The dim lights of the dark streets shone brightly, and the night was as deep as thick ink.

The secluded city was covered with a mysterious veil of moonlight, and under the yellowed street lamp, a little girl about five or six years old stood there ignorantly.

Sacrifice Xiong Xiong made a bitter face, "Diandian, why are we so sneaky. ”

Demon Classical: (Every world has a manager, you can't expose that you don't belong to this world, and you can't use spells with a lot of influence.) ）

Hearing this, Sacrifice Xiong Xiong paused, "Then can you start it?" ”

How can she leave if she doesn't start it!

And how can she find her master without a teleportation charm!

Hearing Her Heart's Voice of the Demon Realm Classical: ......

(Nothing, or you'll be kicked out of the plane, you won't even see a shadow of your master, and you'll never be able to come in again.) ）

Never come in again......

The sacrifice was panicked, she couldn't leave without finding the master, the master would die!

"Okay, okay, then let's be a good baby and keep the rules, otherwise it's not good to be kicked out."

(You only need to find the first shard now, and the first shard is really crucial!) The master's rescue is up to you, and I'll go back and prepare things first. ）

What matters is what matters!

Sacrificial Xiong puffed out his cheeks, "Since it's so important, why did you send me to the farthest part?" ”

(Because the second piece flew to the Demon Realm!) The direction of the third piece of flight is purgatory, how many days can you survive if you go like this? ）

“……”

Excuse me, farewell!

Because the classical mana is very large, the sacrificial bear can only put it away first after listening to its bunch of instructions.

Now that she was alone in this strange world, she calmed down and sensed the power fluctuations of her master's fragments.

Well~ it's obviously more intense.

Her owner has a small hobby, which is to keep a diary.

The canon is a notebook written down by the master, and the spells and knowledge he has learned through practice, as well as some forbidden spells, are all recorded on it.

Later, it carried too many powerful spells, and it became self-conscious, and became a magic book containing endless and powerful power, which recorded what everyone dreamed of, and many people once risked their lives to rob and were destroyed by their masters.

Later generations called it the Demon Realm Classic, which is an honorific title for the classics with a long and ancient history and powerful magical power.

And she is not ordinary, she is the master's talisman, the master's treasure.

It seems that it is said that the master has fallen into evil magic, and if she is not around, she will be extremely irritable, and even destroy the heavens and the earth.

Diandian: (Don't put gold on your face, go to the master.) You're just a pendant, the kind that doesn't work at all.

Sacrificial Xiong pouted, she wasn't useless, the master obviously attached great importance to her.

Diandian and her have the branding of their masters, so they have a great relationship, and when they get closer, they can naturally hear each other's hearts.

After talking so much, the priest walked down the street at a loss, and he didn't know where to go, but he only knew to follow the bond with the master in his heart.

Fortunately, she is not a human being, and she will not get tired after walking for a long time.

However, she was a five or six-year-old little radish head, walking alone on the street in the middle of the night, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

She was also dressed in a strange costume and a witch's robe, walking in the dark alley, she couldn't see clearly, and thought something was squirming, and immediately passers-by were scared into a cold sweat.

Then someone called the police......

Sai Xiong Xiong cried and struggled, "Uncle policeman, you don't have to worry about me, I'm not lost, I'm looking for the lost!" ”

The traffic police patrolling at night didn't pay attention to this little child's words at all, and while carrying her, he lowered his head and said to the walkie-talkie, "There is a five-year-old child who is lost here!" ”

In the middle of the night, there were three traffic policemen standing here, one recording and two squatting down to coax her like a child.

"Little sister, do you know where your home is?"

"Do you remember your parents' phone numbers?"

"Where did you come from, and where are you going?"

Sacrifice to the bear: .......

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