Controlling time from Naruto

Next day.

early morning.

A cotttle with a clean and tidy, embroidered with purple butterfly texture, curled into a pile, slowly opened his eyes.

I yawned, sat up, and stretched my body hard.

She smashed her eyes.

Then took a photo.

She is dreaming all night, and the anti-repeated complex is the scene of the day, but the sister's full sword has not confused a situation of hair.

Until now, I woke up, she still feels her heart.

horrible.

fear.

Strange.

The existence of maple night is what she seemed so far, the most difficult to understand.

The butterflies followed the sister, and also participated in the war before a month. On the battlefield, he also visited the 'Original String' s, the strength of the string.

If the power of the other party is horrible, if the columns in the team have learned a higher-level swordsmanship from the truth, there is a problem in attack, I am afraid that even the defense is not done.

but.

It is so horrible to have a sense of horror, and it is completely different from maple night.

If the feeling of the nest is just the 'strong', 'is hard to defeat', then the maple night does not have strong and overcome this concept, but can't understand.

The speed of the other party, a moment of wring away the little girl, a hair of the other party, let Chanel do the best.

This is not allowed to let the butterfly are suspicious, the origin of all the ghosts, the ghost dance of the king, can you achieve this level?

"call……"

The butterfly hugged his knee, leaning on the bed, and she took a breath, put down the distracted distraction, wearing a good clothes.

When I came to the house, I didn't see my sister's monk.

I didn't see my sister in the yard.

She finds a laboratory in the Underground in Butterfly House.

Butterfly hut.

It is not only where she and my sister are in place, but also the medical department of the ghost team, all the ghosts who are injured will be treated here.

In the laboratory in the Underground in Butterfly House, on the one hand, she and my sister are used to study medical skills. On the other hand, she is to study poison, explore all kinds of possibilities of ghosts.

Push the door to the basement.

Chanel is a corner of the laboratory.

"elder sister."

The butterfly is in my heart, then I'm coming in, and calls it.

But this sound is not a response.

The butterfly is slightly strange, I walked towards Chanel, I came to the side, I saw Xiang Nai Huizheng standing in front of a 'microscope', and the whole person is stunned, as if solidification is general.

"elder sister?"

Butterfly is stunned.

But Chanel is still as similar to petrochemical.

Until the butterfly stretched out the hand and touched the sneaked shoulders, this made her fierce, and the whole person took a step back.

She didn't look at the butterflies next to it, but stared at the microscope, and a pair of big eyes were incredible.

The butterfly is in the line of sight.

I will notice that the microscope is placed, the observed thing is a silver-white hair, no doubt, it is the maple night yesterday.

"……What's wrong?"

The butterflies flashed and curious in the eyes of the butterflies, and asked Chanel.

Chanel still can't keep calm and stability, she closed her eyes, breathe it several times, and slowed their mood slowly.

Open your eyes and see a bit shocking in the eyes of the hair.

"Incredible."

"How can there be such a thing in the world ..."

One side.

The butterflies are still looking at my sister, and I still can't help it. She also put her eyes in the first few steps to see the microscope.

Then, her line of sight is also solidified.

The tentative place is a silver white, which covers the entire field of view, in the silver white, countless cells to be described in the inability to describe it.

tidy? Perfect?

These words are not enough to describe it.

Naturally in the sky.

Even such words go to depictting, it seems to still look dark.

The arrangement of the cells seems to contain the truth in the world, and each cell is full of fine texture, and each texture seems to point to the essence of the world.

These textures are intertwined, but also give people a shocking feeling, seemed that every texture represents life itself, each cell is a grand world.

"This ... what is this ..."

The butterfly is shocked.

The vocabulary of the poorest life cannot be described in the heart of her heart.

As a sister of the butterfly housing owner butterfly, as a flower posture, the people who suffer from drugs and medical skills, she cured how many injured people, killing, don't know how many ghosts.

She observed the blood of the ghost, she even took the blood of the sinister of the 12th and the blood of the lower strings, purified from their blood to the deeper 'wonderful blood', and spyed to some secrets of the cascaded cells.

She once shocked.

Because of the random cell.

The vitality and terrible power of the cells are really far beyond imagination. Even if a drop of blood is enough to make ordinary people become a monster that is not dead, a blood can shape a powerful sinar!

The strength and energy contained in the blood, any ghost team can't compare it.

At that time, the butterflies did once, and the unscrupulous cell strength represents the body's limits.

but.

Now her thoughts completely collapsed.

If the wonderful cell represents the limits of the body, what is the meaning of this hair?

Fundamentally unable to measure the gap between the two.

It is like roadside dirty soil, and pure and innocent jade ... No, it is bigger than such a gap, I don't know how much it exceeds, so I can't understand.

Chanel is coming over.

"Before you come, I have tested its nature."

"Since theory, it should be impossible to exist, and the power contained in each cell is more than imagined. If you broke out, you can make a region to be flat."

"But such a vitious energy, but it is firmly compressed in a hair ... No, you should say that it is necessary to keep a hair, this will be ..."

Chanel is complicated.

Yes.

This mortal will never touch the height, even if the spoke and imagination is difficult to see its edge, only one definition can describe its existence - God.

This kind of miracle can only belong to God.

Chanel is not believed in this world. From her parents who have been killed by ghosts, she doesn't believe that there is Shenming, she only believes in myself.

She protects her sister, with the butterfly, and struggles for life step by step, join the ghost team and ghost fight, until today, all of them are all their hands.

She did not rely on god, and she did not pray to God.

But at this moment.

The miracles showed in front of her, showing the boundless west in a small way.

Chanel is to ask, why is Maple Night to watch the countless tragedy of this world, and we must look at the ghost dance.

But she didn't say it.

The butterfly relieves standing next to it, look at the microscope, and look at the sister of the side, look at the complex eyes and destitution of my sister, she gradually understands what.

Her face was revealed, and then took the fist and bite his teeth.

She Hawoo came up.

"Hey! You are watching!"

"Why do you still have to appear in this world! Since you have already thought about everything happened in this world! Why do you have to appear in front of us!"

She didn't have the same patience as Chanel, but holding a small fist.

The invalid anger echoed in the basement.

Did not get any response.

She holds her fist, the chest is constantly upset, breathe, even the complete concentration is not maintained, so I look at the black ceiling, as if I am on the empty night.

The maple and night were also looking at everything that happened here, and also saw the butterflies shouting. I saw her pair of unwillingness, with anger, and the eyes of tears.

But Maple Night is only calm.

Didn't explain what.