In the principal's office, Hinata looked speechlessly at the frontline members who had nothing to do. Without Wu Hen by his side, everything seemed so boring.
"Seriously, is this a primary school? It's just a bunch of little ghosts." Hinata sighed.
Naoi, who was reading beside him, was unhappy and closed his book."Are you talking about me?! I'm a god!" Naoki directly took the blame on himself.
"Ah, you're still saying that! To think that you were still hugging Wu Hen and crying like a mess at that time!”Hinata said with some disdain.
"Who did you say was crying?" Naoi suddenly approached Hinata." You're the one crying! Go and discover the talent of the laundry clip, and then sigh for yourself, who is not even as good as the laundry clip!”Naoi used hypnosis and stared at Hinata with red eyes. Then, he threw a laundry clip on the table beside him.
Hyuga stared at the laundry clip, then exaggeratedly gave up on himself, hugging his head and crying. Naoki snorted in satisfaction.
"You, don't use hypnosis as a tool to vent your anger!”Wu Hen lifted Naoi's collar.
"Good morning, Wu Hen!" Naoi greeted Wu Hen with a smile, but…it was already noon…
" Then what's going on?!" Wu Hen glanced at Hyuga, who was hugging his head and crying.
"They came to me first. I just tried my best to deal with them.”
"It's done there! " A grown man is kneeling down and crying…" He looked at the exaggerated Hinata speechlessly.
"Wuhen, Naoi, I have something to tell you.”Wanderer shouted from the other side.
"What is it? You called us here?" Wu Hen looked at the quiet staff office.
"Naoi-kun, try to recover Wuhen's lost memories.”Wandering Ion went straight to the point. Wu Hen had once said that he had also lost a part of his memory, but it was something from the past.
"How dare you order me around! From just now! Who do you think you are!" Naoki was unhappy, except for Wu Hen. He doesn't listen to anyone
"It's your boss! Which was his superior! Be obedient and listen to her orders." Wu Hen patted Naoi's back and said.
" You mean my memories?!" The memory of losing his heart was something that Wu Hen could choose to not have. Because Wu Hen was living a good life now.
"Yes, your memories. Naoi-kun's hypnosis is the real deal, so you should be able to regain your lost memories.”Isamu had a deep understanding of Naoi's hypnosis.
Naoki looked like he was deep in thought. As long as it was something beneficial to Wuhen, he would unconditionally obey and support her."I see. In that case, I want to do my part.”
"Wait a minute, don't make such a decision!”
"Why? Do you want to never remember?”Wanderer looked at Wu Hen worriedly.
"Is it because I will lose my current life after I recover my memory?”Wu Hen was stunned. He suddenly realized," So, I like living with everyone so much. But, after I take back the past, can I still live with everyone like now?”Wu Hen thought of the happy days with the frontline members and was worried and afraid…
"Lord Wuhen!" Drifting Child called out to the lost Traceless.
"I understand." Wu Hen had no choice but to compromise.
"No matter what kind of past you see, please don't lose yourself.”Naoi took off his hat and held Wu Hen's hand." No matter what you become, I'll always be your companion.”Then, she gave Wu Hen a gentle smile.
Wu Hen was speechless. This was definitely a scene of gay friends. Wu Hen stared at Naoi without saying anything.
" Please say something…" Naoki felt awkward.
"I'm also your companion, don't worry.”Wanderer could probably tell that Wu Hen was worried.
"Yes, I'm relieved." Wu Hen immediately responded.”
Naoki was stunned. What was this difference! Forget it…"
Wu Hen and Naoi sat on one side.
"Then, it's time to begin." Naoki reminded him and activated Hypnosis. Of course, with his half-baked so-called hypnotism, how could it be so powerful without other powers? Wu Hen slowly entered his memories.
“……”
This was an abandoned space, a piece of " abandoned " land. This was the only feeling he gave off.
The hazy sky seemed to be within reach. The black soil without a trace of life, the pale white " stones " and " sticks " that stood in a forest, and the brown rock layers that protruded from the ground in a strange posture, towering like ferocious monsters, and the cold wind that blew like blades. They were all gray.
This was a single, colorless world. It was a place that was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating.
A gray, ethereal spherical substance was wandering in this space, and then carefully landed on a " stone." Even though she didn't have a body, she still felt soft.!!
He looked at the " stone " vigilantly for a long time until he realized that it was no longer a threat. The spherical substance moved closer and found that the shape of the end of the "stone" was like a human head wearing a helmet. There was a lifelike face carved on it. The meticulous facial expression suddenly added a strange atmosphere to this dark space.
Still in shock, he took a deep breath of the turbid air, then calmed down and took a closer look. Only then did he realize that this wasn't a stone at all. It was clearly a human corpse with flesh and blood!!
This strange corpse seemed to have retained the posture before it died. Its body was covered in armor and a sealed helmet, leaving only a small part of its face outside. The armor he was wearing was fine and compact, and the carvings were very exquisite. The smooth and beautiful lines made people know that it was not an ordinary item at a glance, but it was unknown how many years it had been wasted. The divine equipment on their bodies had all rusted. Even the corpses seemed to be a part of the surface.
With this realization, the entire world seemed to have become completely different. Those " stones " that were like pebbles on the beach were all corpses?! Those lying on the ground. Squatting, standing, tightly tied together by something like a " stick ", or even stacked together... All of them were corpses!!？
However, this was not the most surprising thing. These human corpses, no, they were not human. They were not humans.
Most of them had wings on their backs. Even if they did not have wings, they still looked different from humans. This was hard to explain, just like how it was easy to distinguish between Chinese and Westerners.
In some western novels, they should have another name-angels! Demons!
This was the graveyard of angels and demons. In the distance, there were things that looked like tombstones in the graveyard. They should be countless weapons. Because most of them were swords, they looked like wooden sticks or chopsticks from afar.
(Now the author is digging a big hole.)）
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