"What's wrong? This kid."

An frowned, not knowing what to say. On the contrary, Xingli, after thinking about it...

"I'm sorry, An, I'm leaving for some things first. Let's talk about it next time."

"Ah, ah? Oh, that's OK, goodbye."

After a simple farewell, Xingli immediately accelerated her pace and disappeared into the thin rain in the morning with the sword...

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The rain is sparse.

Compared with last night, today's rain seems to be a little bit hiǎo.

After a period of sprinting, bread slowed down again.

She continued to walk forward, double in her pocket, zipping the two amethyst inside, slowly...

Before coming to that orphanage again.

The news of death... has not spread yet.

Here, it is still shrouded in the tranquility of the morning.

ǎoBread raised his head, his blood-filled eyes stared at the building that buried too much sadness, and after a moment, he walked in.

The blood under the feet has solidified...

The corpses are still still lying there scatteredly.

Looking at everything in front of me, finally, Xiǎo Bread's eyes shifted to the podium in the auditorium...

There is a broken glass jar.

And inside, the original residual liquid has now evaporated and turned into dryness...

Dry...

Dried, wanting to make people cry...

Cocolo…

Bread stood in front of the glass jar, tears couldn't help but slide down from the corner of his eyes again.

Last night, a person was melted and disappeared, and died without even a bone left. Just like she had never been in this world, her silver hair, silver eyes, and pointed ears, just like that, in front of her eyes last night, she merged into the corrosive liquid...

Death is really coming soon...didn't it?

In the end, he was even dead without even a trace...

The bread lowered its head, tears fell, and water splashed on the ground...

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There is a basement, and the stone steps have been corroded by liquid.

Bread walked down blankly, and finally came to a locked big mén. She looked at the big mén, dazed...

Cocolo...you are half-jing...

Is it strong if you are half-jing?

Half-jing spirit, can you still survive even if you die... even if your body is melted?

Now... Cocolo... Stop hiding and seeking... OK? I'll give you my eyes back... I apologize to you...

Are you alive again... OK...?

Are you alive?

Bread raised its hand and gently knocked it on the mén.

Of course, the heavy big mén did not respond at all. It would only use the dullest sound as an answer.

This nv kid is looking forward to...

However, even she didn't know what she was expecting.

Are you looking forward to the nv kid suddenly opening mén and walking out from behind?

Still expecting her to smile and poke her head out from above and say that she is stupid?

Papa - Papapa - Papapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa

Come out... OK? Cocolo...

You won't die like this... You won't die like this...

Half-jing spirit...aren't half-jing spirits all very strong? Can't you live forever with the blood of the spirit?

You still have a long life span... You can live for hundreds or thousands of years...!

Please... don't catch the mi and hide with me anymore... come out... and see me... okay...?

The sound of slapping gradually accelerated.

But tears once again slid from the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, she seemed to have a feeling...it seemed to be behind this very familiar feeling! As long as she could shoot this one...as long as she could open it! Then behind it, there must be some kind of "surprise" waiting for herself!

Knocking, speeding up!

Then, slowly, slow down...

This is the first time, xiǎo bread really feels the "death of a friend".

Once upon a time, she even thought that no matter how many people died in this world, her friends and the people she valued were all exceptions.

But now, my friend is dead...

"Wooahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

ǎo bread, crying.

She has endured it for too long, too long...

At this moment, she lay on the hard iron, unable to control her feelings anymore, and began to vent. Looking back on the fun with Cocolo over the past month, it was as if she was still alive now, always, always alive...

The rain in the sky is still falling...

Do these waters still want to continue to wash away this sadness?

As time passes slowly, watching time slowly turn to noon and then into evening. Looking at the footsteps of this world that have not stopped for a second, constantly moving forward, and continues to cry in my heart...

October 4th, early morning.

The orphanage's Mén incident was tangled up for a whole day, and after experiencing major reports from all newspapers and magazines, it finally came to an end.

The suspect was confirmed, and after a long investigation of fourteen years, the case finally gave a satisfactory answer.

While everyone else was cheering for the rapid action of the guards this time, xiǎo Bread was not in the mood to care about how the case was solved. She didn't care, nor did she care.

Now, the rain in the sky has gradually stopped. The bright moonlight emerges from behind the clouds.

And she was stunned, sitting on the swing in the park, shaking.

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Bob...where...?

Why has it been gone for so long...?

Bomb…………………

The lonely little nv needs one comfort and one rely on.

At this moment, she missed her only relative. She hoped to get his care and care...

So, where did her relatives go?

Her relatives…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

In the darkness, a man slowly walked over.

This man had a black eye and a dark hair, and his face seemed to never disappear.

His right hand was intact. The chains on his arms were tightly wrapped, emitting a pitch-black sheen under the moonlight.

He saw the lost young man over there.

I saw her soul in urgent need of comfort.

"snort."

So, with a cold snorkeling, the man walked out...

Going towards the nv kid who needs his "comfort"...

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Chapter completed!