'I wonder if the single-eye pattern on my index finger can absorb the Spirit of the Eye of Misfortune?'
'Hm, I shouldn't think like that. It might notice me.'
Lian reined in his thoughts. No longer lingering on the beach scenery, he decisively entered Solaya's next dream.
This time, Solaya wasn't a school of fish in the water but a soaring eagle.
The moment Lian appeared in this dream, he almost went into a freefall from ten thousand meters in the air.
Fortunately, he managed to have the eagle Solaya grab him in time.
Embarrassingly, a Five-star Light and Shadow Knight couldn't fly—not even in a dream.
In the third dream, Solaya was running across a boundless prairie. She had transformed into a free lion, with a pride of six or seven lionesses hunting for her. She only needed to sit back and reap the rewards. Her life was incredibly leisurely, her magnificent golden mane glossy and smooth. When she lifted her head, she radiated an unparalleled, confident glow.
