"Do you believe in your weak body?"

A voice sounded in this empty space, trying to awaken Ling Yun's gradually dull heart. It was that stern but seemingly loving voice. In fact, Ling Yun had already guessed who the owner of this voice was, so familiar.

The voice and the smell were so familiar that he would never forget them for the rest of his life.

"Do you have faith that you will always be guided to the right path?"

But Ling Yun didn't dare to guess, nor did he dare to shout loudly. He was afraid that the voice would not respond to him, and he was afraid that the voice was just a wrong illusion. However, this was indeed an illusion - somewhere in Ling Yun's heart seemed to have long been

With confidence.

"Can you persist in fighting for the long-cherished wish of all things?"

Ah, as expected, there is still no way to escape - Ling Yun said to himself with some trembling in his heart. That's right, he can't escape, he can't run away, there is only one choice he can make, and that is to face it formally.

"Are you sure you can fight for good?"

That righteous Lingran voice was something that Ling Yun could never forget from beginning to end. Yes, who could forget what his parents had taught him so earnestly - Ling Yun closed his eyes, feeling that this was extremely important to him but had been forgotten because of time.

What was washed away was the truth he had always adhered to.

"Can you give up your selfish desires and ego and fight?"

This time Ling Yun chose to face it head-on. He followed something that was reviving in his memory and questioned himself along with his father's solemn voice and his mother's kind voice.

He made a choice and began to face the hidden past. Those sad experiences and laughter burst out of his mind one after another, enriching his brain. Those memories that he had been afraid of and had escaped from, finally

It's a recovery.

I don't know when, as the memories of the past kept pouring out, tears began to fall uncontrollably. Ling Yun did not feel this way, he only felt an indescribable comfort in his heart. Then, the sentence that his parents had always used as the ending was about to be broadcast again.

, Ling Yun opened his mouth slightly with steely determination, preparing to read along with the voice:

"This is what the Ling family's demon hunters should endure and follow--"

"Responsibility..."

The voice suddenly disappeared, leaving Ling Yun alone to read out the last two words. His voice was not as hollow as the previous voice, but actually transmitted to various locations in this space, although it did not bring any

to respond, but he was already satisfied.

"No - that's not your responsibility."

"Wake up-"

"Wake up-one"

"Remember you...your duties..."

"Well!"

It was that empty, familiar but unfamiliar voice again. Ling Yun then remembered that there was also that strange voice in his morning dream. It seemed to want to correct or change Ling Yun's consciousness. Its unexpected appearance seemed to hit Ling Yun's head.

A sudden blow to the head shocked him, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Uh...uh..."

What caught his eye was no longer the blue and white chaotic space, nor the expected darkness. He was now in the corridor of the previous lounge, the corridor where he should have been. He didn't understand that he was

He woke up, but the fatigue of his brain and spirit caused by partial relief emerged, making him a little dizzy.

Ling Yun turned over with some difficulty and lay on the ground in the corridor, panting greedily, striving for the relaxation and freedom he had finally gained.

"Dang——"

"Dang——"

"Dang——"

Before Ling Yun could take a breath for a while, a strange noise came from deep in the corridor. He was sure that the strange noise was definitely not footsteps. And the crisp sound was probably a knife or something like that.

The sound of cold weapons hitting the ground.

"who...."

Ling Yun spoke with some difficulty, obviously he had not yet recovered from the feeling of blockage in his chest. He reluctantly stood up and wanted to find out. But as if he had experienced a serious illness, Ling Yun at this time

My whole body was so weak that I couldn't even hold my fist tightly.

"Dang——"

"Dang——"

The voice did not stop because of Ling Yun's question, nor did it make any response. Obviously, this did not seem like it would stop, and it should be its best answer. Soon, Ling Yun felt a strong feeling.

A cold and cold feeling is gradually approaching, it is an extremely dangerous aura.

He was a little panicked. He finally escaped from the powerless predicament and even faced his past self. But now he fell into another dead end, a desperate situation in which he was completely confused.

Ling Yun struggled, trying hard to move, but his body refused to obey. He raised his hand and tried hard to take out the thing that he had not even decided to take out in his dream.

But the essence and blood cannot be condensed. Now he is just a lamb being slaughtered - no, the lamb can still struggle and run. But he is helpless and has nothing to do. Perhaps at this time, it is more important to pray for a miracle than to rely on himself.

It's somewhat possible.

However, the facts are indeed unpredictable. The so-called miracle seems to have happened so quietly.

"GROUND CORE-CORE-UN BIRTH"

"The sky spins in the shape of the Milky Way (sky xy) - the void exists in the form of gods (un existenbsp;"

Suddenly, a very beautiful voice that Ling Yun had never heard before came from another direction, as if he was singing something. To him, that voice was like the sound of nature, crisp and unrestrained, as if it was coming to save him.

The same.

Ling Yun was sure that this was the voice of a girl, a beautiful girl he had never met before. He raised his head slightly and easily caught a glimpse of the girl's figure. Of course, it was not complete, he just caught a glimpse of the pair of

She has long, fair and smooth legs. The tight shorts expose her legs and outline her iconic figure. There are no scars or fat on her legs, and her skin is firm and delicate. The dark white long dress is draped over her shoulders.

It covers the center of the lower part of the shorts. The empty cuffs hang quietly on both sides, swaying slowly with the breeze.

As the girl's first spell was answered, the surrounding space instantly began to distort. No, it was not the space that was distorted, but some invisible things existing in the space. They seemed to be guided out,

Entities suddenly appeared, twisting like complex data flows. Then they twisted, folded, and intertwined with each other, turning into blue "cylinders" suspended in mid-air.

But then they were torn apart again, like pairs of crystal clear wings "breaking out of the cocoon", and finally the "shell" changed into countless butterflies. They flapped their wings and flew around, their whole bodies covered with crystal clear blue, and embellished with

A little bit of inky white starlight.

Their bodies were transparent and bright, shining with bright blue light, reflecting light from different corners, including Ling Yun's sight. He just lay on the cold floor, inadvertently opened his mouth, and stared with surprise on his face.

Looking at this spectacular and magnificent painting, he even lost the ability to speak at that moment. He hesitated for a long time before subconsciously murmuring an exclamation from his mouth:

"Are you a magician?"

"..."

The girl was silent. She lowered her head and looked down at Ling Yun, who was then able to see her true appearance. What caught his eye was the stunning, waterfall-like black hair. The dim light in the corridor shone brightly.

In her hair, it seemed as if she had been bathed in morning dew. The ends of her hair reached down to her waist, gently crossing her body, swaying like a ribbon. She gently stroked one side of her hair and put it behind her ear and around her neck.

A thin necklace. The end of the silver thread is decorated with a piece of white, and the end is glowing with crimson feathers. The girl looked at Ling Yun, with a pair of mysterious pink pupils in her slightly indifferent eyes, examining Ling Yun. That peach pink color

His eyes opened slightly, and the purple waves flowing deep in his pupils could be vaguely seen.

"ah--"

Ling Yun was shocked again, this time he seemed to be even more surprised, and even let out a scream accidentally. Perhaps he did not expect that the person who suddenly appeared to save him would be such a perfect girl, and it was difficult to accept the reality.

But as soon as Ling Yun made a startled sound, the girl looked away, and then a large group of blue butterflies flapping their wings began to burst out with intense light, and soon exploded like "elves". Explosive

The range was very small, almost only the size of the butterfly itself, and it did not have any impact on the surroundings. In addition, there was a small group that did not disappear, but flapped its wings and flew in the direction of Ling Yun.

"Hey hey hey!!"

While Ling Yun was panicking, one butterfly after another crashed into his body. However, no explosion occurred. Instead, they instantly merged into Ling Yun's body and disappeared. But it was not without any impact.

I watched in amazement as the blue butterflies disappeared from my chest one by one. I also realized that my body was gradually recovering, and the feeling of powerlessness lingering in my body was slowly disappearing.

"When you feel like you're done, get up and do something. Don't be surprised."

Although the girl's language was rude, she still smiled, tilted her head inadvertently, and said to Ling Yun. The latter's heart seemed to tighten, and he jumped up subconsciously. He found that at this moment, his body had not only recovered, but also seemed to be full of extra motivation.

.

"What...what happened..."

Ling Yun's face turned slightly red and he said nervously, obviously because he lacked experience in communicating with girls. What's more, he was very close to the girl at this time, and a fresh fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, making him even more panicked.

"...Have you forgotten that your life is still in danger?"

The girl remained unmoved and stared into the distance. She raised her chin and motioned Ling Yun to look behind her. The latter seemed to have remembered something important, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

He immediately turned around and looked deep into the corridor. A familiar figure stood in the distance, holding a silver sword in his hand.

"Du...Du Han?"

Ling Yun looked at this scene with some disbelief, his eyes widened and his pupils zoomed in. The figure seemed to have heard Ling Yun's voice, and slowly walked out from the shadows with a sharp blade in hand.

".....Well!"

He was not delighted by the appearance of the president he had been waiting for. Instead, he subconsciously took half a step back because he sensed something was wrong with Du Han.

"As a demon hunter, you actually take half a step back when facing a monster. Could it be that you are unexpectedly weak...?"
To be continued...