Release that Witch

These defeated souls from the soul battlefield are obviously completely accepted by the dream world. The most obvious point is that they clearly have different colors of hair, and their faces are very different from those of urban residents, but no one feels weird.

For example, Roland himself is a long gray hair, with a tall nose and light gray eyes. If placed in the original world, it will definitely attract everyone's attention.

The occupants are now as young as the average person, biting the fritters, rushing with a briefcase and a newspaper, probably going to the company’s early bus; older people are gathered in the open space in front of the apartment building, some Waving the limbs, doing leisurely exercises in the morning, and some playing chess booths, playing chess against the same team.

In addition to the undulating humming, the baby's crying, the hawker's sipping and the early reading from the corridor gradually merged into the morning breeze, mixed with the urban noise from all directions, forming a time belonging to the package. A unique symphony.

This scene full of life makes Roland feel especially missed.

Just then, a woman ran down the alley.

The chopsticks in Roland’s hands shook subconsciously, and the man was Garcia Wimbledon.

I saw her wearing a lightweight sportswear, revealing the white thighs, gray hair tied to the top of the head, and a towel hanging around her neck. The sweat soaked her collar and the fine sweat on her arm, apparently has been running for a long time.

To his surprise, the people in the alleys pointed their eyes at her, and many guys whistled and looked very excited. It was like seeing a star.

And Garcia did not care, the footsteps kept, like the wind through the alley streets, and finally disappeared in the apartment building crossing.

"It's that Garcia!" someone in the powder shop exclaimed.

"I didn't make a mistake. I can see her sooner. As long as the weather is good, she will run here for an hour every day."

"I was the first time I met a character on TV."

"She looks much better than it looks on TV."

"Right, Jiaxia has a big game recently?"

"I support her anyway, I hope she can win the last."

"Crap, she is a genius!"

The surrounding arguments made Roland very surprised. How do you feel that the residents here are familiar with Garcia? What does the game mean? Is it because she is a new star in the sports world?

As the boss came over to clean the table, he drank the last soup and asked out the wallet. "Why, is that woman famous?"

The boss looked at him with a surprised look. "You are not the one who lives here. Who in the street does not know the name of Miss Garcia."

"I just moved in," Roland's curiosity was even heavier. "What is she doing?"

"She is a martial artist!"

"Hey!" He almost didn't squirt his mouth, "cough... what?"

"Hey, you know when you go to watch TV. She is the most famous person in this area. It is because she lives here that we can live here."

"why?"

The boss pointed to Roland and said, "Look there."

He looked back and didn't pay attention to it. Now he found a big word on the wall opposite the alley.

"Demolition?"

"Yeah, the development company has long wanted to demolish the new skyscrapers here, saying that the street is too old, placed in the bustling city of the city with unsightly views, put their shit, this is clearly the cultural heritage building!" Looking for money and sighing, "The gang wants to move us all over the suburbs. If it wasn't for Garcia to shake the matter on TV and win the support of many people, the developers are estimated to have started to catch up."

Roland took a slap in the mouth. "That's really... a bit too much."

"So we all support Miss Garcia," the boss smiled and took the change to his hand. "Since you are a member of the street, it will be her sooner or later!"

......

Although dreams are used to put together some obvious discrepancies, they will use some incredible power, but this is too ridiculous.

What is the Wudou family? New project for the Olympics?

And demolition of the soul of the building? Here you can connect the door to the memory debris, and still live the Creator!

Feelings, he can live here, thanks to the third sister?

Roland returned to Room 0825 with a complicated mood, and Jie Luo just walked out of the bedroom with a sleepy eye.

Her hair was messed up, her dress was crumpled, and her neckline slid down, revealing half a shoulder. "Uncle, are you up? I am going to have breakfast now."

"No, I have eaten it, and I have brought you a meal by the way."

Roland put the fried omelettes, siu mai and milk on the table, then turned on the TV.

Little girl looked down at the table with a puzzled face. "How come you get up earlier?"

"I said that I found a job. Naturally, I can't sleep any more. You have a living expenses at home, and the company has also issued the first salary. You don't have to worry about money for the time being."

"That must be saved, who knows how long you can hold, and the dishes in the refrigerator have not been eaten yet." That being said, Jieluo quickly swept the breakfast.

"Right, do you know Garcia?"

"Of course, Garcia's sister is a genius," she grinned. "I joined the Martial Arts Association at the age of twenty. I heard that there was no defeat in the qualifiers. The classmates regarded her as an idol, but I think It’s boring to call them on the stage."

Let me not say why Jiaxia will be called a sister, but she is an uncle, listening to the little girl, these martial arts homes have also established an organization?

"The martial arts family...has there a lot?"

"There are only a handful," Jie Luo glanced at him. "Uncle, you don't think about it. Not everyone has this talent. Only those who have awakened the power of nature can take this path. And wake up. Just the conditions for entry, no perseverance and perseverance, will eventually become a shackle of power, and plain trouble will bring you a lot of trouble."

"Hey... how do you know so much?"

"Our teacher said, he also said that if you have the illusion of becoming a martial artist, you should do more than two sets of exercises, and then try to be a person who will play a role in society." After she went to the bathroom to wash it, she backed it. I took the bag and walked to the gate. "Today I have to go to class all day, I am leaving."

After Jielu left, Roland reached out and felt the strange power in his heart.

Is this what she calls the power of nature?

He suddenly became interested in the dream world and turned into a power shackle. How does it sound like a magical counterattack? In order to accommodate the memory of the devourer, how does it create a self-consistent rule?

According to the original plan, Roland intended to go to the school library for a stroll.

But now he has new ideas.