Dilumudo's body lines are beautiful, different from the restrained sense of strength on Kyogokuhiko's body, but the muscles that rise and fall just right, showing a very healthy and vibrant honey color, which is extremely commensurate with the color of his eyes.

Probably because Kyogokuhiko was separated from him by a certain distance, and during this time he had squeezed together and taken several baths, Dilumudo scrubbed his body very calmly, brushed up his hair and soaked in the hot spring and smiled at Kyogohiko, all the hair was caught behind his head to show a full forehead, and the young man soaked in the water had a natural rebellious madness, and he saw Kyogokuhiko smile, carrying a pot of wine and pouring wine glasses, and raising his hand to throw it.

Dilumudo was not a drinker, but he could drink a few glasses, and he threw it at Kyogokuhiko and drank it with his head up, and the glass was thrown on the tray by the pool, and a few drops of residual wine fell sporadically.

Kyogokuhiko didn't ask about the origin of the monster, but he couldn't help but say, and after organizing the ins and outs of the situation, he said, "The monster came along the river from the east, and ate a lot of small monsters and innocent pedestrians by the river."

Before he finished speaking, Kyogohiko interrupted him and said lazily: "You can't see it, just kill it." He didn't think there was any need to report this kind of thing to him, but he was a little monster who didn't know much, he didn't bother to care about what he ate, and Di Lumu couldn't see it and didn't bother to take care of it, anyway, he couldn't escape his palm left and right.

The warmth of the hot spring pool water seeped into the limbs along the pores, Kyogokuhiko stretched his limbs comfortably, called the maid to add a pot of wine, and probed his head behind the screen to reveal a pair of hairy ears, trembling and shaking, he didn't dare to move, he smiled and let the maid take a look, sure enough, it was the little rabbit he threw in, his eyes were like two black grapes, blinking and making a very pitiful gesture.

If you don't know her true face, you will probably be deceived by this innocent face and you won't know how to die.

There is a record in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas": There are false beasts in the southwest wilderness, and their appearance is like a man, and the human face can speak, often deceive people, speak east and west, and speak evil and good. Its flesh is beautiful, and its food is not true.

The one in front of him, which is a descendant of the infinitely thin blood of the beast after crossing east to Japan, can not do what human face can say, but can sense the feelings of human beings, and do the appearance of ordinary rabbits to lure the mountain hunters to stumble and die, and feed on the despair and resentment generated before his death, it can be said that it is a vicious beast that does a lot of evil, and it is also the lowest end of the monster food chain.

Before Kyogokuhiko took over the valley, they relied on paying tribute to the mountain monsters to survive, and now they are responsible for luring away the hunters who come to the valley, and

Sell moe.

Kyogokuhiko likes fluffy and petite creatures, perhaps because they are more playful, and he is especially partial to him like a rabbit looking at the treacherous inside, and he always has to pick it up when he is fine, so he yawns tiredly to do something else.

"You seem to be feeling extra tired lately, and you don't know how you're doing?" Dilumudo's voice was a little distorted through the mist, but it didn't hurt to hear the concern, Kyogokuhiko has been getting sleepy for more and more recently, sometimes he won't wake up for days after falling asleep, and even when he wakes up today, he finds that the weather is so cold that it snows.

"Nothing." Crawling out of the hot spring pool, stretching out his hands and asking the maid to dry his body and change clothes, Kyogokuhiko still looked sleepy on his face, and his tone was a little tired, "The body is adjusting." "The depletion of the previous mana inevitably caused a certain impact on his body, such as a period of weakness that lasted for several days, such as the formation of a more stable node to store reserve mana, etc., the most significant change is that with the generation of nodes, the power that can be stored in his body has increased geometrically, and the origin of the world is constantly transmitting something to him in the form of information.

In layman's terms, he's going to advance.

Sleep, on the other hand, is the body adjusting in a relatively gentle way in order to adapt to the imminent surge of power, and it is visually observed that Kyogokuhiko can't get rid of this state of falling asleep and waking up until the world origin has transmitted those mysterious and indescribable things.

The little rabbit soaked in the water and spit out two bubbles, tilted its head in confusion, and barked twice.

When Dilumudo changed his clothes and walked into the dormitory, Kyogokuhiko fell into a deep sleep on the bed again, he could feel that Kyogokuhiko's body was absorbing the free magic power in the air at an extremely terrifying speed, if it wasn't for the contract between him and Kyogokuhiko to save the spell, it is estimated that it would have been directly sucked dry as a large source of mana.

But it's okay. After sorting out the quilt that was a little messy by Kyogohiko, Dilumudo picked up his weapon and walked out of the palace, and there was still a small part of the area he had scheduled to inspect today.

There is little waking time, and people are lazy, and Kyogohiko often holds this spell secret book or the principle of the magic circle, turns the two pages and falls asleep deeply, but it is much better than the previous long sleep that often lasted for more than ten days.

In fact, it can't really be called sleep, in the darkness behind closing his eyes, some kind of existence tirelessly instills some mysterious knowledge into his soul, it is difficult to feel and difficult to tell, every time he wakes up, he can clearly feel the strangeness and difference of the world presented in front of him, the mirror image of all things reflected in the eyes gradually differentiates and evolves, and the magic network, storage nodes, and the cycle recurs to form different life forms.

I don't know from which day, the original specific and detailed images in the line of sight have become countless magic networks, every qiē in front of him has changed, he can see the simplest spirit child in the air, when he sees the simple and full of vitality, vigorous network, he knows that it should be a plant, the wings implicated in the complex nodes are probably birds, humans or monsters composed of dense and endless node networks, what he sees is no longer a face, but a different network superposition, the magic network is shrouded in "qi", Honesty and unpretentiousness reflect things as they really are.

To put it simply, his eyes lost their ability to gather images.

As long as one node is destroyed, the entire network will be paralyzed, although it cannot be seen for a while, but it is destined to gradually collapse, rot, and die, just because of the destruction of a tiny node that is not visible to the naked eye.

Seeing the magic of the node means that you have the opportunity to be countless steps ahead in battle.

Kyogokuhiko looked down at his hand, and saw a condensed and powerful gathering of Reiko, the only remaining spell on the back of his hand, where Reiko changed the form of convergence, bending and sticking, forming a "node", he unconsciously touched it, as long as he applied a little destruction, this body would quickly lose its effect, making him completely disappear from this world.

It's getting more and more boring, he can't help but think so, the more real the world feeds back to him, the less fun he gets, he can't see anything in front of him except the magic network, he doesn't need to guess when the flowers will bloom, when the trees will die, the uncertain "qi" shines on the good and evil of the human heart, and it seems like a clumsy script that knows the ending before the beginning, making him more and more lazy and tired.

Sometimes Dilumudo would suddenly extract a large amount of magic from him, and he no longer needed to go out, and he could roughly judge the situation there by looking at the Lingzi color in the sky from a distance through the window.

There seem to be more and more monsters running to fight recently, and the fingertips are implicated in magic attached to the hard iron, and the nodes fit together perfectly, giving the long sword under his hand a special power, but he deliberately drew a wrong stroke at the end, leaving only a handful of iron powder in his hand.

Kyogokuhiko half-closed his eyes, no longer looking at the world that was full of spiritual power networks, the black fur leopard lying next to him, this was the creature he had constructed with the cold north wind outside the window and the early melting river water, with a pair of clean golden eyes, without much thinking ability, lying beside him in the town day to make his large pillow.

There are more and more monsters running to fight, and there are more and more monsters running to run, and Dilumudo often disposes of some troublesome thorns when he is out on patrol, and over time, his reputation for being good at martial arts and warlike gradually spreads, attracting many big monsters in the vicinity to challenge, and after the defeat, he said to himself that his territory was assigned to the name of this mountain, claiming to be a subordinate here.

Similar things were reported to Kyogohiko, but Kyogohiko only let him deal with it himself, so he didn't even go out, so he inexplicably had a large area of territory plus a number of subordinates, forming an eye-catching Hundred Ghost Night Walk, and it operated in an orderly manner under Dilumudo's coordination.

Kyogokuhiko didn't say anything, and Quan Dang acquiesced to Dilumudo's approach, and included that large area under his own protection, but he didn't interfere, only occasionally showed up at a few banquets, and moderately disposed of a few too presumptuous to show the aura of the leader, so as to save Dilumudo from nagging in his ear to show his loyalty.

Annoying.

His top priority is to get rid of his current state of fatigue, this state is not right, very wrong, he is like half of his body hanging on the cliff, if the situation worsens, he will only fall to death, he can clearly feel that there is only a little opportunity to get out of this dilemma and go further, but that little bit of inspiration refuses to flash in his mind.

Maybe I should go out for a walk? Kyogokuhiko put down the book in his hand a little anxiously, thinking to himself.

So when Dilumudo returned to the palace after mediating the problem of the two forces under his hands, it was already empty.

"Gone," he unconsciously lowered his eyes, and a cold sneer came out of his throat that seemed to be uttered only in extreme displeasure.

The little rabbit cautiously looked into the door with the threshold in his mouth, holding the letterhead that Kyogokuhiko had dropped before leaving, and he didn't dare to go in.

"We'll have to find him quickly," Dilumudo muttered, frowning, "what a hassle"

His eyes were filled with gloomy colors, his golden eyes showed a cold dark color, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile, which was also cold without temperature.

"What a troublesome master."

Kyogokuhiko sneezed sideways, hesitated for a while and rescued the person who fell to the ground, he still had no clue at the moment, but it should be no problem to start with something he doesn't usually know how to do, such as personally saving the woman in front of him who has fallen into a near-death state?

With only a human figure in his eyes and several layers of magical clothing attached to it, he could barely tell the gender from the slightly undulating lines of his chest, and he pressed a healing charm as rudely as possible and added some magic to the nodes on her body that were about to fail.

As for the monster who attacked the woman, he stabbed him in the node and reincarnated directly.

"Thank you very much." The voice is soft, and sure enough, it's a woman, in this way, it seems to be a witch, who was commissioned by a nearby village to come and eradicate the demons that are on the evil side here.

"Nothing." Kyogokuhiko answered, and wrote down the breath of a woman in his head, a very pure and clean righteousness with a dazzling white light.

However, the reason why he offered to walk with a woman was the extreme familiarity that gradually grew stronger with the recovery of the woman's vitality, and that familiarity came from the holiness of the heart that had led him to this time and space, but where he was gone.

It seems that the damn opportunity finally came out with a nod of his head.

By the way, the woman's name seems to be called "Tsuiko".