Chapter 39

shoot!

The ball is in!

Inter are two to one ahead of AC Milan!

Great Grosso, he inherited the glorious tradition of Italian football! Facchetti, Maldini, at this moment the soul is attached... He's not alone! He's not alone!

"What a mess..." Dewey frowned at the TV: "how did Serie A get the commentary of the world cup?"

He went up and patted the TV. Then he took a box of cigarettes from the coffee table and lit them for himself. He took a deep breath

Comfortable... I haven't smoked for a long time. There are no cigarettes in Roland empire

Huh? What am I talking about? What Roland Empire?

Dewey suddenly felt that his brain was a little confused... Then one piece after another quickly squeezed into his brain!

Then in front of the scene: their own living room, sofa, coffee table, TV, cabinet... All of a sudden twist up! At last, the things around him turned quickly and turned into a huge whirlpool. Dewey himself stood in the whirlpool, and he was immediately sucked in

Mom... Shit! My Milan Derby war... Let me watch the game

Boom!

There seems to be a sound of thunder in my mind, and then it seems that someone next to me is beating a drum on the side of my head

Duvier's headache is getting worse... Pain! It hurts! My head is almost splitting!

"Ah..." Duwei could not help groaning. He put his hands around his head, but suddenly found that his hair was soaked!

What's going on?

Dewey opens his eyes

He finally woke up.

What living room, what sofa, what TV, what mirandbi... Are all dreams.

Now Dewey was lying on a raft. He was wet, his hair was dishevelled, and a little cold.

He rubbed his head hard, but it still hurt badly, which was much more severe than Duwei's migraine in his previous life.

Dewey began to try to massage the acupoints on his head with his fingers to stop the pain... But soon, he found the problem in his head!

It's overhead, right in the middle!

Yes, right in the middle! Gently open the hair, you can clearly touch the head of a small bulge!

That's a corner!

The sequelae of coma finally disappeared, and Dewey sighed, recalling his deal with Chris!

Sure enough... Horns... Ha ha, I have horns on my head now.

The corner feels hard and cool. It seems to be perfectly connected with the skin and bones on your head... It doesn't look like... Well, it doesn't look like it was "transplanted" the day after tomorrow.

Fortunately, the length is not too long. It's only the length of a small finger (that is, one third of the length of a finger), and it's as thick as a thumb.

Dewey kept touching the corner of his head: "well, I don't know what material Chris made of... It doesn't seem to be bone..."

At the moment, the sea is calm, look around the vast sea, obviously far away from the terrible island!

The raft under him is the one he made on the island before! As like as two peas! Even the rough joints as like those strips are as like as two peas. It's all sewn up by picking out small sharp branches as needles and rubbing thin bark as thread).

Isn't this raft broken and sunk long ago? It's amazing that Chris can even recover from this!

And... Two women.

Joanna and Vivian, two female magicians, are also lying on the raft. They are both closed eyes, holding each other, breathing smoothly and evenly... Obviously they are sleeping soundly.

Seeing that the two girls' eyelids trembled a few times, it was obvious that they were about to wake up. Du Wei quickly touched his hair to make it fluffy and even. After thinking for a while, he simply pulled off a piece of cloth from his body to wrap it on his head and made a hat similar to a sailor's.

Vivian was the first to wake up. After she opened her eyes, she looked at Duwei vaguely for a moment: "um... How long did I sleep..."

Dewey smile: "not long."

Joanna suddenly screamed, "ah!! The waves! The waves! What about the storm? "

Dewey blinked, looked at Joanna, grinned and said, "what storm? What waves? "

Joanna's eyes were puzzled: "I remember we had big waves and storms... And then our raft was sunk..."

Dewey looked at Joanna's face, sighed, reached out and touched her forehead. "Do you have a fever?" He pointed around: "you see, aren't we on the raft? God... You must have been so tired that you had a nightmare. "

But Vivian said: "Yi... Me too. I dreamed that we met a storm... Raft, sink, sink..."

The two girls looked at each other with doubts in their blank eyes.

Dewey sighed, and Chris seemed to be right. When they wake up, they don't remember what happened.

I don't know what magic the devil's servant used to erase people's memory!!

Joanna jumped up, her brow wrinkled very tightly: "there is no storm... But my dream is too terrible... Too realistic!"

Her pretty face is calm, her brow is locked, she thinks hard, but she can't think of it. Vivian just opened her eyes wide and blinked at Duwei, with a blank face.

"Well..." Dewey felt guilty and said with a smile, "I'm afraid you're too tired... When it comes to dreams, all your dreams are the same... In fact, I have dreams, and my dreams have something to do with you two."

"What?" Two girls talk at the same time.

Du Wei smiles: "I dream of the comfortable big bed in my castle. I lie between you two, holding Vivian in one hand and Joanna in the other..."

Dewey said, and walked up carelessly, putting one hand on the other's shoulder.

Vivian blushed at once and lowered her head deeply. And Joanna, her face also flashed a trace of shyness, but more is anger!

Pop! She knocked duvet's hand off and kicked it.

Duwei was kicked by her and almost fell into the sea. She said with a bitter smile, "it's just a dream. Why are you so angry?"

"Shut up, don't talk about dreams again!" Joanna's face is still a little red.

Then she looked around and suddenly exclaimed, "I... are we out of danger? We're off the island! "

Looking around at the vast sea, the three people all cheered loudly... Only, Dewey was pretending.

"Try your magic." Dewey said with a smile.

Vivian and Joanna both cast a magic... But there seems to be some problems.

Vivian used the wind magic to summon the wind to speed up the sail, but only summoned a small gust of cool wind, blowing the two beauties' hair a little bit.

As for Joanna, she was a little impatient, and she was about to fly away from here... Unfortunately, after flying for a while, she fell into the sea from a distance!

Duwei finally hung a few empty gourds on his body and swam to Joanna's side. When he rescued her, the poor sorceress had already watered for several times.

The salty and astringent water filled her with bitterness. After trying to climb the raft, she lay there and vomited for a long time.

"Well, two magicians... It seems that your magic has recovered a little, but it is far from normal. It's just a little bit better than on the island. " Dewey looked at Joanna with a smile: "for example, Joanna... When you were on the island, you could only fly more than ten meters, but just now you flew more than twenty meters!"

"You! You're making fun of me! "Wow..." Joanna just countered half a sentence, suddenly her throat rolled, and she continued to vomit.

Dewey narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I think it's possible that although you left the island, your magic will be suppressed for a while, and then it will fade away, rather than recover all at once. I guess it will be back to normal in about two days

"You... How do you know! Hum Joanna asked coldly.

"I guess so." Dewey shrugged his shoulders.

Actually, Chris told him.

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Two days is not too hard... As long as the three are lucky and don't encounter any storm. There is, to suffer two days of hunger!

When they were on the island, they could only eat the root of that plant. When they went on the raft this time, Dewey thought of many ways to dig out a little to prepare, but it was too little. It only lasts one day.

By the time the sun went down, the three had run out of food.

All of them are young men and women. When they are growing up, they all have a good appetite. They have not enough to eat these days. If they can bear it, they will reach the limit.

Dewey couldn't help but pay attention to the little cage hanging on Vivian's waist again!

That fat magic demon like a meatball!

Vivian already has a good understanding of Du Wei! See Du Wei's eyes more and more frequent sweep to his side of the small cage, where can not know his idea!

Scared little silly girl tightly holding the cage, pitiful pleading eyes constantly looking at Dewey.

Almighty God... Bless poor little Vivian... And poor JOJO

Finally, on that night, the Almighty God finally received Vivian's prayer for the first time in so many days!

In the distance of the sea, there is a bright day! Then the light came closer and closer... Dewey, from the visual inspection, it was a boat!

Suddenly, the empty body was filled with energy! Joanna and Vivian both jumped up, waving and cheering in the direction of the boat. Dewey looked at the boat calmly for a while... It was getting closer and closer. It was a sloop with a small body and a little shabby... But what made Dewey suddenly jump was that there was a black flag on the flagpole of the boat! On the flag, the black background, the top design is a skull, the bottom is two crossed swords Pirate flag? Dewey's mouth showed a smile... God treated me very well... It was a pirate ship`