The rain was pouring down.

The original grassland was covered with spider silk, and as far as the eye could see, only a patch of silver remained.

Qingluan squatted down and picked up the grimace that fell at his feet, still with a weird smile, but it became a little dim, "I'm helping you get free." ”

Bang.

Thunder roared.

Without any protective barrier, the bean-sized raindrops hit the black robe, and a large amount of blood rolled down the robe and smashed into the dirt along the rain. Qingluan lowered his head, looked at the man lying on his back panting, and said softly, "Do you remember, why do you hate peony?" ”

"Of course I do." Wu Kill coughed and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, "It's because..."

Because..?

He was suddenly stunned.

The abrupt sound was accompanied by the confusion in the scarlet eyes of the black killer.

Why does he hate peonies..?

Why did you curse her with tears?

"We paraphiles are inherently stronger than ordinary people, with great strength and a longer life." Ignoring Wu Shu's answer, Qingluan said to himself, "But, where is there such a good thing in this world." ”

"We have to pay a price, too."

Enter another world and force your way into their main story.

Such behavior.

"I know." Wu Slay opened his scarlet eyes and said flatly, "It is more difficult for us to enter reincarnation than ordinary people. ”

Qingluan lowered his head, "You're dead." ”

White lightning streaked through the air.

The rain was getting heavier.

"Huh." Wu Slay grinned, looming fangs, "You can't kill me, I'm the guide of the Hidden Mansion, and I have an immortal body." "Even if her Celestial Spider Silk cut him into tens of thousands of pieces, he would be able to automatically reunite and heal in an instant.

Qingluan, who looked at him, suddenly showed a trace of pity, "Now you are just a shell with half of your memories." ”

Smack.

Shattered tears fell to the ground, a small sound that didn't catch anyone's attention in the library.

"No," Peony clutched her head and frowned in pain, "What nonsense are you talking about..."

Paper Kite closed the book and put it on the shelf, and there was no trace of waves in her slightly cold voice, "How did he die, have you forgotten?" ”

"He's not dead!!" Peony gritted her teeth, "He's not going to die!" ”

Although he broke away from the headquarters, he became the guide of the Youfu, gained the power of the Youfu, and was also given eternal life by the supreme ruler of the Youfu, and his recovery power can be restored immediately even under the blow of the true god.

"Looks like you really forgot." The paper kite crouched down, its slender fingers reaching for the broken teardrops.

Before he could touch the fine teardrops, a crack instantly appeared on the pale fingertips, and the dense purple-black faintly crawled out.

His eyes narrowed.

The paper kite immediately withdrew her hand and quietly lowered her sleeves.

"What do you want to say!" Peony covered her head, only feeling as if something was about to rush out of her mind.

The tide was tumbling and occupying every corner of her mind. Peony felt as if she was drowning, without oxygen, unable to breathe, drowning in discomfort and pain, as if... I'm about to suffocate...

"I just wanted to help you remember." The paper kite stood up, her soft eyes on the peony.

The eyes that were so pure and clean that there was no trace of impurities were like very clear and transparent droplets of water.

"What the hell are you trying to say!!" Peony suppressed her gradually hoarse voice, and her hollow eye sockets were red, almost growling.

"Three years ago." The paper kite spoke softly, and her cold voice did not change at all, "You took all the honor points of Wu Kill." ”

Bang.

Thunder suddenly rang out.

With the increasing rain, it smashed on the glass window.