I'm such an old god, so sorry

Xiu Dechao said to the girl sitting by the window. Only in this way can it make sense. Even if there is no "nightmare" trouble, the girl's mental world is like this.

The scary-looking girl didn't answer, but lowered her still-intact eye.

It's just that this is already a tacit understanding, Xiude sighed lightly, the law of this mental world is so perfect that Xiude can clearly smell the smell of decay and humidity.

"Why don't you make the mental world more beautiful? Does it look like people can live here?"

Naturally, Xiude didn't say such stupid words. He was not Xiaobai who didn't understand anything. The young girl was not forced to make the world of her mental image like this. It was such a scene that truly reflected her heart.

A cage willing to restrain itself.

Xiude's chest suddenly became flustered, he just tried to understand the girl's situation and felt extremely sad, let alone experience it personally.

What kind of experience is it that makes people build such a strong and terrifying prison in their hearts?

Xiude couldn't help sighing, and at the same time there was a bit of ecstasy—don't get me wrong, Xiude was certainly not the kind of pleasurable criminal who saw others' sufferings, he was so happy, he was glad that he still had such a strong human touch.

As the mind and body and the spirit of the Lord of the Blue became more and more integrated, Xiude’s feelings gradually became colder. Although it is still within the normal category, Xiude has always been worried about whether he will lose his emotions as a human one day. Become an old god without blood and tears.

At this time, the sourness in his heart cannot be faked, and he can still produce violent emotional fluctuations under the huge sympathy.

Xiude never thought he was such a rational person, so he looked at the girl who looked like a broken doll in front of the window, determined to save her from the sea of ​​suffering.

In the past, the cultivation of virtue would naturally not be so nosy, but who is the cultivation of virtue now?

The true body of the Lord of Youlan!The great existence of omniscient and omniscient!

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Not to mention that the education that Xiu De received does not allow him to stand on the sidelines as far as he can, but to continue to stimulate his own emotional fluctuations, Xiu De will also stay in this prison.

"save me?"

The girl's hoarse voice sounded, and then she sneered, seeming to sneer at Xiude's declaration.

"Wait, I just said what I was saying?"

Xiude was stunned, and then saw the girl turned her head, suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Secretly cursing that the special rules of the spiritual dimension pitted him, Xiude walked to the girl's side and coughed twice:

"My name is Xiude, how about you?"

"...Sinowid."

Xiu De originally thought that the girl would not respond, but he did not expect to whisper in a short silence.

Even if you can answer, even if you make good progress, moral cultivation is like guiding an autistic child:

"Xinowid... what a beautiful name."

Xiude touched his chin and said, "In the dialect of the North, Sinovide has the meaning of ice and snow, but did you know? In the Shibaizel series of ancient words, this pronunciation also represents'the flowing gold The river, resounding in the quiet valley' means."

This is probably the highest EQ dialogue since Xiude was born, and he is not completely nonsense. There is indeed such a poem in the ancient Xiubaizer language family that is similar to the pronunciation of Sinovide, and Xiude only beautifies it a little. .

The pupils of the sacred blue girl heard a little light, but they soon dimmed again, curled up with bloody fingers:

"No matter how beautiful the name is, the person who named me does not bless me with the meaning of the name."

Sinowid raised his head, revealing the terrifying face of angels and demons, and said quietly:

"On the contrary, I was cursed by them when I was born."

The sadness and hatred contained in the calm tone could even be sensed by the dull Xiudi. He was secretly shocked. It seemed that the story of the girl had a taste.

"Can you tell me more? There is plenty of time now."

Sinovid looked at Xiude carefully and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Are you afraid of you?"

Xiude shook his head. Although Sinovide’s image in the mental world is indeed scary enough, after getting used to it, Xiude doesn’t feel awkward. More importantly...

"You are the most pitiful person, pity is almost the same, how can you be afraid."

"No, I mean the'Nightmare' has no effect on you at all? You can get here, your spirit should be..."

Sinovide explained flatly, but when she stared into Xiude's brown eyes, she suddenly stopped to understand.

There was no pain in those clear eyes, no sadness, no hatred, no hesitation, no fear...just a trace of seriousness and pity.

Let Sinovide look forward to extremely longing eyes.

Pity?Does anyone pity themselves?

Shinoved thought of everything she had suffered, and suddenly felt ridiculous, but Xiude's eyes prevented her from sneering, and she could only be silent.

Seeing that the girl was silent as if thinking of something in her heart, Xiude did not continue to keep it, she got up and said goodbye:

"I will come back tomorrow."

Chapter 13 Sinowid

Xiude left quietly, although he felt sorry and sympathy for Sinovide's experience, but he wouldn't really just stay here.

Shinoved finally took his eyes back from the window after Shude left, and communicating with people in the mental world is an extremely rare thing for a girl, if he had been on the level of lonely darkness and fear , She should pounce on desperately, right?

But now, Shinowid's heart has long been tortured as solid as a rock, and even loneliness cannot knock her down.

I have long been accustomed to being alone, one to endure silently, one to scream in pain, letting the extreme despair erode the body and mind a little bit.

As Sinovide said, her suffering began at the moment of her birth, and the endless torture made the girl strong...or numb.

Someone once tried to break through [Nightmare] to destroy this mental world, but they all failed. The so-called spiritual experts were as vulnerable as children before finally cursing [Nightmare], even showing all kinds of ridiculous ugliness.

Sinovid looked in his eyes, but would not contempt them.

Anyone who has the emotion of fear will be lost in the [Nightmare], and Sinowid has long been tortured by this reality tormented.

The curse that Xiude can end the [Nightmare] really surprised Shinoved, and even a glimmer of hope was born.

But the flame of hope was extinguished in the blink of an eye, and the long-term desperate experience made Sinovide unable to believe that he could really be redeemed.

The greater the hope, the greater the final disappointment. Sinovid no longer dared to raise any hope, and only wanted to end his miserable life in self-destructive depression.

Shaking his head, Sinovide discarded those unrealistic expectations, got up and wandered like a lonely ghost in the house, without any purpose, just to kill the lonely time in this cage.

And after a period of inexplicable wandering, Xiude entered the world of mental images again.