Bai Yiquan was sure that the unknown woman with scars on her face had indeed kicked him twenty-three years ago, and possessed a "goblin" who didn't know which world it was. If you follow the routine of time travel, people who go back to the past basically have to do something to change history, does he also need to do the same?

Z375 crashed twenty-three years ago, and all the passengers in the car turned into space-time monsters, which he saw with his own eyes. But now, he apparently returned to before the Z375 crashed, it had safely arrived at the Earth site, and the passengers from the other world were trading with the gods of this world unharmed. In this way, it seems that he does have a chance to save the time train that will crash in the near future.

But the idea is good, but the truth is that he is not so much traveling back twenty-three years as reading the memories of some otherworldly person. He couldn't do anything but passively watch, let alone save a car of passengers, and he couldn't even make this "goblin" cough less at the moment, and this "goblin" was like having lung cancer, if there was also lung cancer in another world.

It's a pity that no one pays attention to him. At the moment, Fang Hua, who is only in his early thirties, can still be regarded as personable, with a faint smile on his face all the time, chatting with the lovely elven girl, praising the pendant hanging on the chest of the other party is very beautiful...... No matter what era it is, a beautiful girl is always more attractive than a sick ugly man.

"What do you say?" the elf girl picked up the pendant on her chest and shook it, "This is my grandmother's relic, and the sleeping little guy inside is the [Source Spirit] that will bring good luck to the elves." When the elves are threatened by their lives, the [Source Spirit] will awaken to protect their masters. ”

Bai Yiquan looked at the pendant, although it looked a little blurry because of the distance, it still felt very familiar. Soon he remembered that he had shown him the pendant drawing, of course, twenty-three years later, and that the old man with gray hair had told him that the pendant had come from an elf.

Now he knows where he came from.

Fang Hua is very interested in the elf girl and her pendant, and the elf girl is also very interested in Fang Hua, a local person. So the two chatted and walked away together, directly ignoring the "goblin" who was still standing in place and coughing, and the "goblin" coughed more and more severely, coughing up blood several times. It's just that no one paid attention to him, and after a long time and space travel, the people from another world finally got this short exchange time, and naturally they would not put extra energy on this ugly-looking sick seedling.

The "goblin" had to sit in the corner, out of the light, coughing and watching the rest of the people. Since it was a first-person perspective, Bai Yiquan couldn't see his face, so he didn't know what his expression would be at this moment. But because it is the first perspective, Bai Yiquan can understand his mood, the complex emotions of loss and longing.

It's like watching the classmates excitedly discuss the university they want to apply for after the college entrance examination, but they can only hide in the corner and watch quietly because of their scores, while quietly grabbing the corners of their clothes without saying a word. He couldn't speak, because the moment he saw the results, he was already abandoned by the world.

The "goblin" coughed louder and louder, but the rest of the voices became louder, as if they were deliberately trying to silence his voice. How can the sound of insects in summer compare to the waves of the sea? The severe pain gnawed away at the body of the "goblin", and he slowly curled up, like an earthworm about to be sunburned.

Bai Yiquan couldn't understand his pain, and he couldn't imagine why he chose this long time and space travel when he was seriously ill. While everyone enjoyed the joy of time travel, he could only curl up in the corner, enduring the pain.

He saw his younger brother, the little goblin excitedly shuttling through the crowd, as if he had inexhaustible strength, and did not think of his brother who was walking with him. At this moment, Bai Yiquan felt resentment, the resentment from the bottom of his heart, beating his nerves like a tide.

He wanted to destroy everything in front of him, to destroy it completely. Everything that is good, everything that is merciless, should be destroyed. The thought sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and in the blink of an eye, it went crazy with uncontrollable momentum, and he stared at his hands, clenched tightly in anger and pain, and his claws scratched the floor......

Ay.

Someone sighed.

Bai Yiquan suddenly sobered up, and that sense of anger and resentment quickly receded.

What was he doing? What was he thinking? Why was he angry with someone who had nothing to do with him? Resentment for someone who had long since died? He felt like his former self was wrapped in fire, and his heart was hot and throbbing, and until now, this feeling has not completely dissipated.

What's going on?

Bai Yiquan was confused. If it wasn't for that sigh, what would he have been? Who made that sigh?

He struggled to get up. Originally, he thought that he had no way to get up, because at the moment he was possessing the body of the "goblin". But he got up, very easily, like a man who has taken off his heavy padded jacket in the spring, and feels unusually relaxed.

He lowered his head, and it was no longer the terrifying claws and green skin that caught his eyes, but his own hands. At this moment, he finally regained his body.

But......

He subconsciously turned his head, and sure enough, he saw the "goblin" curled up in the corner. He was staring blankly ahead with huge eyes. There was no loud coughing, and my body was not shaking from pain.

Because the "goblin" is dead. I'm afraid it's because he died that Bai Yiquan was able to get out of his body. But Bai Yiquan still felt very unbelievable, how could someone who could talk normally dozens of minutes ago die in the blink of an eye?!

And died so quietly. Except for Bai Yiquan, no one found out that he was dead, and even his younger brother was still haggling with an earth merchant who was a watch and wanted to exchange a blue ball for a worthless electronic watch.

It's ironic that the first person to find out that he was dead was twenty-three years later.

Bai Yiquan was about to help this unlucky guy close his wide eyes, but suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing overhead. He subconsciously raised his head and saw a tall black figure, wielding a huge scythe, and slashing straight down.