughts wandered, and a shadow remained far behind her.

The dark shadow Meng Tian was chasing the revenant, and he was a little puzzled, why was this revenant even faster than his own speed?

When he was about to catch up with the general, he saw a green light passing through the city. The green light was beautiful.

Meng Tian tried hard to think of something, but his mind was blank.

With the dead soul in front and the green light on the side, Meng Tian, who was moving forward at great speed, suddenly changed direction.

He didn't know why he was attracted to the green light, he just felt that he wanted to get closer to it. It seemed that there was a familiar aura in the green light, an aura that was enough for him to give up chasing the souls of the dead, and even the 'Emperor Ting' wanted to get closer.

He chased the green light, and the closer he got to it, the more restless the 'Emperor Ting' sword became.

'Emperor Ting' is a sword, an emperor's sword, a killing sword. But at this time, its restlessness is not because it wants to devour human blood, but some kind of irrepressible cheerfulness.

The sword intent trembled, and it was about to be unable to suppress it, and flew out without waiting for the summons, to follow the green light.

Meng Tian was engrossed in suppression. He could sense that the 'Emperor Ting' was not going to kill the owner of the green light, but it was best not to expose his whereabouts. Because once the 'Emperor Ting' appears, then he will also be exposed.

But what is there to be afraid of if it is exposed?

Meng Tian was a little puzzled, he didn't understand why there was a fear in his heart. It's not fear, it's some kind of emotion that's more complex than that. At the moment, he doesn't know what it means to be ashamed, to resist and not to face it.

He wanted to follow him from a distance, and he couldn't help but wonder where the green light was going and what he was going to do.

During this time, he searched many cities to collect the souls of the dead who were not crossed in time. The Lord of the Cave said that a large number of souls are needed to support the magic circle.

However, he felt that the soul of the dead just now was lost, and he would have to find another one.

Thinking of this, Meng Tian frowned stiffly, and suddenly realized that he was disobeying the order of the cave master.

He tilted his head and watched as the green light fell silently to a house, revealing the figure of a woman. Long hair to the waist, willow eyebrows and cherry lips.

He didn't know her. No, he didn't know anyone. Not a single one.

In his memory, there was nothing else in his world except for the Cave Lord.

Those dead souls basically didn't even have time to distinguish their faces, and they were captured by him.

So, she, he really hadn't seen it.

"Do you recognize her, who is she?"

In the dark night, he asked softly, and the 'Emperor Ting' buzzed in his soul, but he could not answer his question.

............

In an ordinary residential area, Bai Suli fell asleep, still thinking about how to abuse the night in a fancy way.

Suddenly, an old and wide voice sounded in the soul.

'Thinking day and night, reality shines into dreams, true and false, false and false, and the world is vast. The transformation is immeasurable, and the transformation is immeasurable. Wake up!'

She was shocked, and immediately turned into a form and fled outside the house. Looking around, the room in the street building was empty, there was no one else but himself, and he couldn't sense a trace of spiritual power fluctuations.

This voice, these words, she had heard!

The reason why she came to this world is that she was awakened by this voice.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and she had no concept of the world or everything, and it was this simple voice that gave her the most superficial understanding of the world.

Her duties, the spiritual powers of the Night Wanderer, are all thanks to this voice!

She had always thought that this voice was the one they were talking about, the god.

But she hadn't seen the other party's real body, only this voice. So, she couldn't be mistaken.

She wanted to talk to Fusu about the voice she heard when she first opened her eyes and became conscious, but found that she couldn't describe it at all.

And, most crucially, there should be some kind of prohibition in her soul, and she can't mention anything about sound to anyone.

Whenever she had this thought, her soul would fall asleep on its own.

After hundreds of years, Bai Suli heard this voice again, and her heart was shocked beyond words.

She had a lot to say to each other, lots and lots of questions to ask.

In the early hours of the morning, between the streets and buildings, Bai Suli was stunned for a moment and then woke up.

"Who the hell are you, are you a god?"

Just like Fusu said, there seems to be something missing in Bai Suli's soul, she will be impressed by the vastness of Fusu's soul realm, and she will feel nervous and even slightly afraid because of the weirdness of Sangxia's dream.

But no matter what, she is really an out-and-out (don't know whether to live or die) brave (reckless).

Just like at this time, she clearly speculated that the other party might be 'the one', but when she asked this, she didn't have a half-respectful tone, but seemed to be questioning.

After a long time, there was still silence.

The enigmatic voice never sounded again......