Sure enough, it's here again.
A familiar voice, followed by a familiar scent, Feiyue suddenly appeared from the shadow and hugged him without hesitation.
Before Bai Yan could speak, Feiyue eagerly opened her mouth and began to draw blood.
"Thank you for enduring it for so long." Bai Yan sighed again.
Feiyue didn't reply to him, but just absorbed it as much as she could.
Bai Yan didn't know what to say, so he could only stand there and act as a drink machine.
He has gradually become accustomed to this kind of thing...
A few minutes passed, and Bai Yan heard Feiyue's voice.
"No death allowed."
Feiyue suddenly let go of her mouth, as if she was satisfied, stared into his eyes, and ordered very calmly but unquestionably: "As my food, remember, you are absolutely not allowed to die... otherwise I will definitely go crazy."
"Okay, I won't die." Bai Yan nodded helplessly.
"Um… "
Feiyue nodded and continued to draw blood. She seemed a little reluctant to miss Shu and didn't want to leave before tonight.
"senior!"
Maryse's voice came from the corridor.
"You should hide for a while, it won't be good if Maryse finds out." Bai Yan said immediately.
Feiyue had no intention of letting go again, but said calmly:
"Let her go."
Bai Yan tried to push Feiyue away, but severe pain immediately came from his neck, and the other party hugged her very hard.
Feiyue said silently: "Hedonist, you don't want her to find out, right?"
After hearing this, Bai Yan could only sigh, a little helpless.
"Okay... I'll give it a try."
Maryse walked to the door and knocked several times.
"Senior, are you in there? I know you must be in there, right! Otherwise, how could my spiritual power be blocked and unable to detect the situation inside, hehehehe."
The smart little puppy shouted outside.
"Well, don't come in yet." Bai Yan's tone was calm.
"Why?"
As expected, Maryse did not force her way in, but asked the reason outside.
very good.
"Because... I am studying a special ritual in the house. It is very, special. If this ritual is observed, it will become ineffective... and cannot be noticed by anyone other than me."
Bai Yan was talking nonsense.
"Well, then I won't come in."
The elf girl's voice suddenly became calmer.
Maryse was completely more obedient than Bai Yan thought, which made him a little stunned.
Sounds continued outside the door.
"Actually, I will never do anything that my seniors don't want me to do. No matter what my seniors are doing or what their reasons are, I will try to believe and understand them."
For a moment, Bai Yan was speechless.
After all, Maryse did not force her way through the door, but turned around and left.
Feiyue had absorbed enough blood, and her originally expressionless face was filled with satisfaction.
"She listens to you."
"Yeah." Bai Yan nodded meaningfully.
Feiyue continued: "You... shouldn't lie to her."
Bai Yan was stunned for a long time and couldn't help but said: "Aren't you the one who asked me to trick her into leaving?"
"I just want her to leave, not for you to lie to her... Deception is a very common method for you. Even when you face people you trust and people who trust you, you don't trust them."
"You are very arrogant... Even if you are nice to others, you still have to follow your own ideas."
Feiyue's tone was very calm, but it was as if she was saying something that did not require refutation. It was very calm.
Bai Yan fell into silence, smiled slightly, and said no more.
"I don't like being lied to, so you can neither die nor lie to me in the future."
Feiyue's eyes were so intense at this moment that Bai Yan didn't know how to reply to her.
Originally, he just opened his mouth to say "yes" but now he couldn't say it, but he didn't want to say "no".
The blood contains the power of the soul. The blood blends again and again, gradually allowing the two souls to merge and influence each other, and the relationship becomes closer and closer.
Feiyue is a dependent of the "savior" Bai Yan.
Even tens of millions of years later, her descendants still have special feelings when facing Bai Yan, let alone herself.
The intimacy between the two of them was already beyond the norm.
Bai Yan knew deeply that Feiyue would never be able to leave him in the countless years to come.
"It's okay if you don't answer me. At least you didn't lie to me again."
Feiyue didn't turn around when she left.
——
night.
In the spell props shop, the owner, who looked like a beautiful woman, sat silently in front of the counter, frowning slightly.
What does that dream mean
He knew that the dreams of extraordinary beings had meaning, and his frequent dreams of Blank Fire must not be just aimless.
However, the shop owner couldn't figure out the specific reason because he had never heard of this kind of blank fire.
At the same time, the store manager also vaguely knew that the person who found him before was definitely unusual.
The City of Time String is the place where the Sky League's extraordinarys gather the most. There are even double digits of monarch-level extraordinarys who have been resident for a long time, but there are only a few who can control themselves casually.
The shopkeeper said to himself: "Well, he looks strange, so he is a strong man from outside... other cities in the Air Alliance."
"City of Time, is something going to happen..."
At this moment, he sensed a very powerful aura and subconsciously became nervous.
"who?"
The store door slowly opened, and the person who walked in from the deep night outside was not a human, but a tall, white-haired lion orc.
The shopkeeper's eyelids jumped and he recognized the other party as "the highest iron wall of the Sky Alliance", one of the legendary guards!
"strength"
The shop owner took a deep breath and tried to stay calm, but then he couldn't hold himself any longer.
"how come… "
After a while, the guards who usually rarely acted in groups suddenly stood in his shop like cabbage. The man standing in the middle dazzled the shop owner.
The strongest man in the Sky Alliance, the world...
"I...did you come to me because of that dream?" the shop owner said in a trembling tone.
"good."
As the world answered, the shopkeeper gradually felt sleepy, subconsciously alert, wanting to resist, but unable to do anything...
"What do you want..."
"boom."
The owner fell asleep on the counter.
Everyone from the Tower of Babel also walked in, and everyone gathered around the shop owner in silence. The originally monarch-level transcendent had lost all credibility in front of these two groups of people.
Become a tool for dreaming.
"Strength, justice, your spirit is relatively weak, stay in the real world, let's go to that dimension."
Mr. World said calmly.
Bai Yan also signaled Feiyue to stay in the real world.
Mu Zhen, Maryse, Aaron and themselves went to the dream dimension together.
After hearing this, Feiyue glanced at him and said, "Be careful, don't die... Once the soul is destroyed, it cannot be resurrected."
Maryse's face was expressionless.
She didn't use her spiritual power to detect the situation in her senior's room just now, but she discovered that among her companions... only Feiyue was not in her room.
By the way, "Blue Hidden" Carol has never appeared, and even the guards are unaware of her existence.
In fact, Carol has always followed everyone in the void dimension, which is what the "Savior" requires.
As the sky became darker and darker, the hermit silently placed candles in the corner of the shop, smeared the black blood of alien beasts on the ground, and drew the special magic circle needed for the dream ritual.
When everything was ready, everyone present who needed to enter the dreamland stood beside the comatose shop owner.
The scene looked like some kind of evil ritual, and the poor sleeping shop owner seemed like a harmless and pathetic sacrifice.
But in fact this was not the case. The shopkeeper was also a famous character in his early years.
Bai Yan observed everything here silently.
Except for himself, no one knows that Bai Yan here is just an incarnation.
The real Bai Yan is still sitting inside the Tower of Babel, calmly observing the progress of everything... Just kidding, even with basic cooperation and trust, he does not intend to expose his body to dangers of this level in the "world".
Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.
Bai Yan sat on the throne in the Tower of Babel, resting his chin calmly with one hand and placing the other hand gently on the edge, while his mobile phone floated quietly in front of him.
"The world of dreams."
"The world of emptiness."
"The path that leads me is not here."
The hermit, this old man exuding a mysterious temperament, murmured to himself, power was transmitted in the air, and the ritual of entering the dream was quickly started, and invisible sleepiness rushed to everyone around him.
After a while, Bai Yan could feel himself falling.
Falling.
Falling.
The body is moving downwards.
come down.
All the scenery around him was changing, and during this process, Bai Yan remained awake and understood that he was having a dream.
In other words, sneaking into another person's dream.
The next moment, he opened his eyes.
Bai Yan found that he was still standing in the shop of spell props, but everyone around him had disappeared, and he was the only one left in the shop.
All the furnishings and props are clearly visible and completely consistent with their reality.
No, no, I was dreaming.
Bai Yan smiled and followed the formal process of sneaking into a dream, giving himself a psychological hint.
Although he felt that it should be impossible for him to get lost.
"Bai Yan, from now on you must remember that you are just dreaming and you cannot get lost."