Is the microstructure he perceives really its true form?

If Wang Heng was convinced in the past, then now he is a little skeptical.

It is true that both magic and spiritual power can perceive the structure of matter, but the structure of cognition is formed according to one's own preconceived impressions.

There is no need to go deep into the extreme physical properties, others can also do the embodiment of something, which is to compensate the unknown from the known.

Fantasy shines into reality.

Although it is from the idea to the world of mental images, it also provides a reference for Wang Heng's method of eroding reality in the landscape of mental images.

From this point of view, he needs to thank and hope.

All around them were carnival balls that stood still in a staggered scene, and near the edge, the two sat abruptly on couches and chairs that shouldn't be there.

He Xi looked around curiously, and Wang Heng thought about what to say in his heart.

Before he could speak, Hexi took the lead: "You know what? You're the first person I've ever seen who can make dreams so real. ”

"We did it together, right? Boasting? Wang Heng's expression was calm.

Hexi shook his head: "I'm just the one who provides the materials, such as mental power, for example, knowledge that can make dreams more harmonious, but since it's a dream based on your mental image world, no matter what, I can't control your mental image world, right?" ”

Wang Heng nodded, which would also explain the reason why he was able to construct an unknown magic pattern and use an unknown magic spell, and then remembered what He Xi said before: "I remember you said that it was I who invited you into my heart image world?" I don't remember that I had this ability. ”

Hexi raised his eyebrows: "You touched me with your spiritual power, right?" ”

"Just a simple touch, you can enter my heart world?" Wang Heng's face was slightly gloomy.

"It's not just your heart like the world, right? This should be regarded as the shallow meeting point of the world of the two of us. Hexi was noncommittal: "It's just that you're the leader, so I can't come and go freely." ”

Wang Heng nodded, and when He Xi entered, he did feel the fluctuation, but he couldn't stop it.

Now he has basically figured out that as long as he wants, he can actually end the dream world in front of him at any time, so he has room for calm communication with Xiping.

"So, what do you want?" Wang Heng looked directly into Hexi's eyes.

"What ...... I want" Kazuki tilted her head and smiled playfully, "Don't you know?" ”

"Dream Demons can absorb magic and gain knowledge in dreams, but do Dream Demons who only have one-eighth of their bloodlines also need it?" Wang Heng looked at He Xi not deliberately, but he still looked charmingly smiling.

Can one-eighth of the Dream Demon's bloodline do what Wang Heng sees in front of him? He wasn't sure, but remained skeptical.

It's true that there is no magic circuit similar to that of ordinary magicians, but there must be other secrets hidden.

Just saying that without relying on other means, it is not something that half-dream demons can easily do to easily guide others to dream voluntarily.

But since the secrets of the Dream Demon bloodline have been thrown out, and other secrets have been kept, then it is not a realm that can be touched at will.

Otherwise, the current balance will be upset, and Wang Heng will lose the precious opportunity to explore the secrets of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostles.

After weighing it, he didn't think it was a good deal, and besides, when it came to this point, it was sincere.

"Don't underestimate the Dream Demon." He Xi smiled slightly: "There are many things I can't do, or I don't know anything myself, but I can still do the basics." ”

"For example?" Wang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"I want to absorb magic power, it can't be to absorb the magic power and essence in my body, right?" Hexi sighed: "You should be able to see that there is no half of the circuit in my body, and it is impossible to accommodate it if I absorb it." ”

Wang Heng nodded, he could be sure that this was true—he couldn't accommodate this.

Whether it can be absorbed is still a reservation.

"The traces of individuals in the spiritual power are too profound, maybe the stronger dream demons can directly absorb and digest them, but I can't do it, if I absorb too much impure spiritual power," He Xi paused, and his expression was solemn: "I will go crazy." ”

"Then you shouldn't have chosen a magician as a target." Wang Heng retorted: "Compared with ordinary people, a madman like a magician has much stronger control of mental power and spiritual imprint. ”

Hexi nodded noncommittally: "But the same mental power is also much stronger." ”

She looked at Wang Heng with a strange expression: "Especially you, whether it is quality or quantity, compared to most magicians, it is simply exceptional. ”

"There are a lot of magicians in Misaki City, and there are many who are stronger than me." Wang Heng said lightly.

"Flutter"

Kazuki laughed.

Wang Heng looked at the other party inexplicably.

Kazuki put away his smile and sighed, "You don't think I dare to go to the madman of the church, the scum of the Magic Society, or the living magician, right?" ”

Wang Heng thought about it, and it was true.

The Dream Demon is a creature with great research value, and even he is interested in learning about it.

"Then you dare to stay here again?" Wang Heng was a little strange how the other party could survive until now.

If you want to classify the dream demons, you can actually be classified into the vampire species, and this kind of creature is the main target of the church.

"Because I can't leave." Kazuki sighed: "I had this plan before, but I don't know why there are a lot of strange magicians gathered on the outskirts of Misaki City. ”

"If I'm in a crowd, I'm not easy to spot if I don't have magic, but it's easy to get caught when I'm alone."

"......" Wang Heng looked at the other party a little speechlessly: "Then why do you think I won't tell others." ”

Hexi pouted: "Because you have something to ask for." ”

Wang Heng raised his eyebrows.

He Xi leaned forward, looked at Wang Heng and smiled charmingly: "Isn't it?" ”

The distance between the two was less than thirty centimeters, so close that they could breathe each other.

Wang Heng could smell the aroma on the other party's body that was not strong, but extremely long, and at this distance, he could even see the pores on his skin.

But it really deserves to be blown and broken, and the skin is like clotted fat.

"It's better to use less of this method." Wang Heng was unmoved, and even his eyes were a little colder.

He Xi pursed his lips, leaned back, and resumed his lazy sitting posture: "Are you a monk?" ”

Of course, Wang Heng is not a monk, but he can suppress his desires with the power of the world.

After determining that the other party was related to the Dream Demon, he had been doing it.

The method of suppression is also very simple, what bottom line can't be broken through by a scumbag like a magician in order to study magic?

The pink skeleton wasn't a skull, it was a scene he had actually seen.

But if you have desires, as long as you think about that scene, it's like cold water.

He Xi waved his hand helplessly: "All I need is free spiritual power, which doesn't hurt you at all, and even comes with so much knowledge, you won't take revenge, right?" ”

"To each his own needs, why not revenge." Wang Heng's tone remained unchanged.

"But you care more about other things than my half-baked dream demon, don't you?" He Xi smiled in his eyes: "Even if it is for the sake of profit, you shouldn't supply me to others."

"What about when I don't have the knowledge I need?" Wang Heng doesn't mind saying the worst.

"Who knows." Kazuki shrugged: "Maybe I'm not here for a long time?" ”

Wang Heng nodded: "That's good." ”

After a pause, he asked, "What do I need to do?" ”

Hexi shook his head and said, "You don't have to do anything, it's the same as before, just watch it." ”

Wang Heng was thoughtful.

Hexi stretched out a hand: "Then it's decided?" ”

Wang Heng glanced at Hexi: "Succubus will also use ordinary people's agreement gestures?" ”

"Keep up with the times," Kazuki shrugged, "If you don't like it, it's okay to make a blood alliance?" ”

There was a pause. Kazuki continued, "Also, don't think I'm going to ignore it if it's caught in the middle of it. ”

"It's a dream demon, not a succubus."

Wang Heng nodded noncommittally, holding the tender little hand and shaking it gently.

Kazuki smiled: "Well, happy cooperation." ”

It felt a little weird, but Wang Heng hesitated for a moment, but still replied: "Happy cooperation." ”

"You should leave, though." Unceremoniously issued an eviction order.

Hexi pursed his lips, got up and stretched, and said reluctantly: "I know, I know." ”

Both of them knew that with their fragile cooperative relationship, it was impossible for Wang Heng to let Hexi, the owner of half of his heart like a dream, stay in it without his mind in the main position.

It's just that He Xi is still lucky, and hopes that Wang Heng will forget about this stubble for the time being.

With a wave of his hand, the sofa behind him dispersed, and Hexi waved his hand at him: "See you later." ”

Then the figures dispersed.

Wang Heng sat on the chair, looking at the scattered spiritual light, and his heart swept away like ripples in the world.

It's true that there is no figure of Hexi, and the other party knows that the fragile cooperation cannot stand the test.

Wang Heng stood up and looked at the still elegant men and women around him.

Even in the stagnant time, you can see the skillful smile of the battle-hardened face under the delicate face.

Wang Heng flicked his fingers, and the chair behind him silently turned into black sand and collapsed, and then drifted away without a trace.

……

The hustle and bustle is coming.

With a hearty smile, Francis walked freely between the men and women who kept coming to talk, keeping a distance that was neither too affectionate nor alienating, so that everyone could feel the excellent upbringing of the Earl Maple Leaf family.

Wang Heng pouted with a faint smile and stood on the edge of the inconspicuous banquet with a glass of wine.

He had just returned from the secret trail, and even a person like him, who believed that pleasure could dispel sorrows, was temporarily out of interest.

A full glass of wine can block at least some of the wild bees and butterflies.

At least today, the vast majority of people still have basic common sense, and they will no longer pay attention to another person at the host's birthday party, so that he can dominate the guests.

Wang Heng rarely felt that these social etiquette were somewhat useful.