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However, at this moment, a scorched smell in the air caught Xiao Tian's attention......

Xiao Tian sniffed slightly, a little strange why such a scorched smell appeared here, and looked around, but saw that there was no other abnormality except for the repair of the high wall.

This situation made Xiao Tian a little surprised, the burnt smell just now was indeed very light, if it wasn't for the golden flying dragon just stopping here, he would have really missed this detail.

But Xiao Tian understands that the more detailed things are, the more inconspicuous things are, and often they may really play a decisive role!

What's more, as far as his own consistent style is concerned, he would rather grasp the details than let go of them, and he must find out the root cause of the problem.

Slowly crouching down in place, Xiao Tian finally sent down, not far from his feet, in the corner of the wall, there was a small handful of burned ashes, the size of about the size of a little finger, if there was a gust of wind blowing past, it would immediately disappear from sight.

Hurriedly came closer, Xiao Tian stretched out his thumb and index finger, and pinched the wisp of ash in his hand with two fingers, and after slowly crushing, the two fingers became gray and black, and then put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it slightly, judging that it should be the fabric on the clothes.

"The fabric on the clothes?" Xiao Tian said to himself: "In this labyrinth, there is no one else except Mao Ozawa, so it is very obvious who this fabric is." ”

"The question is, does it mean that this fabric is here?"

Xiao Tian didn't worry about accidentally injuring Mao Ozawa, because not to mention whether the flying dragon could hurt the owner of this space in this dream space, even if he really hurt Mao Ozawa, it would be impossible to leave only such a small handful of ashes.

What can support his point even more is that if Mao Ozawa was really hit by the flying dragon in the sky, then there is no reason why this dream space should not react, so it is imperative to figure out why the fabric is here!

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Tian had a conjecture that was confirmed by seven or eight points, that is...... This cloth can be understood as a mark that Mao Ozawa used in the maze to identify whether he had been here or not, which is the dumbest and most effective way.

Otherwise, in a place where everything is exactly the same, even if you are a top master, if you can't use your senses, you will inevitably be blinded, and you will be surrounded by immortals who want to die!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this conjecture was very likely, Xiao Tian got up slowly, and then also tore a piece of fabric from his trouser leg, and then divided it into three strips of cloth to form a triangle, with sharp corners aimed at the direction he was facing before, so as not to lose himself without finding Mao Ozawa.

In fact, Xiao Tian doesn't need to use this method at all, as long as he doesn't go too far, then with his unforgettable memory, he can also walk back.

But there is no way, since the incident just now, Xiao Tian has a deep doubt about his memory, and in order not to make mistakes, he has to act like this.

After doing all this, Xiao Tian chose to walk straight to the right, and when he came to the corner, he saw a slender piece of cloth with colorful colors, the color of the fabric and the broken pattern were not the costumes that Mao Ozawa had in the real world before!

Xiao Tian's spirit was shocked, and he immediately began to march along the road, this place Mao Ozawa must have been here, so as long as you follow the marks made of these fabrics and look all the way, you will definitely be able to find Mao Ozawa's figure.

With the goal, the next action is very clear, and Xiao Tian's efficiency is indeed extraordinary, it only took less than a minute to roughly turn around this area, which is of course due to the credit of Mao Ozawa's mark, but it is also inseparable from its super high execution ability.

Turning a corner again, Xiao Tian stopped instantly......

Not far away, I saw a woman with a delicate face, lying quietly on the ground, her eyes half-closed and half-open, like a gossamer, looking like a fish washed up on the beach by the waves, weak to the extreme!

"How are you?" Xiao Tian ran to Ozawa Mao's side, grabbed it to the crook of his arm, and almost subconsciously stretched out two fingers and put them on her pulse, but forgot that this was a dream space, and the set of things in the real world would deviate to a certain extent here.

Mao Ozawa frowned, and opened his heavy eyelids with all his strength, his eyes slowly transformed from cloudy to clear, and his eyes widened in surprise after seeing who was calling him.

Xiao ...... Brother Xiao Tian?" Mao Ozawa said a word, but found that his voice was so weak that he was so weak that he was even startled.

Xiao Tian agreed, and was just about to open his mouth to signal Mao Ozawa to rest assured that he would definitely be able to take her out.

However, he was shocked to feel the fragrant wind in front of him, and then his arms were soft, his neck was firmly grasped by two slender arms, and the whole person was almost driven to the ground by this sudden "sneak attack".

After struggling to stabilize her figure, the delicate body of the little princess in her intuition trembled, and the sound of choking came from her ears......

"Woo woo, Brother Xiao Tian, I'...... I miss you so much!" Mao Ozawa didn't know where to get the strength, and the arms holding Xiao Tian became tighter and closer, as if to tie the two together forever, and the tears on his face fell.

Xiao Tian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and only after a moment of sluggishness did he reach out and gently pat Mao Ozawa's back, and said comfortingly: "Okay, okay, haven't you already seen me?"

However, hearing Xiao Tian's soft persuasion, the little princess couldn't help but have a sour nose again, but cried even more, with the posture of Meng Jiangnu crying down the Great Wall in ancient times.

Xiao Tian naturally understands Ozawa Mao's mood swings, this little princess who has been well-dressed since she was a child, the suffering she has suffered during this period of time is really beyond the limit of what she can bear, and it breaks out at this moment, where is it so easy to calm down!

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After a long time, Xiao Tian always gently patted Mao Ozawa's back, letting it hang on his body, constantly crying about his experience during this time, and feeling extremely angry at the actions of the royal family and the Mizuno clan in his heart!

No matter how many reasons and excuses there are, the act of striking some deals with their own ends at the expense of a young girl's happiness is something that cannot be tolerated.

But in the eyes of many outsiders, this is a normal thing, and it can even be said to be a good deal.

But those people never thought about what would happen if they changed places.

I can't hit myself, I can't feel the pain!

"Brother Xiao Tian, do you know?" Mao Ozawa looked at Xiao Tian aggressively, and couldn't help sobbing: "I'm almost going to marry someone else!"

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