Mo Chen did a backflip, jumped up from the ground, looked at Margaret who was standing aside, and secretly wondered in his heart: "Shouldn't I have fallen into this woman's real dream again?"

As soon as he thought of this, the tone of the wilted child suddenly became a little unkind.

"Hey, Margaret, I'm asking you something!"

Margaret wrinkled her nose and puffed out her bun face, she was very unhappy that this coward had asked herself in such a tone.

"Why? First of all, let me tell you, I don't necessarily know what you're asking! Even if I do, I won't necessarily tell you the truth, because I don't have that obligation! Well, that's all, you can ask. ”

“......”

What is this? I haven't asked you yet, so what's the difference between me asking and not asking?

Mo Chen couldn't control the urge to strangle the woman, clutching his head and thinking about how to speak.

Looking at Mo Chen, who wanted to speak and stopped, Margaret's patience was exhausted, is this bastard making fun of this girl? Thinking of this, Margaret's pretty face was covered with layers of dark clouds, as long as the breeze blew, it must be thunder and lightning, and it was pouring rain.

"Didn't you say there was something, tell it quickly, don't be sluggish, or this girl will leave!

Margaret's reminder made Mo Chen not hesitate any longer, and he simply said his question neatly.

"Okay, did you just use Real Dreams on me again?"

Natalia's burgundy eyes flickered, and Mo Chen's question made her extremely interested.

"Do you feel like you've fallen into someone else's dream?"

"Hmm!" Natalita's accosting made Mo Chen feel extremely unnatural, could this woman forget what happened before so quickly? If he didn't want to get news from Margaret's mouth, he would definitely not pay attention to this red-haired woman! So Mo Chen deliberately pretended that there was no woman in front of him, and said perfunctorily.

"You're still mad at me?!" Natalia had a playful smile on her face, how could she not see Mo Chen's resentment with her eyesight?

"Boys should be generous and understanding of other people's difficulties, so you don't need to be so stingy!"

"I must be angry! I don't have a good impression of a woman who says one thing in her mouth and another in person, and sells people unequivocally. What's more, no one stipulates that stinginess is the preserve of you girls!Uncle, I'm just stingy, what are you going to do!" Mo Chen replied to Natalia in a nasal voice, looking at the woman who had sold herself with a sarcastic expression, and her tone was full of disdain.

"Besides, people like me don't need to understand your difficulties, after all, you are a noble person, how can I be qualified to understand your behavior?"

What about Her Royal Highness the Fifth City Princess! Her noble identity cannot hide her hypocritical nature!

“......”

"Wow! I didn't expect you to say so well, I, Flora, are speechless. It seems that I am the only one who shows my admiration for you with my actions!" Before Flora could finish speaking, her hand reached out to Mo Chen's face and ravaged it indiscriminately.

The woman in front of him, who suppressed him in terms of strength, height, and bloodline, Mo Chen's resistance was quickly resolved, and he could only keep a straight face and let Flora's hand continue to rage on his face.

"Can you cast your dreams at will? To use such advanced dream illusions, the caster must be very close to the caster, and must not be distracted in the process of casting, otherwise he will stay in someone else's dream forever! But Margaret has been with us all the time, how can she have time to cast a spell on you, and besides, who would cast such a laborious spell on a person like you, could it be that you have a nightmare and need to find a scapegoat?"

Flora happily fiddled with Mo Chen's extremely flexible face, sometimes pinching it into a pig's nose and then into a duck's beak.

"My hands are a little sore right now, so can I blame you for being too thick-skinned and holding my hands?"

How can there be such a woman, I just ask casually, and I don't insist that Margaret did it.

Your hands hurt, my face hurts even more, and how long can I remove your claws from my face?

"How do you help them talk? Aren't you hostile before?" Mo Chen's words were slurred as his face was kneaded by Flora, and he still struggled until he escaped from the clutches of this woman.

"Who told you that former enemies can't be friends? and I'm partners with them now. Can't I help my partner say something fair?"

Your height and appearance are already very unfair, and your approach is not rude. Is justice the right word for you? and do you know how to write justice?

Of course, these words can only be stuffed in the stomach, and if you say it directly and be beaten into a pig's head, there is no justice at all......

"It's been a long time since I've used this illusion, at least since I came to the Song of Ada. For you, I only used it once on the Divine Passage, and after that, I rested for a whole day before my mental strength slowly recovered. Margaret looked into Mo Chen's eyes, as if she wanted to find some clue from them.

There was another thing she didn't tell anyone, she had tried to peek into Mo Chen's heart with a real illusion before, but she couldn't use it successfully again anyway. That meant that if you used the True Illusion on Mo Chen once, you wouldn't be able to use the same illusion again.

"Your eyes are clear, and there is no cloudiness of the features that you have exhibited after the illusion. Besides, it's easy for you to cast illusions like real dreams? Who would be bored enough to use such a wasteful spell on you! It's normal to have one or two nightmares after sleeping so much every day. ”

"Really? I'm sorry. Mo Chen lifted Flora's hand from his face and smiled apologetically at Margaret. Who would use illusions on someone who knows only how to eat and sleep for a day, just as a normal person doesn't want to see a sleeping pig in his sleep.

"Maybe someone has the same hobbies as His Highness the Second City, and he just fell in love with this kid, so it's not surprising. Flora looked back in surprise at Natalia with a smile on her face. Xin said: "Hey, little girl, I didn't provoke you." Even just now I helped you out of the siege, even if you are not grateful, how can you turn into a mad dog and open your mouth to bite people everywhere?"

No one could have imagined that Natalia, who usually doesn't say much, would suddenly say such a sentence, and Mo Chen and Flora couldn't find anything to fight back against her for a while, and the group could only stare at each other with wide eyes.

After a while, Mo Chen barely pulled his mouth and said a sentence from his mouth with great difficulty.

"What do you mean?"

"Literally!"

"......" is a woman who blatantly defies his personality and tramples on his intelligence.

"You...... You ......" After saying several of you in a row, Mo Chen couldn't find anything else, only hoping that his gaze could turn into substance and let it pierce a few holes in this woman's body.

Ignoring Mo Chen's angry gaze, Natalia gracefully turned away from the fragrant meadow. A smug smile is drawn on the face where others can't see it.

Margaret spat out a playful tongue at Mo Chen, giggling and catching up with Natalia not far ahead.

It wasn't until the two of them completely walked out of his line of sight that Mo Chen withdrew his glaring gaze. On the side, stretching his seductive and criminal posture, swaying his slender and plump legs, he came over and patted him on the shoulder, as if his sister was gently comforting his younger brother who was still angry.

"Everyone else is gone, what do you see? Let's go, it's time to eat!"

In view of the sound in the previous dream, Mo Chen had no intention of eating at all, and waved his hand weakly.

"I'm not hungry, you can go by yourself!"

"Who said I was going with you?" said Flora, her ice-blue eyes flickering.

"What's the matter, are you still angry with that woman, or let's go and get revenge on her tonight!"

"Go ahead, I'm not interested. Mo Chen just wanted to go back to his bedroom and continue to sleep, and at the same time looked forward to being able to dream of the sound again, so what was the intention to joke with Flora.

After rejecting Flora's proposal, he immediately retreated and fled.

After not running a few steps away, Mo Chen seemed to think of something again, turned around and said seriously, "You paid a certain price to let me return to my free body, I am very grateful to you." But I still don't understand that being the next heir to the Second City would pay these prices for someone I didn't know before.

You know, I scolded you at the time, and you did kill me after that. But why did you suddenly change your mind, not only did you not care about my faults, but also redeemed my free body. What is your purpose!?"

Flora retracted the smile on her face and stepped forward to look down at the boy who was half a head shorter than herself. This time, Mo Chen didn't retreat, tilting his head to meet him.

"I can't tell you now, but Zong will know one day. Maybe it might be your life that I asked you to pay back at that time!" Flora lowered her head and held Mo Chen's cheeks with both hands, staring deeply into his dark eyes, and quipped with a bit of playfulness.

"Okay! I owe you, you can come back to me at any time, including this life!"

"Aren't you afraid? Maybe I'll really want you to pay for your life!"

"Afraid! Of course afraid. But at least I'm freer than a slave, and I have the right to control my own life!

Do you think so, I really hope that day will not come.

Flora looked at the figure that had disappeared from her sight, shook her head slightly, and walked away from the fragrant meadow on her slender legs.

......

I don't know how long it has been since I reached this place called the City of Never Sleep, and the real night has faded by the artificial light, but the darkness that remains in people's hearts is growing little by little.

On a cool autumn night, without the advent of night, the mosquito creature could only try its best to play the horn of the charge at a high pitch, constantly looking for a breakthrough on Mo Chen's face comparable to alloy hardness.

But after a long time, the mosquitoes finally despaired, their horns hoarse and unable to move, and stopped on the skin of this high-tech composite material to rest.

And the owner of this cheek, Mo Waste, even if he slept so early, failed to meet the owner of the voice again in his dream.

At this time, his saliva was flowing soundly, and his mouth let out a moan of happiness like a sow's dystocia: "I can't eat it!"

In a hidden corner not far away, a few strong men heard this sin-like moan on their monitors, and thought it was someone who had suddenly changed something, until they ran to the window where the moaning kept wafting out......

"I said brothers, this thing must have been a pig in my life. Otherwise, how can such a non-human voice be made. I don't dare say he has any other talents, but at least he must be an expert at learning how to call pigs!"

This group of people was lying on the window, looking at someone inside, they were all "moved" to tears by the owner who made this sound, can you be more intoxicated?

What the strong men didn't notice was that Mo Chen, who was still moaning with his back to them, burst out of a dark black light under his unconsciously slightly opened eyelids, mixed with a slight electric sound, but this sound was drowned out in the sound of the horns of the mosquito swarm.