The soul's eyes sank for a moment, and he replied sluggishly, "You go on." ”

If her sister is Lynia, then what is she? Is it really the soul of ten thousand people?

She deduces various identities in her head.

The possible identities are all so unbelievable, but those identities that she can accept turn into floating clouds under the premise of Lynia.

She realized that the world 10,000 years later had changed dramatically, and her most trusted sister had also become a mystery.

The story that Rong Chu was talking about next to her, no matter how wonderful it was, she couldn't listen to it anymore.

"What's your name?"

His thoughts were confused, and his soul abruptly interrupted him to insert such a question.

The middle-aged man changed his mind vigorously: "Then Lenia ...... Yes? My name? ”

The soul impatiently stroked his blade and glanced at him.

"I won't tell you." Rong Shu made a mysterious expression, "Call me whatever you want." ”

Call it whatever you want?

She narrowed her eyes, her chaotic mind finally knowing a place to think and settle.

The soul looked at him roughly.

This middle-aged man has been wearing Uesugi for a long time, and the threads can be seen in the shoddy fabric from several millimeters. She was a human being born in a good environment since she was a child, and when she saw such shabby clothes, she couldn't help frowning fiercely.

This frown is not disgust, it is a little unbelievable.

It turns out that under Saniya's rule, there are still such a group of people who are not living a good life.

She didn't look too far away, she couldn't bear to see this scene.

shabby clothes, thin body, but the whole person still loves life so much.

When the soul thinks about it, an indescribable feeling wafts out of the bottom of the heart.

The reason why they are still optimistic in the poor environment may be because they all believe in fate and believe that fate will always give them light.

Everyone walks forward according to the one faith in the chaotic environment.

She silently bowed her head, promising in her heart that I would let the world give them the results they needed.

Rong Chu looked at this little girl for a long time, and couldn't help but interrupt: "What do you think?" ”

The soul jerked its head up, nearly hitting his jaw.

She hesitated and lied: "I'm thinking, since you are older than me, what should I call you?" Uncle? Brother? ”

Actually, it was originally her age.

At the age of more than 10,000 years, who in this world can match?

But she looks like a teenager now, and she won't believe the person in front of her.

So it's better to really turn into a primary school student, after all, she won't care much about calling this loss.

Rong Chu could also see that what she was thinking just now was obviously not this, but who didn't have a secret, he didn't expose her very far-fetched lie.

"Uncle."

He replied casually, only to find that he had been called old.

Hey, there's no way, who called Rong Chop a generation of beautiful teenagers who are now pretending to be old and poor and frustrated.

On the outside, he is also a lewd uncle in his forties and fifties.

"Okay, uncle." The soul cried out very smoothly, but Rong Chu heard it very unpleasantly. "The third layer you said earlier, I want to trouble you to take me there."

He scolded his mother, what kind of uncle...

Then he said without changing his face: "You look like this, you will be excluded as soon as you pass." ”

The soul is puzzled: "Are the people there vain?" ”

Rong Slash took the sword from her hand, wondering when it would reach hers.

"Or do you think? They live in the middle and lower parts of the world, and seeing the wind and steering the rudder is everyone's survival skill, and over time they become a strong and two-faced human being. ”

She pursed her lips and expressed her disgust with this kind of human nature: "But I have to go, uncle, this decision can't be changed." ”

Rong said: "I didn't stop you from going." After all, the third layer is more than a thousand times better than the lifeless fourth layer, and a living person shouldn't appear here. Immediately, the topic changed and turned to her: "I take the liberty of asking, your spells are fundamentally skilled by experienced people, but why are you only so young?" Who are you? ”

The soul was choked by his question, and replied vaguely: "You don't believe it, why should I say it......"

He touched his nose silently, and also felt that this question involved too much privacy, so he didn't ask anymore, hurriedly said goodnight, and went to sleep.

The soul watched as he lay three meters away from him, patted the hem of his skirt, and stood up suddenly, reaching out and grabbing it in the air.

A black blood butterfly was caught between her fingers, its huge wings flapping, seeking hope of survival.

This animal is harmless, but if she doesn't know it, she feels that the unknown is extremely dangerous.

She let go of her fingers, which were as white as clotted fat, and the blood butterfly staggered and flew up.

Almost at the same moment, her fingertips moved slightly, and a spell came out, striking Blood Butterfly's heart.

The Blood Butterfly froze in the air, flapping its wings weakly and falling in a straight line.

Poof, it fell to the ground, shattered to pieces, and Huawei flew ashes.