In the Library Pavilion.

Beilan Laiye turned his face sideways and looked at the spirit beast's body, the eyes slipped from its arms, and he climbed down the steps. Its emaciated body jumped up and down like a toy with a spring attached. The dry hands were just pulling at her neck, holding her all the time.

She was a little helpless, so she took out a candy from her arms and said to him: "Is your little guy short of sugar, if you like to eat it, then take it." ”

The little fellow was also obedient, sniffing the smell in the air, and pounced. He stood on the ground holding the candy and rolled in a circle. He struggled to look at Beilan Laiye with a pair of black hole-like holes, waiting for her to return with a sincere heart, and now a wisp of soul lodged on another body, the smell should not change.

That's what he thought.

Time has passed, and a long time has passed, and those things have become unbearable.

He said, "What's wrong with you?" ”

A long time ago, on the Great Wall of Nine Heavens, he once hugged her thigh and said the same thing, what is wrong with you. But that sentence became the last sentence a hundred years ago.

Now that time has been set back, some things and some people have finally returned.

Holding the candy with tears in his eyes, he said to the person in front of him, "It's good that you're back." ”

"Who are you? In order not to hurt this little spirit beast, Beilan Laiye's voice was quite gentle, she leaned down and spread her palms. The smell of candy that invaded the heart and spleen had already fallen in my heart. He was waiting, waiting for the day when he could follow her in person, never to be separated.

At this point, everything gets a little blurry.

With a smile hanging from the corner of her eyes, she simply picked up the little guy, put it on her lap, and continued to walk towards the second floor.

It's eerie, secretive, and very few people come in.

It had been a long time since anyone had cleaned the dust on the walls, and she didn't know what these people thought. designed this chain of shackles just to wait for the people of the rear division to come and catch them all?

"Are you afraid that after becoming a member of this dead world?"

She asked softly, her fingertips floating around the little one, and there was a vein of coldness and moonlight in her eyes. There was moonlight falling on the balcony, and the horror and mystery extended to the bottom.

There were some spells hidden in her heart, and she went through them over and over again, and now they could finally come in handy.

This "reduction" was seen in an ancient book, and she tried to rehearse the spell, and it really restored the little guy to his pre-death appearance.

He is a small mouse with golden skin and a crescent mark on the soles of his feet.

Brutally slaughtered in a competitive match, his eyes gouged out before he died.

He didn't know how long he had been in this attic, but he felt that he hadn't seen a living person or smelled candy in a long, long time.

His soul was locked in this body, and a hundred years had passed.

"I'm really recovering, that's great." The little one has no name, he is just a wandering spirit animal, and often prays for food from the people who pass by in the corners of the tower.

Early one morning, next to a girl in a pink shirt, hugging her thighs.

At this time, he met Beilan Laiye and successfully hugged a big name.