"Isn't that pretty?" Onien raised an eyebrow, apparently teasing Elwin's intoxicated gaze.

"Anyway, sooner or later it's my people, what's not to see. Alvin replied lightly.

"Yo, you mean to eat me?" O'Annie laughed, distressed that she had no magic at all, otherwise she would have to teach the man in front of her a hard lesson.

Alwyn grabbed Onieen by the knee and lifted her sideways, a gesture he was now familiar with. She naturally hooked one jade arm around his neck, while the other hand kneading his cheek viciously.

"Where are you going to take me?" said Aonien, looking around at the quiet forest.

"Look at you, half of your face is still stained with dragon blood, you have to freshen up," Alvin also looked around, trying to see where the water was.

"What, you dislike it with a little blood, so what will happen when I'm old and decrepit? That's how you treat your woman?"

"When the old face is decrepit, I will replace it. ”

"You're going to die!" Onien distorted Alwin's face, "Who are you going to replace?"

"She's about the same age as you, and by that time, she'll probably be too old to look at it. Alvin laughed, "I'm sure I'll have to be young and beautiful." ”

"You're really honest, and you've told me what you're thinking. Onian smiled and poked him in the heart, "Oh, no, you came to me first to give me a warning, so that you could tell me in advance when you quibble." ”

"It seems that my careful thoughts can't hide it from you. Alvin said helplessly.

"That's what you deliberately let me know. Onian pouted.

"You're really hard to serve. ”

"Who told you to be willing?" said Orniene with a smile.

"Really. Alvin smiled and shook his head.

"Speaking of the monster, is it dead?" said Oneen, brushing aside her bloodied forehead.

"It's hard to say. Alvin turned to look back at the huge dragon heart, "These monsters are very weird, and I believe them if they can survive without a heart." ”

"By the way, do you remember what happened after we were sucked in by the black mist?" Alwyn asked, looking at her.

O'Ann looked puzzled, "What black mist? I fainted in a daze after you dragged me out of that purple pillar of light." ”

"Could it be that the black fog you said brought us here?" asked Onien, surprised.

Alwyn nodded, "When the magic of the Giant Ridge Ice Dragon collided with mine, it stirred up a bottomless black mist and sucked us all in. By the time I woke up, the ice dragon was left with only one arm. ”

"And that kind of thing?" said Onian, surprised, "what about you? Do you remember what happened when you were sucked in by that black mist?"

Alvin thought about it for a moment, "To be honest, I don't have any impressions, as if I lost consciousness in an instant. But I vaguely remember that there were still points of light around, and after a while, it was a rapidly flowing light, and I really couldn't remember anything else. ”

"Then you say, how did such a powerful monster get to be wrenched such a large piece of flesh?" asked Onian, staring at him.

"I'm curious, too. With such a huge body, that head is bigger than a mountain, where can the divine power tear this monster off with his hands and heart. ”

"You don't know?" said Oneen, looking at him suspiciously.

"What do you mean?" Elwin looked at her with a smile, "You don't think I did it, do you? No matter how powerful my space-time magic is, it hasn't reached this point. ”

"I remember that your two crescent moons on the plains slaughtered several bipedal wyverns at once. ”

"This time it's different, my magic hasn't had time to completely separate time and space. ”

"Could it be that in that black mist, you unconsciously gave that monster to Checheng like this?"

"Probably not, I haven't practiced space-time magic to the point of losing my memory. ”

"If it's not your magic, it can only be the black mist. By the way, the ice dragon also uses space-time magic, right?" said this, O'Nien glanced at him.

"How did you deduce that?" said Alwin, puzzled.

"The ice dragon's magic can limit your space-time magic, and the black mist generated by the magic impact can actually cause us to cause spatial dislocation, what do you think, the magic it uses must be the same as yours, right?"

Alwyn knew that with Onian's keen sense of magic, he couldn't fool her.

"Actually, I was surprised by that, to be honest. Alwyn frowned and said, "Judging from the few encounters, these monsters have a frighteningly high intelligence. When we first killed those mouthed lizards, we almost fell in their way. If you think about the bipedal wyvern that can be tamed by Ressa, and the giant ridge ice dragon that can manipulate space-time magic yesterday, I always feel that these monsters are not simple-minded, do you think there is something strange in this Tralede Mountains?"

"The teacher has tried to explore the mysteries of this mountain range many times, but he said that with his strength, he can only wander around the periphery, and cannot enter the core. O'Ann said.

"With Master Pilo's strength, I can't even enter the core area, so didn't I show the strength to surpass the master yesterday?" Alwyn laughed to himself.

"Yes, on the plains, you have also shown amazing strength," Onien said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "If it weren't for Master Nafeiyue's sneak attack, you would have killed everyone present." ”

Alwin thought of Lao Fei, who was standing in front of him at that time, and he couldn't help but feel a little related in his heart.

O'Ann noticed the subtle change in his expression, and she also felt something, so she diverted the topic: "You just said yesterday and yesterday, how do you know how long we have been in a coma?"

"I don't know, guess. I remember it was close to evening when we fought the ice dragon, and if you look at the sky now, it must have been just past noon, so I guess we were dizzy all night. Alvin said.

"Actually, when I was on the plains, I ... He thought of what she had just said, and wanted to explain the situation at that time, but he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

"Well, I know you didn't mean to kill me at the time, so you never mentioned it afterwards. Onian smiled and said, "I know, but when that crescent moon comes out, you won't be you." Didn't you explain it to me the night you first used it? ”

"What do you mean by 'I'm not me?'" Alvin laughed, "I'm always me." ”

"Perhaps," said Onian, stroking her hand over her cheek, "perhaps the skin is the same." ”

"Don't you like this skin?" Alwyn rubbed his face against her palm, looking rather shameless.

"Phew!" Onien smacked at him with a smile on her eyebrows, "that time in Situo City, you said it was because I looked at you sympathetically. On the plains of Mallord, it should be your little red-haired lover who also looked at you like this. Then tell me honestly, what was yesterday and why?"

"You don't know?" Alwyn glanced at her, learning her tone.

"Hmph, if you don't say it, I don't know. Onian turned her face away.

But Alvin just didn't say it, he knew she knew, so what did it matter if he didn't say it.

"Then according to what you said, it was the black mist that made the ice dragon like that, so why are the two of us okay?" Alwyn asked, "It makes sense that we should also be missing arms and legs. ”

"You know more about space-time magic than I do, shouldn't you ask yourself first?"

"Well, when I didn't say it. Alvin pouted.

As they spoke, the two of them found a brook in the woods. The babbling stream flowed on its own, not caring who had set foot in the forest.

Alwyn lowered O'Ann down, the cool stream filling their knees.

He looked up at the blue sky and white clouds above him, and looked around at the quiet and uninhabited forest, although he didn't know where he was at this time, what did he matter? He had never been so attached to the mountains and rivers as he was now, as O'Ann said, he just came out too little. No matter how much you can see the scenery on that empty boat, it is better to come down and feel it yourself, feel the brisk flow of the stream at your fingertips, feel the freshness of the spring breeze, and smell the fragrance of various plants unique to the forest. Although it is impossible for him to distinguish which fragrance comes from which plant, it is enough to know that they are breathing, just as he needs to breathe so hard at this moment to know that he is still alive.

But before he had time to enjoy himself, Onian took a hand of water and sprinkled it on his face.

Alvin was doused with a stirring spirit, and immediately waved his arms to fight back.

Onian didn't show any weakness, laughing, shook off her palm and swept out with a bend of the water screen, drenching Alvin to the bottom.

When they were both soaked and a little tired of playing, Alwyn grabbed her waist from behind her, letting the drops of water from his chin slide down her cheeks.

She felt the sound of her heartbeat clinging to her back, remembered that on the mottled walls of Naxituo City, this guy was also in this position, and remembered that when she rode back to Saliushi, when it was raining heavily, she also had to grind with him, but compared to the past, at this time, she had to be much more distracted.

"Why, stay here, you don't want me to wash it?" Onien laughed and tapped the back of his hand with her fingers.

Alvin was surprisingly obedient and walked straight to the shore.

But before he had taken a few steps, the head was not honestly trying to glance back.

He didn't expect that at this time, Onien was looking at him with a smile, and there was a red gold electric fire shining in her hand.

"Alas, how did her magic begin to recover... Alwyn sighed inwardly and quickened his pace towards the shore.