With a gentle push of the invisible hand, Teng Yunshen was pushed back to the moment where there were traces to follow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He entered the memories of the dead, following the ghost's ethereal footsteps and looking back on the past. For a moment, he had forgotten how unbearable it was to have a new body. Now, torture has caught him again. He couldn't help but let out a terrible moan.

"It's coming!" Maggie excitedly poured her blood on the clay puppet's head, "Does Sweetheart feel a little better? You look like you're about to ...... It's torn apart. The girl playfully stuck out her tongue.

"It's not that bad. Teng Yunshen said slowly, he tried to shake his head, but he was immediately dizzy by a sudden sharp pain, "I'm just not used to it." ”

He tried to straighten his back as much as he could.

The wanton blooming blood stained Teng Yunshen's vision red. "You've bled a lot. He reminded, "Can you hold on?"

"Don't worry about me. The girl licked the wound on her wrist, "My hematopoiesis comes from you as well as from the elves - it comes from a multitude of living creatures. ”

"I don't understand. ”

"Wizards are always able to draw energy from things on the outside, and blood mages are no exception. The source of our magic is the similarity of our physiological activities. That is, you have provided me with plenty of energy. So, keep one thing in mind. When you're against a Blood Mage, you'd better run away if you can't do it quickly. Weakening others, thereby strengthening ourselves, at the expense of others, is our way of fighting. ”

"I see. ”

"Now, tell me quickly, what do you see in the ghost's memories?"

Nightmare. Teng Yun sighed deeply. The dream of the deceased reveals to him a fierce quarrel. However, what was truly terrifying was that he saw the energetic side of the deceased. Now, two similar, yet very different faces gradually overlapped in his mind.

It would be hard for him to forget the girl's sparkling eyes in the past.

When he found the eyes, they seemed to hold nothing but sadness, anger, frustration, and subtle fear. People define these things as negative emotions. Walking into a bookstore, on the most unoriginal and popular shelves, you can easily discover ways to control them or even eliminate them.

But the reason why people are suffering, why people have feelings, is because they are alive. They are able to express their wishes through this.

The dead have no such power. Teng Yun deeply recalled the ghost's empty eyes, and melancholy filled his chest. Life is gone. Once again, he was deeply aware of the gravity of this fact.

He simply killed a lot of people with neatness. He's already a professional killer. But that doesn't mean he despises the value of life. He cares, and that's why he kills. He kills outlaws in order to protect innocent people.

The pain was incredibly long. Death is not just an end, sometimes, it is even a beginning. Death comes suddenly, it happens only for a moment, and the pain left behind will continue forever. Death is like the end of the curtain, separating time and space, separating two very different worlds in front of the stage and behind the scenes. The people in front of the stage don't know anything about the world behind the scenes. They don't know what's going on there. However, the pain is like a shadow cast by the curtain over those infected by the tragedy.

"The deceased had an argument with a girl. Teng Yun said deeply. He hadn't been able to fully adapt to the clay puppet's crudely constructed body. He became confused, unable to distinguish between what was important and what seemed to be the key to getting out of the labyrinth. He must continue to endure the pain.

The ghost was back in front of him.

"Who? I mean, who is the dead in your mouth?"

Teng Yunshen stretched out his hand and pointed to the empty moonlight. His arms were heavy, but the conversation was even more overwhelming for him as it was as it was.

Maggie's reaction was quick: "We've all seen her. Really?"

"Her name is Zhao Yue. ”

Maggie nodded, "That's right. What about the other person?

"I didn't hear her name. ”

"Describe what kind of girl she is?"

Teng Yunshen frowned. "Red ......," he sighed, "I'm sorry. The girl's face was blurred. ”

"It doesn't matter. Sweetheart. Don't say sorry to me, I love you. Maggie touched Teng Yunshen's frustrated nose, "That girl may be a red mage, or she may be a blood mage like me." What are they arguing about? She wandered in the ghost's memories, and what happened between them must have been very important. That may be the fuse that detonates the killing machine. ”

In the past, Zhao Yue regarded her as her companion. ”

"The result?"

And she failed Zhao Yue. She only regarded Zhao Yue as a pawn. ”

Maggie scratched at her unrestrained hair: "Business is business, and such stories are not uncommon." ”

Teng Yunshen remained silent.

Maggie turned her head away, staring in the direction of the demon. "Could the murderer be that girl?" Zhao Yue resented her and was entangled, so she killed Zhao Yue?" Maggie lowered her tone, "This contradicts the clues I followed. ”

"Nope. Teng Yunshen said anxiously, "She reminded Zhao Yue that danger was around her. She gave a warning. Zhao Yue was unimpressed. Probably, before she died, she regretted it. ”

Maggie quickly moved her gaze back to Teng Yunshen's face. "Interesting. She blinked, "Does someone coincide with me?"

"Who is Zhao Yue's lover?"

Maggie shook her head: "I don't remember who she ever had a relationship with. Why is this question asked? Is her lover a suspect?"

"I can't tell. The girl used words like 'particularly suspicious' to describe Zhao Yue's boyfriend. ”

"The murderer can't escape. Maggie was confident, "We're going to catch him." ”

Teng Yunshen tried to distinguish the voice in the other tombstone. The ghost's murmur crawled in his ears like annoying ants. He couldn't catch their voices.

Zhao Yue is special. She was the last person to die in the labyrinth. Her thoughts were still strong. And the girls who died before her, their thoughts are like the warm breeze blowing through the ends of her hair on a summer night, and others are unpredictable.

"Let's go and defeat the demons. Maggie said, "And get out of here." ”

"We haven't mastered his weaknesses yet. ”

Maggie spread her hands and expressed helplessness: "Everything is an ideal state, but the reason why this world is so unfortunate is because we are always in a hurry"