Fantasy game evolution

"We are the Special Mission Support Division. If there is a girl who is troubled, I hope I can help her as much as possible. Even if I can't go back with you, I can at least help you remove the rocks."

"..."

Ling never spoke, but the hand holding the sickle shook more and more, and the sharp sickle cut a thin layer of skin on Ling Yan's neck.

"If one person can't move it, it will be much easier for several people to move together, right? If it still doesn't work, there will always be a way with leverage or something. Isn't it?"

Looking at Ling's performance, Ling Yan knew that he had won:

He knew that she was actually eager to communicate and to be understood, but she didn't know what to do.

If you don’t know what to do, then you will become fearful, timid, and afraid of losing. If you want to communicate with your heart and be rejected, then simply don’t communicate at the beginning.

Is this what Ling thinks?Desperate thoughts?

Before taking out the sickle, it seemed to say "Don't come here", but it actually meant "Come and help me."

However, even relying on the spoiler party and the existence of God's perspective, Ling Yan still felt a little guilty in his heart-after all, even though he was wearing Lloyd's skin, he hadn't learned Lloyd's soul inheritance level.

Finally, the long silence ended.

Ling chuckled and put away her scythe: "Brother, it's impossible to tell the difference between delusion and reality. What is leverage... But, do you know more about Ling? You think, Ling's stone is Can you move it?"

With that said, she still joked with two points, Ling raised her eyebrows and stared at Ling Yan.

"Isn't there just one stone standing in front of you? Then, there should be one that can be moved by our support department."

"Really..." Ling Yan's words made Ling lower her head: "Really, even this place is so similar..."

Just as the two were still talking about something, there was a knock on the door, and Allie's voice came in: "Royd, the Harolds are here, I brought them in?"

"——!!!" Ling's expression suddenly became frightened--as if she was about to face something terrible.

It seemed that she really didn't want to see them now.

Seeing her appearance, Ling Yan sighed helplessly. If this continues, I'm afraid she will really jump out of the window and escape.

"Ling, otherwise, how about you hide in the closet first?"

The closet in Ling Yan's room was very large. I don't know if it was intentional. There was no clothes, but it was more than enough for a fourteen or five-year-old girl to hide in.

Facing such helpless things, Ling nodded silently, and happily opened the closet door and hid in.

After doing all this, Ling Yan took a breath and adjusted his mood completely:

"Invite them in."

Seriously, I have no money to be a cat slave

Ask for collection and ticket~

Chapter 191—The Escaping Parents

At the moment the door was opened, I saw a person almost flying towards Colin on the bed.

If it weren't for recognizing that haggard face belongs to Sophia, one of the clients of the mission, Ellie would almost take out the gun...

Confirming that the child is okay, Sophia resisted the whimper and leaned her head against the child.

Harold's heavy expression finally eased, closing his eyes, and muttering words of thanks to the goddess in his mouth.

Then, Randy and others from the Support Section also squeezed in, and the originally small room became crowded.

"Everyone, I'm so grateful to you... I really... I don't know if I should thank you. Great grace will never be remembered..."

Harold's voice was also a little choked--in order not to worry his wife, the husband had to endure his grief and forcibly pretend to be calm to comfort his wife. Now he can relax, and Harold can't control his emotions.

Bend his knees and wanted to kneel down for the Support Division, Ling Yan hurriedly supported him-not to mention that this kind of thing shouldn't happen, and he is not a person who likes this kind of tone: "You are serious! this is what we are supposed to do!"

"Yes, yeah, it's just a task..."

Allie hurriedly expressed relief. As a woman, she understood the mood of the Hayworth couple.

"No, if you don't find this kid... he may...maybe..."

The more Sophia talked, the more emotional she became, and she immediately covered her mouth to prevent her cry from leaking out, for fear of waking Colin.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Colin made a tender voice. It seemed that the mother's words still awakened the lightly sleeping child."Why... Mom and Dad are here?" It's like losing the memory of what happened just now. I don't know why what happened, why Mom and Dad will be here, and the bear children are naturally confused.

"Ah, Colin... You can't worry your parents so much in the future."

Harold was educating his children. Perhaps he had just experienced the pain of losing a child, and his lesson seemed so gentle.

However, for a child, this level of argument will certainly not arouse his introspection-especially a bear child.

So Colin immediately skipped this topic and began to share his happiness with his parents.

"Listen to me! I just had a good time! I chased Missy's car, made a lot of new friends, and then played hide-and-seek, and went in a dark place! It's so dark and dark, but don't be afraid to come out! Then I saw such beautiful butterflies again~"

But when it came to the critical moment, he was puzzled: "...hey? Where's the purple sister?"

It seemed that when he recalled being attacked by wolves, Colin's eyes widened.

This adjective stunned Harold, as if a bucket of ice water poured down his head: "Purple..."

"Sister?" The Hyvas chewed on this short sentence, looked at each other, and read the agreement from each other's eyes.

"Hey, my sister is so amazing, so amazing, so gentle, so fragrant and fragrant... The hair is the same as that of dad, it's purple!"

"——!!!"

This sentence made Harold turn around in surprise.

There are too many classifications of hair colors. The term "purple" may also include purple, blue-purple, and Roland purple, as well as shades.

Harold was a bit skeptical before, maybe it was just that his hair color happened to belong to the category of purple, but is it really a coincidence that it is similar to his own hair color?

"Please, may I ask, that girl is!" Harold's original elegant image was wiped out, and now he is just an anxious father.

"..." Ling Yan was silent for a while, before finally telling a lie: "It's... a foreign traveler. We don't know the specific identity."

Immediately afterwards, Himihu raised a new question:

"Looking at the emotions of the two just now a bit agitated, is there any special connection with the'woman with purple hair'?"

"Contact?" Harold smiled wryly, with a gentle and painful expression on his face.

"Perhaps, this is also the guide of the goddess and that child..."