Sona is not stupid. She often improvises songs based on her mood and atmosphere at concerts. It is impossible for a performer of this level to improvise because he has a bad mind and can't remember the melody, right?

But now there have been too many unprecedented situations, which have caused her to have a little overload of her pig brain. It is not that she has allocated all the nutrients that were originally used for brain development to her chest.

Look, her head can hit the ceiling, and Poluo can fall to the ground, but the Guqin is held in her hand. This is enough to prove that she still remembers to protect her most important things, and the rest will have to wait until she gets used to it.

When Sona reacted, she picked up Poluo first, and then solemnly apologized to Saina. After getting the other party's forgiveness, her forehead did not hurt as much as it was at the beginning.

Senna likes Sona very much. Her manners are elegant, but she is not as arrogant and arrogant as a noble and a great performer. Perhaps because of her birth and experience, she has less pride and more humility. Even if she can't speak, as long as she smiles, she feels like the spring breeze of Aionia.

After asking Senasuke if she minded, she started chatting with the people in the group while rubbing Poluo, experiencing this novel text magic.

At present, the people who chat with her are very warm and friendly. She likes the atmosphere here, and the worries of leaving home relaxed inadvertently. She said a lot, as if she was going to say everything she hadn't said in her life.

In the cafe, Zell felt relieved when he saw Sona had left Xiong. Although Sona was not typing fast, the messages were output one by one stably, followed by the goddess tears. Once they got better, press qwe.

People, the more they lack, the more they like to show off. In this kind of revengeful chat, Zell may see 99+ as soon as he started a group chat.

It's OK, it's better to be lively.

Zell turned the book a few pages and came to Shadow Island from the perspective.

It was dark and thunderous. You could tell at a glance where April was hiding in another corner.

"April, come out and let me see you."

April crawled out from under a stone slab as he said, and was able to hide than the rats stealing food at home. It searched around nearby, as if wondering how Zell found it.

"Are you hungry?"

"Ji." April's answer was not hungry.

Except for the time when I first came to Shadow Island, I was not hungry again, Xiao Siyue never went hungry again. It scared ghosts everywhere and turned fear into energy to reliance on its own, so even though Foyego was in charge of its snacks, it was completely impossible to use it. April was very Buddhist about catching things other than hiding. Even if the snacks were in a good mood, they would go back to eat a few pieces. When they were in a bad mood, they just found a place where no one disturbed them. They would go crazy when they looked for Foyego.

"Come on, please give me this thing to Foyego." Through the portal, Zell handed over the mirror holding to April. The latter summoned the Mist Spirit and flew up with him. His short limbs dragged the mirror holding him, and slowly flew towards the center of Shadow Island like a silent ghost.

In the broken hall, Foyego sat alone on the charred throne, lowering his head, allowing his hanging hair to block the surrounding view.

April is gone again, and he is waiting for the Black Mist to send him the news back.

Originally, he finally found April and served him with delicious food and drink. He was about to let it spit out the pages and say a few words to Isuld, but April suddenly yawned.

You said you should go to bed, but he fell asleep with his throne, which made him have no place to sit. Foyego could easily collapse the wall and reorganize it into a broken throne, but if it was too loud, it would be a big deal until April. Now he is not a noble king, just a humble shoveler. The master wants you to sleep on your chair. Do you dare not let him go as a slave?

He was idle and looked at April's sleeping position and was actually a little sleepy.

A dead soul actually gets sleepy? It's really strange. Foyego didn't know what happened, so he slowly closed his eyes. This sleep was more comfortable than the previous thousand years of sleep. The only thing that was annoying was that when he opened his eyes, he found that Xiao Siyue had disappeared again.

Now he started looking for April again. He found a sleep and woke up. He felt that he was about to fall into a strange cycle.

Suddenly, he noticed a small figure floating by in front of him. If it weren't April, who could it be? He just didn't know how it escaped the search of the black fog and came and went freely in this huge palace.

"April, you're finally back. Are you hungry?"

Foyego was overjoyed, and April came back only a few times. With his order, he let the Wu Ling fill the snacks in front of April.

April passed by and drizzled over, and then Foyego noticed it holding a hand-held mirror.

"This is..." Foyego took the rusted hand-held mirror and his hands trembled.

I thought April had just dragged something back and gave him a perfunctory way, but after all, in order to talk to Isuld in April, he was so humble in April's attitude towards him, and it would be enough to satisfy him if a little bit of improvement.

But unexpectedly, April actually brought him a big gift he had always dreamed of.

Foyego's hands stopped trembling. He controlled the black mist to suck out the soul fragments in the Horcrux. A ball of light floated out from the rusted brass mirror, twisting in front of him into the spirit of a young woman.

He saw Isuld holding a mirror, tilting his head and combing his long hair that fell from his shoulders. He was wearing a simple work suit, but it was still so charming.

Although this was just a silhouette of her, it quickly shrank into a light ball and penetrated into Poluo's body, which was enough to make Foyego ecstatic.

Shortly after handing over the Horcrux to April, Zell received a private chat from Foyego.

The King of Defeated: If you need help in finding the Horcrux, I can help you with anything, but the premise is that you first let the queen allow me to spread the black fog outside the Shadow Island.

Zell glanced at it and replied with "Oh". Then he switched his perspective to Foyego and saw him racking his brains to the pages of the book to figure out the meaning of the word "Oh".

Should I agree or not? What does this mean?

Zell smiled and shook his head. This ruined king was quite easy to deal with and easily gained his support.

However, although Foyego is powerful, his power is extremely evil. He can only control the spread of the black fog. Once the terrifying undead in the fog is too far away, he will do it all by instinct and will never let any creature along the way go, so use it with caution.

If you encounter something more evil, consider using it to fight poison with poison. It would be better for Foyego to stay in Shadow Island to play the collection card. If it weren't for the technology, Zell would have liked Pin Xixi to subdivide Isuld's soul fragments, so that he would never be able to gather his wife.

Isuld: Are you in trouble?
Chapter completed!