The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

Just listening carefully, this voice was a bit vague, it seemed to be a babble in sleep, or a struggle on a sick bed.

...This should not be calling me.

Although the number of daughters adopted in these years is no longer a minority, in this world, they have become the fathers and adults in the mouths of the vast majority of goblins, so that he now has a strange habit of wanting to agree when he calls his father.

He lowered his head and glanced at William who was still unconscious in his hand.

... This is also a ruthless person who has been a "father" before.

His eyes were gradually covered with a layer of warm white light.

Then, he saw a young girl lying on the sickbed.

At this moment, she was lying on the dilapidated bed, and from the short panting, it could be heard that it was a very serious high fever.

But what was shown on that immature face was a weak but stubborn expression.

It doesn't matter if you die.

I didn't have much desire to live.

Anyway, it's a meaningless life, so it's not a bad thing to end like this, right?

Perhaps it has something to do with his profession. He once saw one of his students show such a panic-stricken expression, so he was able to read the girl's mind.

At this time, with a creak, some old doors were pushed open.

A black-haired boy walked in quietly, and when he found out that the girl on the sickbed was not in the right condition, he immediately panicked.

After some hesitation, the boy returned with a large wooden basin in his hands.He carefully soaked the towel in cold water and wrung it dry, and wiped the girl's flushed forehead.

The girl in a trance couldn't feel that it was a wet towel, but she felt a little more comfortable.

"Hmph, she's so uncute and needs to be taken care of."

The boy said as if complaining, but the careful movements of his hands showed no signs of stopping.

"Huh, it's already this late?"

I don't know how long the time has passed, but it was probably late at night. The boy hesitated for a moment, thinking that it was not good for him to stay in the girl's room. After finally putting a wet towel on the girl's forehead, he tidied up the room about to leave.

The girl's hand moved spontaneously.His weak fingers grabbed the corner of the man's clothes with all his might.

"Don't go, Dad."

"Father is right here, he won't go anywhere." The boy stopped his pace, held the girl's palm, and responded.

... Judging from his eyebrows, this young man is obviously William.

Was this thick-browed and big-eyed guy so good at flirting with girls when he was a child?Ying An finally knows what it means to lose at the starting line.

I always feel that Cordoli is under a lot of pressure.

"Go, even if it's a dream, maybe it's a kind of compensation."

Ying An has already thoroughly understood the principles of this world. In the final analysis, this different time and space is a dream that is forcibly distorted by powerful ideas.It is a hometown that has been arranged with all possible means to wait for the return of a certain boy.

After injecting a ray of light into William's consciousness, Ying An pushed this vicissitudes-heavy soul into a deeper environment even though he was only eighteen years old.

That might just be an illusion.

But for a scarred soul, he said yes, and he allowed the man to sink into illusion for a while.

Because he knew that this man who was trying to bear everything would definitely be able to wake up and continue to bear the future.

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The decision on how to deal with Tanyue was given to William.

Ying An descended into this world that had been stagnant for more than 500 years, and the light on his body was responding, looking for a certain little rascal hiding here.

The ground of the ancient streets he stepped on was paved with stone slabs, and the moss in the corners told of their long history.Although there are not many people around, they can be regarded as the population that a village should have. They seem to be unable to feel the abnormality of this world, living in this lost world.

Sure enough, even if there is one source, human consciousness and beast consciousness do not completely overlap.

Ying An, who was observing and drawing his own conclusion, did not speak, like a complete bystander.

At the end of his sight, around the church in the center of the city, he caught a glimpse of a crimson glow that burned like the setting sun, and then disappeared in an instant.

"What a vigilant kitten."

It's like a little wild cat that you have fed yourself. It's not that simple to get so familiar with it that you can pinch its ears casually.Thinking of this, I miss Busch Cui, a shy kitten again. I don't know if those children are going to school and living well?

Ying An walked slowly to the corner where no one was around, and scooped up his palm in mid-air, as if he was pushing aside a heavy curtain...

Almost found out.

The red-haired young girl patted her chest in panic, and began to take deep breaths to calm herself down.She just hid quietly in a corner where no one was around, using her abilities to prevent others from observing her existence.

"My little master, what happened?"

In the girl's ear, a sweet female voice suddenly sounded.The air in front of her was slowly deformed and distorted, like ripples caused by someone stirring the water.

The red fish floating in the air appeared with its tail gracefully wagging.

"Hmm, it's the one who is a bit scary." Ai Luke's two fingers touched his chest, a little entangled.The other party seems to have a good relationship with Hei, isn't it a bit bad to do this by yourself?But that person is stricter than Hei when he speaks.

"Oh, is it the man who sneaked into your dream last time?"

"Well, there is a familiar smell on him."

"?"

"Hmm..." Ai Luke blinked his big watery eyes, as if he was thinking about how to explain: "It feels like family."

"If it's a family member, then don't run away, kitten."

The space behind Ai Luke rippled again, and a big hand pressed the little girl's head.

ps: Ace No.30 four episodes "Super Beast Dancing on the Rainbow in the Sea"

Chapter 222 Chapter 38 Farewell, Moon Sister

From the end of the tail swaying slowly in the air, a long trickle of crimson magic power escaped.

In the seemingly slender stream, it exudes the austerity of the laws of the world.

The crimson scales emitted a light that seemed to be burning, revealing a sacred posture.

"Uncle Red Lake?"

Although the interrogative sentence is used, it is a declarative sentence when analyzed from the intonation.

Ying An stood with his hands behind his back, and Hong Hubo's eyes swaying in the air went from vigilant to dazed, to dazed and joyful, and it took only a moment.

Different from the star gods, the earth gods born from the concepts and materials on this planet as star gods are more similar in nature to the voice of the stars. It is for this reason that their perception of good and evil is more acute.

Red Fish first wriggled and danced happily, then stopped again.

"That's right, but don't get me wrong. I'm not what I used to be. I used to have a beautiful, beautiful and admirable body. It's a pity that I lost my body 500 years ago. Now it can only appear as a phantom body."

The tuberculosis attribute of Uncle Honghu is in the same league as that of Mr. Black Candle.

"Actually, this body is also pretty."

Ying An sincerely praised that, as a man who had housed all kinds of strange beasts in Zhulan, his aesthetics had been completely changed after waves of Sanguan disaster reconstructions.

At the beginning, Tia's dragon-shaped posture was very beautiful to him, and Yu Ji's plump young phoenix posture was also very cute to him. If it continues like this, even monsters will be able to make him see their delicate features.

"Oh, what a distant visitor with a splendid eye."

Uncle Honghu nodded in admiration.

"If it's such a brilliance, I'd be very relieved to entrust my poor, cute and self-willed little master to you."

... Black Candle used the soul of the star god to make a golden goblin, and Hong Hubo sold his little master without saying a word.

Are you all in your twenties?

"I'm not willful!"

Ai Luke's immature and soft voice sounded a little puffy.

She is the last star god in this world near the end.It is the creator of all races including the human race, and the last blood of the wanderers across the stars.

Visitor from extraterrestrial.

"Wow, it hurts."

Ying An flicked Ai Luke's white and plump forehead lightly, then lowered his body: "Then Ai Luke, who is not self-willed, as the creator of this world, there are some things that only you can do."

For example, being the president of a council, a stamping machine or something.

Ying An, who was full of mess, smiled like an old fox, making the pure white rabbit in front of him tremble uncontrollably.

"So, hurry up and grow up."

Ying An bent down and touched Ai Luke's small head.

"This gives me a headache. Even you, you can't let the little master do anything beyond her ability."

"Instead of talking about this, it's better to resurrect your little master first."

Ying An complained disapprovingly, he could tell at a glance that Ai Lu in front of him was just a conscious undead in the final analysis.Just like his helpless move in the Red World in the last universe, most of the power of the young girl in front of him should still be in the sealed body.

"Oh, can you do this?" Red Lake Uncle wagged his tail helplessly: "Although the days are a little off, the world is coming to an end soon. I originally planned to take advantage of that Opportunity, to liberate the little master of this world."

When the Star God was sealed and Hong Hubo's original body was also shattered, they had no chance of winning when they met the first beast who sighed at the moon, so the only way to unseal Ai Luke's body was time. suffer.

"Really? It's approaching the limit."

Ying An knows in his heart why the boundary of this world has come.

That young girl waited for the young man she wanted to wait for, and the hand she always wanted to hold.

So, the dream is about to wake up.

William, what choice will you make?

He sighed, he always felt that in this world, the number of sighs was a bit too frequent.

My mother always said that people who always sigh are unlucky, but I still can't change this problem.

"As the price of resurrection, can you do me a favor? Ai Luke."