"I don't know...... That's how I came over......"

Wu Ya didn't feel anything about this question. Aside from the fact that it was too easy for her to get in, because it was a little smooth for her to float, there was nothing strange in the way.

"This is strange, and the little doll, why is your divine sense so thick?" blinking a pair of overly large eyes, Twitter used its divine sense tentacles to pick up Wuya's divine sense, looked around, and said in surprise, "It's so clean!"

What does "???" mean? I don't understand......

Feeling the excessively pure divine consciousness of Wu Ya who belonged to the sea of consciousness, Ji Ji couldn't help but open the eyes of his body, and watched Wu Ya, who was still because his divine consciousness ran into the sea of knowledge to play, and walked away.

Each cub's divine consciousness is different, and this difference in divine consciousness is obvious. Because it is unique, no one can completely simulate the divine consciousness fluctuations of another beast.

In the past, when the cubs did bad things and didn't dare to admit it, and everyone really didn't know who did the bad things, as long as they collected the divine consciousness fluctuations at the scene of the crime, they would know who was the mastermind through comparison.

Magic can be released, and once it is released, there will be some traces in the process of its release. These trajectories disappear quickly, but by recording them before they disappear, it's easy to find out which cub they belong to.

Coming into contact with Wu Ya's divine sense, Ji Ji was very surprised at first. Because Wuya's divine consciousness is very young, it is estimated that it will appear in less than a year. At Wuya's age, it is relatively rare to have such a strong divine sense.

As for why Uya's consciousness is clean?

There's a reason for that, too.

Each cub will grow up differently, so their personalities will also be very different. And the personality of the cubs often determines the characteristics of their divine sense.

Some cubs have a more aggressive personality, and the whole cub is stingy, so its consciousness will be very sharp, which makes people feel bad. Some cubs are peaceful in nature, so their divine sense will be more gentle, which will make the cubs very comfortable. And Wu Ya's divine consciousness does not fluctuate, it is like a puddle of water, without waves, neither aggressive nor particularly comfortable feeling.

Maybe it's because you haven't grown up?

The characteristics of the cub's consciousness are gradually formed in the process of growth, so it is normal to be a little bland at the beginning. After all, the cub is still young, and has not experienced any strong winds and waves, so naturally there is no change.

After turning his mind, without waiting for Wu Ya's explanation, Ji Ji consciously found a reason that seemed more convincing to Wu Ya's strange divine sense fluctuation.

"Little doll, there's something about you that makes me feel very uncomfortable, can you stay away from me?"

At this time of thinking about it, Wu Ya, who was bound by the tentacles of divine consciousness and couldn't break free, could only quietly move her body in depression, trying to surround Wei to save Zhao. But what she didn't know was that for her kind of behavior, it was especially fatal in the eyes of Twitter.

For the sake of the safety of both parties, Twitter had to remind Wuya to stay away from it.

If it was just because of Wuya's "potential" that it didn't feel comfortable just now, then it was very uncomfortable now. The closer Wu Ya got to Tweet, the greater the danger that Tweet felt was floating in the air. It seems that in his ethereal intuition, getting close to Wuya is a very fatal thing.

When it reminded Wu Ya to pay attention to proportion, Twitter suddenly smelled a familiar smell that he couldn't remember for a while.

"Little doll, why do you have a strange smell here?

"What kind of smell?" Wu Ya was not embarrassed when she secretly approached, so she could only touch her weak nose and take a small step back.

"I don't know...... I smelled a very fragrant smell, a very short one, but it was gone!"

As a bitter beast that hadn't smelled or tasted "smell" in a long, long time, it would never let go of every wisp of smell that could enter her nose and dance.