Chapter 2873： Reality (5)

2873: Wordscapes Uncrossed Tropic-Beach 5 Answers

The system stiffened and did not dare to move.

Fearing that the strength of the opponent will pull the host's soul.

I can only stare at the eyes, look at the man in front of me, slowly lower his head, pale face, golden eyes are still cold.

He seemed to act instinctively.

Slender beautiful fingers, almost through the white light, to touch the little girl in the middle.

The system suddenly tightened the pupils, red hair flickered, and the flames burned.

His eyes turned red, and fireworks lit in the middle of his pupils.

This is a state of desperation.

The white light group is Bai Weiwei's soul light.

Passing through the light group itself is hurting Bai Weiwei's soul.

If this guy's fingers pass through the white light mass, it is a terrible harm to the host.

Just in the system, when I plan to retreat desperately and face this guy.

Suddenly the other party seemed to realize something, the cold, delicate puppet, his fingertips paused.

The soft light, at his fingertips, was as fragile as tofu.

It seemed as if she touched it and she broke apart.

too weak.

He drew long and narrow eyelashes, and there was a strange wave in the empty pupil.

Then he retracted his fingers and stared silently at the fragile soul.

Seems to be thinking how to touch her, so as not to hurt.

The system felt that the guy in front of him was not only faulty, but also greatly faulty.

Blocked here, I asked him and the host.

And it was blocked more than once.

Isn't that just grabbing his little luck?

It has no effect on him.

Couldn't he let them go, the poor old couple?

They are all so miserable.

As if they had come to beg, the grandpa was so rich that he sent them a dime.

It is enough for the host to worry about eating and drinking for many lives.

As a result, they worked hard to plan food on him, not one cent, only one cent.

The elder brother remembered every day to add a block.

It's out of reach.

The system resent Ye Yuxuan from the beginning to the end.

He tried to take a step back.

As a result, the silent, dejected man in front of him followed the slow one and moved forward.

Not to follow the reality.

The face of the system is me, oh, your uncle, go away, don't come here, you're desperate to come again.

Suddenly the other party seemed to notice something. He raised his eyes quietly and looked at the endless long road behind the system.

Then he stared blankly again, gazing at the soul group.

Seems to be thinking.

But his brain capacity seems to be insufficient and he can't think of anything.

It was just standing in place, with a calm, almost solid expression, golden eyes, extremely barren.

Then he turned, step by step back to the boneless land.

The world of countless bones, endless desolation and death.

He sat back on the throne of bones, staring quietly, without a trace of emotion on his pretty face. He leaned his cheek on one hand, leaned against the chair, and placed the other on the chair.

And in the middle of the fingers, a golden ring was hung. Below the ring was a knot woven by golden power.

Under the knot, a little doll was shaking.

It's Bai Weiwei's cute little doll.

It is also woven to the host system.

He was then snatched away and stayed with him.

The system didn't even care that the doll weaved was taken away.

He did a lot, even embroidered a portrait for the host, and stuck it in the space.

(End of this chapter)