"Well, although I can't tell you my real name, you can call me 'Dengguo' (Hika)."

"Hika?"

"No no no, it's writing 'Light-like fruit'."

"Strange name... hiss!"

The white snake followed Mingyin's fingers, got into his cuff before Mingyin could react, and swam all the way to his neck, as if he had found a good place, coiled it with peace of mind, it looked like a uniquely shaped necklace from a distance .

"Don't...don't be so sudden, I'm begging you..." Ming Yin made a weak voice.

The cold scales still remain on the skin. Mingyin's normal body temperature is already low, but snakes, being temperature-changing animals, are even colder.

Reminds him of cold death.

The little snake breathed a sigh of relief, sighing like a grandfather soaking in a hot spring.

"Sure enough, this position is the safest and most comfortable."

And Oda Saku always has some ideas that are different from ordinary people, and he speaks out at strange timings.

"A fruit that looks like a lamp...referring to your eyes?"

"That's right! You're very discerning, human."

The little snake blinked, the nictitating membrane wrapped the red iris, covered the sharp and eye-catching vertical pupils, and then retracted.

"Did you name it yourself... No, someone should have named it for you."

"Well, someone else made it, a human child. But that man died long ago."

The Dengguo who said this was different from the first impression, as if it was a virtual image projected from a very ancient past at this moment.

Also, He should have gone through a long time.

Because this snake is full of childish arrogance both in its way of speaking and its appearance, Mingyin has no sense of "this is a long-lived monster" at all, and only thinks it is a childish ghost that is easy to coax.

"Although the life of a human being is fleeting to me, it passes in the blink of an eye, but that child's life seems to me to be too short... Maybe it's because it ended too suddenly .”

"Suddenly, it took me nearly ten years to realize it. It turns out that the child is dead."

His self-proclaimed suddenly became "I".

White Snake's tone sounded like he was lamenting a lost friend, with helplessness and nostalgia for the time difference.

But Mingyin thought, probably not like this.

What he said affected him far more than what he showed.

It is so deep that no matter how many times I repeat Jingzhe and Frost's Descent, this pseudonym created for myself by others will always come to my mind one step ahead of my real name.

The holder of the friend account can command all the monsters on the list.

Mingyin knew this spell.As far as he knows, this spell is not difficult for people with strong spiritual power to use, but because of this, it is easy to be used by malicious guys and cause disasters, so it is set up by the conjurer group It is a forbidden technique.

Monsters who are restricted by this spell will have their demon power restrained to a certain extent and cannot use their full strength.

So, is this weak white snake who claims to be the Lord Snake God just a thin layer of illusion?

Maybe his real appearance is not as weak and weak as it is now.

And he came to him because he wanted to find out about his friend's account.

At least that's what he said.

Generally speaking, from a normal logical point of view, it should be that you want to get your name back, terminate the contract, or simply want to snatch the friend account and take it for yourself, so you want to go to the friend account. or there.

But Deng Guo didn't say that it was going to ask for the name back, or snatch it, it just said that it wanted to go to the location of the friend account holder, and the specific purpose is still unknown.

Natsume Reiko.

The original creator of the account of friends.

Probably, it is related to this person.

But why are you looking for him?

Why did he think that he would definitely help him instead of attacking him as a foreign race?

In other words, could this also be part of the "vortex"?

Mingyin has been resisting to think about this matter, but the unusual things that happened one after another seem to be deliberately pushing him to think about it, not completely under the control of his own will.

This feeling of not being able to control one's own situation is not good, but at present, Ming Yin, who is the person involved, still feels, wait.

Wait for the key thread that connects everything to surface, and then, when the time comes, think about whether to hold on tightly or let go.

Then, when he thought of this step, he suddenly realized that he had really been living in ignorance.

It's not because he never wanted to live clearly, but because he deliberately didn't want to think about something that was stuck on his heel.

He knows what those are.

For example, taking half a step back is a cliff of eternal doom.

"You shouldn't have done anything bad, right?" Mingyin touched the little snake's head with the pad of his index finger.

"What? Are you doubting my uncle? I told you, this uncle is very noble..."

"Yes, I know."

Maybe it was just that he was thinking too much.

However, he also knows that the good and evil deeds defined by human beings are meaningless to existences like Dengguo.

Youkai always live as they please, and they are much closer to nature than humans.

It's like the wind, like a flower, like a stream flowing quietly all over the mountains and plains.

There is no so-called "reason" in their behavior, they just follow their own principles.

Oda Saku felt that this matter was probably not too complicated, and there was no malice under layers of camouflage, but it was very simple.

On the pale neck of the pale-haired boy, there was a small white snake coiled around. When the scales on his head were gently rubbed against the pads of his index fingers, the cool eyes of the reptiles narrowed, as if It is the juice flowing from the ripe luscious fruit, accompanied by the burning fire in the thick night.

The little snake's body is very slender, and its scales are not hard and sharp, but the movement of wrapping around the boy's neck is deliberately loose and loose, not very close, absorbing body temperature through a layer of distance.

Oda Saku thought, if this white snake had a huge body, it would probably use this posture to surround the human being he was looking for in a safe area, and fall asleep around the warm fire.

Although it was just an intuition without any reason, standing here at the moment, he could feel a kind of emotion flowing quietly and spreading, like a glimpse in a long time, unknowingly and so suddenly torn apart. After the harsh winter spent sleeping underground, it is early spring on the ground.

Lord Snake God probably just came to see May [-]th, that's all.

The friend account or something is probably an excuse for not wanting to reveal the secret that must be kept silent.

The red-haired man who knew a lot, but didn't know a lot, used his own set of logic to think about unreasonable things, so naturally, he met those berry-like ripe red eyes.

I will keep it a secret.

He made this mouth shape.

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