"Everyone, it turns out she's a girl." He happily told everyone, pulling me towards everyone, I followed behind him in a daze, looking at his beautiful braids, some of which were still at the ends. Falling colorful feathers.

He turned back and looked down at me, with a clear and clean smile: "Come to meet everyone, everyone is very curious about you."

I looked at the faces of the artists, their expressions... also quite personal. Some are arrogant, some are cold, some are indifferent, and some are disgusted.

"Well, she looks good~~~" a man with smoky makeup said sissy.

"That's not bad?!" Another man with thick white paint on his face scoffed, "Look at her face, look at her figure! Look at her legs! Nothing is perfect! Oh! I'm simply I can't look straight!" He covered his eyes in disbelief.

"You obsessive-compulsive disorder." A woman gave the man a stern look, "There is no woman in this world that can satisfy you! Who doesn't know that you lick the woman you drew all day long?"

"Hahaha-" Everyone laughed at once, and I couldn't help laughing. Although their expressions seemed to be difficult to get along with, it made people feel that they were all very good people.

"Ignore them." The Ghost Prince smiled at me. "They're all artists, here." He pointed to his brain, "It's not normal."

"Who said it's abnormal?! Brat!" Suddenly, the woman came up and gave him a slap, slapping him on the head.

"Xiao Jun is excited to see the live girl." The young artists began to tease the ghost prince who was pulling me.

"Brother Jun is ours!" The younger girls rushed up, pulled Jun away from me, and surrounded me.

Everyone laughed, and the girls who took him away also laughed happily.

I looked at everyone, and they seemed so optimistic, but compared to them, I seemed a little pessimistic and depressed.

I looked at the boy again, the boy I always called the Ghost Prince, it turned out that his name was Jun.

"What the hell do you want me to do?" I asked, and Jun had just said that he wanted me to help them.

Everyone suddenly lost their smiles, became silent, and looked at Jun again.

The girls also stepped aside.

Jun came towards me again, and took my hands as if asking, "Please help everyone draw the posthumous works, please." He bent down and put his forehead on the back of my hands, sincerely and sincerely.

legacy...

The word sounded so heavy, and the heaviness in their smiles made people feel even more sad.

"Then what should I do?" I looked down at him.

He raised his face, grabbed my hand firmly, and smiled at me clearly: "So you agreed?"

I nodded.

He immediately turned his face to look at everyone happily: "She agreed! She agreed!" He shouted excitedly.

"Did she promise you to let go of the little girl's hand?" an uncle coaxed.

"Don't be so disrespectful and scare our girls away!" The boys protested loudly.

"Hahaha - because after so many years, I finally touched a live one."

"No! Let's touch too!" At that moment, everyone rushed towards me.

"Hahaha! Run!" Jun pulled me up and ran, with long legs running fast, in this dream world, we were as light as swallows, he pulled me to the edge of this place, I I just realized it was the roof!

Suddenly, he jumped up and pulled me out of the edge.

"Ah——" I screamed, and then I realized that I was wearing the floral dress I usually wear at home, the dress I showed in the photo for Lysius. I am in this world and can't hide my own. gender.

"You really should wake up." In the air, Jun suddenly said, he smiled at me, stretched out his hand and gently pushed me down, let go, I started to fall, and he, stopped in the blue cloud World, wave to me.

He is as sunny as Harry and loves to laugh, but he is different from Harry. Harry is bad and bad, and he is more like a young boy with an extraordinarily natural and pure smile.

I woke up from drunkenness, always knowing that as long as I have been to the ruins, there will be a magical spiritual connection with the ruins. Could this spiritual connection be exactly the connection where ghosts can in turn control people in Keton?

But my connection to them is stronger than the phenomenon in Kerton.

In front of me is a bunch of quiet and clear sunlight, the white morning light with the blue of the ghost flower slightly. Above the entire palace, window after window opened, and sunlight entered from there.

I sat up with the leftovers of last night's food and wine on the table, as if I had an interesting dream, but I knew it wasn't a dream, it was real.

The whole palace was quiet again, and the robot from last night came out of the darkness again and walked up to me, holding an oval glassware in his hand. I know, this is a radiation-proof box that can hold aquamarine energy.

In the box, there is a beautiful ghost flower suspended.

When the robot placed the radiation protection box in front of me, Jun reappeared beside him again, and stretched out his hands to hold the box as well.

He looked at me, his almost transparent eyes full of sincerity, I took the ghost flower from the robot, he smiled, jumped over the robot's body, ran to the door, and looked back at me.

I followed up, and when I got to the door, the dazzling sunlight poured down immediately, I raised my hand, and after getting used to the sun, I saw this gorgeous and colorful city. The colorful colors instantly make your mood like beautiful fireworks. bloom.

Suddenly, a small robot flew towards me. Jun seemed to be curious to touch him. I immediately stopped him: "Don't touch it, it will run out of electricity."

Jun can only withdraw his hand, he should know that he can absorb the energy of any machine, but he is a curious big boy.

The little robot hovered in the air. Immediately, the light fell. At the moment when the human form appeared, I turned around and walked away.

"Stop!" he said without a tone.

I stopped, and he moved in front of me, without the slightest apology on his face, only his burning, aggressive eyes, like an aggressor who wants to take over the whole world.

"You can't avoid me, I advise you to give up." He said blankly and without any tone of voice.

I was too lazy to pay attention to him: "You are sick."

"I'm chasing you!" he agitated, becoming anxious.

"I don't accept your pursuit!" I refused outright, looking at him coldly, "Also, I don't think you have any idea of ​​whether you like it or are curious!"

"I may not have been aware of it before, but now I am sure that I like you!" He stared at me scorchingly, "Luo Bing, before I found you again, I thought of you for a whole year! I miss you all the time, I'm not thinking about how to make your life worse than death!"

Heh, this lion had already shown it at the time, I humiliated him, I angered him, of course he wanted me to live rather than die.