Chapter 125

The undead Why there are so many high-level undead here.

The dark elves endure the sharp pain in their minds and keep their consciousness as clear as possible.

After confirming that her arrow had completely killed the two heretic judges, she turned her eyes to the soul snatcher floating in the air in front of her.

This guy is not a ghost that can be seen everywhere in the catacombs. Only close to the battlefield where tens of thousands of people died can nourish this vicious Spirit body.

The soul snatcher turned her head slightly. The fire of the soul in its eyes made the dark elf feel that something had caught her heart.

The dark elf did not have the idea of fighting this dangerous undead. She was ready to flee. The soul snatcher held out his finger, which was twice as long as the human finger, pointing out a direction for the dark elf.

The place leading to this direction is the black pigeon hotel. Doubts arise in her heart, and soon the soul snatcher disappears before her eyes.

This undead Is it

Just as the dark elf wanted to think, the pain of her brain almost tearing up reappeared in her mind.

She fell to the ground and covered her forehead, and the whispers of some unknown creature echoed in her ears. Besides, she heard the thick sliding sound.

Along with the change of the scene, she saw vaguely in the dark space, some kind of giant and despairing creature opened its pupils.

Hallucination!

The dark elves, who had been in the heresy court for some time, knew clearly how terrible the hallucinations were before them.

Fighting back the pain in her mind, she became a crow again and flew into the sky towards the nearest shelter in squirrel street, the black pigeon hotel.

When she saw the light from the windows on the second floor of the black pigeon Hotel, her consciousness became blurred again.

She lost her balance in the air, smashed the window on the second floor of the hotel in the posture of a crow, then rolled down on the floor and turned into a human.

"Thousand faces What happened? "

Pruck, the owner of the black pigeon Hotel, was just cleaning on the second floor when he saw the dark elf bumping into the wall on the other side of the corridor in a very embarrassed manner.

Pruck immediately dropped his broom and ran to the dark elf.

He had never seen this dark elf in such a mess. From the day she appeared in squirrel street, the forces of underground organizations in squirrel Street completely shuffled.

It took only a few days for her to seize the right to rule the black pigeon with absolute gesture

But now she fell on the floor, panting, like a man dying of a serious illness.

"Flowers..."

The voice of the dark elf sounds so urgent that it's a little manic She gritted her teeth and struggled with the repeated fantasies in front of her.

"Bring me all the flowers in the hotel!"

Aware of the seriousness of the situation, pruck immediately ran up and searched the whole hotel for usable flowers.

After a few minutes, pruck put a few flowers in front of the dark elf.

As these are just hotel decorations, they are not so fresh.

Her eyes shifted to those colorful flowers. The faint fragrance from the flowers made her feel a little joy, which helped her to dispel some crazy thoughts in her mind.

But it's not enough These flowers alone could not divert her attention, awaken some positive emotions in her heart, and help her overcome the constant whispering in her mind.

If she goes on like this, sooner or later, she will be swallowed up by these crazy thoughts in her mind and lose her mind.

She had to find something that would make her happy quickly.

It's almost impossible to find a garden full of flowers in places like squirrel street. How about money?

The vision in her eyes changed again. In her eyes, the whole hotel was burning with fire, and some familiar sounds seemed to be heard in her ears.

It's from the dark elves she once lived in, the howling of her relatives.

The illusion of her loved one's death completely angered her. In order to vent her anger, she hit the wall behind her with her fist

The phantom of fire did not bring any heat to her. The temperature of the dark elf began to drop gradually, and the cold breath gushed out of her body wantonly.

Before long, a beam of light appeared in her field of vision, dispelling the illusion in her eyes.

"Cheer up, I don't want my future TV chief reporter to go crazy in this kind of place."

Reporter? The dark elf seemed to have heard such a strange word there, and her sight finally had a little focus, and saw Joshua, who was half kneeling in front of her.

"You..."

"Before you complain, tell me how to stabilize your body and mind."Josh stayed at the black pigeon Hotel today to deal with the daytime movies, and by the way, let the undead he summoned roam the whole squirrel street.

Just a moment ago, the soul snatcher called out by Joshua completed his task and returned to the territory of the skeleton Lord.

There are four daytime banshees floating around the dark elf. They are the photographers who take charge of shooting during the day.

The four daytime banshees showed a milky light in their hands, shining on the fallen dark elves.

Since these banshees forget their previous resentment and return to normal, they have evolved into a special solar charging panel.

During the day, they only need to bask in the sun and absorb the energy from the sun to maintain their existence.

The stored light and heat can be released if necessary at night

Unfortunately, Qiao Xiu is not a science student, and he doesn't know what the principle is, and even if he is a science student, he may need to add a Necromancer's vice occupation to understand the physiological state of the daytime Banshee.

With the help of the Banshee in the daytime, the dark elf's consciousness finally wakes up a little.

"You elves are not supposed to eat flowers to return blood? I mean, plants can cure you? "

Joshua picked up a wild flower that was about to wither on the ground, and just now Joshua saw the way pruck looked for flowers in the hotel.

Qiao Xiu came to the second floor with him, only to find the dark elf who had fallen to the corner and looked close to death.

"There's nothing wrong with my body I need something interesting that can Something that makes me happy. "

She tried to prop up her consciousness and tried to stand up, but failed. The sunshine could only make her feel better, but could not dispel the confused murmurs in her consciousness.

In despair, she made such a request, though she had no hope for Joshua at all.

Because many years ago, there was nothing in the world that would make her feel interesting.

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