Until a pair of fair arms pulled him into the embrace, offering a gentle hug.
"You're back?"
The melodious voice arrived, with silver long hair, purple eyes, and that distinctive aura of the battlefield goddess, making Luo En momentarily dazed.
Sister Ya...
Luo En murmured softly, watching the female War God automatically disarming and disrobing in front of him, his gaze slowly becoming somewhat dazed.
He hadn't returned to his former homeland, his once home, for a long time.
However, as the Goddess of Wisdom proactively lay on the verdant grass and shyly closed her eyes, a strange sense of discord lingered in Luo En's heart.
Didn't she like being on top?
In an instant, Luo En's spirit tightened, his initially dazed thoughts suddenly became clear.
No, wrong! It's a dream!
An illogical dream!
Though dreams are chaotic and disordered, since they reflect from reality, they must follow unique patterns.
