Cha Cha opened her eyes, and the red light had disappeared. There was an uncoordinated touch from his body, and he subconsciously raised his hand, and he was speechless in shock. It was a slender hand, with a layer of pale yellow calluses on the tiger's mouth, palm, and four fingers, and it was the hand of idols that appeared countless times in dreams.

A punch in the face, painful.

It's not scientific! Cha Cha hurriedly got up, trying to find the spinning top that never stopped spinning.

But it was bumping into a hard thing, and his hands and feet didn't seem to be very obedient. She was now in a spacious tent, stacked neatly stacked on several cases, and a military map hung behind her, marking the mountains and rivers in detail. On the left side of several cases is the flag of idols. Nothing beyond that. Don't...... Not dreaming?

Cha Cha opened the tent door suspiciously, half-squinting his eyes to adjust to the light.

There was a charcoal fire burning outside the tent, and there were two heavily armed soldiers standing at the door, in outfits that Cha Cha had never seen. I don't know if it's because my body is too tall or because I'm too nervous, Cha Cha stepped on the ground, and I just felt empty and didn't feel real. As I walked forward, more and more unfamiliar faces appeared in the field of vision. Cha Cha's nails are embedded in the flesh, trying to keep it cold and leave no flaws.

From the outside, there is not much difference between all the tents, and Cha Cha reflexively notes where they are arranged. The weeds on the ground are removed, and even a needle can be seen in the sunlight. Still haven't found the legendary spinning top that only appears in dreams.

A quarter of an hour later, Cha Cha saw a familiar figure. The chubby figure held a scroll and shuttled through the crowd. That's the guy she first met when she crossed over to wash her face by the stream, riding a horse to retrieve her idol.

Chacha screamed in her head, she actually exchanged shells with idols?! All sorts of bold ideas came out like crazy, and the excitement almost made her faint.

"You're going to have two souls, and that's a dangerous thing to do." The witch's gloomy warning echoed in her ears. Cha Cha instantly felt a chill down his spine. The idol is staying in her shell now, didn't she see her kennel?

Here, "Cha Cha" woke up from his deep sleep, raised his eyes to catch a glimpse of the portrait of himself eating, and couldn't help but gasp. Confused thinking, he stood up from the floor, his brows furrowed slightly, and what was more chaotic than his thoughts was the furnishings of this room. There are debris scattered everywhere, as if someone has robbed it.

The soles of his feet stepped on a piece of rune paper, and the yellowed surface of the paper shone with a red streamer.

"Cha Cha" bent down and picked it up, except for the different symbols, the handwriting, paper, and ink pen pigments were exactly the same as the immortal talisman given by that person. A few feet away, sat the mysterious brush that wrote the spell. The mood was slightly relaxed, and only then did I notice the strangeness of the body. The hands holding the rune paper were too delicate, as if they didn't belong to them.

The end of the head of the bed is like a mirror. "Cha Cha" sees his face.

It's a dream.

But if it's a dream, everything in front of you is so real.

Strange mirrors, strange beds, weird desks with never-before-seen mechanisms. And the headlights at the foot of the bed, the light is projected on the ceiling, as if you can see the whole starry sky. These are things he can't imagine. There was a thud on his wrist, and the obsidian bracelet suddenly came to life, transforming into a five-foot-long black dragon, leaping to his left and turning the doorknob obediently.

In this world, there are dragons?

The door opened, and Cha Cha walked down the spiral staircase. More novelties are in front of you. The snow-white spirit beast jumped past it, and the black dragon followed and tugged at its furry tail. It feels like living in a legend. "Cha Cha" continued downstairs, and at the bottom of the stairs stood a strangely dressed woman.

"Cha Cha, are you awake? I thought it was okay and made dinner. Ah Xue beckoned Cha Cha to eat, Bai Ze's whisper came from her head, and her hands instantly blocked in front of her vigilantly, "You are not Cha Cha, who are you?" ”

"I ......" The other party paused, raised his hand to draw the shape of the immortal talisman in the air, and the bright red lines solidified in the air, which was the protective shield of Cha Cha.

"Ah, I see." Ah Xue suddenly relieved her heart, "You are Chacha's idol!" ”

"Idols?" The other party is puzzled.

"The idol is, she likes you very much." Ah Xue carefully considered the words, she hadn't chased the stars, and she didn't know how to describe it for a while, "It's not the kind of love between men and women." Well, it should be said that it is worship, and she especially adores you. For a moment, Ah Xue seemed to see the other party's face flushed, but quickly returned to her original look.

"How can I be in Cha Cha's body?" After speaking, I felt that this sentence was a little awkward.

"It's an immortal talisman." The snow-white spirit beast suddenly spoke, and both of them were startled. "It's the only thing Cha Cha has given you. Theoretically, it's your only connection. The little black dragon followed Bai Ze's example, stretched his neck and tried to speak to show his existence, but found that his tongue was not suitable for pronunciation. Gray back to the master's wrist.

Its owner didn't care, and continued to ask, "Can I go back?" ”

"You were summoned by Cha Cha, I don't know the principle." Bai Ze said truthfully, "The world you live in now is completely different from the original. ”

"Well, I feel it." Cha Cha's idol was thoughtful, "Can you tell me about you?" ”

"Eat and talk." Ah Xue pointed to a large table of dishes in the living room and said.

Cha Cha stood on the high platform, the symptoms of social fear kept attacking, and the temple of thinking was a mess.

Although with the skill of the brainless powder, he has initially grasped the current battle situation.

In terms of time, 24 hours in the wizarding world is equivalent to three days here, and she only needs to wait honestly until September and cooperate with the main force to move eastward. Even if he can't wait for the idol to come back, the trick Cha Cha will use next will make up for it.

The only problem is that as an Internet addict girl who has never experienced war, she simply doesn't know anything about marching and arranging. Well, even if there was simulation training in 404, it was a long time ago. What's more, that kind of training is no different from beating a strategy game. This is a living ancient battlefield, and every level is a cruel proposition.

Serious faces gathered together, and Cha Cha not only had a social fear attack, but also a dense fear to join in the fun. Her ears were buzzing, and she silently prayed in her heart that her idol could figure out the situation as soon as possible, and by the way, deal with Prince Xavier who was trying to make trouble over there, and then send her soul back to Xingcha as soon as possible.

Damn, you must not disgrace idols. Cha Cha felt that she should say something, but the more nervous she was, the more she couldn't say anything. The sky was like a cauldron upside down, the blue color suddenly turned black, the color of the side of the pot was dyed blood red, and Cha Cha hallucinated.

Stars appeared on the pitch-black pot surface, and the starlight from hundreds of years ago passed through the space and projected into Cha Cha's eyes. The starry sky is vast, like a chessboard, the eastern sky is entrenched in the dragon, and the stars from all directions gather in it, and the momentum is vast and swallowing the sun and the moon. Looking down, wildfires ignited from the corners, dodging and cleverly surviving, sharp claws hiding in the dense dark clouds, waiting for the right moment to head in the direction of the dragon's heart.

Slay the dragon. Cha Cha repeated in the bottom of her heart, and the trembling of her body slowly stopped.

The neatly lined up soldiers in the audience changed in Cha Cha's eyes, and those unfamiliar faces like copy and paste, as if they were not living things, were staggered and transformed, like parts of a mecha. Full LCD windows, multi-petal blade electromagnetic cannons, magnetic rheological dampers, and hydraulic rotating flywheels are incomparably powerful to cast a complete war machine, and everywhere it goes, it is in ashes.

The three-minute silence made the audience's eyes more condensed. Chacha's blood gradually boiled, and the gorgeous rhetoric sealed in the depths of memory jumped out one after another. She was even thinking about whether to take someone to copy a few pill refining pill rooms, and use those materials that the alchemists didn't know to engage in a wave of perfect art before the idol came back.

A strange aura enveloped the barracks, and Cha Cha skillfully drew her sword and raised it above her head. The familiar middle two lines echoed in his mind, with the long sword in his hand, daring to bind the dragon.