Why did you forget that guy!

No wonder the ears are so pure for so many times, without this person's cynicism and poisonous tongue, the whole world is much better.

Well, let's be honest, the world is still the same.

And I'm quite worried about him.

I don't know if he has stopped crying when he turns into a fish and is in the water.

A handwriting made him cold and crazy.

And that handwriting is obviously drawn by the shadowless hand, could it be that Luoying and the shadowless hand are old acquaintances?

Why bother.

Shadowless hands borrowed my fingers to write these two words.

What exactly does that mean.

I was thinking to myself, when I suddenly heard Xiao Nai's voice in my ears: "...... Okay, I'll try to get in touch and see if the reed boat has found any traces of Luo Yingjun, and see where they are now. ”

"Hey, Xiao Nai......" I raised my voice to stop her, Zixia said impatiently and gloomily, "Be quiet for a while, and see what the little fairy is going to do." ”

I saw Xiao Nai walk quickly to the shore of the water, choose a reed among the reeds, pick a leaf, roll it into a small tube, murmur to the small tube, and then gently put it on the water.

"I want to know ......" Hua Hai clasped his hands together and said suddenly.

"Shhhh Xiao Nai turned to stop, with a quiet and solemn expression on her face, she pointed to the surface of the water, and did not speak.

My sister closed her eyes heavily, the starlight hit her ivory-white cheeks, there was a stagnant beauty, she seemed to freeze her shame and concern, she raised her eyes silently to look at Mizuzawa, and did not make a single sound.

The surface of the water is like a mirror. A small tube made of reed leaves stands upright on the surface of the water, and it does not move at all.

Xiao Nai stared at the water. Her concentration and silence make her exude a mysterious and strange beauty.

The barrel begins to turn.

The surface of the water began to loosen.

Around the small tube, there are strange ripples, which gradually appear.

The ripples are more and more numerous, more and more complex, and they are not the regular circles that we are used to.

Xiao Nai stood at the water's edge, staring at the surface of the water, motionless.

Eventually, the ripples slowly became less and lighter, the water was quiet again, and the tube stopped turning.

I have a hundred questions in my heart, but I can't ask anything. I can only wait patiently for Xiao Nai to give an explanation.

Xiao Nai stepped into the water, reached out and scooped up the reed leaves rolled into a small tube, gently flattened them, and put them back into the reeds, and then turned to everyone: "I have contacted the tracking boat, which is the boat that I used to fold the reed leaves and put them into the water to track Luo Yingjun's whereabouts, it has found Luo Yingjun's whereabouts, and it is indeed in the underground waterway to the ancient elf country, but the situation is not optimistic." ”

"How do you know?"

"How does he know where to go in the underground waterways?"

"What do you mean by 'the situation is not optimistic'?"

......

Everyone was rushing to ask questions, and I didn't say anything.

I believe in Xiao Nai, naturally believe in her intelligence source, what to do now is to go into the water immediately, follow the guidance of the map, enter the underground waterway, and find Luo Ying first, but Xiao Nai and I may not be able to make the trip;

"This tracking technique is an ancient skill of the Mizusawa Fairy, which uses the transmission and interpretation of all the world's waterways and special water patterns, so you can ......rest assured," Xiao Nai explained to everyone.

"'The situation is not optimistic', what is going on?" the elder brother asked in a deep voice.

"You said that the most terrifying thing buried deep in the underground waterways is not the big fish, and you diverted the topic at the time and didn't say any more, what is the most terrifying thing?" Kazama asked without waiting for Kona's answer.

"Yes...... Actually, I don't know. Xiao Nai opened his eyes, as if he remembered something extremely terrible, and the muscles on his face gradually tensed: "Xiao Aoi returned to Mizusawa for the last time, and was blown up all over her body, and soon ...... After a long time, the eldest aunt told me that when she examined Aoi's body, she found another wound on her body, a strange wound that was not a blast injury......

"How weird?" asked Forget Yan softly.

"How strange, I didn't see it with my own eyes, I only remember that when the eldest aunt said it, the expression on her face was very terrifying, when she shook her head, her voice trembled: 'It's not a person, it's not a fish, how hungry and cruel should it be to bite such a big blood hole on the back and legs! Fortunately, it's not on the neck, otherwise it ......'" Xiao Nai repeated the words of the eldest aunt, her eyes were vigilant, time had passed, and it could be seen that she was still very afraid.

"Just now, I perused the ripples on the surface of the water that tracked the boat, and said that there was a suspicious black shadow around Luoying in the underground waterway, but for now, it should be safe. Xiao Nai said very cautiously.

"Brother, Meiyi, leave immediately, can you?"

"Okay! I'll turn the waterway into a tunnel now, and maybe I can help Luo Ying out of the siege. As I spoke, I patted Zixia on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "Tell me, how to exert my ability, how to do this?"

Xiao Nai very obediently took out the map and spread it out in front of me.

The dense cobweb-like waterways appeared before my eyes.

"The spiritual wings of the Venerable have been attached to you, and you have already been energized by you, like a pool full of water, if you want to use it, you only need to turn on the switch. There was a hint of excitement in Zixia's gloomy voice.

"Where's the switch?" I asked.

"Press your hand on your forehead spirit wings, give up a little bit of your soul, and the switch of the energy pool will be turned on, and you can use it as much as you want, turning your hands into clouds and covering your hands into rain, and see how happy you are. Zixia bone-lined his dark purple eyes, unable to hide his greed and yearning.

"'Give up my soul'? to whom?" I asked in a low voice. There's never a white lunch in the world, I should know.

"Whoever gives you spiritual wings, you give them to whomever you want. Zixia rolled her eyes.

"Purple-robed man?" I asked again.

"No!" Zixia began to become impatient, her voice annoyed.

I know who it is. If it weren't for the purple-robed man, it could only be the "voice", the "voice" that had always heard and not seen the person, he could undo the spell of the purple-robed man, he could take away the purple-robed man's spiritual wings and give them to me, his energy and horror were not at all the extent that my imagination could reach-

- I'm going to surrender my soul to him?!

Make you a big-headed ghost!

"Don't be funny, Meiyi, it's not the first time, hehe!" Zixia sneered: "You saved your brother's life twice, didn't you use the energy of the spirit wing, and you don't know that every time you use it, your soul will give up some until you ......"

"Until my soul is exhausted, and I become a soulless man!" I growled, like a sober trapped beast, watching in vain as life drained little by little in its cage.

"The soul is a rare thing, but it doesn't have to be there, look at them," Zixia stretched out her paw and pointed at her brother and them: "These blood clans, how many of them have souls, they are all dressed in fine clothes, they are old in the wilderness, they are beautiful, why do you need to be serious?"

I felt like I had jumped out of myself, stayed out of the way, and calmly looked at my brother, the sea of paintings, and the castle.

Three snow-white handsome faces, bright and charming eyes, but the expression is cold and ruthless.

My heart jumped, they were true blood, but I often forgot that, I only thought that they were my brother, sister and friend, but I forgot that they were first and foremost blood, vampires!

They have no soul.

"Meiyi, do you change or don't change?" said her sister's voice with impatience.

“...... I looked up, and the blue stars in the night sky were still there, silent, gentle and infinite.

What would it do if Blue Star was me?

I slowly raised my hand, ready to place my palm over the spirit wings on my forehead.

My head was always up, and my eyes never left the bright blue star, which seemed to be getting closer and closer to me......

My vision is a little blurry, is it a hallucination?

"Meiyi—"

I heard it vividly, it was Kazama's voice, frightened to the point of deformation—this girl, who had always liked to make a fuss, but this time the sound seemed to come from outside a thick membrane, and I, wrapped in this membrane.

I still had my face up, my face seemed to be oppressed by an incredible force, and it was so bright, so bright that I couldn't see it clearly, only that it was bright and shining, as if with a faint blue light.

The raised hand was also frozen, resting on top of my head, unable to move.

I started to get anxious.

Outside of my membrane, I heard more people shouting my name. I can't really hear it, and I can't respond to it.

I had to know right away where I was now.

A pair of perceptive eyes, gradually detached from me, pierced the membrane that wrapped me, slowly hung in the air, and looked down on my situation—when I had this ability, I am not very sure, probably in the long sleep of life, the quiet body could not imprison the lively soul, and over time forced such a ability.

I knew why Kazama was screaming in such a strange state of horror when I saw the scene in front of me.

The bright blue star actually fell from the night sky, hanging above my head, huge and bright, and completely enveloped me in a cold and brilliant blue light.

This light should be the film I feel.

I kept the posture that I had prepared to cover my forehead with my palms, my face was blue, and my eyes were pierced by the bright light. Strangely, I saw a baby-like look on my face, looking at my mother with a frank and eager look—it wasn't my mother, it was just a blue star.

Zixia had already fallen from my shoulder, lying on the ground at my feet, her head hanging down, as if she could not bear the bright light.

The blue, vast starlight enveloped me, but kept him out of the light film.

To be precise, to isolate everyone from the starlight.

Hanging in the air, my perceptive eyes suddenly felt something approaching.

I couldn't perceive anything, maybe it was a person, maybe it was a tree, maybe it was the wind, maybe it was fog, but I could only hear a very soft sigh, and I couldn't move for a moment, I just wanted to leave here as quickly as possible and run back into my body.

After the sigh, a clear and stern voice sounded, and somehow, it reminded me of my mother, whom I had never met, who had no feelings, but was vaguely sad because of the involvement of blood.

"Meiyi, how long are you going to be willful?" was the first sentence.

"Love yourself or love others, what choice will you make?" is the second sentence.

"Whether you become a god or a demon, you have to go through trials and tribulations, how do you discern the end?" is the third sentence.

I couldn't answer a word because I had no idea what he was talking about.

"Alas, sometimes, perdition is not due to sin, but to the satisfaction of desires without ceasing—good will, I do not want to give up on you. "One last word.

As soon as the words fell, I watched as the huge starlight umbrella above my head instantly shrank into a beam of lightsaber and plunged straight into the middle of my forehead!