Why do you want to call me

There are far fewer people on the street, and there are no street lights on the street, so it is pitch black, and the road can only be seen clearly by the moonlight.

Things like street lamps only exist in noble and rich areas.

The shadows of the buildings overlapped one after another, which made people feel extremely depressed, as if they were surrounded here and could not break free.

Feeling something hard in his arms, it was the big boss who asked everyone to take it with him.

Recalling the strange remarks of the big boss and the mystery in the rumors, he seemed to have a glimmer of understanding.

The flow of people is much less now, but at least he can't go home until the normal off-duty time.

……

Ji Yan walked slowly on the street, moving towards his home.

Along the way, you can see signs for rent hanging outside some houses on this street, and there seem to be many fewer people.

Walking to the door of the house, Ji Yan was about to take out the key, but saw a gap in the door.

He immediately became vigilant, wondering if the house was attracting thieves.

I can think of the strange and mysterious items in the room. Although I am not very good at fighting, I look like I have low strength.

But that is also for warlocks. Facing ordinary people, these can be treated as demons.

After all, chairs with tentacles are hard to find.

Ji Yan used the spells he learned in today's class to condense the mysterious factors in his hands, and a flame quietly lit up.

The appearance is a relatively normal flame, but this is just a cover-up, its purpose is to cover up the real thing in it——

Evening Fire.

This is to prevent someone from being able to recognize it, otherwise it will be troublesome.

There's nothing more troublesome than being tainted by a cult.

In the erratic flames, there is a group of orange-yellow flames that can be vaguely seen.

Although it is only a flame, its lethality cannot be underestimated.

As for Ji Yan's body protection, with the heart of the ocean, he simply didn't waste some mysterious factors on protection spells.

The moment he was about to open the door and enter.

The door opened by itself.

Then Ji Yan met a blurry shadow.

Shadow: (°ー°〃)

In the silent silence of each other, Ji Yan quietly dispersed the light in his palm, then straightened his face, showing his majesty as the head of the family.

The dark shadow opened the door, and after Ji Yan entered, he quietly closed it.

The warm yellow light continuously and steadily illuminated the room. When Ji Yan walked into the room, he looked up and saw a table of delicious dishes.

Its color and fragrance are complete, as if it can hook out the gluttons in the stomach.

After closing the door, the shadow turned into a pool of flowing black shadows, entered the kitchen, and brought out plates of fragrant dishes.

Ji Yan looked at the shadow's movements with some curiosity for a while, but he didn't stop him, but watched from the side.

Finally, the dishes on the table could no longer be piled up, and the shadow stopped moving.

Then he came behind Ji Yan, like a hard-working butler, ready to serve Ji Yan for dinner.

Ji Yan sat on the seat opened by the shadow, and was slowly pushed in by it.

During this process, Ji Yan didn't feel the slightest trembling, which shows that the shadow's control over strength has reached the point of perfection.

So why does it have a soft spot for being a chef?This is still a question that Ji Yan is more confused about.

He turned his head to look at the shadow, but found that it seemed to have a hint of uneasiness.

Shadow: o﹏o

Although the overall shadow is so dark that it can blend into the night, and it is hazy and indistinct, it does not affect Ji Yan's ability to perceive its emotions.

He took another look at the unfinished food, and then asked Shadow directly.

"Is there anything you need my help with?"

Shadow quickly shook his head, and conveyed a pitiful expression, which seemed to contain apology.

Ji Yan felt that this emotion was a little confusing for a while, so where did it provoke me?

But soon, he knew the answer.

Looking at the crystal with a crack in front of him, Ji Yan couldn't help but help his forehead.

Then his eyes turned to the other side with his head down, looking a little pitiful.

"So you broke it?"

To be honest, Ji Yan doesn't care too much about the quality of this crystal, what he really cares about is the flame inside.

Thinking of the introduction of the system, he felt a little headache.

This is something that has the potential to destroy the world, why is there a problem.

"Ding-dong-"

"Someone started a video chat with you."

"Will you answer?"

Chapter 58 Alice Selling Matches

"Alice Messiah started a video chat with you."

An azure blue panel unfolded in front of Ji Yan, on which there was a cute portrait, jumping up and down non-stop.

At the same time, the originally empty background was replaced with a picture of an octopus at some point.

Ji Yan looked familiar, but when he saw the disc with cracks under it, he suddenly came to his senses.

This was actually information from the second account.

After getting this account, Ji Yan thought it would take a long time before he could use it.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, a message was sent.

Looking at the summoner, it turned out to be a little girl less than ten years old.

Ji Yan glanced at the shadow, it was looking at itself nervously, as if worried about breaking the owner's things, but it didn't see the system panel in front of Ji Yan's eyes.

shadow:(.?_?.)

From the perception, it can be found that it has been conveying emotions such as panic and guilt, rather than curiosity.

After pondering for a while, Ji Yan instructed it: "Put away your things first,"

This crystal was obtained from Darren before.

A Flame of Fire: Do you know what a match can ignite?It can be a candle in the dark night, or a cigar at a ball; it can be the shining stars in the sky, or it can be the dark world on the ground.If it were you, what would you ignite?

Ji Yan turned his gaze back to the jumping avatar, thought for a while, and then decisively clicked to answer.

There was silence in the living room, as if time had frozen here.

Shadow lowered his head and obediently put his things away, and when he returned to Ji Yan's side, he found that he had already been lying on the sofa at some point.

It looked at the untouched food on the table, then tilted its head to look at Ji Yan who seemed to be falling asleep.

Then it starts to stand still and think.

A few minutes passed, and it seemed to think of something.

The whole body seems to transmit happy emotions to the outside world.

It turned into a pool of flowing liquid, touched the second floor, and came to Ji Yan's bedroom door.

Then slip through the crack in the door.

After a while, the door opened, and a chair figure appeared at the door, followed by a blurry shadow.

The chair seemed to be speechless to the shadow, but under the shadow's urging, it slowly went downstairs with its own tentacles and came to the living room.

Looking at the unconscious Ji Yan in front of him, the chair stretched out a brown-red tentacle to straighten his posture so as not to fall off the sofa.

At the same time, the position was adjusted so that Ji Yan could lie down more comfortably.

Then he took out a thin blanket from the bedroom and covered Ji Yan.

The chair looked at the steaming food on the table, stretched out two tentacles, and then interlaced each other, as if forming a seal.

Its speed was extremely fast, and only a few afterimages were seen flying across the air.

A white hazy mist was formed, and it shrouded the table, after which the heat loss of the food almost stopped.

Seeing that he didn't seem to have anything to do with him, Ying could only huddle beside Ji Yan, using his ability to devour everything to block some flying mosquitoes.

……

Wallif, the capital of the Solomon Empire.

At night, a gust of cold wind blows at unknown time, and then pure white ice crystals fall down.

The snow is as light as fine salt sprinkled into the sky, flying all over the sky, and then falling like rain, decorating the whole city into a fairy-tale world of ice and snow.

The weather began to turn severe cold, and most people walking on the street looked worried and hurried on their feet.

Since the martial law in the city, everyone's heart seems to be cast a shadow.

Although they didn't know exactly what happened, they could vaguely detect something unusual through the various movements of the empire.

But this is not something they can touch, so most people are worried about whether their lives will be affected by it.

But when I think of arriving at home, I can sit by the warm fireplace, holding steaming coffee in my hand, next to my family, a scene of joy and harmony.

Their anxious emotions seemed to be much better, and the fatigue between their brows and eyes was like ice and snow, slowly melting away when they touched the warmth.

"Matches for sale! Matches for sale!"

"Would any gentleman or lady want to buy a box of matches?"

Under the bright light, there was a tattered little girl walking on the street, yelling helplessly.

The clothes on her body are so big that they can cover her whole body.

But this did not bring her the slightest warmth, because there were many dilapidated holes on it, and although traces of repairs could be seen, it was of no use.

In such a cold winter, only two clothes are obviously not enough.

A bluish-red color had already appeared on the little girl's fair face, which was the trace of being frozen.

"Sir, would you like a box of matches?"

Seeing someone pulling out a pipe, the little girl immediately chased after him.

She wears a pair of slippers on her little feet. The size of the slippers is very large. When walking, she has to be careful whether it will fall off every now and then.

Because of this, when the little girl was chasing after her, one of the slippers, which were too big for her, fell off, and then she was accidentally tripped over and fell hard. Snowflakes on the slate.

When the little girl struggled to support herself with her hands and raised her head, there was already a shocking bloodstain on her baby-fat face.

Due to the roughness of the slate, there were also serious scratches on the elbow, and several bright red marks could be seen.

But the little girl didn't care about the scars on her body. She wanted to catch up with the customer who was likely to buy matches.

But when she stood up, she saw that the gentleman had already bought a box of matches elsewhere.

The little girl's hands were almost frozen, and she was holding the matches in her pocket tightly. Her eyes were full of confusion.

"Dear sirs and ladies, please buy a box of matches..."

The little girl's yelling continued to ring out in the street. She had only sold a few boxes of matches today, and she couldn't even pay for her meals.

The sky is getting darker and the temperature is getting colder.

The little girl's body was already covered with snowflakes, some of which slowly turned into water stains due to the temperature of her body, seeping into the tattered coat.

The wounds on his face seemed to have been frozen, but still maintained a bright red color.

She has lost some consciousness and can't feel any pain.