The setting sun drowned in the clouds, blood-red.

Luan was bouncing down the jungle trail as she searched the village for ingredients for tonight's dinner.

Suddenly, her sharp gaze seemed to lock on something, and then she raised her hand to seal it in seconds, and shouted: "Get up!" ”

In the next second, an earthen wall suddenly rose in front of Luan, and she leaped up, instantly picking a mushroom standing on top of the earthen wall with lightning speed.

"Wuhu, a bumper harvest~"

Luan carefully placed the mushrooms in a dilapidated bamboo basket, the twenty-eighth mushroom she had found today.

The setting sun stretched Luan's shadow for a long time, and she looked back in the direction of the village, and could faintly see a wisp of black smoke rising there.

"It's time to go back."

In the village, the puppet was lighting a fire, and it took him more than twice as long as usual to light it.

Just now, he encountered a very unusual thing, that is, he actually repeated a prophetic dream with exactly the same content as the previous one.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and it stands to reason that the content of the prophetic dream could not be repeated, unless......

Unfold the [Divine Consciousness Mimic Dream] forbidden scroll, which records several possible accidents, and one of them coincides with what the puppet is currently encountering.

Heavy Dreams: The results of the two spells are very similar, and this may be due to an upcoming accident that is about to happen to the caster, causing the spell to malfunction.

“…… Too significant? ”

When reading this, the puppet's heart was suddenly covered with a layer of coldness, what accident would be so serious that the technique would fail? Even if it's about life, it's not like that, is it the consequence of this accident......

Worse than death?

The puppet suddenly remembered the strange things that had happened in the past two days, huge monsters, mutated brown bears, and mysterious red-robed people......

His head started hurting again.

Generally speaking, a prophetic dream can see a major accident that can happen to him within three days, but if the puppet now has the same prophetic dream twice in a row, it means that what he sees is not what will happen in three days, but when will it happen?

The flames in the pyre gradually rose and danced like a red elf leading the wind.

Just as the puppet frowned and thought, Luan returned.

"Sit down and let's talk."

The puppet's face was gloomy and he looked very depressed.

Luan didn't know what was going on, but she still sat down next to the puppet, and the bamboo basket containing the mushrooms was hidden behind her, as if she wanted to surprise the puppet later.

"What kind of ninjutsu do you know?"

"Hmm...... Fire, earth, water, thunder, wind. Luan replied truthfully.

"How many kinds of ninjutsu do you have mastered so far, and can you learn and develop new ninjutsu on your own?"

"12 types...... Yes. Luan nodded slowly, not understanding why the puppet suddenly asked this.

After that, the puppet asked her a whole bunch of questions, most of them about combat ability.

Looking at the puppet with a frown, Luan was a little confused, thinking that he was being serious again, not only did he not take these words to heart, but also complained and teased the puppet from time to time, completely unaware that the eyes under the puppet's eyebrows gradually changed slightly.

Looking at Luan in front of him, who didn't understand what he meant at all, somewhere in the depths of the puppet's heart couldn't help but waver.

At present, it seems that if he wants to escape the catastrophe predicted by the prophetic dream, he can basically only rely on Luan. However, he didn't feel any sense of security from her now.

Since he has put his heart and soul into this, he must know how much Luan can bring him in return. In a sense, she is now the second combat force, the second identity, and the second heart of the puppet.

and Second Life.

The heavy twilight pressed the sky, the thin clouds floated like wisps, and a bright moon was faint among the clouds, like pearls wrapped in a ball of silk.

The puppet lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then looked up at Luan again.

Luan's face glowed with orange and red, and his big sparkling eyes seemed to be talking to him.

Compared with before, her body has a soul and her eyes have a temperature.

"Are you willing to die for me at any time?"

The puppet suddenly asked a cold question, but felt that maybe he shouldn't have asked it.

Because it is clearly recorded in the [Soul Destiny] scroll, no matter what the circumstances, the slave must put the safety of the master first, which is a setting that cannot be changed.

But there are always exceptions to everything, and there is already a failure of the [Divine Consciousness Dream Imitation] technique, and he doesn't dare to guarantee that the [Soul Covenant Destiny] will not go wrong.

Luan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then nodded vigorously.

"Prove it to me."

The puppet suddenly took out a cold kunai out of nowhere and threw it to Luan.

I don't know why, after Luan became self-aware, he always had the illusion that Luan's essence had changed.

Perhaps it was because of years of wandering that he understood that the nature of human nature is selfish, intolerable to prying eyes, and cannot stand the test, even if Luan was created by him.

"I don't need you anymore, let's finish myself."

As soon as these words came out, the temperature around him was as sharp as falling into an ice cave in an instant, and Luan looked at the puppet in disbelief, his eyes seemed to be stretched with sadness, and his eyes flashed with confusion, incomprehension and loss.

She wanted to say something, but the puppet's gaze was like an unquestionable sword, cutting through her flesh, emptying her blood, draining her marrow, and stripping her of all right to resist.

The master's orders fell like a mountain, Luan's heart was like ashes, and his little face turned pale with fear. I saw her slowly put the sharp tip of the knife against her neck, and then closed her eyes in despair and wiped it down!

......

The bright red blood did not gush out as expected, leaving only a slight trace of blood on Luan's neck, and the puppet promptly withdrew the kunai into the system space.

The burning flames shook constantly, and the dry wood crackled, rhythmically dragging the shadows of the two people past and back.

The puppet looked at Luan, who had not yet reacted, and was frozen in place.

Although it was just a small test for him, he seemed to hear the broken voice in his heart just now, and the reluctance and helplessness that flashed when Luan's eyes finally looked at him.

But he couldn't help it, he was very anxious now, the scene in the foreknowledge dream was like a knife hanging over his head, it could fall at any time, and everything had to be safe.

I don't know how long it took, Luan came back to her senses, and looking at the puppet's somewhat distracted eyes, she seemed to understand something.

The night is like a beast that can't be seen, rushing from one end of the sky to the other.

After a moment of silence, Luan stood up silently, the moonlight and candlelight shining on her face, separating the light and the dark.

I saw her come to the puppet without saying a word, and the innocent and immature breath between her eyebrows began to become calm and deep little by little with the gradually amplifying light.

Following the puppet's somewhat stunned gaze, she leaned down slightly and hugged him slowly and gently. The soft and warm jade body began to dispel the cold mist that shrouded the puppet's heart little by little.

“…… Ahh ”

Suddenly, Luan spoke, his tone as gentle as a breeze, rippling in his ears.

"I don't know how strong I am, and I don't know if I can keep you from getting hurt. But I want you to know that even if there is no contractual relationship between us, even if it costs me my life, I will not hesitate to fight for you until the last moment. ”

Luan's voice is like silk, and every note fills the hole in the puppet's heart.

After a while, she let go of the puppet and looked at him with a gentle gaze, the dancing fire reflected in her pupils.

"My life is given by you, and I live only for you. No matter what happens, I will never betray you and ...... forever"

Looking at Luan's eyes, the puppet only felt a firm and majestic force transmitted from her slender fingertips to the hundreds of bones of her limbs, vibrating every inch of his skin from the inside out.

"Do you believe me?"

The silence seemed to have taken root, and the puppet did not answer.

......

Time passed suddenly, and the expression on Luan and the puppet's face when they looked at each other was like a whole century-long shot.

Finally, the puppet nodded slowly. As his frowning brow gradually eased, the uneasiness, panic, and last doubt about Luan in his heart dissipated into the sky along with the ashes that had been extinguished in the flames beside him.

……

"Fire Escape, Phantom Dragon Ember!"

Suddenly, the fire beside the two of them suddenly swelled, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a fire dragon with teeth and claws, and a deadly wildfire surged in the skylight, as if it was about to burn all the way to the sky, reflecting everything in the vicinity in red.

At the same time, the puppet quietly sealed, and the surrounding area of the village was suddenly filled with fire, and a large cloud of smoke exploded continuously.

Between the lightning and flint, I saw several red figures being blasted into the air, and then swallowed by the ferocious fire dragon, and there was no corpse.

For a while, there were alarms, and blood splashed.

In the midst of the chaos, Luan slowly stood up, raised his arm and waved slightly, and the fire dragon swallowed several red figures one after another in a frenzy.

Soon, all the uninvited guests who appeared around were resolved. Luan stood quietly at the intersection of light and shadow, the mottled glow burning a golden halo on her.

Suddenly, she turned around, and the clear eyes reflected the slightly noisy face of the puppeteer.

After a moment of silence, the two looked at each other and smiled, bathed in the light of the fire, as if they were also burning.