"Go back." Yi Cha said. Mo Dong took a step forward and was about to say something when Yi Cha suddenly stepped in front of him and punched him hard in the chest, knocking him away and hitting the rock wall dozens of meters away.
"Hey!" Yama'an shouted anxiously, but he seemed to remember the fear of being strangled and almost suffocated just now. He just glared to check, and then went over to check on Modon's situation.
Moro Yelifu had arrived quickly and was helping Mo Dong up. Yi Cha had already arrived first and kicked the black dragon in the chest again.
There was a roar like the collision of metals, and Moro Yelifu was brought down to the ground. Modon was like a black sunflower that had been hit hard, flying straight in the other direction and falling to the ground. , a few shining black scales were thrown far away. Yi Cha followed him in a moment and landed beside him. The black dragon raised his hand and touched one cheek without making an attack move.
Yi Cha cut the classification again. Feeling that his legs were a little light, he squatted down.
"Echaint!" The other three giant dragons rushed to the side, Moro Yelifu shouted.
"It's okay..." Just as Mo Dong spoke, Yi Cha frowned and punched him several times. The black dragon protected its chest with both arms to avoid Zha's direct attack. Black scales flew in all directions, Mo Dong's body bounced on the ground several times, and the sound of gold and stone finally turned into the sound of hammering sandbags.
"Stop hitting him!" Bolozier shouted.
"Don't move!" The devil's voice roared, and the three dragons were shocked into silence.
I don't know how much time passed, but Yi Cha sat on the side and wiped his sweat. The scales on Mo Dong's arms and chest had been smashed off, revealing a layer of cracked skin. He closed his eyes slightly and looked at the ceiling. The other three dragons all looked at them, expressions of surprise.
"No." Yi Cha grabbed Mo Dong's shoulder with one hand, turned him around, and said to himself, "No."
"No," he said again.
Mo Dong coughed out a breath.
Yi Cha looked at him again.
"What are you doing!" Yamaan said angrily.
"Indeed not." Yi Cha ignored the red dragon and put Mo Dong flat.
"No."
Black Dragon finally answered, his voice was too low to be heard.
"Where did you hide him?" Yi Cha asked, looking at him expressionlessly.
"who is he?"
"The 'him' who made you make this choice. The dark shadow of the conspiracy. The shell ring. The hidden devil. Blue Lewin. Only he would push for this wholesale degeneration.
You were not occupied, did you resist? But you must have been exposed to him. "
Yi Cha tapped his temple, "Otherwise you wouldn't have such thoughts."
Mo Dong tried to speak, but only gasped. Yi Cha put the back of one fist against his forehead and cured him in a short while - it would not have been so easy to treat him in the dragon form, and being weak would have some advantages.
Modon slowly sat up.
"It's okay." He first said to the three dragons with different expressions standing behind Yi Cha, "If he wants to kill me, I will be dead long ago."
The faces of Amazon and Borozier became even more distorted as if they had been hit by a bouncy ball that bounced off the wall. Moroje River also looked at them with an indescribable expression.
"We know," she said shortly. After a few seconds of silence, he tightened his cloak and walked aside.
Heilong turned his head again and faced Yi Cha, "Your behavior will deepen the prejudice. Have you ever thought about this?"
"I'm always prepared to face the consequences."
Yi Cha twitched the corner of his mouth, "Tell me quickly, where is the dark shadow of the conspiracy?"
"I was locked in a confinement dream. Then the dream broke. Just like other dreams."
"When did this happen?"
"Before I had the idea of restarting, anyway."
The black dragon was ready to brush off the scales that had fallen off his body. Yi Cha shook his hand, and the thin connecting thread popped out, and all the scales were pulled by the thread and returned to their places at the same time.
Mo Dong watched this process intently.
Then they stood up together.
"How is it? There should be no doubt now?" Black Dragon asked calmly.
Yi Cha shook his head. "So you think that you have gotten rid of Lan Lewin and that this idea of yours came about on your own?"
"It's hard for me not to think so. And you also proposed a restart." Mo Dong looked at him, "I know who you are."
"Pretty normal since I introduced myself to you."
"I'm not talking about the demon Ichaint."
A meaningful smile flashed across Mo Dong's face.
He lowered his voice, "You are the snooping devil, aren't you? We'd better listen to what the snooping devil proposes."
"The Black Dragon's philosophy is to listen to the devil." Yi Cha laughed.
"To listen or not to listen is a choice. I just choose one of them."
Mo Dong arranged the order of the scales on his wrist and pointed towards the metal door behind him. "Okay. Your misunderstanding about me should be cleared up. There is no shadow of conspiracy on me. I have been in contact with a similar existence, but he has disappeared with the broken dream."
"As for our little conflict just now—" He laughed again. The majesty of the dragon returned to him. "I have also proved with my actions that I will treat you tolerantly and cooperate with your plan during your stay. Everything will go smoothly."
"Are you willing to continue the reboot?"
"Yes."
"I understand." Yi Cha nodded lightly, "Go back now. We'll come back in three days."
Modon didn't react much.
Yamaan was the first to ask, "How is it possible? Three days later?"
"I don't know how many of our kindred can survive another three days." Moroje River said.
"It won't be all of them, and it won't be none of them," Yi Cha said.
"What about restarting?" Mo Dong asked from behind him.
"I had no such plan today. I just wanted to eliminate Lan Lewin's influence."
Yi Cha waved his hand, pulled the thin string, and pulled them back. "Go back. Have a good rest - if you can. I will provide you with another caring help. If you feel that anyone is really losing control, send him to Doshka East Fort - call me to pick him up. OK, let me help you take care of him."
He smiled toothily at them again, and looked at the dragon's face with moth-like uneasiness.
It was obviously a dilemma between dying from insomnia and going crazy or falling into the hands of the devil. They didn't know which one was worse.
Borozier was obviously too frightened to move, so Icha forcibly dragged him away.
He walked faster than when he came. Once he reached the exit of the rift, he quickly threw all the weak dragons on his back and flew up.
In the air, Icha felt that Yamaan was cooperating with Bolozir and quietly approaching his neck. He fluttered his wings and dropped them, then caught them ten inches above the ground.
So far, no more complaints.
After he agreed on the contact method with the three-color dragon, he grabbed Moro Yelifu and flew straight to Dosika East Fort.
"Your behavior today is very unwise." She said after putting the silver dragon down.
Yicha raised his eyebrows and signaled Moroje River to open the castle door.
"Do you think it's strange?"
He seemed not to have heard what Moro Yelifu said and kept talking to himself, "Regarding this dream-breaking sorrow, I have two mysterious helpers. But I can only contact them through dreams."
He said as he walked towards the courtyard.
Moro Yelifu watched helplessly as the devil's figure gradually became transparent and disappeared into the air.
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