Syllable.

The bedroom door opened, Yang Wei showed half of his body at the door, beckoned to Yang Lan, and said, "Xiaolan, come in." Lu Yang's dream treasure needs you to identify it. ”

Hearing this, Yang Lan was ashamed and embarrassed, and she could clearly see the smile in Yang Wei's eyes. But it's about Lu Yang, and I don't have time to rub it off.

Say yes casually. After a little hesitation, her concern for Lu Yang still overcame her own shyness, held her head high, and forced herself to enter Yang Wei's bedroom with the calmest pace, but her trembling hands still betrayed her.

Seeing Lu Yang's bandaged upper body, Yang Lan's eyes showed a look of doubt. She clearly remembered that when she was fighting the Dryad, Lu Yang's back had not been attacked, but now it was tightly bandaged.

"If these injuries weren't from the time he spent the dream with you, then his injuries came before that. I could already smell blood on him when I was at the bar, indicating that he had been injured before this, and it was not light. Yang Wei had already seen what Yang Lan was thinking, and explained to Yang Lan while taking off the white gloves stained with blood on his hands.

"That's right," Yang Wei said, "That's what I'm going to let you see." ”

Yang Wei held a thick fiery red book, and on the cover of the book, there was a six-pointed star array with a white border, and the six corners of it were filled with blood red, crimson, and turquoise. Of the three colors, turquoise is the heaviest, while the other two are slightly lighter.

It is Lu Yang's Flame Secret Classic.

Yang Wei slowly took the Flame Secret Book away from Lu Yang's side, and when he was about a meter away from Lu Yang, the book suddenly turned into a flame and disappeared, and at the same time, an identical flame on Lu Yang's back suddenly burned, turning into the Flame Secret Book again.

"This ...... Is this a confession of the master? will he even take the initiative to return to the master!" Yang Lan was stunned in surprise.

Automatically returning to the master's side, this is at least a gold-level dream treasure that is likely to come with an ability. Under normal circumstances, as long as the dream treasure is in the hands of the dreamer, it can be used immediately. The dream treasure that recognizes the Lord is basically not seen, but all the dream treasures that recognize the Lord have good abilities!

Yang Lan took the Flame Secret Book and slowly opened it.

It's still an ordinary white page, and there's nothing magical to see.

The white light rose again, and Yang Lan released the Dream Seal True Knowledge Pupil, and her gaze that emitted milky white light slowly moved to the Flame Secret Codex.

Judging from the energy emitted by the Law of Flame alone, it was only a bronze high rank. But in Yang Lan's eyes, there is also an oval, window-sized aperture on the book.

This aperture was like a window, through which Yang Lan saw a sea made of flames. Blood-red, crimson, and turquoise waves of fire churned in this seemingly boundless sea of fire.

In the vast sea of fire, there is a strange red pattern floating in it, which is particularly conspicuous. The red color of this pattern was like the purest flame, just the moment she saw it, Yang Lan just felt a trance in her spirit, as if she had suddenly entered the sea of fire, and she felt an unbearable burning all over her body.

This is the dream seal in the Secret Book of Wild Flame, the Law of Wild Flame!

A fiery red figure suddenly flashed in the sea of fire, and before blocking this fiery red dream mark, he faced Yang Lan from afar, floating quietly.

The figure was extremely fast, leaving behind a fiery red figure with each movement. And the color of the sea of fire also provided him with cover, and he didn't see it in its entirety until he stopped Yang Lan.

A tall and burly body, fiery red armor, and a turquoise pattern on it.

Yang Lan felt that this figure was standing in front of her, and her powerful might was like a domineering king.

"Whoever spied on the majesty of the gods, die!"

The burly figure suddenly roared out such a sentence, and the turquoise flames in the three-color sea of fire suddenly peeled off from the sea of fire, turning into a turquoise spear and stabbing towards Yang Lan.

There are indescribably many green fires in the sea of fire, and the condensed spears are naturally indescribably large.

In front of it, Yang Lan only felt like a small ant, unable to resist at all.

Seeing the tip of the spear slowly enlarge in her eyes, Yang Lan closed her eyes in despair.

Suddenly, a figure of red and blood-colored flames appeared.

The figure wasn't as tall as the guy in armor, not burly, but extraordinarily slender.

With a wave of his left hand, the red flames in the sea of fire converged, condensed into a huge red flame hand, and grabbed the green giant spear in front of him.

Dream Print: Flame Treadclaw!

The giant hand slowly gripped it, the thick tendons showed its strength, and the indomitable attack of the giant spear slowed down.

"Xiaolan, are you okay?" the slender figure turned his head and said with concern to Yang Lan.

Hearing the familiar voice, Yang Lan was overjoyed.

This figure must be Lu Yang, at a critical moment, he came to save himself!

There was no way to speak in this sea of fire, Yang Lan nodded slightly to Lu Yang in front of her, indicating that she was all right.

The corners of Lu Yang's mouth curved slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Turning his head, he looked coldly at the burly figure opposite.

"It's you guy hiding here, secretly absorbing my flames, right? If you hadn't fainted and come here, and your movement in absorbing flames was so big, I'm afraid I would never have found you, right?" Lu Yang is now very sure that the suction power that almost sucked himself dry in the Flame Secret Archive was probably the ghost of this guy.

The left hand slowly clenched, and the momentum of the giant spear's forward rush finally allowed the flame giant hand to intercept it.

The flames on the burly figure churned, venting his anger.

"Whoever blasphemes the majesty of the gods will die!"

Bow and rush forward!

The burly figure that had always claimed to be a god pulled out a fiery red phantom, and in an instant, it came behind the giant spear and kicked behind the gun.

The simple action had the explosive power of a volcano, and the giant spear that had been paused suddenly advanced in front of Lu Yang again.

The hair condensed by the flames was quietly pierced by the sharp tip of the spear.

The giant spear slitted Lu Yang's forehead like a dragonfly dotting water, and he pushed it away with his manipulating flame giant hand.

A small black hole appeared on the forehead of Lu Yang's flame figure, and a wound appeared on Lu Yang's forehead in real life at the same time.

Yang Wei, who had been standing beside Lu Yang, was quick with his eyes, and the hemostatic cotton in his hand immediately covered Lu Yang's forehead tightly.

In the sea of fire, Lu Yang, who was composed of flames, frowned slightly, and reached out to caress the wound on his forehead.

There was no blood, just a tiny hole.

This body made of flames has no pain, but this does not mean that Lu Yang is safe and sound now. On the contrary, the hole in his forehead made him feel unspeakable pain.

It's like something very important is missing, and the whole person is hollowed out and empty.

This is a wound from the soul, which is more direct and unbearable than the damage from **.