The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"My name is Xie..."

"Ah, I didn't mean that."

Wu Ye pressed his forehead, almost wanting to listen to those lengthy settings again.

"I mean, um, the common name, that is, the one on the student ID card, ah, probably belongs to human beings, in short, it can be called in ordinary times..."

"So that's it, so you want to ask me the real name of this body?"

"..."

After working for a long time, you can understand it?

"Because the name is related to the contract, if someone from the administration accidentally hears it, something terrible will happen, so I set up a new confidentiality clause without authorization, but it doesn't matter, I will apply to cancel it now."

"..."

It feels like I'm in class. They are all words I can understand. Why do they become words I don't know when they are connected together?

Wu also doesn't know what kind of "setting" this girl has added to herself. In short, from the perspective of passers-by, her behavior is completely like a...well, this word will be omitted.

I saw the girl chanting strange, uh, spells while pressing her right eye covered by the blindfold?

Anyway, it looked like that, but fortunately, there was no one on the tram platform at this time, so Wu Ye alone would not feel too embarrassed to watch it here.

"finished."

The girl was immersed in her own world, holding her mobile phone up to the sky and fiddling with something, probably receiving cosmic radio waves, in short, listening to her probably got it done.

"Then, can you tell me your name?"

"Well, according to the ancient law, since the contract between me and you has been concluded, there is no need to hide my identity."

The girl said, slowly removing the blindfold on her right eye with one hand.

"Golden eyes...!"

Wu Ye was a little surprised, probably because of the angle, compared with the gradually dimming skylight behind her, the golden touch in the girl's eyes was more dazzling.

Could it be——!

"... Color pupils?"

It seems to hurt your eyes, is it okay?

Although Takeya's mental activities are extremely rich, his inaudible monologue was not heard by the girl, and the other party was still carrying out the necessary preparations before "telling the name" step by step and in sequence.

The sound of the rising wind has reached the point where it can be clearly heard. The moment the girl lifted her bangs, the strange-colored pupils seemed to add a bit of mystery to her, and it was blurred in Wu Ye's heart for a moment. The definition below.

"Xiaoniaoyou, my name is Xiaoniaoyou Liuhua."

The strange girl finally reported her name, and finally gave Wu Ye a late greeting——

"We finally meet, The Dream Voyagers."

Chapter 3 The Evil King's True Eye and the Dream Traveler

Bird tour, Liuhua?

I feel like I've heard the name somewhere.

Chewing on this familiar name in his heart, Wu Ye automatically ignored the second part of the girl's greeting, since he couldn't understand it anyway.

"Now that the authority's eyeliner is approaching, I think the best way is to retreat temporarily."

I don't know if Xiaoniaoyou doesn't know how to read the atmosphere or is too thorough in the second place. She completely ignored Wu Ye's questioning expression and continued the strange topic without authorization.

"Dream Traveler, go to my stronghold to avoid it for a while, there happens to be something I want to show you."

"..."

Is this an invitation to her house?

No no no, isn't that weird?Can men and women who meet for the first time develop so quickly?Besides, what the hell is Dream Traveler? Did this guy substitute me into her world view without authorization?

Fortunately, for some strange reason, when dealing with strange guys, especially when dealing with strange girls, Wu also has the strongest anti-magic power, ah bah, it is experience.

"Well, sorry, did the two of us know each other?"

After thinking about it for one-tenth of a second, Wu Ye asked this question that should have been answered long ago, but unfortunately, the answer Xiaoniaoyou gave him was of no value at all.

"In the distant past, we once fought together. This is the memory seen through the true eyes of the evil king. It must be true."

The girl's unquestionable tone reminded Wu Ye of the little child he saw in the mall yesterday, clamoring for his mother to buy him a toy.

Too bad, is it an illusion?Why do I feel that all the strange things have happened to me recently...

"There is no time, let's act now."

Xiao Niaoyou looked solemn, as if he was really going to fight somewhere, but Wu Ye wouldn't accompany him, if it was just for verbal play, it doesn't matter if he doesn't lack that little time, but if it goes further.

He is not a second child, so it is naturally impossible for him to feel like swimming like a bird.

"I reject."

"……Eh?"

All the special atmosphere created just now disappeared under this sentence, and Xiao Niaoyou looked at him blankly, as if he didn't expect the topic to develop like this.