Trembling surrounded by elves [Western Fantasy]

A little girl excitedly ran towards the girl in purple and shouted, "Sister!"

The purple-clothed girl turned around, looking at the little girl with mist in her eyes.

The little girl smiled sweetly, with a fine brown line that looked like a tree branch quietly lying on her left forehead, and her blood-red eyes were innocent and innocent. She presented the bloody rabbit in her hand to the beauty in purple like a treasure, "Sister, look, rabbit!"

When the beauty in purple who looked like a bright moon saw the rabbit's body, her expression was obviously unhappy, but she did not directly scold the little girl. She pulled the little girl to sit aside and asked gently, "Xiao Mo likes rabbits?"

The little girl replied casually, "I don't like it."

"Then...Xiao Mo hates rabbits?"

The little girl thought seriously and shook her head.

"Then why did you kill it?"

"Because it's fun!" the little girl laughed cutely.

Her face exudes a charm that belies her age, and she speaks devilish words in the most innocent and innocent tone.

Looking at this beautiful little girl, Persimmon suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back.

"You just killed it for fun?"

The little girl seemed to hear that the beauty in purple was unhappy, and threw the bloody rabbit aside angrily, "It's just a rabbit." She grabbed the hem of the beauty in purple with her bloody hands, shook it and said coquettishly, "Sister, we How about not talking about this anymore, I want to hear a story, you tell Xiao Mo a story."

After hearing this, the purple-clothed beauty was not angry and still looked at the little girl tenderly.

"do you like me?"

"I like it!" the little girl shouted without hesitation, "I like my sister the most!"

The beauty in purple held the girl's face, "If someone kills me, you will never see your sister again, right?"

When the little girl heard that she was still struggling with this matter, she pursed her lips and stopped talking.

"You killed this rabbit not to satisfy your hunger for survival, nor to resist to protect yourself," the woman in purple said. "If one day a powerful guy like you captures and kills me just for fun, You will never see me again."

The little girl tightened her mouth and lowered her head. Her face was full of impatience, and she obviously didn't listen.

"Xiao Mo, life is precious and cannot be treated as a game. Please don't do this again, okay?"

The little girl nodded perfunctorily, turned around and ran away without a trace.

Another day.

The girl in purple stared at the little girl with watery eyes.

She had no time to hide the dead rabbit she was carrying. The blood flowed down the rabbit's body one drop, two drops... and seeped into the black earth.

The little girl looked panicked and said with some guilt: "I, I want to eat rabbit!"

The girl in purple stared at her, said nothing, turned around and left.

Seeing that her sister did not blame herself, the little girl was relieved.

The scene turned, and the little girl was squatting on the ground, playing with a half-dead bird in her hand. Some of the dead bird's feathers had been torn off, the blood from some wounds had solidified, and some wounds were still bleeding.

The girl in purple looked at the little girl quietly. The look in his eyes seemed gentle, but the girl felt like needles pricking her back.

The little girl felt guilty, and just when she was about to open her mouth to defend herself, the girl's cold voice came, "What, you want to eat the bird again this time?"

The girl in purple sighed, turned around and left resolutely, with a determined look on her back as if she wanted to leave the little girl behind forever.

"No! I was wrong, sister! Don't leave! Xiao Mo will never kill animals again! Sister! Don't leave Xiao Mo! Sister -"

The little girl cried in a hoarse voice like she was crazy, hoping that the girl would look back at her again. She ran towards the girl's back crazily, but the girl in purple disappeared into the black mist without looking back...

"no, do not want……"

Boyi shook her awake and asked, "What's the ghost's name?"

Seeing the familiar blue eyes, Persimmon relaxed and panted slightly.

Ever since Boyi transformed from an egg into a human being and hugged himself to sleep every night, Persimmon's sleep has become much better. He is no longer like before, trembling with fear and fear.

Because she has a powerful guy like Bo Yi by her side, she doesn't have to worry about safety at all.

Unexpectedly, the purple-clad goddess would appear in her dreams every night.

After Persimmon calmed down, he suddenly realized something was wrong. After reacting for a moment, she frowned and stared at the boy in front of her.

"Why are you here again?!"

The boy didn't speak, but his confident expression made Persimmon grit his teeth in anger.

Sylvain, who was about to knock on the door, looked at each other tacitly with the little tiger in his arms, with complex and subtle expressions on their faces. They were used to this kind of situation, so they turned around and left.

The group said goodbye to the defender Dempster and set out on the road again.

Since the flower demon disappeared, the land has become as desolate as it was before, with very few human traces. They stopped and stopped along the way, but they still lingered on the border.

In the blink of an eye, Persimmon has spent more than half a year in the spirit world and has only just arrived in the besieged city. But what about the way forward?

Going to the Flower Clan with Sylvan? Return to the Leopard Clan with Bo Yi? Or go to the centaurs?

How long can you keep lies about your identity hidden? Persimmon thought. She has lost her memory, but she is just a human with nothing but determination. As fast runners, Boyi and Sylvan were able to accommodate her speed.

This is not the answer... lies will eventually be exposed one day.

Persimmon sometimes wonders, what will it be like on the other side of the world?

Will there be parents who cry heartbrokenly for her, and friends who are sad for her? What is her life like on earth? Do you have a boyfriend? Have you been happy?

She always dreams. But in the dream, there was never any information about modern people. Every time I dream, it is the beautiful goddess in purple and some fragments about her.

The clothes she wore in the dream were complicated and elegant, not like the clothes worn by modern people. Wearing such clothes, she looked like a goddess, so beautiful and dreamy that she didn't look like a worldly girl.

The most difficult thing to understand is that every time Persimmon dreams of her leaving, he always feels heartache like a thorn. Every time I wake up, I feel lost, and it always takes me a while to regain my senses.

That man was extremely beautiful, but Persimmon was never surprised. Instead, he felt inexplicably familiar...

The sky is big and the earth is big, but what belongs to Persimmon is only an endless nightmare.

"Persimmon." Sylvan called her, "Are you worried?"

Persimmon came back to his senses, "Huh?"

"You've always looked unhappy lately."

Persimmon glanced at the gentle and considerate Sylvain, and remembered that he was unreserved and honest with her, but she did not tell the truth to him... She felt very conflicted in her heart.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Seeing Persimmon's face getting worse and worse, Sylvain thought she was sick.

"I... walked too slowly, sorry." Persimmon said.

"That's because you are sick. When you get better, you will be able to find your own strength." Sylvain smiled, and his smile was a bit dazzling, which made him look away.

Sylvain thought he had stabbed Persimmon's sad part, and argued anxiously, "Even goblins can't walk fast. It's okay. I can walk slowly with you!"

Are there any seamless lies in this world? No.

Even if there is, it is not something that a young girl like Persimmon can make up.

Every time after telling a lie, Persimmon would always look at Bo Yi with a guilty conscience. I don't know if it was her misunderstanding, but whenever she inquired about human affairs, Boyi would be very unhappy.

Persimmon always had a vague feeling...Bo Yi knew something.

"Will the elves accept humans and make them one of them?"

Sylvain obviously didn't expect Persimmon to mention humans, and he shook his head to express his ignorance. Persimmon looked at Bo Yi again and asked tentatively, "Where is the Leopard Clan? Will they accept humans?"

When Boyi heard what Persimmon said, he stopped teaching the little tiger and looked at Persimmon with slightly narrowed eyes.

Before he could answer, Sylvan spoke, "Why are there humans here? Why do you ask that, Persimmon?"

The atmosphere was a bit stiff. Persimmon and Bo Yi looked at each other, each wanting to see what the other was thinking.

Suddenly, mist filled the woods.

The fog was like billowing smoke, growing fast and violently. Several people were overwhelmed by it before they had time to react.

In panic, Persimmon's hand was tightly grasped.

There was a white mist in front of him, and Persimmon couldn't see anything clearly, so he could only hold the hand tightly.

"Sylvain! Bo Yi!" Persimmon shouted loudly.

The hand pushed her forward hard and bumped into someone, "It's me."

It was Boyi's voice.

Persimmon quickly calmed down, calmed his breathing, closed his eyes and began to feel Sylvain and Xiaohu.

This is something she has been practicing. Although the process was somewhat painful, fortunately it was somewhat useful - perception became another pair of eyes for her.

"What should I do! I can't feel them!" Persimmon panicked.