As the minutes passed, there seemed to be no movement in the endless darkness except for the occasional howl of wolves, but the uneasy feeling in Don Quixote's soul seemed to grow more and more serious.

Of course, his uneasiness, Char Qin couldn't perceive, she just felt that she might be suffocated if she was covered like this again, so she put her two hands on Don Quixote's forearms, and tried to gently remove his hands, but the result was not moving, Don Quixote had completely given up the normal perception at this time, the whole body was driven by instinct to tense tightly, and at the same time opened his soul eyes to the maximum, obviously he was more willing to believe in his soul instinct than the outside where there was no movement.

Char Jean, who tried to pull Don Quixote's hand a few times but failed, took a long breath through her nose to relieve the feeling of aggrieved, of course, she was not stupid, Don Quixote was so cautious, she didn't dare to make any too big noise or movement, and finally she had to give up taking off the hand that was pressed on her mouth.

"But," Char Jean clenched her hand into a fist as she withdrew into the covers, "don't expect to forgive him casually, and be sure to ask tomorrow that if her future husband is a voyeur, she will never marry him, even if he is still charming."

"No," Don Quixote, squinting, felt that the danger did not seem to come from the boundless darkness, but as if it was a wave of uneasiness from the depths of his soul, "what the hell is going on?"

Just when Don Quixote was surprised, his soul seemed to be suddenly out of his control, free will completely awakened at this moment, instead of Don Quixote's own will to control the soul, countless psionic energy gushed out from the soul, Don Quixote's congenital slightly cyan psionic energy instantly wrapped his own body, of course, because free will took over Don Quixote's body, his hand involuntarily took over.

"Whew~" Losing the pressure of Don Quixote, Char Qin was finally able to take a deep breath, and the suffocation in her chest was instantly swept away, but the strange appearance on Don Quixote also made her a little overwhelmed, so she could only sit up and lean on the edge of the tent with the quilt and look at Don Quixote in a daze.

At this time, in her eyes, Don Quixote, who was half-kneeling there, covered his chest with his hands crossed, and his whole body was wrapped in cyan spiritual energy, and with her high-level mage's eyesight, Char Qin could still see that Don Quixote's spiritual energy seemed to be operating in a very mysterious way, as if she was constructing some kind of spell, but she couldn't see what kind of structure it was.

Not only her, but even Don Quixote was taken aback by the change in his soul, because there was such a powerful and complex magic array hidden in this so-called free will caste, Don Quixote found that this mysterious and abnormal magic array did not appear in any infrastructure that he had seen before, in other words, this is a new magic architecture system, so Don Quixote, who had never seen this kind of magic array, did not know what its function was, of course, free will saved him many times, and he was not afraid that this thing would hurt it, so he was no longer surprised, but put away his mind and continued to observe。

Under the command of free will, Don Quixote found that his spiritual energy seemed to be constructing a certain kind of defensive magic array, and the reason for his guess was because the thick layer of spiritual energy outside his body was changing shape, and this shape looked like an egg, to be precise, an eggshell engraved with intricate and mysterious patterns, so in Don Quixote's opinion, such a condensed shape must be a defensive magic array.

After a few breaths, Don Quixote was wrapped in a pale cyan eggshell, and the dense lines on the eggshell made Char Qin, who was staring at Don Quixote, suddenly confused, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably, fortunately, the tent was strong enough, so Char Qin fell asleep in the posture of leaning on the tent, obviously because the brain could not process the large amount of information received in an instant, and finally crashed.

"Bang!" A crisp sound from the soul level, although Don Quixote couldn't see it, but he did notice that something seemed to hit the eggshell, because of this impact, the dense lines on the eggshell that seemed to be like some kind of text all lit up, as if to increase the defense of the eggshell, but this time Don Quixote was wrong, the role of these lines is not defense, but counterattack, those increasingly bright lines seem to be like the filament of the ancient tungsten lamp in the past, like a somewhat dazzling white light around it。

"Bang!" is another crashing sound, it seems that these lines have been completely enraged, it may also be that these lines have finished reading, ready to release the ultimate, all in all, the mysterious magic patterns are getting brighter and brighter, and finally after reaching a certain apex, they scatter in all directions, looking down from the sky, Don Quixote is like a large light bulb of several thousand degrees, completely illuminating this endless wilderness, so that many nocturnal monsters are frightened to hide, because according to their instincts, the dawn is still early-

In the palm of the Buddha's hand, a pair of golden eyes of the Buddha are looking in the endless void, in its senses, it seems that it is getting closer and closer to the target, at this time, the two golden lights seem to hit something, blocking the way of the Eye of Fate, this change really surprised the Buddha, because it means that the other party has a certain ability to resist the Eye of Fate.

When in the desolate world, many great powers have this ability, at least to shield themselves, to say big, to disturb the world's heavenly opportunities, people can't calculate, but in the world of Faeron can find such a person, and he is just a mage of the ring, how can this not surprise the Buddha, at this moment, the Buddha even had some doubts, that guy is not a doppelganger of a true god or something

"Bang!" The Buddha is also a powerful existence in this world that is second to the true god, so although there are thousands of suspicions in his heart, he still drove the golden light of fate again to hit some kind of defense that blocked his way, anyway, as long as he is still in the Buddha country, the true god will not want to grasp his true position.

But this collision, but let the Buddha see what it means to use a magnifying glass to see the sun, a burst of dazzling to the extreme white light stabbed on the eye of fate, since the fight to cross into the world of Faerun, this is also the Buddha's first formal sense of injury, the sharp stinging sensation made the eye of fate can no longer maintain, two golden lights that have been pursued for thousands of miles also dissipated in the void, and even the entire void is a little faintly chaotic, obviously, in the words of the Buddha, that burst of white light disturbed the "heavenly machine"

In the palm of the Buddha's kingdom, the Buddha is a god, and any damage it suffers can be repaired almost instantly as long as it consumes the power of faith, so the eyes that were burned by the white light have returned to normal at the moment, of course, the Buddha did not open the eye of fate again, it doesn't matter if it is used once, if it is used continuously, it is really possible to be discovered by a boring true god, it is not good.

There is also the situation in the void It also perceived, "It can actually disturb the heavenly machine" Suddenly, the Buddha seemed to think of something, "The chaos is just beginning, there are no living beings, the avenue is fifty, the heavens are forty-nine, and there are ten ** This is the one who escaped, and this one chose this little mage, no wonder his soul is so special." ”

"Heaven is one of them, it is a glimmer of life, and the people related to this have never been able to speculate according to common sense, maybe the glimmer of life of the poor monk is in this person's body, haha!" Thinking of this, the Buddha actually laughed happily, although he did not see the cause and effect, but according to the Buddha's speculation, Don Quixote and Xiui's future lives will inevitably intersect, as for the final outcome, it is not something he can guess -

"Smack," Don Quixote pulled out the wooden bolt that fixed the tent, and after knocking on the soil on it a few times, he began to fold the tent, in order to facilitate the next use, and then folded the tent very carefully, and the rope was also wound in an orderly manner, and finally Don Quixote, who stood up, waved his hand, and the tent returned to his space ring.

However, Char Jean, who has a cold face since he got up in the morning, seems to have no intention of talking to Don Quixote, obviously, this female prince is still not relieved that "Don Quixote" peeked at the toilet, although in fact, Don Quixote just watched her not come back for a long time and used psionic energy to detect it, and after discovering her embarrassment, he sent a few pieces of paper over, and he was not perverted enough to peek at the woman going to the toilet

Because the situation is actually still very tense, without the protection of the soul of the ancestors, the current Char Empire is like a young girl without clothes, although the young girl's kung fu itself is also extremely strong, most countries still dare not plunder its edge, so all the way is Don Quixote wrapped in psionic energy Char Qin and then flew at a very fast speed in the direction of the main city, but the distance is too far, even the mage of the ring can not float in the air indefinitely, let alone with a person, In addition, there are many dangers in the wilderness, so after Don Quixote flew until noon, he stopped, ready to have lunch, and by the way, take a rest to ensure that the spiritual energy is sufficient, of course, there is no good treatment for lunch, that is, nibbling wheat bread, and of course, bottled water.

"Give."

"Humph!" Char Jean turned his head away, after knowing that violence could not have any effect on this man, and he did not want to summon the ancestors, so the only choice Char Jean had was the Cold War.

"Don't eat it," Char Jean was not Kyle, and Don Quixote was too lazy to speak, and it seemed to him that this pampered aristocrat would have lost all her temper after two days of starvation.

"Hmph!" Char Jean saw that Don Quixote really had no gentlemanly demeanor and took back the bread and water in his hand, and snatched the bread in anger and chewed it with a squeak.

Originally, as a prince, Char Qin should not have such a big reaction to being peeked at, at most she is disgusted with this person, after all, she herself has made plans to use her body to marry in the future, but Don Quixote is different, in Char Qin's heart, this man has become more and more in line with her ideas, she intends to cultivate this man as a husband, but he has done such a graceless thing, if he really wants to see it that way, directly speaking, Char Qin may not be so angry.

"Let's go," said Don Quixote, patting the dust off his body and standing up, stretched out his hand to Char Jean, who was sitting on the ground, apparently to take her on to the main city.

"Wait," Char Jean took Don Quixote's hand and stood up, but did not mean to take off, but after thinking for a few seconds, she stared at Don Quixote with her head held high, and finally said the first sentence in most days, "Tell you the truth, did you peek at me when I went to the bathroom?"

(To be continued)