Time passed by, and there seemed to be no other movement in the endless darkness except for a few wolf howls that still occasionally drifted over. However, the uneasy feeling in Don Quixote's soul seemed to become more and more intense.
It's getting more serious.
Of course, Xia Qin couldn't feel his uneasiness. She just felt that she might suffocate if she was covered like this again, so she put her two hands on Don Quixote's forearms and tried to
I gently took off his hand, but it didn’t move at all.
Quixote had completely given up on normal perception at this time. His whole body was tensed up driven by instinct. At the same time, he opened his soul eyes to the maximum. It was obvious that he was more willing to believe than the silence outside.
The instinct of one’s own soul.
Charqin, who tried to hold Don Quixote's hand a few times but failed, took a long breath through her nose to relieve her aggrieved feeling. Of course, she was not stupid.
Being so cautious, she didn't dare to make any loud noises or movements. In the end, she had no choice but to give up and remove the hand that was pressing on her mouth. After such a torment, the anger in her heart had almost dissipated. Anyway, no matter how angry she was,
I can't beat this man either.
"But," Xia Yaqin retracted her hands under the quilt and clenched them tightly into fists, "don't expect yourself to forgive him casually. You must ask Qingchu tomorrow if your future husband is a voyeuristic person.
, I will never marry him, even if he is indeed very charming."
"No," Don Quixote, who squinted his eyes, felt that the danger did not seem to come from the boundless darkness, but seemed to come from a wave of uneasiness coming from the depths of his soul, "What on earth 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, replacing Don Quixote's own will to control the soul. Countless souls
Able to spurt out from the soul, Don Quixote's innate cyan spiritual energy instantly enveloped his own body. Of course, since free will took over Don Quixote's body, his hands also
He took it involuntarily.
"Huh~" After losing Don Quixote's pressure, Xia Yaqin could finally take a deep breath. The tightness in her chest was instantly swept away, but the strange look on Don Quixote's body also made her a little nervous.
At a loss what to do, I could only sit up and hug the quilt, lean on the edge of the tent and look at Don Quixote in a daze.
At this time, in her eyes, Don Quixote was half-kneeling there with his hands crossed and covering his chest, and his whole body was wrapped in cyan spiritual energy. However, with her high-level mage's eyesight, Xia Qin still saw
Don Quixote's spiritual energy seemed to be operating in a very mysterious way, as if he was constructing some kind of spell. However, she could not tell what structure it was.
Not only her, but even Don Quixote was shocked by the changes in his soul, because this so-called attribute of free will actually hid such a powerful and complex magic circle. Don Quixote discovered that this
This mysterious and abnormal magic circle did not contain any infrastructure that he had seen before.
In short, this is a brand new magic architecture system, so Don Quixote, who has never seen this kind of magic circle, is not sure what its function is. Of course, free will has saved him many times. He is not afraid of this.
Things will hurt it, so no longer be surprised. Instead, put your mind away and continue to observe.
Under the command of free will, Don Quixote found that his psychic energy seemed to be building a defensive magic circle, and the reason he guessed this was because the thick layer of psychic energy outside his body was forming
Change its shape, and this shape looks like an egg. To be precise, it is an eggshell engraved with complex and mysterious patterns. Therefore, in Don Quixote's view, such a polymorphic shape must be a defensive magic circle.
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After a few breaths, Don Quixote was wrapped in a light blue eggshell. The dense lines on the eggshell made Xia Qin, who was staring at Don Quixote, suddenly confused and out of control.
Fortunately, the tent was strong enough, so Xia Qin fell asleep in the position of leaning on the tent. Apparently, the brain could not process the large amount of information received in an instant, and finally crashed.
"Bang!" A crisp sound sounded from the soul level. Although Don Quixote couldn't see it, he did notice that something seemed to hit the eggshell. Because of this impact, the dense texture on the eggshell seemed to be something.
All the lines that looked like words lit up.
It seems to be to increase the defensive power of the eggshell, but this time Don Quixote got it wrong. The function of these lines is not to defend, but to counterattack. The increasingly bright lines seem to be like the ancient tungsten lamps of the past.
Like a filament, it seems to be surrounded by a somewhat dazzling white light.
"Bang!" There was another collision sound. It seemed that these lines were completely irritated. It may also be that these lines had finished reading and were preparing to release the ultimate move. In short, the mysterious magic lines became brighter and brighter, and finally reached a certain level.
After the peak, wow
Scattered around, looking down from the sky, Don Quixote was like a big light bulb with thousands of degrees, completely lighting up the endless wilderness, so that many nocturnal monsters were so scared that they hid.
, because according to their instinct, dawn is still early.
Within the Buddha in the Palm, the Buddha's golden eyes were searching in the endless void. In its feeling, it seemed that it was getting closer and closer to the target. At this moment, two golden lights struck something,
Blocking the way of the Eye of Fate, this turn of events really surprised the Buddha, because it meant that the other party had some ability to resist the Eye of Fate.
In the prehistoric world, many great powers had this ability. At the most, they could shield themselves. At the most, they could disturb the secrets of the world, which was beyond belief. However, such people can be found in the world of Faerun.
He was just a Master of the Ring. How could this not surprise the Buddha? At this moment, the Buddha even doubted whether that guy was a clone of a true god or something like that.
"Bang!" After all, Buddha is the last powerful being in this world after the true God, so although he has countless suspicions in his heart, he still uses the golden light of fate to hit some kind of defense that blocks his way. Anyway, as long as he is still there
In the Buddhist Kingdom, the true God cannot even think of catching his true self.
But this collision made the Buddha see what it means to look at the sun with a magnifying glass. A burst of extremely dazzling white light pierced the eye of destiny. Since he traveled to the world of Faerun, this can be regarded as the Buddha's first
an injury in the formal sense,ju
The stinging sensation in the eye made it impossible for the Eye of Fate to hold on any longer. The two golden lights that had been pursued for thousands of miles also dissipated in the void, and even the entire void was slightly chaotic. Obviously, in the words of the Buddha, that burst of light
Explosive white light disrupted the "secret"
In the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm, the Buddha is a god. Any damage to it can be repaired almost instantly by expending the power of faith. Therefore, the eyes burned by the white light have returned to normal at this moment. Of course, the Buddha has not opened the destiny again.
Eye, it doesn't matter if you use it once alone, but if you use it continuously, it might be discovered by some boring true god, that would be bad.
Moreover, it also sensed the situation in the void, "It can actually disturb the secret of heaven." Suddenly, the Buddha seemed to have thought of something, "Chaos has just opened, there are no living things, there are fifty avenues, four or nine heavenly evolutions, eight out of ten
Nine, this is the one who escaped, and this one chose this little mage. No wonder his soul is so special."
"The chance of survival is a glimmer of hope. People related to this cannot be speculated according to common sense. Maybe the humble monk's glimmer of hope lies in this person, haha!" Thinking of this, the Buddha actually smiled happily.
Although he didn't see the cause and effect clearly, according to the Buddha's speculation, Don Quixote and Xiu Yi would definitely intersect in their subsequent lives. As for the final outcome, it was not something he could guess.
"Bang," Don Quixote pulled out the wooden bolts that fixed the tent, and after tapping the soil on it a few times, he began to fold the tent. In order to facilitate the next use, he folded the tent carefully and put the ropes in order.
After being entangled, Don Quixote finally stood up and waved his hand, and the tent returned to his space ring.
However, Charqin had a cold face since she woke up in the morning and seemed to have no intention of talking to Don Quixote. Obviously, the female prince was still not relieved that "Don Quixote" peeked into the toilet.
Although in fact, Don Quixote just used his psychic detection to see that she hadn't come back for a long time. After realizing her embarrassment, he sent a few pieces of paper to her. He was not perverted enough to peek at a woman going to the toilet.
Because the situation is actually very tense. Without the protection of the soul of the ancestors, the Xia Empire is now like a young girl without clothes. Although the young girl's own kung fu is also extremely powerful, most countries still dare not
Grabbing its edge, Char and Qin, who was wrapped in psychic energy by Don Quixote along the way, then flew towards the main city at an extremely fast speed, but nothing happened.
The distance was too far. Even the Ring Mage couldn't float in the air without restriction, let alone carrying a person with him. In addition, there were many dangers in the wilderness, so Don Quixote stopped after flying until noon.
, prepare to have lunch and take a rest to ensure sufficient psychic energy. Of course, there is no good treatment for lunch, just eating wheat bread and of course bottled water.
"Give."
"Hmph!" Charia Qin tilted her head. After knowing that violence would have no impact on this man, and she didn't want to summon her ancestors, the only option Charia Qin could choose was the cold war.
"Forget it if you don't want to eat," Char Qin was not Kyle Don Quixote, so he didn't bother to talk. In his opinion, such a pampered aristocrat would lose all temper after starving her for two days.
"Hmph!" Charia Qin saw that Don Quixote took back the bread and water in his hands without any gentlemanly manners. He grabbed the bread with anger and chewed it.
stand up.
Originally, as a prince, Xia Qin should not have such a big reaction to being peeked at. At most, she would be disgusted with this person. After all, she had already made plans to use her body to get married in the future.
, but Don Quixote is different. In Xia Qin's heart, this man has become more and more in line with her ideas. She intends to train this man as her husband, but he has done such an ungraceful thing.
If he really wanted to see it and said it directly, Xia Qin might not be so angry.
"Let's go." After having lunch and resting for about an hour, Don Quixote dusted himself off and stood up. He stretched out his hand to Charia Qin who was sitting on the ground, obviously to take him.
Let her continue flying to the main city.
"Wait," Charia Qin took Don Quixote's hand and stood up, but she didn't mean to take off. Instead, after thinking for a few seconds, she stared at Don Quixote with her head raised.
, finally said his first sentence in a long time, "Tell the truth, have you ever peeked at me going to the toilet?" (To be continued...)
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