Was it Miss Kalia? It was because of me that Harry had been killed, and I had no face to see her, and Monshint, who was lying on the mire, bowed his head in shame and wept. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Calia, who was still dressed as a maid, finally confirmed that he was the Monshent wearing a gray hat, although he was not wearing a gray hat, but the clothes on his body and the shape of his body could be vaguely recognizable as him, Kalia was half-squatting on the ground, helping Monshint who was lying on his stomach in the mud.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all me, Harry. Monshint knelt on the ground, lifted his dirty, but tearful little face, and blamed himself to Kalia in front of him with a crying voice.

"It's okay, don't cry, Harry will be fine. Kalia was stunned for a moment, smiled softly, took out a white handkerchief and wiped the tears on his face and said comfortingly.

"Impossible, there is no way he will survive in such a turbulent river. Monshant cried heartbreakingly.

"He's definitely alive, it's just that we can't find him now, you look at everything around you, maybe he's somewhere, just like us, looking for each other, don't worry. Kalia looked around and said in a gentle tone.

Monshant cried and looked in the direction of her gaze, and suddenly he froze, and small particles of golden light were falling from the night sky, sprinkled around like powder, and these light particles merged into those who died, and then an incredible scene appeared, and the people who had already died were resurrected one after another, looking around blankly.

"What is this?" said Monshint, pointing to the resurrected ones.

"This is a word-level healing magic that can bring the dead back to life, as long as it is within a certain period of time. Kalia explained carefully.

"It's really, really, it's great. With tears in his eyes, Monshint smiled, and clutched his heart with his hands.

Kalia smiled with relief, touched his head, and did not speak, the night was destined to be full of sadness and joy.

On the roof of a house not far from here, an uncle dressed very sloppily, holding a little boy in his arms, he looked at the position of Monshente, and they were all relieved, this kid is fine, but he seems to have found something interesting, a little interesting, fortunately, there is also the Pope's holy word level healing magic, the black-haired kid must not have too much of a problem, and then I am also busy, the sloppy uncle who thinks so in his heart was suddenly startled by the cry of the little boy in his arms.

"I want Mommy!!I want Mommy!!!Woooooooooooooo

"Alas, I know, I know, don't cry, uncle, I'll take you to your mother. The sloppy uncle comforted, but complained silently in his heart, obviously they are all children of the same age, and the difference is really big.

...................................................... The dividing line of time.............................................

It was so hot, so painful, the body seemed to be burned, and there was a feeling of being forcibly torn apart, Harry had tasted this pain in this endless darkness, how long had it been since the time had become blurred under such pain?

I don't know how long this torture lasted, a light like heaven broke in the endless darkness, and then the darkness was replaced by a dazzling light, Harry opened his blurred eyes, opened and closed, he couldn't help but stretch out his little hand in front of him, and finally got used to this brightness, but the next scene made him very puzzled, surprised, he found himself standing in a strange place, a few faint white clouds floating in the blue sky, blue ground, everywhere was a blue scene, there was no sun, but there was such a brightness, and the breeze blew from nowhere。

He tried to take a step forward, and found that the water under his feet stirred up a ripple, as if the calm water had been broken by a stone, and strangely he saw his own reflection, although he wondered why he was here, but he was not afraid at all, on the contrary, his heart was unusually calm.

He looked around, trying to see what was different, and the result was still the same, he was on a blue water, and suddenly, looking back at him, he was surprised to find that where there was nothing in front of him, there was a person's back, no, it was a little girl of the same height as him.

The pink hair tied in the double ponytail rippled in the breeze, and the beautiful black ribbon tied to the hair also fluttered in the wind, the black, ominous and cursed skirt was wearing the little girl's seemingly thin body, a pair of miserable white little feet were wearing nothing, and the back of the miserable white neck made people have an unknown chill, she quietly turned her back to Harry, leaving a lonely back.

Harry stretched out his hand and walked up, his instinct telling him why he had such strange feelings when he knew her, and that it was the first time he had seen her.

"Do you know what this place is?" the little girl's childish voice suddenly sounded, and she turned her back to Harry without turning around.

Harry stopped walking forward, looked at her back and replied, "I don't know, I don't know where this is, where the hell is this?"

"Hehe, don't you really know?" the little girl asked again with a smile.

"I really...... Ah!!" Harry was about to say again that he didn't know, but a bunch of familiar memories suddenly popped up in his mind, he covered his head in pain, the blue sky, the warm wind, the soft green grass, the calm water, and the mischievous light flew in front of him......

"This place...... This place is... My spiritual world?!" Harry said in surprise as he looked at the blue landscape around him in a cold sweat.

"That's right, but unfortunately there are no prizes, this place is your spiritual world. The little girl looked back at Harry and smiled.

The lovely face carved in pink and jade, in the eyes of ordinary people, is a very cute little girl, giving people an urge to hold it in their arms and love it, pale golden dream eyes, without a trace of impurities, as if they can see through people's hearts, there is a sense of déjà vu that should not exist in this world, and the miserable white skin gives people a strong contrast that she is a corpse.

Her eyes stared at Harry, and Harry felt an inexplicable intimidation with her, which made people feel cold, and she had a sense of kneeling in her heart, the feeling of being stared at by someone who was countless times stronger than herself came to her heart, she was like a queen on top, just looking at her, she couldn't bear her powerful aura, Harry gritted his teeth and half-knelt on the ground in a cold sweat, his hands tried to prevent himself from kneeling, and the kind of rush that wanted to bow down to her became stronger and stronger.

I don't know how long Harry held on, he kept trembling and kept his body in a half-kneeling position, the little girl saw him like this, she retracted her gaze boringly, turned around, the coercion finally disappeared, Harry relaxed at this time, threw himself forward, sweating, panting, he was so tired, what was going on just now.

"Is your little guy's willpower quite tenacious, ordinary people can't last long, so he kneels. The little girl didn't look at him, but turned her back to him and said lightly.

"Why...... Do you want to do that?" Harry asked, breathless, lying on the ground.

"Why? Well, because it's funny. The little girl thought for a moment and said.

“.........”

"It's time for you to tell me who you really are, and why did my spirit world become like this?" Harry said as he didn't want to discuss it with her, and reluctantly got up from the ground, panting and staggering.

"Who am I? Isn't there already a bottom in your heart, Li, Xia, Tong, Learn. The little girl shook her head and read out word by word, her ponytails dangling, her back to him.