At this moment, Xiaoyou feels that it is a waste of time to talk to her more.

She's just inexplicable!

However, just as Xiao Yu was about to walk to the door, Medea suddenly asked, "Don't you really want to know why your friend disappeared?" ”

She chuckled, "Oh, of course~ you should have thought of it in your head." ”

The hand pulling the doorknob suddenly stopped, and Yuu, who was in a heavy mood, obviously never mentioned this matter from beginning to end.

Does Medea really know the truth?!

"Why?!" Yu let go of his previous strength and looked at the old woman with anticipation in his heart.

Now Xiaoyou has no choice, even if she only has a little bit of valuable information for the three of them, she can't give up.

"There will never be an eternal king in the world, and when the 100th sacrifice of the Dead is completed, a new power will be born in the world.

One by one, the people of the old world will disappear, with memories, perceptions, and souls.

People will erase the memory of this life and even the path of samsara, and there will be no more pain and sorrow in this world. ”

"What do you say?!!!" You's heart was stunned.

"There are five days left, only five days left."

She seemed to remind her again, saying that Xiaoyou couldn't tell whether this old woman wanted to help herself or was alarmist.

"If you want to save people, you can figure it out yourself."

To be honest, Medea's words made Xiaoyou at a loss.

It's too sudden, and it's overwhelming.

Even if Xiaoyou had more indignation and anger in her heart, she still said thank you and slammed the door with her.

*

A few clouds drifted in the lonely sky at some point, obscuring the dazzling starlight, and it looked very low.

The empty alleys are dim and bleak, making people feel inexplicably cold.

She didn't know what time it was, but she felt that the cool air outside was getting more and more pressing.

Xiaoyu, who fell into silence, couldn't stop the invasion of those conversation images, even if it was a topic that she vetoed.

The cold and hoarse word "First Generation" was firmly engraved in her mind and lingered.

She didn't seem to care, how could she really not care.

The pace of leaving the alley changed from rapid to slow, and the huge amount of information made her unable to cope with this problem.

Xiaoyou, who felt depressed and even suffocated, suddenly squatted down by the wall, ignoring the unbelievable gazes of others, she hugged herself tightly.

Weak self.

Her long, messy hair obscured most of her countenance, and her pale countenance was gloomy and anxious.

Missing Friends and Ginya, clueless mourning, endless night like a demon devouring her tenacity.

Medea's words, beyond her comprehension, pushed the simple predicament into an even more complex abyss.

Why does she call herself the first generation?

And why do you think that the first generation would support such an inexplicable ritual festival?!

And why did such a thing happen to them?!

Has anyone been targeted...

[There are five days left, if you want to save people, let's figure it out yourself.] 】

Medea's words flashed through her mind.

Xiaoyou, who was awakened, was annoyed that he was still squatting here in a daze!

To hell with the first generation!!

What could be more important right now than finding Charlotte and them?

She staggered to her feet with her tired body.

There is a way, yes, there is definitely a way, she must discuss with Yi Bing first.

Xiaoyou eagerly ran to a seemingly local person and pulled her back, ignoring her bad image, which made passers-by feel inexplicably panicked.

"Hello! How do I get to the library in Billy City?! ”

The one she was holding was a woman dressed in ordinary clothes, "Turn right along the next intersection of this street, there is a tall red brick house, which is the place you are looking for." When the words fell, the woman was still staring at Xiaoyou with palpitations.

"Thank you!" Yu didn't care at all and smiled gratefully at her.