The Collapse Of Second Element

After leaving the hotel, the setting sun unknowingly set in the west.Nie Kong quickened his pace. Needless to say, his heading was toward the south, in the direction of Nanjiacho, Tiangong City, where Origami had lived five years ago.

Although the time shuttle itself was successful, Nie Kong couldn't figure out how long Kuang San's Twelve Bullets could stay five years ago.So we must act as soon as possible.

As soon as he approached the residential area, there was a sharp sirens from the street, fire trucks and emergency vehicles.At the same time, the surrounding air is twisting like hot steam.

The street in front is burning.

A terrible fire rose from the house on the street.No signs were shown, and the fire spread over most of the area.The residential areas scattered in the field of view burned to bright red as if they had been attacked by air.The sound of burning flames, the sound of building collapse and the sound of sirens are intertwined with the screams of people, like a hell-like scene.

Nie Kong's spiritual sense found that Shi Zhi was watching from the sidelines. Although his eyes were anxious, he did not show up to comfort the crying piano.It is estimated that Shiori is praying, he will show up five years ago.

Kotori was staying in the park in the residential area of ​​Nankkocho, sitting on the swing and kept tears.The flame was not under her control, and burst out from her body, burning everything around her.

Nie Kong didn't notice how the First Elf turned the Qinli into a wizard, but found her vague body floating beside the Qinli.A layer of fuzzy mosaic blocked her appearance, Nie Kong could not find her true identity.I just think her lazy figure is very familiar.

Nie Kong stepped from two kilometers to Nanjia Town in one step, and was about to return to Shiori, but from the noisy sound, he could tell that someone was calling Qinli.

"Qin Li, Qin Li, where are you."

The flames were blazing, thick black smoke, and the vision was quite bad.But there was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl who was still searching the streets, coughing and shouting.She and Shizhi are so similar, they are almost carved out of a mold.Nie Kong recognized her identity at a glance, Shizhi, a primary school student five years ago.

"Hello, have you seen a girl about seven or eight years old with fiery red hair?" She kept asking people who had fled the fire, but no one would take care of her at this time.

How did Nie Kong feel that things were too far apart from the history he knew? If you follow Shizhi's method of searching at this time, I am afraid that the entire street is burned out, and you may not find Qinli.

Really looking down, Nie Kong appeared in front of her and said to her: "My kid, leave quickly, otherwise the fire will burn you."

With a worried face, she took Nie Kong's arm anxiously, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, begging to ask: "Big brother, have you seen a seven or eight-year-old red-haired little girl, almost one meter and two? height."

"Are you talking about the little girl crying on the swing in the park? I was going to hug her out, but she seems to be waiting for someone." Nie Kong said casually.

"Is... in the park, thank you, big brother. She is my younger sister. She just left to buy her a birthday gift. It's great to find her." She looked at Nie Kong with gratitude in her eyes, and then she thanked her and walked towards the park. Rushed to the position.

Old Nie Kong felt that he had gone back to the present moment five years ago and had the illusion that he was specifically promoting the development of history.He naturally did not leave, but followed him to the center of the incident, beside Shizhi.

"Woo, teacher, you... are you the teacher from five years ago?" Shizhi saw Nie Kong and said without a word.

"Fool, I came here after you, of course five years later." Nie Kong said with a light smile.

"Huh, I was shocked. I always thought... I thought I knew the teacher five years ago." Shizhi said shyly.

Nie Kong's cheeks were sweating. In fact, Shizhi felt right. He did meet her five years ago and helped her find sister Qinli, but he couldn't tell her.The development of the matter, when he came out to disrupt the situation, it was a world-shaking change.

"Shizhi, get closer, or you will be burned by the flames, the teacher will protect you." Nie Kong took her hand and said with concern.

"Yeah." She lowered her eyes and nestled her body next to Nie Kong. She only felt the hot roasting sensation, which disappeared all at once, with only a faint coolness and the rich taste of Nie Kong.

For an instant, time seemed to stop, and she felt the smell of happiness in the fire.Nie Kong quietly watched the development of things, and when time passed by, a twisted vortex appeared in the sky.If Nie Kong had no spiritual sense, he would definitely not be able to observe it.

The pure white "wedding dress" costume, the expressionless pretty face, and the wizard-like origami finally appeared five years ago.She hovered in the sky, scanning the scene of the fire.

"Shiori." When seeing the young Shiori, Origami made a trembling sound.That’s right, it’s five years ago.

Origami swallowed and then moved his gaze away from Shiori's body slightly, and looked at Shiori who was paralyzed on the ground beside them, where he saw that figure.

Regardless of age, gender, or physique, no characteristics can be seen, but "something" is undoubtedly floating there, standing there like an elf covered with a mosaic.

Sure enough, its posture is very similar to the existence that bestows its spirit power.Is it the same existence, or just using the same method to hide your true identity, it is actually another existence?

But those things can be said to be insignificant to the current origami. She only knows that she has found it. After five years of shuttle time, she has found the murderer who killed her parents!!

At the same time, I can feel that my body temperature is dropping suddenly, and my body and mind are trembling.The consciousness became blank, and only the elf could be seen in his eyes.

Kill her, hate her for killing his parents.

The current origami is like a mass of killing intent, a sharp blade, and the eyes are so cold that it can hurt others.

Nie Kong hugged the origami tightly. She understood that it was finally time to get close to the truth. Origami, what are you desperate for.