"Da~Da,Da,Da,Daa!"

The little girl's cheerful singing came from the quiet jungle.

The traces of burning on the barren land have not yet completely disappeared, and next to it is the remaining half of the red hood.

The big trees in the forest are automatically without wind, and the branches and leaves sway. In the fog deep in the depths, countless pairs of scarlet eyes suddenly appeared, staring quietly in the same direction.

It seems that they have been watching somewhere since their resurrection.

And in the fog, little hands struggled to squeeze out and rush out of the fog. Pairs of eyes just looked at everything, as if looking forward to everything that was about to happen next.

Their scarlet eyes became brighter because of excitement.

It took a long time.

With a "thump", the hand that had been struggling to raise it finally fell to the ground weakly. With the palm facing up, it lost its former vitality.

The eyes and hands in the fog seemed even more excited, and they couldn't wait to rush out of the fog.

"Crack!"

At this moment, a voice came from the forest. When I heard this sound, my scarlet eyes lost their bright dazzling blood, and my little hands disappeared directly.

"Poor child!"

A voice of pity came, and a figure squatted down directly beside the figure on the ground, which looked like a rag doll.

It was an old lady wearing a tall pointed felt hat and a black magic cannon.

"You took everything at the age of not being able to bear it all."

Her voice was filled with annoyance.

"I should have killed that damn beast earlier."

At this time, the mist around faded away everything, revealing the blood-colored full moon hanging above the sky.

"I have brought enough sacrifices, so that I can return to the world when the blood moon comes, my child!"

The old woman said, taking out the things she brought, quickly laid the altar, and gave it to the offerings. Then she carefully carried the figures on the ground to several sets, and gently pieced together the limbs.

She recited strange and difficult-to-mouthed mantras in her mouth, and by the time she finished doing all this, her face looked a little older.

It was not until after all this that the old woman staggered and stood up, looked at the figure on the altar nostalgic, and then stumbled towards the forest and disappeared.

The figure on the altar was quickly absorbing the surrounding fog, and the heart, which had already stopped beating, slowly began to regain vitality.

I don’t know how long it took, but the blood moon in the sky was blocked by the fog again, and everything returned to its original time.

The eyes and hands appeared again invisible around them. They wanted to break through the fog and rushed towards the figure on the altar, but they could not achieve it.

And at this moment, a hand suddenly moved on the altar.

The eyes around him were shiny, and the fog seemed to be dispelled.

After seeing that hand move, the already separated body was sewn together. After turning it over, she supported the altar with both hands to stand up.

Beneath the storm of flames and smoke, "her" body gradually became complete, and her pair of eyes as scarlet as those in the fog made her leave the category of normal people.

‘She’ jumped happily, looked around her, then bent down and picked up the long-lost hood on the ground and covered it on her head.

‘She’ looked around with a complicated expression. From the moment she woke up, the fog around her began to disappear, as if it had never appeared before.

Without the fog, those little hands and eyes rushed towards "her", and there was also a memory of a little girl who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

The blood volume that suddenly turned red, grandma, sacrifices, altars, rituals and wizards...

Scarlet tears suddenly dripped in her eyes, but as soon as they fell, they disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

‘She’ is dead!

What is alive now is nothing more than Him who was resurrected by the old woman!

He touched the hood above his head and sighed a long time, just thinking that he missed himself!

He thought so.

At this time, there was no fog around him, and his little hands and eyes had already rushed into His body. There was only the last dead tree left in the forest, and even the vitality of the past had disappeared.

He looked at all this and wanted to engrave the last Pure Land in his heart.

It was not until the sun rose in the sky that He finally withdrew his gaze.

"Never again!"

He spoke softly, his voice was crisp but hoarse.

"No matter whether it is yours or mine, we are nothing!"

"What should I do now? Let me think, what you said when you were a human being should be... revenge?"

"Ha, that's it, it sounds so wonderful!"

"Then let's go, sister!"

"Da~Da,Da,Da,Daa!"

The familiar ballad rang again, and the fog around him gradually appeared again. He walked towards the fog, and even the red end of the hood was flooded!

...

[Have entered the fairy tale world!]

[Current world level: 5～??]

[The girl in the forest fell under the kiss of the wolf grandmother. He came back again in the fog, but He was no longer her.]

[Ancient fairy tale book was opened, and on another full moon night, with a meteorite called immortality falling, the blood moon descending.]

【The meteorite shatters, bringing ominousness and curse.】

[The prince disappeared out of thin air, frogs appeared in the palace, they were invisible during the day, and the golden palace suddenly appeared at night, and the princess covered with peas overnight couldn't wake up...]

【What exactly is hidden in the fog?】

[Main mission: Exploring the fog!]

[This world is in peace mode, and players attack each other without additional rewards.]

With the prompts from the Magic Tower Paradise, Mu Rongxun saw himself appearing in a town with a very special style.

A thin layer of light curtain was wrapped around him, so that he could not leave, and at this time, there were several light curtains around him.

The closest to him was a man carrying a spear.

Next to this man are four people of different shapes. They are in the same light curtain, and they should be the same team.

On the right side of Mu Rongxun is a young man carrying a big banner, and on the right side of the young man is a thin young man, but he doesn't know what his weapons are.

There is no one else except them.

Speaking of which, this is Mu Rongxun’s real first time doing a mission seriously.

The first inheritance task was not mentioned, and the second time he was pulled into the world of war. If he hadn't been lucky enough to find him, he might not have been able to get it when facing Tang Ao and others.

After a while, the light curtain that enveloped them finally disappeared. The group of them suddenly appeared on the street, but did not attract any strange gazes, as if they were here.

Without saying hello, the four-person team left straight away.

"Who is it! No one greeting!"

The thin young man on the far right muttered dissatisfiedly.

Suddenly, one of the four people walking in the front turned around and looked at him coldly, making him unable to speak out again.

"You're desperate!"

The young man on Mu Rongxun’s left whispered.

"That's the Myth Team! Are you impatient to live if you dare to provoke them?"

"Myth Squad?"

When everyone heard this, except Mu Rongxun, the others suddenly changed their colors.

"How could they do the mission with us?"

The young man holding the battle flag was puzzled.

"How could I know."

The young man on the left twitched his head with his spear.

"By the way, I am a professional star scholar in Ye Cang. If you can do tasks together, you will be destined to know each other." (Thanks to the character provided by book friend Yi Yueming)

"Are you the Xingchen Scholar Ye Cangyi?"

The other two had obviously heard of Ye Cangyi's name, and they were surprised when they heard this.

Then they all introduced themselves.

"I am Ding Xiang, a professional flag soul master." (Thanks to Tian Yiya for the role provided.)

The young man holding the battle flag also introduced himself.
To be continued...