There is always something wrong with the temple

When Neo sorted out his emotions, it was much better than the decadence just now.

At least it was led by my sister.

He frowned and looked at the two people not far from him, especially the small man standing behind the tall man.

Neo felt that his eyes seemed to be a little uncontrollable and wanted to run to him, as if there was another pair of eyes deep in his body.

Cough, cough, Neo put a hand to his mouth.

This is simply an impossible delusion.

The luster of the silver moon seems to be getting brighter.

Mephisto looked up at the bright moon and smiled inexplicably.

Wu Su's fingers were holding the invitation card that he didn't know when it would return to its original shape, and the writing on it gradually receded like a flame that had been licked.Wu Su watched quietly as the handwriting on it disappeared and gradually transformed into its original clean and white appearance.

Wu Su said, "I like it, what is it?"

Wusu liked Aliena, Mina, and all the people in the territory.

But this feeling of liking may be different from that of the bride.

Wu Su saw the extremely hot red on her body, it was like a vibrant, warm and gorgeous color, intertwined with the gray-white remnant of the dead lich, it became an inseparable entanglement and gorgeous.

That is the splendor after withering.

Mephisto's face trembled, as if that layer of human skin couldn't cover the twisted and treacherous creation underneath, his voice was lowered and lowered, but still full of bewitching meaning, "Do you really want to Do you know the answer?"

His fingers brushed Wu Su's hair, and stopped at a delicate position.

Wu Su silently stretched out her short legs.

The little short leg stepped on Mephisto.

Wu Su didn't like the feeling that Mephisto always had something to say.

Not simply.

The blunt Wusu led the blunt Mephisto out, and Mephisto looked back at Neo who was staring at them in a daze.

When the golden light came, Neo still couldn't react, he leaned back, his eyes were still following Wusu.The petite and exquisite appearance almost made him obsessed, and Neo couldn't stop his footsteps due to the unreasonable restlessness and drive. He half wandered and half followed behind the two of them, wanting to see Wusu's appearance again.

It is like a picture scroll, so beautiful to the extreme, how can, how can it no longer...

The gilt light engulfed Neo, and the severe pain spreading from his eyes caused Neo to roll on the ground, hissing and headache followed, as if some hammer was constantly beating his head, causing Neo I can't wait to dig out the eyes that are the source of the pain!

He vaguely saw a layer of yellow light gradually moving away in the void, followed by broken gilt gold.

Neo slumped in the silence.

His eyes were lifeless, and his whole body was trembling constantly. After being hit by two forces in his head, Neo completely lost his sanity.

Just as he was about to leave, Wu Su glanced back.

Just one glance, and then Wusu stretched out his short legs and kicked Wusu again.

Mephisto's smile deepened.

If I had to say it, it was even a pleasure.

Wu Su clapped his little hands.

Neo, who was far away, relaxed his strength, as if he had fallen into a quiet dream.

Wu Su pursed her lips and looked at Mephisto, as if she was looking at some mischievous person, but she held back, and finally Xiao Wusu didn't say anything.

He dragged Mephisto, who was smiling happily, away.

How could Mephisto be unhappy?

If Wu Su didn't care about him, why would he watch him?

If Wu Su hadn't been paying attention, he wouldn't have found any clues.

Dark Forest.

It was already midnight, and the lights of the alchemy workshop were still extremely bright.

During the day, there were quite a few people coming and going in the alchemy workshop, and there were even a few relatively restrained and silent elves and blood.

After all, apart from Mina and the ten former travelers, all the rest of the people are former fallen.

Once Hugo's symptoms became apparent, in the eyes of those who had experienced them, there really was no room for maneuver.

He hovered on the verge of losing control.

Han Qiu looked at Hugo with despair. He had tried all the methods he knew, but Professor Mike took a look and patted Han Qiu's shoulder silently without saying anything.

If there is a way, why is this such a frightening thing?

Fortunately, they are not so helpless, after all, there are little lords.

Although no one knows where he is now.

The stars are blinking, and the beating elves are flying in the star garden. Their flapping wings are so delicate. Occasionally, a few little people hide in the mushrooms, and invisible spores seep into the air, bringing more coolness Moisturized feeling.

Those bright stars are bright.

The temple behind the Corridor of the Fallen seems to be moving, and a layer of mist is gradually spreading.

When Wu Su returned to the territory, he seemed to hear many silent echoes.

Wu Su's big eyes blinked.

Wusu went to the alchemy workshop.

Mephisto followed him two steps, and was sent away by the pouting little lord.

Go find Angus who is still angry.

Mephisto smiled slightly, then took a step back, and the figure disappeared into the mist.

The little short legs came to the alchemy workshop, and Wu Su took a look inside.

Strangely, the first thing Wu Su saw was not Mina outside, but Alyosha standing silently inside.

As for why?

Wusu saw the colors wrapped around Alyosha's body.

It was cold white, and those colors were trying in vain to climb up to the unconscious Hugo, and Hugo's own color was a crisp navy blue, but now it seemed that it was beginning to distort.

That ominous distortion caused Tibetan Qing to shrink back.

The two colors have been connected once in a while, but not very accurately, and have never been completely entangled.

Wu Su thought.

Hugo and Alyosha like each other, but haven't confessed yet?

He looked at Mina and the elf.

Their colors have become so intense that there is me in you and you in me, and they can no longer be separated.

Wusu walked into the alchemy workshop.

Like, it makes the colors tangle together.

Mina was the first to see Wusu.

She rushed in front of Wu Su, hugged Xiao Wu Su and walked inside, "Where did you go, Xiao Wu Su, Hugo seems to be a little bit wrong."

Dwarf Royal Sister sounded a little crying.

There were not many people in the alchemy workshop, and most of them were people Hugo knew, while Han Qiu was standing at the back and was still fiddling with something. When he saw Wu Su, his voice was so excited that his throat burst: "Little lord, Is Hugo's symptoms out of control?"

Wusu: "Mina, Wusu is coming down."

Holding the limp Wusu for a moment, Mina let go, and Wusu trotted to the front of Hugo.

Almost ignoring Han Qiubu's confinement circle, he directly touched Hugo's face.

There was a sarcoma protruding there, but when Wu Su touched it, the sarcoma disappeared immediately, and a smooth and handsome face was restored.

The current Hugo doesn't look very good-looking, his whole body is covered with this kind of sarcoma-like lumps, seeing his San value drop like crazy, even his fingers almost turned into sharp claws.

Wu Su tilted his head.

He was still looking at the colors of Hugo and Alyosha.

The dense invisible vitality surged and poured into Hugo's body. The out-of-control that was about to pull Hugo to the border where he could not turn back seemed to be temporarily intercepted, and the violent sarcoma rolled and disappeared, even if there were some The inconspicuous remnants of the struggle are mercilessly erased by the surging vitality.

Like smoothing out simple crumbs.

color, color...

The color of navy blue is faster than white. After the pain and despair recede, those colors shrink around the white faster than before, wrapping Alyosha tightly.

Seeing Hugo recovering gradually, Alyosha, who had been calm all along, shook slightly for a moment. She stood back for a while, and then said to Wusu, "Thank you."

Her cold fingers touched Wusu's forehead, and Alyosha went straight to the door.

Strangely, Mina and the others didn't stop her.

Wu Su touched the bag at Hugo's waist, and then took out a white fruit.

His small voice said slowly: "This fruit is the horse that the elf gave to Hugo?" As soon as the words came out, the orc Alesu thought for a while, then nodded, "It was when I was on a mission before. , given by the elf."

At that time, the people in the team were still amazed.

Wu Su: "They like him very much."

Wusu touched the fruit.

"However, the effect of this fruit conflicts with inheritance."

Those white trees maintained by the elves are not ordinary things, and even they themselves are stored in the long history.This fruit can help Hugo slowly go back to the inheritance of the Dragon Clan, but it conflicts with Constantine's gift, which caused Hugo to contradict himself when he was practicing.

Exposure to too much "truth" of history is not a good thing for Hugo.

Wu Su looked at Hugo who had passed out.

Those intertwined navy blue and white are still not separated.

"Why aren't Hugo and Alyosha together?" Wu Su looked at Mina eagerly.

Mina touched Wusu's small head and still treated him like a child, even though they were about the same height, but Wusu was still the cute younger brother next door to her, "because of his longevity."

The dragon clan is a long-lived clan, while human beings only have a short hundred years.

Wu Su pursed her lips.

Mina squatted down and looked at Wusu, "I'm a little better, I can live two or three hundred years, but elves live much longer than me, if..."

If they hadn't been together long before that, maybe Mina would have made the same decision as Alyosha.

It was never Hugo who said no.

Alyosha was always the calmest of them all.

color?

Five sous has no color.

Wu Su thought.

but……

A thin mist enveloped the entire Dark Forest, making the territory hazy like an illusion.

Mephisto came back with Angus.

Mephisto landed, let go of the writhing cat, and the defeated Angus snarled at Mephisto, baring his teeth.

Wusu said that Mephisto's color is terrifying.

In the hazy mist, the endless thick darkness spreading under Mephisto's feet erupted from the ground of the secluded forest, except for the color, there were still some invisible objects sliding stickily around his body.

And these deep colors are built around Wusu, like a castle protecting and protecting its master.

And occasionally, it's more like trying to break through the insurmountable barrier, to tear and devour the existence that longs for delusions for an unknown amount of time.

always like this.

Five soto gills.

never has been.