"It's like a long time ago, I was playing with the ball in the void."

"It's really hard to be alone in such an empty place. It would be much better to have a companion around. " No matter whether it can speak or not, no matter whether it can be sober or not, whatever accompanies itself, at least it will feel that the road seems to have an end, and there is still a little hope in life.

As the tree's voice fell, a small green head came out from behind her neck.

Holding two young leaves shaking back and forth, the little tree ball cried, "Lord silver, don't be sad. The ball will always be with you."

Eh? How does the ball feel like it's being held in the head?

The two little black peas blinked up continuously. After looking for a long time, they found that the prince didn't know when he was coming. At this time, he was lifting it up and throwing it behind his back.

The ball quickly hooks his lapel with two thin twigs and hangs them on his back neck collar. He yells, "main silver, main silver ~"

His Royal Highness Prince is a bad silver. Every time he sees it close to the small main silver, he likes to throw it out and kick it out.

Mo has reached out to take the small unicorn's halo, holding it in his hand. When his face turns to the tree, he tries to squeeze out a small, stiff expression that doesn't look like a smile.

"You, the soul fragment, are not like the subject, so you don't have to force yourself to make a difficult facial expression," said the tree

Mo hurriedly converged the strange little expression on his face, nodded and compared with the unicorn.

The little monkey said, "little sister, my sister said, she also wants to give you something back."

"No need." The tree, with a small face paralyzed, said without expression, "your sister is penniless now. The secret place where she used to live is now here with me."

What else can she have and give away? ha-ha.

The little monkey was busy with his hands and feet to the stranger, and nodded, "you are right, little sister. Now my sister is a pauper."

The tree looked at the stranger and saw that her hands were holding the light of the seal. She looked silly and stupefied and couldn't help lifting her hands to support her forehead.

"You give it to her, and she will only hold it like this," said Mo Lian. Do you want her to hold this little Unicorn all the time? "

It's so hard for me to say a word to the tree. It's really breaking my heart for the little wooden fool.

Thinking about it, she took a jade card out of her pocket and swished it to the stranger.

A red rope holding the jade card, slowly hanging in the neck of the road.

The tree breathed a little relieved and said to itself, "although it's only a half wisp of soul, it's a powerful spirit that can still use the talisman."

She guides the stranger to put the unicorn into the talisman first.

Mo finished all this, then he bowed his head and stroked the jade talisman on his neck. He couldn't help fumbling back and forth.

"Why is she a soul body that can touch the token you drew?" Asked Mo Lian curiously.

"I have never seen a soul body before, but I can touch her half soul body. How can I say that?" The tree turned its mouth and said with emotion, "this is about three thousand boulevards. There is a traction connection in the dark."

The little monkey nodded in succession beside him. "Little sister's meaning is explained by two words: fate!"

Mo Lian nodded and laughed.