A few days later, the entire secret realm had been completely reduced to a dead realm, and the human race waited and waited outside the secret realm, neither waiting for the appearance of the chaos worm nor waiting for the arrival of the monster.

If it weren't for the fact that everything was too tragic and profound, if it weren't for the countless people buried in the secret realm, everyone would even think that they had a dream!

Exceptionally horrific nightmares......

This is the most tragic death and injury of the human race since the secret realm was opened for countless years.

Whether it is the Four Realms or the Middle Domain, whether it is a family or a sect......

According to later generations, people at that time hovered at the entrance and exit of the secret realm for a long time, waiting in a daze......

Wait for a miracle.

However, they waited for the prohibition of the secret realm to be slowly restored, and they did not wait for the person they wanted to wait.

Traces and ...... No ......

But the days go on.

They must carry on with countless sustenance and expectations, and unswervingly move forward! Advance!

……

Night Terror didn't know how long she had been asleep, and when she finally woke up, the first thing she heard was Xiaoshu's crying.

"Rustling ......"

"Rustling ......"

In the past, although Night Terror could understand the meaning of Xiaoshu, it was closer to the transmission of consciousness, but at this time, she "heard" with her own ears, and she actually understood the "rustle" tone.

"Sha Sha Sha ...... "You have no conscience, if you don't wake up again, my little flower will be gone!"

"Rustle...... "Hurry up!" Otherwise draw a big turtle on your face!

"Rustle!" Get up! Get up!

Night Terror: "......" is such a sand sculpture, is it my little tree?

Feeling the fluctuation of the sea of knowledge of the night terror, Xiao Shu grabbed the night terror and threw her out without saying a word!

Night Terror: "??? ”

She turned around and stood firmly in the void, and the sight of her eyes made her stunned.

A small white flower blooms enchantingly in the wind, and there is a piece of black jade floating beside it, and now this little flower is beautiful, but there is no longer the original "spirit".

The Spirit of Flowers, gone?!

Night Terror's heart jumped, and he quietly stepped forward to hold the little white flower, and called anxiously: "Huahua? Flower...... Can you hear me? ”

Little White Flower didn't leave the secret realm after being thrown away by Night Terror, because it wanted to advance and retreat with Night Terror, its only friend.

But when Xiao Baihua finally rushed back, she saw such a scene!

Night Terror was completely devoured by the Chaos Worm, and even if it let go of its senses, it still couldn't feel her breath......

She...... Dead?

Little White Flower's mind went blank and ran wildly towards the night terror......

If it could speak, it would be shouting all the time.

Don't die!

Don't die!

Don't die!

It's a pity that no matter how hard it tries, the emotions that swell and boil in the chest still can't be vented.

They are like flames, burning and stinging the soul of the little white flower!

Don't die!

In the end, the little white flower swept away and rushed towards the Chaos Swarm.

This is undoubtedly self-defeating, but ...... It also wants to work hard for its friends...... What if she happens to be surrounded by chaos worms and can't escape?

However, the center of the Chaos Worm was empty......

The little white flower kept looking for the name of the night terror, even if its body was torn apart by something, it hurt very much, it couldn't compare to the pain in its heart.

If it doesn't go, will it be able to save the night terror?

The pain became more intense, dense and continuous.

Just when Little White Flower thought that she was going to die of pain, a gentle aura slowly covered its body......

(End of chapter)