Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

However, what Chu Luye did not expect was that the road to the starry sky would be so long.

It grew so long that he sat on the dragon's head and almost fell asleep in a dream.

However, the starry sky above still looked very far away, as if they had only flown half the distance.

Only when Lu Ye looked down at the beginning, could he see from the bamboo forest that had turned into an afterimage that they had indeed flown a long way.

why?

Chuluye was a little puzzled.

This place is obviously just his dream, but the starry sky is so real and far away.

Are ordinary dreams so vast and empty?

This is definitely system or task related.

He must have overlooked something.

Chuluye pondered.

While he kept thinking about what he had overlooked, the dragon kept flying towards the starry sky under his control.

...The existing clues are too limited, it is difficult for Chu Luye to find out anything.

So another way of thinking, what kind of dreams would Mona have besides the existing clues?

If it is said that Mandrill's dream is a killing environment entangled by the resentment of the demon god.

Then Mona, a great astrologer, should have her dreams full of astrological jargon, esoteric symbols, and difficult knowledge.

But here there are only stars, and it's so far away from the water.

According to the idea of ​​designing the game, how to put it, the intersection of customs clearance should not be here.

Mona's dream, presumably, cannot be solved by simple and rough methods, perhaps more relying on the brain to think.

Chuluye looked at the starry sky.

With his poor astronomical knowledge, he can only recognize the Milky Way, the Big Dipper and the Cowherd and Vega at best.

What's more, this starry night sky is not the sky of their world, but the starry sky of Tevat, a false sky that is doomed to everyone's fate.

In this case, it will be even more difficult for Chuluye to find any rules in it.

Wait... The Heaven of Falsehood.

Chu Luye suddenly noticed this crucial clue.

His gaze traveled back and forth between the starry sky above his head and the lake below his feet, struggling to compare their positions amidst the twinkling of the stars.

Milky Way, Altair, Vega, Big Dipper...

Chuluye slowly widened his eyes.

All the stars that cannot be found in the false sky above are reflected one by one in the lake below.

That's right, Mona's divination is originally a water divination. In this case, isn't it normal to be able to see the real appearance of the starry sky from the reflection in the water?

Then, his goal should not be above, but below!

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In Chuluye's bedroom.

Several people are confronting each other.

Tomoko Suzuki was sitting beside Chuluye's bed with his arms folded, and on the bed lay Chuluye who was unconscious with a high fever and still had an ice towel on his forehead.

Zhong Li maintained a steady posture and sat on the only chair in the bedroom, facing Suzuki Tomoko's scrutiny calmly.

Mandrill stood behind Zhongli in a guarding posture, looking warily at the woman opposite who seemed to have little respect for the emperor.

Tomoko Suzuki's scrutinizing eyes slipped from Zhongli to Mandrill, and then went back and forth between the two for a while.

She opened the mouth first: "You two, can you please go down and discuss in detail why you appeared at my nephew's house. I don't want to disturb my nephew's rest because he is still sick."

Of course, Tomoko Suzuki could see that these two guys who were not dressed like ordinary people had an unusual identity.

The green-haired one is fine, although he looks like a very powerful thug, but after all, he is too young. The real boss between the two should be this fashionable old man who dyes his hair with gradients and puts red eyeshadow on his eyes .

In fact, she couldn't guess the age of the brown-haired man, but the calm but dignified demeanor of this man made her feel that he would not be young.

There are many ways for modern people to take care of themselves. As long as they pay attention to it, there are many ways to make people look like a young man in his 50s at the age of 20.

Most importantly, judging from Tomoko Suzuki's fashion vision over the years, the clothes that Genyoshi bought that didn't fit his style and figure were definitely bought for the man in front of him.

...Is it the kind of little boy who specially cultivates his temperament to deceive inexperienced children?

Tomoko Suzuki looked solemn.

Zhongli nodded calmly, and was not aroused by the temptation and guard in Tomoko Suzuki's words.

In order to avoid waking Chu Luye, he spoke in a low voice: "Of course, I ask this lady to go ahead."

Zhongli stood up, watched Tomoko Suzuki open the door first, and walked out lightly.

Mandrill wanted to follow behind.

But Zhongli shook his head at him, and said in a low voice: "You stay here to protect the traveler, I'm afraid that the resentment of the demon god will stir up when he is defenseless."

The young immortal froze in place.

And Zhongli didn't care how much his words shocked Mandrill, he just went out the door and went down to the first floor with Suzuki Tomoko.

Through the door that has not been closed, the sound of two people talking downstairs can still be faintly heard.

Mandrill closed the door with complicated eyes, blocking the sound of the conversation from the door.

He stood by the bed, stared at Chu Luye's pale and abnormally flushed face for a while, and reached out to stroke Chu Luye's black hair scattered on the pillow.

...is the grudge of the Demon God.

Mandrill pursed his lips.

Even though he was close at hand before, he didn't notice anything, and he didn't even think about whether Chu Luye, who made him have a beautiful dream, paid any price for it.

Mandrill, who has been entangled with the demon god's resentment for many years, looked at the black mist entangled in Chu Luye's hair that was constantly agitating in his vision, and made the same judgment as Zhongli before.

——These grievances have confirmed the identity of Chu Luye, and ordinary methods can no longer strip them off.

It can be seen from this that Chu Luye can let them wrap around himself in such an unusual way, he must have done something beyond ordinary people's imagination.

However, the difference from Zhongli is that Mandrill will not go too far into probing what Chu Luye did in order to be contaminated with the resentment of the Demon God in this way.

The young fairy who is not stained with the world has a very simple idea: "This is my choice and my retribution, and they should not be borne by you."

If one must be found to bear the last grudge of the Demon God, it should be me, not you.

Your living, bright life.

Mandrill held up a strand of Chu Luye's scattered black hair, lowered his head slightly, put his lips on it, and dropped a light kiss without any meaning.

The resentment entangled in Chu Luye's hair suddenly boiled up as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and he tried his best to hide away from the young fairy.

However, the area they can hide in is only so big, no matter how hard they try, how far they can hide.

Wisps of black mist followed the strands of black hair and entangled back to the body of the young immortal.

Mandrill silently felt the weight of his body, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fortunately, this method is still feasible, and he can get these resentments back from Chu Luye, so that he won't...

"……elf?"

At some point, Chu Luye opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked suspiciously at Mandrill who was half kneeling beside his bed.

A pair of black eyes and another pair of golden eyes looked at each other for a few seconds.

The one with the dark eyes blushed first.

"You, you, you, you... what are you doing, doing, doing, doing, what!!"

Chu Luye did a sit-up and sat up from the bed.

The strand of black hair left in Mandrill's hand naturally slipped out of his palm.

"do not move."

Mandrill reached out and grabbed Chu Luye's wrist.

"I am expelling the resentment of the demon god for you."

Chu Luye was startled, and met Mandrill's serious golden eyes.

He remembered the scene he saw when he just woke up.

——Those wisps of black mist... Is Mandrill absorbing the resentment from him?

"No, no!"

Chu Luye covered the hair on his head.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say that it doesn't matter if these grievances stay here with him, as long as it can make Mandrill feel more relaxed.

After all, the resentment I have here is only a small part of Mandrill, and staying with him is just to let him have a fever like today, which is definitely much better than letting Mandrill bear everything alone.

But Chu Luye's words came to his lips, and he temporarily changed it to another sentence: "The head, the hair, is a very, important, thing! No, can't, let you, casually, shorten it."

The young immortal was stunned, and slowly let go of Chu Luye's hand, a layer of doubt floated in his golden eyes: "Even if you are infected with the resentment of the demon god for this?"

Is hair so important?

As soon as Chu Luye's words came out of his mouth, he immediately felt something was wrong.

But seeing that Mandrill seemed to be really fooled by his words, Chu Luye had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue editing.

"Yes, yes, modern, human, hair is easily, easily, worn out. So, hair, is, very important, something."

"It's so..."

Mandrill stood up from the ground suspiciously: "Human emotions are really incomprehensible."

Chu Luye suddenly felt a sense of guilt for cheating the innocent boy.

He looked at the pure gold in Mandrill's eyes, and reluctantly said, "Yes, yes, human beings are very, very complicated."

Mandrill glanced at Chu Luye, picked up the ice towel that had fallen on the quilt because he sat up suddenly, and put it back on Chu Luye's forehead.

The young immortal held Chu Luye's head, and pushed the black curly-haired boy, who was exhausted from fever, back onto the bed.

"Lie here and rest first, I'll call the emperor."

Mandrill walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Suddenly there was only Chu Luye left in the bedroom.

Chu Luye lay on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling, feeling that his hot brain seemed not so dull anymore.

But what did he seem to forget?

Rewind time a little bit.

Chu Luye finally discovered the truth of the false sky in the dream.

His eyes lit up, he patted the faucet under his hand, and pointed to the lake: "Let's go there!"

With a howl, Long Chang turned around and flew towards the lake.

Because there is no need to overcome gravity this time, they fall much, much faster than they rose before.

But Chuluye still thinks it's not enough.

They have already flown up too far, and now that they have found the intersection to clear the customs, Chu Luye doesn't want to spend too much time on the way.

He wanted to go out early and meet Zhongli and Mandrill earlier.

He was afraid that the two of them would have a conflict with their aunt.

Although with Zhongli around, the possibility of conflict is not great, but Chu Luye is still worried.

After all, this is the first time that Chuluye and the two people who are closest to him meet in this world.

Chu Luye first turned the ice sword in his hand into water, let go, and watched it fly upwards.

The detachment of the ice sword increased the falling speed of Chu Luye and Long by an insignificant amount.

But it's not enough, the size of the dragon is too huge, such a little speed is far from enough.

Chu Luye looked at the dragon.

The dragon's mind connected with him, and it let out a long roar, and the water that made up its tail began to separate from it.

Just like a rocket abandons its upper-stage propulsion module section by section, the dragon also abandons its own body section by section.

The water detached from the dragon gave Chu Luye and the dragon greater speed.

Like a comet with a long tail, they crashed straight down from the sky.

It's just that what makes up the comet's tail is not bright flames, but round, bubble-like water droplets and water polo.

They twirled in their weightless fall, like transparent and shining pearls.