Yi Cha's lucid dream of crossing Luoyue Lake again. Nuoluoer still talked and traded with him in the form of the Featherless One's endorsement.
Never use classification methods to evaluate her. He suppressed the desire to know more. The featherless ones should have higher control over the rules they have implanted.
He wonders if their fragile contract has broken down.
"I can't tell you when I have nothing." Norole sat on the rocks by the lake with her legs crossed, her back facing her, just like before. Her voice was Sariel's.
Yi Cha had no intention of walking up to her.
"then what should we do?"
"You suspended the classification method, and you haven't handed over the Heart of Flame Destruction to me yet. I don't know what to do."
"One deal at a time. Tell me the location of the son of the Dream Maker's cradle plane. What can I get in exchange?"
"Ah..." Norole sighed softly, "You helped me to stop me."
"Obviously. So do you. We knew it from the beginning, why did it suddenly come out so clearly?"
The water fairy put her head softly on her knees and remained silent.
"Give me a suggestion, I'm tired," she said.
I can hand over the golden dream of Nesis. Yi Cha suddenly had a crazy idea.
"Don't sell me out." Nesis's sincere voice sounded in his mind.
"I can tell you the location of Lan Lewin's soul in the Dream Maker's Cradle. If you want the Son of the Plane to absorb him, I will not stop it." Yi Cha finally said.
Norole let out a bubbly chuckle.
"Help me. Don't grab my hand and chop someone else."
She rocked her body back and forth. This innocent behavior was even more bizarre in the context of Sariel's voice.
"Unless that guy is also the one you want to kill." Yi Cha said.
"That's right, that's right." Norole swayed back and forth, her movements getting wider and wider, and she almost fell off the rock. Yi Cha frowned and looked at her.
She suddenly raised her hands high.
"Okay! I agree." She said briskly, "Deal!"
A white feather fell from the sky and fell into the palm of his hand. He took a look at it, memorized the information, lit it on fire, and waved it down.
"make a deal."
He was ready to leave.
"Don't set fire in the forest. This is not good." Norole said behind him.
Yi Cha turned around suddenly and saw Noroer turning around as well, with a pair of moist dark blue eyes wide open and bright.
Noroer chuckled.
She used her own voice.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" The water fairy combed her long hair and made a pose. "Why are you standing there? I said, after being used as a sounding board for so long, you should finally react. It's me who is talking to you now. Can I say a few words to you?"
"I didn't expect you to react." Yi looked at her and said.
It is hard to believe that Norole's pretty, naughty and clever look was disguised by Sariel - he never thought that he could have such hobbies. But it seems impossible that a small water fairy can break free from the control of the Panplane God.
"Thanks to my lovely daughter Leche." Nuo Luoer's eyebrows were crescent, and her words were filled with love and affection. "She is my second body, unexpected. With her, I feel that my brain is much more flexible."
As if in response to her words, a girl's little head emerged from the lake and quickly dived into the water.
Does the existence of Leche preserve Norole's consciousness and perception outside the subject? I thought as I looked at the place where the girl's head disappeared.
"congratulations."
He thought for a second and said, "What are you going to tell me?"
"The main material plane is in chaos."
Norole pushed her hair back, exposing the bright scales on her temples. "Everyone is fighting for it."
"normal."
"Your students have caused a lot of trouble. You don't care? You don't want to care?"
Norole picked up one of the rows of shell hairpins and pinned it on herself carefully.
"I didn't know goblins were so aware of responsibility."
Icha sighed. Why did Noroer tell him this? "You are a god on the material plane. Why don't you stop it yourself?"
"I tried it. I can't beat him." Norole muttered, waving another hairpin, "I just moved to a new house. I just thought it was interesting."
To be fair, the core shielding box of the Son of Shouwu has been taken away by him, and the Featherless One should not be able to stir up any trouble in the main material plane.
If Nesse wanted to stay in his homeland, he only needed to get rid of Lanlewin's influence - but he didn't see any report about this.
"It's nothing important." After thinking about it, Yi Cha said, "If there is a disaster above the island level, let me know."
"He is really a wicked person." Noro'er seemed to have remembered something, and clicked her tongue loudly, "Okay. Anyway, it doesn't affect me too much now. At worst, I will just change my stay. Forget it. There's no point telling you. ."
Yi Cha nodded, took a step, and then stopped.
"Right. What do you think of him?"
"he?"
"The guy on the other end of the microphone. You have feelings for him, right? Is he a bad person?"
"Evil man. Great evil man." Norole said with certainty.
…
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The boundaries of Luoyue Lake's lucid dream disappeared beneath my feet. After the mist parted, the hall of Dorsika East Fort was in front of them.
Moroje River was comforting a twitching old man under a long lamp - he poured a pot of bright red jam on the hem of her cloak.
Obviously, the condition of the silver dragons is worse than yesterday.
Yi Cha saw these weak and manic forms one by one, and remembered that the Black Dragon King was helpless in his hands today. They could tear his ribcage apart with a snap of their fingers. The fire he spewed was enough to melt his bones.
If they do return to their original state, he will suffer the revenge and hatred of the four tribes.
Prejudice and the pernicious fruits of prejudice.
Icha elicited a smile.
He leaned towards that corner, and when Moro Yelifu saw his arrival, he pulled the old man and shrank subconsciously.
He was pleased with the response.
"In three hours, we will go see the giant spirit." He told Moroje River and left without waiting for her to agree.
Returning to the stele tower, everything returned to silence.
Yi Cha walked towards his room and noticed that the shadow cast by the magic fire became thicker, like another layer of black veil wrapped around the obsidian.
Pushing the door open, squeezing the golden sheep aside, and turning around, he saw Ifomie sitting on the open balcony, occupying almost half of the entire balcony area.
"I can only stay for fifteen minutes." The Demon Grand Duke said without looking back.
"That's enough. Did it go well?"
"No."
The expected answer. Although he didn't really want to hear it - this meant that Ifomie might not be able to bring extra help, maybe just the opposite.
"I promise you. Tell me. Apart from dreaming, is there anything else I can do?" Yi Cha said kindly.
"Can you come for a visit?"
"Hurry up. Let's go."
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