Chapter 255

After the flame slowly weakened, loranthal stepped into the burnt black land, and then walked into the huge holes on the earth. The wisps of light floated, and the residual magic slowly gathered, and condensed into a [original gem] (Evaluation: rare pearl)

Because the last explosion wasted a lot of magic, the evaluation of this gem finally stayed at Pearl level.

The bright gems are warm orange, and there seems to be a little bear with brown fur sleeping on his stomach. After sequence 5, the soul will merge with the transcendental core. After sequence 7, the soul will become stronger and will not be easily broken.

Although the bear died, most of its soul remained and gathered in this extraordinary gem.

"This guy, it would be a lot more lovely."

Lolan Hill points the orange jewel with his fingers. Looking at the crystal transparent jewel, the bear seems to be woken up. He slowly wakes up, opens his black eyes, and looks around blankly. Then he looks up and sees Lolan Hill's face. He shrinks in fear and wants to hide in other places, but he can only turn around slowly in the jewel.

Then a soft, slightly cool figure slowly came up from behind and leaned against Lorraine Hill's back.

"Is this bear the one just now?" There was a little curiosity in the voice.

"Yes, yes."

Lorraine Hill turned and dodged the icy body of ishegeline. It's not a nuisance, just a little afraid of the cold. Compared with the living people, ghosts' emotions are more direct and difficult to cover up. Lorraine hill can easily feel the ghost lady's thoughts, which is very simple and simple. That's why she likes it.

Lorraine Hill doesn't like too complicated interpersonal relationships, but prefers simple and pure things. She handed the jewel to the curious ishegeline and let her watch slowly. Then she flew up to wipe out the residual fire in the forest and stop it from spreading again.

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The next afternoon, the sun was slanting on the branches. There was a gray tent on the beach of incomplete flower. The girl was sleeping in a soft rabbit blanket. Her body was slightly undulating and breathing regularly. As the sun was about to set, there was no sign of getting up.

A light blue figure sitting alone on the crystal coffin in the sea of flowers, looking at the setting sun in the sky, purple red fire clouds covering the branches of the woods in the distance. Near the horizon, the sun can only see its shadow from the sparse arrangement of tree trunks. The shadow of the trees is like a fence to divide the sunset.

In the evening, the wind slowly blows, and the burning ash piles of vegetation occasionally emit wisps of green smoke. Some small animals also smell the smell of barbecue and come back. In the forest looking for baked pine nuts and fruits, and then happy to eat.

"Little Lorraine is still awake."

A little bored, Miss ghost jumped from the coffin and drifted slowly towards the little gray tent.

The illusory body goes through the thick tent and into the interior. Looking at the sleeping girl in a white dress, she doesn't have any other actions. Instead, she sits in a corner of the tent quietly and looks at the resting girl with silver hair.

The silver hair falls between the snow-white neck, and the white clavicle protrudes from the nightgown. With the girl's breath, the quilt on her body also rises and falls slightly. The beautiful white face with the pale pink lips like a mountain cherry makes the girl look a little green and astringent, but the soft lines between her eyebrows are a little neutralized, just like a slightly sour and sweet fruit, Purity gives people a strange demon.

When it was completely dark and the light moonlight came into the tent from the crack, Lorraine hill slowly rubbed his eyes and woke up.

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There's a man sitting in front of the bed!

Lorenthal, who has been living alone recently, was startled by the scene. However, after a few seconds of brain restart, he quickly responded and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's Yixue..." the girl slowly put down her quilt, covered her mouth and yawned a little.

"Good evening, Ashley green." Although it's a little awkward elvish language, Loran hill, who has a good academic record, read it accurately.

"Good evening, little Lorraine. Here you are."

After that, the fairy lady handed out the orange gems in her hand. The little bear was obedient and looked at the two girls timidly.

Lorraine hill is a little curious to take over and observe the bear. At the moment, it is obedient. Lorraine hill turns it around and rolls it around.

"Well, how did you do that?"

"Just talk to it well, because I'm also a ghost. It's very convenient to communicate."

"Really?" Lorraine hill is a little hard to believe. According to Trina Sha's records, most ghosts are very emotional, and the rational ones are rare, while the ghosts of the transformation of Warcraft's soul are more disordered, with only a very shallow IQ.

"Really, maybe little Lorraine's credit is greater. In the process of reuniting his soul, you purify and filter some extreme emotions, and make him more rational." The ghost miss is also thinking about the reasons. Although she has no memory of her past growth, some of her knowledge does not seem to fall behind.

Is that ok? Lorraine hill was a little surprised, and then slowly handed the jewel to ishegeline.

"No, Loran, keep it for himself. It's the opposite of me. It's hard to stay together. It should help you a little bit. " The princess of the ghost declined, and then took Lorraine hill out of the tent.

In the moonlight, one side of the forest is dark, but the other side of the hill is still in good condition. The autumn wind at night blows with a chill. As a ghost, ishelen takes Lorraine Hill's hand and walks slowly towards the hill in the grass sea near her waist.

"What kind of flowers does Lorraine like?" She asked, walking ahead.

"I don't have a special hobby." The girl recalled the flowers she had seen in her memory.

"Many of them I like very much, such as peach blossom in spring, roses of various colors, small osmanthus, white lily of the valley like a small lantern, orange marigold, all of them are very good-looking. It's specially stipulated that I can't say which one I like."

"Cluck, little Lorraine is so playful, just want it all." She said with a smile.

"But I'm single."

Ashley Griffin pulls Lorraine hill close to the sea of flowers on the top of the hill. Then she picks a flawless iceberg and puts it in Lorraine Hill's hair, pinning it on the butterfly hairpin.

"May I tell you a story?"

The princess turned into a ghost took Loran Hill's hand, and they sat on the hillside again, watching the sea of flowers under the moonlight rise and fall slightly, swaying gently in the wind, and the dusty past slowly opened.