Story of Longevity

"Good afternoon, purple girl. Your aptitude is very good. Unlike this half-hearted person who is only good at delusion, you seem to be the master of dreams even as a seedling..."

Ilia, who seemed to be a step late, said so.

"You seem to be very dissatisfied with the miracle I bestowed on him. Then just a single sentence made the self-righteous him go crazy and restore his nature."

"Big sister, who are you?" Jian Tongying stepped back with some fear. She hadn't been like this when facing the crazy Jian Tong Yanye just now.

"Well, I'm just a witch." Illiya, like someone, habitually does good things without leaving a name:

"And here is just like you think, in the half-hearted dreamland lying here, and it's the miracle I bestowed on him."

"Then can you let me out?" Jian Tongying asked.

"No, or not right now." Illya's face hidden in the hood couldn't see her expression:

"Poor boy, you are very unfortunate. Your talent was first seen by a worm, and now by me again, so you are really very unfortunate."

"..."

Ma Tong Ying's expression began to cloud a little. She was very familiar with this feeling, and it was the same as when she faced her grandfather, that kind of despair that was completely powerless to resist.

"You were first given to the **** to be an adopted daughter at home, and cut off your relationship with your original family. Then you were remodeled very excessively. Finally, there was a big fool who gave you a glimmer of hope, but he personally gave this glimmer of hope. It was ruined in front of you...again, you are really unfortunate."

Learning the appearance of a certain website, Illiya kept confiding the word "unfortunate" in her mouth. Stepped forward and touched Tong Ying's little head, feeling her slightly trembling body.

"However, no matter what your misfortune is, this has nothing to do with me. I did not cause your misfortune, nor do I feel any feelings about your misfortune and want to lend a hand."

In Iliya's vision, there will be different unfortunate people in every world line of Xingyue, including "herself", all are a possibility, and it is impossible to save each one.

There has long been an unwritten rule in Hongjie Ark, that is, unless fate is formed, unless cause and effect are linked, then it can only be determined by the individual. Doing all of their own, there are not no fools who travel through the world one by one, but there is no Ilia among them.

"So, unfortunate and poor child.

Your misfortune has nothing to do with me, but it does not prevent me from doing what I want to do and what I want you to do. Therefore, what I am going to do now is just my personal willfulness, and it has nothing to do with you. "

As Ilia said, Ma Tongying did not understand what Ilia meant, but this did not hinder her obedience to Ilia:

"What do you want me to do?"

When there is something mysterious that shocks your soul, you dare not disobey her request. When facing that terrifying grandpa, Ma Tongying was like this, and when facing Ilia...

"I want you to kill your grandfather, he provokes me, and I hate him very much." Illiya said in a very refreshing manner, she didn't have children's unfavorable consciousness.

"But, I can't help it... Grandpa is very strong."

And the little Ma Tong Ying didn't seem to have any doubts about [Kill your grandpa], but said that she was incapable of doing it.

"Hmm... Actually, I forgot to tell you. The half-hearted dream you just experienced is actually an exam, an exam to become a magical girl. And, congratulations, you passed it."

At this moment, Ma Tongying's body began to flash with purple light. The light converged into a book with white and purple metallic luster. On the cover is a butterfly embossed with a twisted half of the wings and a beautiful cherry blossom pattern on the half of the wings. A purple gem becomes the main body of the butterfly.

The book fell into Ma Tongying's hands, and Illia's voice also reached her ears at this time:

"This is a magic handbook made from your uncle Yanye's soul. Since you are not satisfied with the self-comforting dream created by this half-hearted man, you can create the world you like."

Although Ilia herself wanted to complain that she had plagiarized the cancer of the moon on the moon, but thinking about her magic and the intelligent computer are not a system, so she still brazenly marked an original. .

First, I introduced this semi-autonomous magical handbook, and then Illya's tone became calm in an instant:

"I know, you don't have any reason to continue living now. You live in fear of the dirty inkstone of Matsumoto every day, and you are forced to continue to survive by him. And now, unfortunately, you have been used by the more terrifying me. , But your nature is not a pure and kind weak animal..."

Ignoring Tong Ying's shivering look down her head, Illya held her in her arms~www.ltnovel.com~ patted her on the back and said:

"But, it doesn’t matter. It’s just that the time is not yet. The important people in your life will be waiting for you in the future. Now you, as long as you are forced to break the shackles that hold you under the threat of my terror Yes, otherwise you will leave a shadow in your life..."

Instead of letting that twisted and confused old man ruin this piece of jade, it's better for me to do it myself. This is the answer Illya got.

"And your unused, uncle Yan Ye who died without authorization will assist you in this process..."

Jian Tongying faintly saw the twisted face on the half of the butterfly's wings as if flashing red, and Jian Tong Yanye, who was originally lying on the side, did not know when she had disappeared.

"Then, go, go as I said... If you don't want to see, you can actually close your eyes?"

After speaking the last sentence, Illiya’s figure disappeared in this dream, and the nightmare that had lost the original owner also began to shatter...

She closed her eyes subconsciously, and when she opened it again, besides the dense and densely packed truth named Chonghai, there was also the owner of these insects, who is now the nominal "grandfather". Looking at myself with a very scary smile...

"Oh? This still amazes the old man, is there any wonderful change in the precious material? As early as a year ago, I thought you would never cry again, why this time coma..."

"Grandpa..." Jian Tongying lowered her head and whispered.

"Huh? You took the initiative to speak, what's the matter? My dear granddaughter."

"Sorry."

As soon as the voice fell, a long spear of purple light coming from nowhere pierced Ma Tong Ying's heart...