Door-to-door on the same floor, Yu Xian and Su Qingge went back to the house.

Oh, my God...

Yu Xian patted his chest, "I didn't know that I had been a neighbor with Ren Xiao for more than half a year." ”

"Gentleman friend." Painter A jumped out of his mobile phone, "That girl should have died a long time ago, because of a force of obsession to support her vitality until now." ”

"I know, we call it a manre."

Recalling Su Qingge's situation, two years... No, it should be called three years ago at the National Games, when she fell on the ice while performing a jumping move.

Because the jump position was close to the edge of the field, his head slammed on the guardrail, and he was sent to the hospital for rescue when he was lost on the spot.

Painter A can feel a solid obsession, "Her broken soul has almost no superfluous emotions left, all of them are strong and self-disciplined. ”

Human Xiao is not necessarily a monster that harms people, but it is easier to fall into the evil way, and it is easier to be used by the evil way.

Su Qingge definitely didn't know that he had become a human spirit, and he only had champions and glory in his heart.

"Gentleman friend." Painter A pointed to the corner, "Did you and that little cookie in the corner know each other a long time ago?" ”

Painter A is talking about small mold...

"Not for a long time, maybe more than half a year ago."

Catch the mildew from the mirror psychic game, and talk to it at leisure.

Xiaomou probably entered the rental house in July last year, and Yu Xian also moved in at that time.

If time goes forward, it is still an unformed soul body, without a systematic consciousness, and there is no earlier memory.

"Painter A, why do you suddenly ask that?"

"I'm evil." Painter A pointed at himself, "Little mold... It's a very weak evil thing, and I can feel some of its very pure soul temperament. ”

"For example?"

"For example, it is very recognizable and trusting of you, which is by no means something that can be achieved by daily contact in a short period of time."

Painter A took out the benefits, "Xiaomil, what do you think of Gentleman Yu?" ”

Familiar... and a reassuring atmosphere.

"Familiar..."

Yu Xian made a comparison in his heart.

is also one soul and three spirits, and Painter A said that there was no strength in the turmoil of Xiaomildew, but all weakness and grievances.

Su Qingge is just the opposite, only the tenacity and obsession of winning the championship are left, and there are too many delicate and soft emotions, which will make Xu Yuanyuan feel that the dance is soulless.

"Did you know me before?"

Mold shook his head, indicating that he had no earlier memories.

Unable to dig deeper, Yu Xian turned to look at Painter A.

"In my eyes, Mold is just a fragile soul body that has lost most of its soul, and he is afraid of everything."

"Yes, this evil creature lacks all the strength and tenacity, and only the fearful and weak soul remains."

Everyone has a strong and weak side, and in the induction of the painter A, this part of the soul of Xiaomil is almost only the weak side.

"Mold, do you know how to skate?"

Mold: What skating?

"Figure skating."

As he said this, Mold squatted in place as if unconscious, and Painter A next to him nodded.

"He and the girl across from him have exactly the same soul fluctuations, they should be the same person."

Su Qingge suffered a violent blow to his brain when he fell, and his soul was scattered on the spot.

When her life was about to die, she forced her broken soul with her firm will, and eliminated the weak and cowardly side.

One soul and three spirits have become small mold; Su Qingge also has only one soul and three souls left.

"No wonder..."

No wonder she looks out of place when she's with everyone else;

No wonder she was evaluated by Xu Yuanyuan as emotionless, like a machine that makes precise dance moves.

Yikes-

Mold let out a strong soul fluctuation and burrowed under the bed.

"You come out for me, your deity is desperate to win the national championship, you are autistic here, are you embarrassed?"

The little mildew who was brought out cried and cried: Woo, Yu Xian, woo wow-

I was super stressed, and at first I just liked skating, woo... Who knows that everyone's expectations are getting higher and higher, I don't dare to say that I can't hold it myself...

I... But I really can't hold it anymore!

That's all I have to endure mentally.

Xiaomil was awakened a lot of memories, and the crying was extremely real.

All of Su Qingge's negative emotions and weakness were squeezed out here, shouldering all the pressure about winning the championship, and letting Xiaomil take away all his autism and cowardice.

It's hard to tell who has the heavier burden on either side.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

The matter has come to this, and Yu Xian can't persuade him.

Su Qingge has become a human spirit, and Yu Xian doesn't know if it will work if he can forcibly use Taiyi's corpse to extract small mold and stitch it back.

Even if it is forcibly stuffed back, there is still a soul and a soul, which may lead to the current delicate balance being broken, and Su Qingge's soul is really scattered.

"You... Ay. "Yu Xian is not qualified to make ideas for them," Su Qingge has reached the finals of the National Games. ”

Mold: That's amazing... It's not like me, just a pathetic worm.

"Don't think the same." Yu Xian gently comforted, "If you hadn't taken away all the cowardice, she wouldn't have persevered to the point where she is today." ”

Woo...

"Also, we're moving tomorrow, and we don't live in this rental house anymore."

Xiaoxiao: Woo, don't leave me alone, I'm going to go with Yu Xian.

"Don't worry, if you want to."

The rest of the luggage is almost packed, and I will take it directly to Jinxiao Pedestrian Street tomorrow and check in with my bag.

Mold stayed in the chair to digest his emotions.

Painter A is already holding a sketchbook, immersed in the world of creating welfare for gentlemen.

Yu Xian took out two cans of happy water from the Xiaoice cabinet and threw one can to Painter A.

It was the last night in the rental house.

An ordinary night.

[The world is so big, there are no wonders]

"Poof, ahem, ahem."

Yu Xian was choked by Coke, "You don't have to come out to add drama!" ”

Indeed, the various elements in the rental house also include the marketing account.

The first is sealed into the material grid, and the other is the "Tai Chi Hua Escape" that has not been processed for the time being.

[Friends, do you know? 】

[Special souls will split when subjected to severe impact, dividing into multiple haunting individuals]

[If they continue to be impacted, they will continue to spread out and become more individuals]

"I said stop!" Yu Xian covered his face, "The energy is not conserved, right..."

This kind of marketing account news, Yu Xian didn't want to get skills from it.

Even if you want to make guardian spirits from scattered souls, there are still a lot of 'toadstool mothers' in the system.

Zombify the Tyrannosaurus Rex, and the mother toadstool will be consumed, but it will not be consumed when used to hit soul shards.

There was no need to endure any violent soul shocks.

However, the word "soul" is very fond of Yu Xian and is very useful.

After all, it is better than the current "time and space" and "world" entries.

"World" instead of "soul"

The special world was violently impacted, shattering into small worlds.

This is probably in the fantasy, fighting to the end of the flood, and the avenue is worn out...

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