At the same time, Lisa and others were next door.

In a small house in the residential area of ​​Nancheng District, the atmosphere is completely opposite to the joyful next door.

The cold wind in winter was blowing back, and the frost gradually spread on the inside of the glass. Next to the fire and on the sofa in the hall, a gray-haired little girl bit her lower lip and stared blankly at the two pots of small flowers in different shapes in front of her.

A pot of flowers is like a dandelion, with a furry body, but it is golden and the fluff is difficult to get rid of. This plant called "Dandelion of Morning" is a special fire-type potion. Its root system has a good nourishing body and strengthening physique. But the most important thing is that it feels good, feels comfortable to touch, is very warm, and is very suitable for playing in winter.

Another pot of flowers looks much more magical. It has seven translucent geometric petals like ice crystals. Each petal has a different magical radiance surrounding it, and the glory rotates. The six elements and ether free in the atmosphere gradually condense around it, making the magic concentration in the house become stronger.

Britney looked at the two pots of flowers sent by Prest and felt a little worried.

"Brother hasn't laughed for a long time..."

Since Priest returned from the distant galaxy, Britney has rarely seen her brother laughing.

Two pots of flowers, the morning dandelion was a gift my brother originally planned to give him. He hid it in the attic on the roof, thinking that he had not found it, but she had to water it himself if he didn't come back for so long... Britney originally thought she would be angry with this untrustworthy brother, but in the end, when she saw Priest's tired appearance, Britney found that she could not say anything to blame, so she could only hold on to the waist of her only relative and thanked the Seven Gods for letting him go home safely.

Another pot of flowers is called "Seven Colors and Seven Colors". According to my brother, it is actually a gift from the legendary power of the elves, the natural mentor of the legendary power of the elves. It is a rare high-level potion. Its flower fragrance can effectively increase the speed of the druid's perception of natural power.

But even though he received such a precious gift and even received public praise from Lord Lord, his brother still did not laugh and seemed worried.

"You look sad."

Britney asked very directly at that time: "Brother, why?"

"Because your brother, I'm too weak."

Prest also answered very directly. He sighed and said, "All anger and sadness come from his own powerlessness. Britney, you must practice well, so that your attitude will become so ugly in the future like your brother."

The brother was obviously doing a good job. The gray-haired girl thought so. But it was definitely not enough, at least her brother felt that it was not enough.

Greedy is not a bad thing. Only with desire can one have motivation. Just like yourself, if the school does not give out small red flowers and does not reward candy, who would have worked so hard to read books?

But sometimes, when you encounter problems you don’t know, you can ask the teacher.

Even elementary school students know how to do it!

"If there is any problem, brother, you can't solve it, then why not ask the Lord Lord?"

This is what Little Britney said to Prest not long ago: "Lord Lord is your teacher after all... Lord Lord Lord is so powerful, brother, you can't solve the problem. Lord Lord Lord will definitely solve it. At least, I can tell you the solution."

Then, my brother really went to find the Lord.

Until now, I haven't come back.

"Oh, my brother is so sad every day, so I can't even eat it."

Thinking of this, Britney felt a little more comfortable after stroking the dandelion in the morning: "If it hasn't been resolved this time... then I'll lend him stroking the dandelion."

But just as Britney was thinking reluctantly, it was better to lend the dandelion to Prest for a few days, she suddenly heard familiar footsteps outside the door, and the sound of her brother talking to someone. And! Although her tone sounded calm, Britney could hear that her brother no longer exuded negative energy like she did before!

"...This is my home... Your father and others are still in the middle of the south. I will take you to see them next time I have the chance..."

"Priste! The buildings here are so tall and amazing! So beautiful! Did you live in this kind of place?"

You can also hear the voice of a strange girl.

"Britney, I'm back!"

Crack, the sound of the door opening came.

The gray-haired young man walked into the room with a green-haired and golden-eyed elf who looked very curious and enthusiastic.

However, it can be vaguely seen that the elf's body is somewhat incomplete. There is a huge, vain wound behind her, and her body is also somewhat illusory. It even seems a little erratic when she is raging with the wind, and it becomes a little more vivid when she enters the house.

There is no doubt that this is a dead soul with self-will.

The undead saw him jogging all the way and looked at his gray-haired little girl with curiosity. She immediately smiled, then squatted down and greeted him very seriously: "Hello, you are Prest's sister Britney, right? My name is Sur!"

"Don't be afraid, although I'm dead, I won't harm anyone."

This is a very cruel world.

War, destruction, natural disasters, chaos... Death is like a shadow, like a gangrene attached to the bone.

This is also a very gentle world.

Because as long as it is strong enough.
Chapter completed!