"Spirit, it's your turn." Seeing Hanyu stunned by the tortoise shell, he sniffed at the empty air and muttered to himself.

In the empty space, there was a fluctuation of consciousness, and only the beast and the smell could hear: "How are you sure that I will help you?" ”

"For he buried your bones, because he inherited your will. And now is the final step, and you don't want to see him fail and remain controlled by the Dream Weaver. "I can't tell if the current spirit is still loyal to the empire, so I don't dare to mention it in front of him. This can only be done with the help of the conspiracy to overthrow the Dream Weaver that he has just said in his letter.

As if to understand Sniff's concern, the formless spirit spoke, "You don't have to worry, when I die. The Dream Weaver's restraints are gone, and her abilities can only interfere with the body, blocking the brain's memories, and unable to disturb the soul. ”

"Let's get started. Someone will always avenge your revenge, and someone will need to bear it in the future. Sniff rubbed the hard tortoise shell with his fingers. She knew that in the future, her fate would have countless intersections with the unconscious person in front of her, and... The thought of this sniff blushed.

"I would like to ask you for your title." The spirit, which was about to disperse the dark matter body, suddenly stopped.

"The supernatural beings of the world are called by their abilities. And my title is Tianding, my name is Qingwu, and others call me a fortune teller. "For a moment, the tortoiseshell shone brightly. The spirit's body composed of dark matter clearly sees that the dark matter circulating in the tortoiseshell is no less than an asteroid, and a small dark matter planet and a small material planet in the tortoiseshell repel each other, but pull each other. One pole sits on the tortoise shell.

"Offended." The spirit's body bowed slightly, and the body suddenly dispersed, and countless dark matter hit Han Yu's body. At the same time, Sniff and the Alien Beast felt a strong wind blowing towards them, and the sand and rocks flew all around, and the already crumbling edifice collapsed.

Looking at the spilled dark matter, the alien beast did not dare to absorb it in one bite, so it could only let the excess dark matter spread into the space.

Han Yu, who was in the space of consciousness, suddenly felt that his body was filled with countless energies. The girl holding the tortoiseshell in front of her turned into a floating foam and scattered, and countless bubbles were suspended in the space full of sky.

Hanyu popped a bubble with her hand. Inside is an eighteen-year-old boy with bloody hands and tears of pain, and a suicide note written in blood on the wall behind him.

Content:

Dear Father and Mother,

Thank you for more than a decade of nurturing me, I have been living in a nightmare for a long time. No! It wasn't a nightmare, it was an invisible ghost hand that pulled me into the depths of hell.

Today, I finally cut off the demon hand, and I will no longer be plagued by demons. I want you to be happy for me and not cry for me.

At first, I thought I was a ghost at the edge of a cliff, but suddenly I realized that I was already in the abyss of hell.

But don't worry, the ghost hand has fallen off, and the soaring wings will take me to a world free of worries.

Love your Hanyu

The boy jumped down from the twelve-story building, and at the bottom of the floor lay the body of a boy of the same age. Insects and birds are singing their last lamentations for him, their bodies whirling in the air, rushing to the arms of hell, while his soul is dragged by the bright moon and flies to the vast starry sky.

At this moment, Hanyu burst into tears, and he remembered that his parents were still living humbly in that world called Earth, worrying about three meals a day. However, for his own selfish desires, he threw them down to suffer despite years of nurturing grace, and he himself ran to this unknown place to fight for an inexplicable empire.

Another bubble shattered, and inside was a teenager of eight or nine years old, fearless in the face of three or five of his peers. Picked up a brick and rushed forward. But the weak boy was not an opponent at all, and was pressed to the ground and beaten violently by them. But he didn't care, the bricks fell off, and he used his hands; The hand was grabbed and bitten with teeth. Anyway, he used all the means he could to attack and scare the three of them away with a ruthless force when his strength was insufficient.

He rubbed Ziqing's face, picked up the girl who had fallen to the ground, and took her home. A soft voice sounded in his ears: "You, it's okay, I'm home." ”

He knew that the young man in front of him was also him, but he was very remorseful. He can forget everything, but he can't forget his sister who once swore to protect him. But now he had not only forgotten, but could not even remember her name, and had had an unrelated person replace her.

Holding his heart in one hand, he felt like it was being torn into pieces, each of which spoke of his sins.

A bubble shattered in the air again, and countless swarms of insects flew through the space. This time, the Worm Emperor personally took the skinny worm mother out of the cocoon, raised him personally, and named him personally.

Han Yu understands that this skinny insect mother is also inextricably linked to herself. In a sense, he is the mother worm now, and there is no difference between the two.

Countless memories surfaced one by one, and the memories that the Dream Weaver had woven for Hanyu faded like a tide. The pink slime retained in the hippocampus also begins to be destroyed by metabolism.

The so-called soldiers of the empire became a joke, as if you had seen a coming-of-age story in a book, but the book was written in more detail.

Hanyu, who opened his eyes in the haze, saw the person next to him. "Sniff, why are you knocking on me?"

Qingwu glanced at him coldly: "Don't pretend, I know my own ability." And I don't call me a sniff, you can call me a green witch. ”

Hanyu didn't care if he was exposed, he was still lying in the arms of the young witch: "What did you say?" Why can't I understand? ”

The young witch got up directly and threw the cold jade in his arms to the ground. Reaching out and tearing it off his face, he revealed a familiar face, three points similar to the girl he rescued in the slum. In an instant, Hanyu had a guess that the person she saw in the slum was her, and she was also wearing a human skin mask at that time.

"Girl, you are so ruthless. How can we say that we are also acquaintances, what will happen to borrowing me to lie down? ”

"Not pretending?" The young witch laughed coldly twice: "If you have time to tease me, you might as well think about how to solve the poison in your hand." ”

Hearing Qingwu's words, Han Yu remembered that she seemed to have been rubbed by the bone spurs of the flying snake in order to save her. Ignoring the green witch in front of him, he hurriedly pulled up his collar and saw that the green had spread to his chest. I poked my neck and found that I didn't feel it anymore.

"I don't care, I'm here to save you. You must find a way to save me. For a moment, Hanyu didn't remember that this toxin came from the insect swarm, so he could only sprinkle and play scoundrels.

"What do you say? Why can't I understand? The young witch repeated what Han Yu said in a strange way.

Chapter 43: The Worm Body (2)

"Spirit, it's your turn." Seeing Hanyu stunned by the tortoise shell, he sniffed at the empty air and muttered to himself.

In the empty space, there was a fluctuation of consciousness, and only the beast and the smell could hear: "How are you sure that I will help you?" ”

"For he buried your bones, because he inherited your will. And now is the final step, and you don't want to see him fail and remain controlled by the Dream Weaver. "I can't tell if the current spirit is still loyal to the empire, so I don't dare to mention it in front of him. This can only be done with the help of the conspiracy to overthrow the Dream Weaver that he has just said in his letter.

As if to understand Sniff's concern, the formless spirit spoke, "You don't have to worry, when I die. The Dream Weaver's restraints are gone, and her abilities can only interfere with the body, blocking the brain's memories, and unable to disturb the soul. ”

"Let's get started. Someone will always avenge your revenge, and someone will need to bear it in the future. Sniff rubbed the hard tortoise shell with his fingers. She knew that in the future, her fate would have countless intersections with the unconscious person in front of her, and... The thought of this sniff blushed.

"I would like to ask you for your title." The spirit, which was about to disperse the dark matter body, suddenly stopped.

"The supernatural beings of the world are called by their abilities. And my title is Tianding, my name is Qingwu, and others call me a fortune teller. "For a moment, the tortoiseshell shone brightly. The spirit's body composed of dark matter clearly sees that the dark matter circulating in the tortoiseshell is no less than an asteroid, and a small dark matter planet and a small material planet in the tortoiseshell repel each other, but pull each other. One pole sits on the tortoise shell.

"Offended." The spirit's body bowed slightly, and the body suddenly dispersed, and countless dark matter hit Han Yu's body. At the same time, Sniff and the Alien Beast felt a strong wind blowing towards them, and the sand and rocks flew all around, and the already crumbling edifice collapsed.

Looking at the spilled dark matter, the alien beast did not dare to absorb it in one bite, so it could only let the excess dark matter spread into the space.

Han Yu, who was in the space of consciousness, suddenly felt that his body was filled with countless energies. The girl holding the tortoiseshell in front of her turned into a floating foam and scattered, and countless bubbles were suspended in the space full of sky.

Hanyu popped a bubble with her hand. Inside is an eighteen-year-old boy with bloody hands and tears of pain, and a suicide note written in blood on the wall behind him.

Content:

Dear Father and Mother,

Thank you for more than a decade of nurturing me, I have been living in a nightmare for a long time. No! It wasn't a nightmare, it was an invisible ghost hand that pulled me into the depths of hell.

Today, I finally cut off the demon hand, and I will no longer be plagued by demons. I want you to be happy for me and not cry for me.

At first, I thought I was a ghost at the edge of a cliff, but suddenly I realized that I was already in the abyss of hell.

But don't worry, the ghost hand has fallen off, and the soaring wings will take me to a world free of worries.

Love your Hanyu

The boy jumped down from the twelve-story building, and at the bottom of the floor lay the body of a boy of the same age. Insects and birds are singing their last lamentations for him, their bodies whirling in the air, rushing to the arms of hell, while his soul is dragged by the bright moon and flies to the vast starry sky.

At this moment, Hanyu burst into tears, and he remembered that his parents were still living humbly in that world called Earth, worrying about three meals a day. However, for his own selfish desires, he threw them down to suffer despite years of nurturing grace, and he himself ran to this unknown place to fight for an inexplicable empire.

Another bubble shattered, and inside was a teenager of eight or nine years old, fearless in the face of three or five of his peers. Picked up a brick and rushed forward. But the weak boy was not an opponent at all, and was pressed to the ground and beaten violently by them. But he didn't care, the bricks fell off, and he used his hands; The hand was grabbed and bitten with teeth. Anyway, he used all the means he could to attack and scare the three of them away with a ruthless force when his strength was insufficient.

He rubbed Ziqing's face, picked up the girl who had fallen to the ground, and took her home. A soft voice sounded in his ears: "You, it's okay, I'm home." ”

He knew that the young man in front of him was also him, but he was very remorseful. He can forget everything, but he can't forget his sister who once swore to protect him. But now he had not only forgotten, but could not even remember her name, and had had an unrelated person replace her.

Holding his heart in one hand, he felt like it was being torn into pieces, each of which spoke of his sins.

A bubble shattered in the air again, and countless swarms of insects flew through the space. This time, the Worm Emperor personally took the skinny worm mother out of the cocoon, raised him personally, and named him personally.

Han Yu understands that this skinny insect mother is also inextricably linked to herself. In a sense, he is the mother worm now, and there is no difference between the two.

Countless memories surfaced one by one, and the memories that the Dream Weaver had woven for Hanyu faded like a tide. The pink slime retained in the hippocampus also begins to be destroyed by metabolism.

The so-called soldiers of the empire became a joke, as if you had seen a coming-of-age story in a book, but the book was written in more detail.

Hanyu, who opened his eyes in the haze, saw the person next to him. "Sniff, why are you knocking on me?"

Qingwu glanced at him coldly: "Don't pretend, I know my own ability." And I don't call me a sniff, you can call me a green witch. ”

Hanyu didn't care if he was exposed, he was still lying in the arms of the young witch: "What did you say?" Why can't I understand? ”

The young witch got up directly and threw the cold jade in his arms to the ground. Reaching out and tearing it off his face, he revealed a familiar face, three points similar to the girl he rescued in the slum. In an instant, Hanyu had a guess that the person she saw in the slum was her, and she was also wearing a human skin mask at that time.

"Girl, you are so ruthless. How can we say that we are also acquaintances, what will happen to borrowing me to lie down? ”

"Not pretending?" The young witch laughed coldly twice: "If you have time to tease me, you might as well think about how to solve the poison in your hand." ”

Hearing Qingwu's words, Han Yu remembered that she seemed to have been rubbed by the bone spurs of the flying snake in order to save her. Ignoring the green witch in front of him, he hurriedly pulled up his collar and saw that the green had spread to his chest. I poked my neck and found that I didn't feel it anymore.

"I don't care, I'm here to save you. You must find a way to save me. For a moment, Hanyu didn't remember that this toxin came from the insect swarm, so he could only sprinkle and play scoundrels.

"What do you say? Why can't I understand? The young witch repeated what Han Yu said in a strange way.