The Charm of Soul Pets

“These rose demons have spread throughout the city, and even if you were stronger, you wouldn't be able to save elf butterflies scattered throughout the city, but you'd be exposed to them yourself.” Mr. Blind said.

“But...” Chu Twilight did not want the defector to succeed.

A creature of this level will continue this race in a life-threatening way as soon as their lives are near, but in a situation like this, when a trap is killed, it is impossible for a life-threatening dream to take place. If there is only one dead dream in the world, then the dead-dreaming race will perish!!

“It's guarding the land.” Mr. Blind said.

The city looks more and more prosperous, full of natural flavors, and wherever you go, you can see beautiful scrolls of spring.

However, no one in this whole city knows that, in this glorious landscape, there is a dreadful legion of plunderers hidden, a legion that will suck out the natural air for hundreds of years to come at full speed and extract it at full speed.

In this centenary, this land will be richer and richer, but a hundred years from now, this spiritual earth will turn into a terrible scorched earth with no grass!

To Rong all the territory, is the dream of death to guard the reign, it will appear in this city, will develop powerful dark and fading skills, to wither the entire city's plants is not to destroy the prosperity that humankind has so easily built, it is not to bring plague and disaster to this city, but to save this land and save the city of Rong a hundred years later!

But millions more will know the truth about this to the inhabitants of Rongcheng, even if they tell them all about it, and they will only believe that the puppet demons that Tiki, the goddess, nurtured to protect them, are in no way plundering the resources on which they depend to survive to the children of Rongcheng.

……

Throughout the city, the puppet demon flowers grew wild, turning into a giant forest that looked up and didn't see the day.

Powerful hypnotic pollen was sprinkled in the air, all over the city, and puppet demons did not attack the city's inhabitants, but after the pollen was sprinkled, all those who did not have time to hide in the basement were hypnotized, and even some soul spoilers could not resist the strong slumber that burst.

Hypnotic powder flashes a blue light, and this pollen of light properties is formed entirely for elf butterflies of dark properties. Although black elf butterflies also possess the ability to hypnotize powder, flying in this sleepy air, some smaller elf butterflies unwittingly fan their wings slowly slowly, then slowly fall on the ground.

The puppet flower demons appear to be holy blue, like the trees of the heavens thrive, these are like the guard army that protects the city, but once a piece of elf butterfly is massively hypnotized and falls into the puppet flower demon, these puppet flower demons reveal their original form, greedy flower mouth and full of poisonous teeth, tearing those hypnotized elf butterflies into pieces...

Every street alley in the city has this incredibly horrible scene without blood, where low-level black elf butterflies are easily hypnotized and then killed in sleep, while higher-level elf butterflies face relentless attacks by puppet demons.

……

“Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft."

A group of black high-end elf butterfly wings broke and panicked from the side of the three Chu Twilight, their scaly shuttles between tall and glorious puppet flower demon branches spread, applying mental skills to try to awaken that large group of hypnotized black elf butterflies hanging from petals and branches.

Unfortunately, the Holy Blue Puppet Flower Demon is very restrained both against the wing system and the dark system, and this group of advanced black elf butterflies has not managed to escape the fate of death.

“He knows all the traps and why he's here.” Chu Twilight looked at the diminutive black elf butterflies that turned into black snowflakes and raised an unnamed sorrow in his heart.

“It promised Chengmo that when the territory was in danger, it would appear…" said Mr. Blind Old Man.

“It feels like a moth burst...” Ye leaned a little too hard to look around at the dead black elf butterflies of the sad Shawther.

Chu Twilight glanced at the leaves and saw some spiritual spoilers cheering in the city.

These soul petitioners are not hypnotized, and they look at these black elf butterflies as if they were plague-induced, death-ridden insect flies, and the more they die, the safer the soul petitioners feel.

“These are the right people, the dead dreams are really on the moth.” Chu Twilight sighed and said with some outrage.

Moth flames, seek survival when weak, seek survival when strong for weak creatures...

It is the king of this land, but it has never appeared on this land with high toes, and it has not set up any resources to claim it.

And when the crisis arose, its lonely figure was suspended in the air, cold, arrogant and elegant.

No need to explain too much, just perform their duties, even if the people of this land already see black as ominous, even if these ignorant people are bewitched by a terrible witch to distinguish right from wrong...

Chu Twilight believes that it is not desperate for humans to understand what it is meant to do, nor does it need to be understood that it is protecting this land.

Even all the sins of land depletion a hundred years later can be blamed on it. But then, if people themselves do not realize that the land that destroys their survival is the goddess they worship, and it is this dark dream that saves them, then the kingdom and life will be exhausted, and they will eventually perish.

Bright, beautiful, colorful and alluring are always very poisonous.

The whole city of Xiangrong embraces a divine flower that is perfectly seductive in appearance and unwittingly infiltrates their bodies and blood.

Even if they were told that they were highly poisoned and still in disillusionment, they turned angrily upside down.

Chu Twilight has never positioned himself as a savior. He only cares about those who already have feelings, people, cities, soul pets, territories...

The people of Rongcheng are already ill and cannot be cured. Chu Twilight will only choose to watch. What he really cares about is the death dream of moth fire.

The black veil that shields the sky gradually becomes thinner.

Millions of black elf butterflies are being destroyed one by one, and the black world is occupied by the vibrantly poisonous Sacred Blue.

“Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft."

A black elf butterfly filled with sores fell on Chu Twilight's shoulder, his tired half eyes open, shaking his wings gently, his bright eyes dim and indifferent at this time.

Though this is just a little elf butterfly of one of the millions of dead dreams, Chu Twilight sees a lot in his eyes, as does the heart of the dream of dead.

“I buried the soul of the sky in the place where it was buried with Seung-mo, and I went to see if that thing might be there," Mr. Blind said.

“Yeah.” Chu nodded.

Those who were even stronger than their allies two hundred years ago should not have left anything behind, in short, not for defectors.

……

“How many places are left without a search?” Dickie stood on the holy blue flower, indifferent to the spilling black elf butterflies around her.

“Now there is only one last place, a memorial grave, where Mr. Chen indicates that it is a historical tomb, and where the land is quite special, where neither our seeds nor rootstocks can penetrate.” The chief flower woman said.

“Oh, there it is.” Dickie nodded and said to the Flower Master with her soul, "The rest is yours, don't let go of a black elf butterfly. ”

“Don't worry, Your Highness.” Xia Xianxian smiled slightly.

……

Memorial mosques are located on the grass slopes north of the Library.

This is a relatively simple memorial tomb with no name, no record, or just a lonely white stone tablet standing silently there.

This is one of the few places in the city without puppet demon flowers.

“See anything?” Behind the tablet, a lush girl in a long dress, half kneeling on the floor, talked about her head and looked into an excavated hole.

“Jing ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“Stupid, Baek Er, you go down and see, I feel right, it must be here.” The teenage girl whispered like a petite big lady fingering her bodyguard.

White two faces reluctant, the Nightmare Emperor of the Hall, how can you do this excavation!

However, after a moment of twitching, the Nightmare Emperor still couldn't stand the aunt's tricks, so he rolled up his sleeve and jumped under the pit and dug with the White Four.

The land here is much stronger than the dirt facing Rongcheng, and the Nightmare's claws take a lot of effort to shave them apart.

“See?? ”

Ningman lay beside a pit of black paint and looked down at his head, his hair dripping down.

“Phew ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

“Phew ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

Both Nightmares looked up bitterly, indicating that they had found nothing.

“Look again!” Ningman said delicately.

“Bang!” Suddenly, a tender hand clapped on Ningman's inadvertently rising hip, and the hand bounced back.

Ningman shyly retracted, turned around, gazed at each other, to see which guy was daring!

“Ah, Sister Ye...” Ningman glanced and saw the beautiful leaf leaning beside her.

The person who just shot her was naturally leafy.

“Let you hide in the cellar, what are you doing here? Still so ashamed to show your little ass!” Ye leaned and glanced at the wild girl.

Ningman stood up in a hurry and fixed his long dress. He looked at Chu Twilight with his face next to him, and said delicately: "How do I know there are people here, bad brother, fake and serious. ”

“Little girl, what do you got?” Chu Twilight asked.

However, Chu Twilight did not expect this wild girl from Ningman to show up here in advance. I remember her saying that she felt the spirituality of the land before. It seems that there is a real possibility that there is something down here.

(Someone interprets the real version of "schooling without a family, a family of three exits the school door.” Be the best man in the afternoon to stop the wine, may not be able to update in the evening, update the second chapter at that point in the evening, about midnight ~) (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)