"Where to die?" It can't be the kind of place I thought it was, would it?

The child is half the age and cannot see the gender, a pair of pure and serene, and he is surrounded by a circle of children, orc cubs.

He said, "When you come to this place, it means that you are dead, and there are still adults in this world who can come here, I really can't imagine that you have a very kind heart." ”

Yang Qianyan waved her hand and asked, "I'm still alive, don't talk nonsense." "The one who is most afraid of death, or for the sake of survival, as for such a fight? Suddenly dead, how could it be.

"Do you want to be alive now? So sad world, why do you want to stay there?" The child's gaze is as calm as the sky.

His appearance was exactly the same as the child who was bought on the black market, Yang Qianyan's heart was shocked, and suddenly black smoke filled the sky, and the wind swept wildly.

The child's face was so distorted with resentment that he said, "Why don't you save me, we are people of one world, and you just watch me die?" ”

The orc's cub chased and disappeared, Yang Qianyan's eyes were all on the angry child, who took a step forward and she took a step back.

The wind behind him called far away, and when he turned his head, he saw that his back was already on the edge of the cliff, and the stones had fallen and disappeared, and there was no echo.

You'll die if you fall.

Yang Qianyan didn't want to go down, so she turned her eyes to look directly at the child, "It's just that it looks like you, I can't be sure of your identity." What's more, I can't protect myself, and taking you with me may not be harmful to you. I have a clear conscience about what I have done!"

The black wind gradually stopped, the cliffs healed, and the child's face was blurred. The green grass is in the distance, but it can't be spread out.

Yang Qianyan gritted her teeth and insisted, slowly, her mind became more and more firm, and the sky became clearer, but it was no longer full of vitality when she first came, like a black cloud before a rainstorm, although she couldn't see the clouds.

"Is that your decision?" The child was very disappointed, "It's not so firm that there is no doubt." Compare which orcs are barely qualified. If you want to see the archangels, come with me. ”

He stood far away, towards the single-family house in the distance, on one side was the new green season, the kite was flying in the sky, and the sun was just right; On one side is a stone scar, bizarre. Between the lines, he followed the half-old road to the gray-and-white square building.

Pushing open the old door, a whirlwind swept out.

Inside the empty house are stone walls carved with a distant story.

Stepping into this room, the gems on the wall emit lasers, and the stereoscopic projection occupies the middle of the room, revealing an elliptical object, take a step back to see the texture of the feathers, the wings of the feathers are bound by chains, and each laser is a wrist-thick chain!

"Archangel, are you alright?" Black and white feathers, it is strange that they can be good, Yang Qianyan can't help but worry about the purity of energy.

"What are you looking for from me?" A clear voice came from the wings, and it was beautiful.

"I need your energy, we can sign a contract, and I can also help you fulfill a wish in exchange." Yang Qianyan feels like a salesman, people are uncomfortable at home, and she can't do it if she doesn't come.

The space rippled and stepped on the stone road, before Yang Qianyan could react, the information coming and going drowned her.

The donkey cart walked by, the rollers carried piles of wheat straw, the men and women on the cart waved happily, and Yang Qianyan waved awkwardly.

Yang Qianyan has rushed through many episodes, none of which are worse than this time, the streets are crowded, and she can't stand the body smell in all directions, she squeezes out of the crowd, and is splashed with muddy water by the horse-drawn carriage that passes by quickly.

I took out my handkerchief and brushed the muddy water down, while looking for a clean water source, the fountain in front of the church was fine, but a group of people gathered somewhere.

The man who led the chant held a torch in his hand, his face was flushed, his eyes burst with a frenzy, his arms opened and closed, and the people around him shouted in unison as he paused every time he spoke.

So they set fire to the church.

Yang Qianyan had just finished dealing with the muddy water, and had to dodge the choking smoke, so she followed the crowd far away, and the fire engulfed the church.

There was a sad look in the flames, and the moment they looked at each other, Yang Qianyan was in a house.

A black rat suddenly appeared, stepped over the instep of his foot, and burrowed into the furniture and disappeared.

When she was frightened and dodged, she almost fell into the candlestick, but Yang Qianyan hurriedly helped it steady. The doctor with the suitcase stopped, and the two talked eagerly with the man who was chasing him.

It was the man who took the lead in burning the church, sweating profusely and wiping it, and the cry of a baby could be heard from inside the room.

There was no sound, and the crying was terrifying.

The doctor broke free and walked out the door like the wind, and the man had to ask for a sculpture. Yang Qianyan hurriedly dodged to the side so as not to be bumped into. The sculptural angel has a serene face, and it is sad to look closely.

Turn around and hear the flying music, everyone comes and goes with a happy face, and in the center of the crowd is a couple of newcomers, with a brand new church in the background.

In front of the statue of an angel twice as tall as a person, the two exchanged rings and made vows.

Yang Qianyan picked up a piece of cake, thinking that this was an illusion but no matter how you look at it, it seems to be real, this soft touch, this sweet smell, this bright color, planning to take a bite while no one is right, the music is over, people have gone out from the gate, taking away all the pleasant air.

Two newcomers are in the shadows, telling secret messages. Just when she was confused, she walked into the classroom, and Yang Qianyan hurriedly hid the cake behind her.

The solemn atmosphere, the teacher's eyes are also scary, the face is serious, holding a stick and pointing at the blackboard and beating it every few moments.

Yang Qianyan stared at the blackboard, her back against the wall and stopped step by step, moving towards the door with difficulty.

I saw a young man being questioned, he stood up, and then a fierce quarrel broke out with the teacher, and the classroom 'made a noise', and the young man grabbed a stool and threw it at the teacher when people were unprepared.

Yang Qianyan hurriedly ran out of the classroom with small steps, and there was a scuffle indoors.

The inside was light, the hallways were pitch black, and it was unknown where it led. Grab the doorknob, but you can't open the old wooden door again.

After trying a few times to no avail, Yang Qianyan cautiously walked to the dark place, touching the wall, listening to the footsteps and heartbeat.

"What do you want me to know?" Yang Qianyan was worried and didn't reply, so she had to go hard.

I don't know how far it will take, or if it will only be a few minutes and a few minutes, and I will come to the street.

The loess roads are dusty, the low houses are not in patches, and children and dogs are running in the weeds.

As the sky darkened, the form of a beast appeared on the wild, and the eyes of the beast perched on the tip of the withered grass.

Yang Qianyan scratched her face, and she could indeed feel a slight pain.

In any case, do not be alone with danger.

Smoke curled from a nearby family's cooking, walking through the quiet front yard, raising its hand to knock on the rough wooden door.