Chapter 1835

Angel walked out along the platform of luoyunye until he came to the edge of the blade.

Most people dare not come here. After all, the edge of the blade is very soft. If you don't pay attention, it will slip. You know, it is hundreds of meters away from the ground, and there is no load under it. If you accidentally fall from here, you will certainly fall into meat patties without certain means.

However, angel did not care whether the edge of the blade was dangerous or not, and stepped out with one foot.

The imaginary falling scene did not appear. He stood steadily in mid air.

At his feet is a completely transparent bridge in the sky.

Angel didn't stop and walked quickly ahead. In front of him was a boundless sea of clouds and islands glittering with stars in the distance.

There is the destination - Magic Island.

Through the thick and light clouds, the wet water vapor made his impetuous red hair slightly droop, and his half long and not short forehead hair covered a lot of sight. Angel, who didn't care about the image, picked up the red hair that covered his right eye and was rolled to the back of his head.

When he was about to scratch the left forehead, he saw a figure not far away in his right eye.

On the cloud shrouded sky bridge, there is a tall and straight figure standing quietly at the end of the sky bridge. Behind him is the magic island floating in the air.

Angel squinted and saw the identity of the figure.

It was a young man in a white gold uniform. He looked very handsome, but his eyes and expression were emitting the smell of coldness and alienation all the time.

He is clearly in front of him, but he has a strange feeling, as if he is far away from the real world, but standing at the end of fate, the empty future.

He is a member of the Baiyuan people who have been sleeping for more than a thousand years.

Although Angel recognized Dorothy's identity, he didn't say hello, but pretended not to know him, didn't look around, slowly penetrated the clouds and walked to the magic island.

However, just as angel was about to pass by Duoluo, Duoluo held out his hand and stopped angel.

Angel was trying to pretend he didn't know DORO and ask why. As a result, when I looked back, I saw Duoluo looking at himself with bright eyes, and the previous atmosphere of alienation and indifference was swept away.

Although DORO hasn't spoken yet, angel reads from his eyes that he must have recognized himself.

Angel was ready to ask "who are you", but he swallowed it silently.

"Dorothy, why are you here?" Angel pretended to see DORO.

"I'm waiting... Sir." Duoluo's voice was very calm, but the special ending tone betrayed his excitement.

Duoluo's answer shows that he knew angel would come back in advance, so he came to wait.

"What can I do for you?"

Duoluo nodded and was about to say something. Angel stopped him: "I happen to have something to tell you. Let's go inside."

After that, angel turned around, stepped across the bridge of the sky and boarded the magic island. Duoluo saw this and followed up.

All the way, angel didn't speak, and dodo didn't say a word. Until they passed through the forest and saw the location of the manor from a distance, angel finally couldn't hold back. He took the lead in saying, "how did you recognize me just now?"

This question has been lingering in angel's heart. His current image is not made by magic, but by solid deformation. Many official wizards don't recognize it. How did DORO, a wizard apprentice, determine his identity so?

For angel's inquiry, Duoluo always asked and answered. This time, he didn't hesitate and said directly, "I see."

"What do you see?" Angel touched the beard on his chin and looked at DORO with puzzled eyes.

"I saw the picture just now." Duoluo describes the content in the picture. The red haired man walks across the bridge of the sky. He walks leisurely. His ultimate goal is magic island.

"What's the point of this picture?" Angel remembers that the pictures Dorothy saw are generally meaningful. Does this picture have any unusual meaning.

Dorothy: it has no meaning, but this picture makes me sure that the person in the picture is you

After hearing Duoluo's explanation, angel sighed in his heart. Sure enough, no matter how powerful deformation... Can't equal prophecy.

In other words, it is not worth the prophecy picture seen by the Baiyuan family. It's hard for other prophetic wizards to see through angel. After all, he has props to block prophecy, but the people of the Baiyuan family are different. The pictures they see are not spontaneous, so they can't make the blood night shelter take effect.

Perhaps this prophecy is a bit random, but there is no doubt that it is a terrible talent for prophecy. It's terrible to be able to bypass all the barriers and see the end straight.

Angel is very lucky. Fortunately, the only two people in the southern region who have the gift of prophecy of the Baiyuan family have a good relationship with him.

Through the unicorn ranch and the Falcon flying field, angel returned to the manor all the way.

At the entrance of the manor stood two shadow servants, a big one and a small one. From their masks, it could be seen that the big one was steward Goodall and the small one was whitbiton.

"Welcome back, master pat." Steward Goodall bowed to angel, and wheatton also imitated steward Goodall's actions.

Angel answered and asked, "where's greya?"

"Lord Barbie and Mr. assaz, in the magic cabin by the lake, do you need me to call them?"

Angel shook his head. "No, I'll ask."

"Young master, do you need to eat?" As he walked to the hall, housekeeper Goodall asked.

Angel shook his head. "No, I have something to tell DORO."

After seeing steward Goodall nodding, angel looked at wheatton on the other side. In Wheaton's puzzled eyes, angel took out some round stones engraved with red lines from the bracelet and handed them to Wheaton.

Whitbitton: "this is..."

"This is a tribute to the pebble ceremony." Angel simply explained the placement and use of the pebble ceremony.

"Master pat, did you give it to me?" Huibiton under the mask, his eyes shining, fondling the pebble.

Angel took a deep look at wheatton and didn't answer.

Steward Goodall looked at the pebbles and seemed to think of something, but he didn't say a word.

"I'll go first. I can bring tea later." After angel said that, he and Dorothy entered the reception hall. There were only thoughtful steward Goode and some confused but revealing huibiton.