Pushing open the door, the world in front of him was shrouded in night. Shen Yanxiao blinked and chuckled secretly.
"It seems that it is not difficult for me to enter the second floor of the Cuiling Tower. Isn't it just seven days? I seemed to have been in a daze for half a day." Shen Yanxiao touched his chin and joked a few words to himself. Memories, walking towards his and An Ran's tree house.
Along the way, Shen Yanxiao walked lightly under the moonlight.
After the second layer of seal was unlocked, she specifically checked her human magic. The current situation has returned to the intermediate level of a great warlock. It doesn't take long for her to return to the ranks of summoners.
Then!
Then she can send the mascot back to the fantasy world!
Shen Yanxiao's thoughts were particularly beautiful.
After a while, she returned to her dormitory.
However, An Ran was not in the dormitory. Shen Yanxiao didn't feel anything and went directly to his bed and lay down.
Absorbing the power of life is a kind of enjoyment for elves, but Shen Yanxiao is more of a human habit, so after practicing for most of the day, she prefers to lie down and rest.
Perhaps a little tired, Shen Yanxiao felt a sense of carelessness as he lay down, his eyelids drooped, and he slowly fell into sleep.
Just when she was returning to the Bright Continent in her sleep, returning to her own place where the sun never sets, a loud noise suddenly woke her up from her sleep.
Shen Yan sat up depressedly, tilted his head and looked at An Ran, who was standing at the door of the study room, stunned, and a... watermelon that was smashed on the floor?!
"It's a coincidence. I'm hungry, so I won't be polite to you." Shen Yanxiao jumped out of bed with a smile, bent his waist, stretched out his hand, picked up the long fruit that looked like a watermelon, and then put it on the On the table, he took out a sharp dagger from the Najie and "dismembered" the fruit with three strokes, five divided by two.
Shen Yanxiao hugged a piece and started eating it.
Although it doesn't taste like watermelon, it's pretty good.
Shen Yanxiao ate contentedly, not noticing at all that An Ran had been frozen at the door from the beginning, not moving even a step.
It wasn't until Shen Yanxiao eliminated half of the "fake watermelon" that she noticed that there was a statue hanging at the door.
"An Ran, why are you standing there?" Shen Yanxiao was very satisfied with his meal. He supported his chin with one hand and looked at his somewhat silly roommate.
If you combine An Ran's errand and Mo Yu's nagging, it will really be Tang Nazhi!
An Ran came to his senses in a daze amidst Shen Yanxiao's shouts. He rushed to the table and looked at Shen Yanxiao from top to bottom in great surprise.
"What's wrong?" Shen Yanxiao frowned slightly. She just ate his fruit, so she didn't need to be so shocked, right?
Perhaps because he knew that An Ran was an elf from his maternal ancestral home, Shen Yanxiao was not particularly oblivious to An Ran.
"You...are you really Yan Xiao?" An Ran held back his words for a long time before he could say these words.
Shen Yanxiao immediately gave him a look.
"nonsense."
It's only been one afternoon, why is this kid so brain-drained?
"You...are you okay?" An Ran swallowed his saliva and asked.
"What can happen to me?" Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows. Why did she think An Ran's questions were stranger than the last?
An Ran hesitated for a long time and then said slowly: "You are in the Cuiling Pagoda..."
"What happened to me in the Cuiling Pagoda?" Shen Yanxiao still didn't understand what An Ran meant.