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Ingres felt a faint fragrance in his mouth, and remembered that in his dream, he kept drinking the drops of water that fell to his lips...... It's pretty delicious, and it's cool and refreshing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, no matter how fragrant it is, it is still saliva!

Angel slammed into his stomach, sat up, and threw up violently to the side. But strangely, the feeling of nausea was heavy, but he didn't vomit anything.

At this time, Ingres, who had already sat up, suddenly remembered what happened before he fell unconscious, the feeling of dying was too bad, what was going on with that wall?! Fortunately, it was pulled open by the vine at the critical moment, if it was a second late, maybe he would have confessed here. Ingres still remembers that before he fell unconscious, he seemed to see the flower in the air.

So, was he saved by this flower?

If this is the case, is it a little inappropriate for him to vomit in front of the flower? If Ingres remembers correctly, in the dream he was crying "thirsty" before the water dropped.

Others...... Oh, it was Don't "Flower" who wanted to save him, but he vomited in front of Don't "Flower", which was so rude.

Thinking of this, Angel held back the discomfort in his stomach and thanked the flowers in the air slightly.

His thanks were not reciprocated, but he felt the large-mouthed flower in the air—let's call it "Bigmouth," Ingres thought—seemed to wake up to him, and was very happy with him.

Angel felt some squirting on his side, turned his head to look, and found groups of "big-mouthed flowers" coming from nowhere, surrounding him.

The large-mouthed flowers were constantly bouncing around Ingres, and with each jump, Ingres could see their roots burst through the ground, and the roots of the large-mouthed flowers were the green vines that had taken him away from the gambling wall.

Sure enough, it was the bigmouth flower who saved him, Angel whispered. He suddenly remembered one thing, when he flew towards that wall, he was "plotted" by these bigmouth flowers many times, and Ingres didn't realize it at the time, but now that he thinks about it, maybe the bigmouth flowers wanted to warn him to stay away from that wall, right?

It's just that Angel is still very puzzled, what is going on with the wall?

The Bigmouth had no thoughts of themselves, but Ingres could feel their emotions, as if they were celebrating something.

Are you celebrating that I'm awake?

Or is it to celebrate that when I wake up, I can eat my stew?

Angel felt that the former was more likely, and Bigmouth seemed to be friendly to him, at least Angel felt that while he was asleep, Bigmouth was really going to be against him, and that was the perfect opportunity.

Looking at this group of strange-looking, but cheerful big-mouthed flowers, Angel suddenly felt quite cute. Tentatively reaching out and touching the petals of a flower.

Cautiously tempted, Ingres was actually apprehensive in his heart.

But the result was very gratifying, and Ingres found that the large-mouthed flower did not seem to care about his touch, and even spoiled his palm like a fledgling. The petals tickled his palm.

While stroking the petals of the large-mouthed flower, Ingres was thinking about a question in his heart: Is the large-mouthed flower a monster?

Didn't Sanders say that the monsters in the Nightmare Realm would attack outsiders? Why hasn't he been attacked by monsters since he entered the Nightmare Realm? Of course, except for the wall, Ingres doesn't know if the wall is a monster or not.

Angel happily stroked the bigmouth flowers around him, but he didn't see that the bigmouth flower with the most gorgeous petals in the air suddenly exuded displeasure.

As this unpleasant emotion dissipated, all the large-mouthed flowers around Angels were swept away. Either staggering and running into the distance, or burrowing straight into the ground and disappearing.

Angel also senses the emotions of the bigmouth flower of the petals of the starry sky.

Why are you displeased? Probably trying to kill him, right?" Angel looked at the big mouth flower in mid-air, and his heart was a little apprehensive.

To this day, he didn't know why these bigmouths saved him or why they were kind to him. Ingres doesn't feel that he is special, nor does he think that he is like the protagonist of luck in the novel, and beautiful women, treasures, and mythical beasts are all pasted on him. He is self-aware, and that's why he is uneasy.

Allowing the surrounding large-mouthed flowers to disperse due to its displeasure, Ingres reckoned that the black large-mouthed flower might be the eldest of these flowers.

Looking at the large-mouthed flower that exuded displeasure in mid-air, Angel didn't know how to deal with it, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to comfort it.

Just when Ingres's hand touched the petals of the large-mouthed flower, the mouth at the stamen immediately opened a big smile, and the displeasure was swept away, and the whole flower was much sunnier!

Looking at the king of large-mouthed flowers, who is coquettish in the palm of his hand like other large-mouthed flowers, Angel said silently, this thing shouldn't be because of jealousy, so it exudes displeasure, right?

Ingres thought she might have guessed right.

Looking at the jubilant flowers, although Ingres was still vigilant in his heart, it was much less.

"Who are you?" asked Ingres in a low voice.

This king of large-mouthed flowers, who seems to be wiser than other large-mouthed flowers, even replied to Ager's question.

"I'm a flower. "The mood was joyful.

"Why did you save me?" asked Ingres.

"Don't die. "Slightly nervous.

Because you didn't want me to die, you saved me? Bigmouth has limited intelligence, and doesn't seem to understand what Angel wants to ask, and it's always fragmentary to come back, and it's hard to find a clue.

Ingres estimated that his question was too tactful, and simply asked directly.

"Do you like me?" said Ingres, his face heating up. Wouldn't it seem too narcissistic to ask like this?

However, the large-mouthed flower does not understand the human mind, and it does not hesitate to swing its petals:

"Like. "I'm very happy.

Receiving this very firm answer, Ingres's heart relaxed slightly, and it seemed that these big-mouthed flowers really had no ill will towards him.

"Why do you like me?" asked Ingres, cheeky again, with hot cheeks.

This time, it took a long time for the big-mouthed flower to reply:

"There is the breath of a king. "The mood carries a hint of awe, and a hint of yearning.

The breath of the king?Could I really have the potential of being a dragon?Ingres looked at the big-mouthed flower in surprise, wondering if it had something to do with his talent. Maybe his talent is the kind of talent that seconds are seconds and seconds of air?

But the next moment, Ingres felt as if he was hallucinating.

Bigmouth replied very actively:

"I have the air of a queen!

Receiving this answer, Angel instantly petrified. Female Female Female ...... What the hell is this Queen's breath?

"Who is the Queen?"

The large-mouthed flower swayed the flowers, and the saliva in the mouth was dripping and falling, making the ground smelly.

"The queen is the king. "The mood is with reverence.

"What's the queen's name?" Ingres had to figure out, where did he have the air of a queen?

"The queen is a king?" the mood was filled with reverence and doubt.

Angel asked several questions in a row, and the answers of the big mouth flower were all ambiguous, mainly because the intelligence was too low, and the IQ of a child about two or three years old really couldn't ask too much.

Finally, Ingres asked reluctantly, "Where is the Queen?"

"In the king's place. "The mood is respectful.

For this kind of chicken-duck dialogue, Ingres has no choice but to give up.

He also didn't have time to waste here with the Big Mouth, and God knows how long he was asleep. Ask the big-mouthed flower, it doesn't even have a concept of time, how to answer?

The most important thing now is to find Mentor Sanders, otherwise he wouldn't even know how to get back to the wizarding world.

Thinking of this, Angel suddenly remembered the half-cut twisted protozoa that Sanders had thrown to him when he entered the Nightmare Realm, which seemed to be a proof of leaving the Nightmare Realm. Angel quickly searched for the body, but did not lose it, and Ingres found the body of the protozoa in the inner bag.

After putting away the protozoa, Angel decided to continue on his way.