I’M Really Not The Demon God’S Lackey
Chapter 29: - iris
Lin Jie looked up. ⁇ reference ↑ ↑ see ↑ book ⁇
Only then did I discover that there seemed to be a golden light shining in the canopy covering the sky.
It's just that snow falling in the sky and beautiful slices on the ground rob them of their appeal.
And the dense leaves cover them well.
Therefore, Lin Jie did not notice that the tree was still bearing fruit.
Baiyin gave four options.
Trees, fruit, flowers, and nectar.
Lin Jie thought for a moment and put the tree away first.
He could not take the tree, and the tree looked like ..well, completely useless.
Second, exclude flowers in the same way.
Other than being able to decorate, it seemed to have no effect, and she had just picked up a flower and pinned it to Silver's ear not long ago.
It always felt strange asking the other party to send back flowers now.
All that remains is fruit and nectar.
Lin Jie thought for a moment, looked at the golden fruit that shone faintly on the tree, and said, "Can I eat it directly?"
He really had no interest in nectar, so it was better to taste the fruit growing in his dreams.
This can be considered a very unique experience.
Silver smiled: "Of course I can."
"Mistake."
As soon as his voice fell, a fruit like a golden apple fell by itself.
Lin Jie reached out his hand just to catch him, and turned around to play him.
Golden apples are oddly long and smooth, and each arc gives the impression of perfect proportions, and look the same when drawn.
Appearing again, this kind of structure only exists in dreams.
But no matter what it was before, it now had to go into Lin Jie's stomach.
"Crack, click."
Lin Jie ate this small apple in two or three bites.
The taste is not much different from ordinary apples, crisp and sweet, with a lot of sugar and moisture, and does not even have a core. ÷ san∫ let ∫ read ∫ book ÷
It seems like the taste in the dream also refers to reality.
It is wishful thinking to expect some unusual taste experience.
At this moment, Lin Jie suddenly felt a little fuzzy in his consciousness, and felt that he might have woken up.
"Very fast..."
The time felt in a dream must be different from reality.
Many times I felt that many things had happened in my dream, a series of transitions, and even a novel with tens of thousands of words could be written.
But in fact, I probably only slept for five minutes.
And sometimes, it feels like a few moments in a dream, and one night has passed.
Although Lin Jie felt very sorry in his heart, he could not control when he went to sleep and when he woke up.
"I have to go."
Lin Jie said to Bai Yin, then stood up and extended his hand.
The latter held his hand, smiled and gently hugged him with strength, a soft and magnetic voice sounded in his ears.
"I hope that when the next night comes, we can still meet in our dreams."
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Yoai, the panicked black witch.
"The Faceless Man of Black Scales" is Wilde's student.
The entire world of black magicians knows that the destruction-level black mage, Wilde, once had two disciples.
The reason for being Zeng was only because these two disciples, one was already dead, and the other chose to betray.
The person who died was called Charles.
And the living are called Yoai.
Yoai's "Fire Extension" today is a partner of White Wolf leader Khris, and a core member of the "Red Sect", the organization of black magicians.
"This time, choosing Herris might be the wrong move, but choosing someone else is a big mistake."
He looks so young, even at a glance of up to twenty years, He has short hemp hair and a thin face, all the spots on the base of his nose and a black tattoo on the side of his face.
There was a bandage on his arm, and his entire arm, including his palm, was tightly tied.
This was the result of a sneak attack by Ji Zhixu along with Khris.
As a hunter, Khris has the power of dirty blood to regenerate at high speed, and he can even tear one of his arms without changing his face.
But as a dark magician, Yoai's physique was basically the same as a normal person.
There was no way to accept his wound harshly, and there was no way to heal himself.
Moreover, this kind of wound was actually not fast enough to heal with magic The best treatment effect was the Church Dome.
But in the past three years, the Dome Church in Nuojin District has announced that they will not provide care to the Dark Witch.
Ascending.
The reason is not about position.
The Dome Church is in charge of care, not to teach you how to be a man.
But dark witches, especially low-level dark witches in large numbers below.
"Ji Zhixu, including Lao ... Wilde, it seems to have something to do with the bookstore owner on 23rd Street, as if their destiny has been rewritten here."
You Ai muttered to herself.
Wilde suffered a lot of injuries back then, and he knew it all.
And with his teacher's arrogance, even if he didn't die in the end, there was a high chance that he would never reappear.
But who knows, Wilde still appears, and seems stronger.
"Hopefully his intelligence is wrong."
Yoai turned her head and looked at the middle-aged black magician John next to her: "Remember your mission?"
"remember."
The black mage lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Explore the situation of the bookstore and the bookstore owner. All you need is the level and appearance of the opponent, the general layout and location of the bookstore."
You Ai said, "Go, you'll give me some good news, won't you?"
John's figure disappeared instantly, turning into a shadow that melted into darkness.
Shadow operations!
This was John's best skill, and also the best way to detect intelligence.
He went through the shadows of the building at an extremely fast speed. Night is his best disguise.
Twenty-third Street's.
Number 412.
book shop.
Coordinate location reached immediately.
John slowed down the pace, looked around the bookstore, and gradually became cautious.
But at the same time there are some doubts.
Here ... there are obviously no ether fluctuations, if perceptively, it is just a simple bookstore.
But the task that is considered very important by superiors is certainly not simple.
He entered the door of the bookstore and walked on the 1st floor of the bookstore, there were no abnormalities whatsoever, there were only bookshelves and books neatly arranged and tight.
So he slipped to the second floor.
The top floor layout is more fleeting, and it's like a regular bookstore.
He searched all the places to explore, and eventually only the bookstore bedrooms remained.
It was the only place where there were signs of life, although its aura was still ordinary, it did not seem extraordinary.
In other words, the bookstore owner fell asleep here.
As John approached the bedroom door, he thought, maybe he can kill this guy, and then come back to report "Actually, the person you're worried about is just an ordinary person, and I've killed him."
He laughed blankly, then turned back into his old self, and reached out and opened the room door.
The gap in the door slowly grew wider.
John's eyes looked dull for a moment.
Inside the door, countless bloodstains covered the entire room. Peristaltic blood vessels and massive sarcomas appear radially, spreading from the central bed to the surroundings. From the blood-dense wall at the head of the bed to the bed, a white cluster of irises grew, emitting a dim light.
It shone on the smiling face of the young man on the bed who seemed to be dreaming.
John had yet to react, and the blood shot was made alarmed, and straight from the ground, densely, rushed towards him