Shirley's outstretched hand dropped weakly, watching helplessly as Andy's back disappeared from sight.
When a smile almost appeared on her face, Shirley pulled the corners of her mouth back with her fingers.
It's not over yet, Andy said he would be back soon, he would be back, and he would be back in time again.
The urge to laugh became stronger and stronger.
Shirley stood quietly and let it finish laughing.
This time she opened her eyes and saw some people with worried faces, some screaming, some shouting, and some trying their best to comfort them, saying that they might not be in danger.
It was as if the smile she just saw was her imagination.
"I must come back." Shirley thought.
Like a hard-hearted person, she showed no sign of compassion and watched silently as the two girls explored the manor.
Everyone says they won't necessarily be in danger, but everyone knows they might just gravitate to the worst side.
Under the watch of everyone, Scarlett and the two accidentally opened the cellar door and fell into the hell manor on the other side.
Fortunately, the two people did not immediately attract the attention of the lost soul when they fell.
The two of them hid under the trees in the manor and glanced at the lost souls wandering in the manor through the trees.
"We seem to have discovered something incredible." Aya grabbed Scarlett and said softly.
Scarlett asked quietly: "Sister Aya, where are we and what are they?" She didn't dare to look more, but she kept stealing glances.
"It should be in a certain narrow room, they are the lost souls."
"A narrow room?"
"The temporary passages between planes and the large-scale demonic invasions recorded in the past were all achieved through large and stable narrow spaces."
"Will they invade the North?"
"It's hard to say, but they are definitely planning something. If these things get out, it will be a disaster for Wangyue City."
"Let's go back and tell my dad the news, let him kill these bad guys and block this place."
"That's very well said, little Carrie. The question is how are we going to get back now."
"Sister, can't you take me back secretly like you just did?"
Aya shook her head, "The movement of us coming in has disturbed the existence here. Look at those lost souls. They have blocked the door leading to the real world from the narrow room and started looking for us."
"Are we waiting here for brother Andy to come?"
"He doesn't know that we entered here by mistake. If he thinks we have gone back, the Lost Souls have already started looking for us. I have a better idea: I will make you invisible, and I will go out to attract the enemy's attention later.
Force, you take advantage of the chaos to run out and look for reinforcements."
Scarlett refused without thinking this time, "Sister, the Wolf family is not a coward. I have already abandoned you once."
"This is not abandoning me, you are saving me. Think about it just now, if you hadn't made the right decision, both of us would have died at the mouth of the devil."
Scarlett still shook her head, "But if you were just a little bit later, sister, you would have died."
"You're not dead, are you? Go and do something really useful. Andy might be looking for us outside. You can bring him to rescue me soon."
"Sister, you will die."
"No, the Lost Souls are much weaker than the two real demons just now, and they have no brains. I can last for a long time."
Seeing the hesitation on Scarlett's face, Aya made her invisible and said, "Even if you don't believe me, do you believe your brother Andy? He will save me."
Scarlett finally nodded heavily.
Aya didn't waste any more time and emerged from the bushes. After using her invisibility to stay away from Scarlett, violent fluctuations of magic energy came from her body.
In an instant, the lost souls on the surface of the entire manor were like sharks smelling blood, swarming over from all over.
Including the group that patrolled around the door that Aya mentioned earlier.
Scarlett ran wildly.
Aya looked at the dark soulless man with all kinds of flames in his eyes, flicked his hands, and the light blade popped out and rushed into the crowd.
The body is flying like a butterfly, and the two light blades are like scale powder scattered on the wings, gorgeous and dangerous.
In the blink of an eye, the row of lost souls in front of her fell down like straw.
Before the additional lost souls formed an encirclement, Aya turned around and fled, leaving a group of monsters behind.
But there are too many lost souls surrounding her, and the place is too small. No matter how keen she is, she will inevitably fall into a situation where she is surrounded by enemies from all sides.
Fortunately, Aya would choose the weak point every time and cut her way out neatly.
However, after a long battle, her physical strength declined rapidly, her speed became slower and slower, and she became more and more likely to be surrounded. Being surrounded and breaking out reduced her little remaining physical strength.
Shirley looked at Aya and the people in the tavern.
Most of them have gotten over the initial shock and fear. After discovering that this thing will not harm anyone, they start to have more ideas of their own.
Some people are still screaming, but some people have already begun to talk about what they would do if they were themselves.
And every scream or analysis they made meant that the girl in the virtual image in their eyes was hurt.
Shirley watched with worry as Aya ran staggeringly. The blood seeping from the wound on her shoulder flowed along her arm to the back of her hand, and then dripped from her fingers, falling onto the trampled green grass of the manor, and then fell from the grass to
There was some dust scattered in the soil.
Behind her, the lost souls like walking corpses were still like an endless undercurrent, with eyes burning with various colors of fire rising and falling among them, but they were always firmly fixed on Aya.
Once again, the lost souls blocked Aya from everywhere.
The flowing light blade in Aya's hand was as gorgeous as new. Ignoring her own injuries, she took a bow and crouched slightly, kicked off the ground and rushed forward, once again hitting the incoming undercurrent like an arrow from a string.
This time, the light failed to penetrate the darkness all at once.
Shirley watched the lost souls come crawling, rolling, jumping, etc., like a dark wall thickened layer by layer.
The light still shines, but it shrinks amid the approaching darkness.
Shirley's throat was gradually pinched by silent fear, and a smile began to rise from the corners of her mouth again.
I mean, this is right.
No, no, there is Scarlett, she ran away with hope, she will come back with Andy.
As if he wanted her to give up, when the light became increasingly dim, the perspective suddenly turned to the abandoned manor in the present world.
Scarlett's little wolf was running towards the Wolf Castle, and she was calling Andy's name while running towards the entrance of the manor.
But after running a few steps, she slipped and fell to the ground.
The little girl's eyes suddenly turned red, tears slid down her cheeks, and dripped from her chin to her chest. She got up and continued running towards the door of the manor.
It's as if you can be saved by running there.
But Shirley already knew that it was empty there, except for the leaves rustling in the wind.
Amid screams, begging, praying, and wild laughter of hope, the corners of Shirley's mouth rose again.
The sad smiling faces and inflected laughter seemed to be speaking in unison.
No matter how good the story is, it is just a story.
A drowning person cannot be saved by a reed.
Hope only brings deeper despair.
The real joy is to see the rotten flesh broken by climbers.