Chapter 357 Capital Crime
"Still in the mirror...?"
The floor-to-ceiling mirror surrounded by ice crystal thorns was placed there, in the obviously empty hall.
The doors all around were tightly closed, as if saying that if you don't touch them today, you won't be able to leave here. Even if it is a trap, you have to step on it first.
There was a light layer of frost on the mirror, and the upside-down palace behind it seemed to have already announced that the theme of this dream was ice. This made An Ming seriously doubt whether the Ice Queen from next door really came to make a guest appearance at the Starry Sky Railway.
Otherwise, it could be that San Yue Qi's previous life was actually the Ice God next door, and after collecting seven God's Hearts, he directly ascended to the universe. Well... it's impossible no matter how you think about it.
Sanyueqi held Anming's sleeve and said timidly, "You'd better hold on tight. What if you touch the mirror and get sucked in?"
She was really a little scared. Anything could happen in the dream world. It would be terrible if she was sucked in and became the Ice God of dreams for the rest of her life.
"Don't worry, I won't let go even if the Star God comes," An Ming took the initiative to raise his arm slightly, and then turned his hand to hold San Yue Qi.
San Yueqi only felt that his heart was beating faster. He no longer felt nervous, but only shy.
She is different from Xing. Although Xing has never been in love, if that kind of situation really happened, she would definitely be the one taking the initiative and would definitely not have time to be shy like this.
It turns out that only those who have never been in love can become a true master of love. March Seven has learned some strange knowledge, but it is of course impossible for her not to fall in love!
We have finally come this far, just accept this tenderness with peace of mind.
After she figured it out, San Yue Qi felt a lot more relaxed. She could even hold on for a second even when facing Firefly!
"Why can't this mirror reflect anyone?" Xing was amazed. He moved his face closer and stuck out his tongue. Finally, he showed a solemn expression:
"There was a story in the think tank. It is said that in the original Pinocchio, memories would form the final dream in everyone's heart. In the process of reclaiming wasteland, there were constant sacrifices. Their grievances continued to combine, and eventually formed a nightmare dream."
"As long as you touch the forbidden mirror, you will be sucked into the hell of eternal reincarnation, and you will never be able to get out until..."
"Until what...?" San Yue Qi's frightened little hands froze in mid-air. Looking at Xing with a serious face, he didn't know for a moment whether he should continue to touch her.
"I can't leave until I offer a complete set of Pinocchio Trash Can Limited Edition Blind Boxes. Hehe, you don't really believe this, do you, March~"
Xing laughed, he didn't expect March 7th to be so easy to fool.
"The last fool like you got elbowed in the ass by me," An Ming added expressionlessly, and Xing next to him immediately began to sweat profusely.
For the time being, she couldn't imagine the scene where the arrogant Hanabi screamed in pain after being hit by An Ming's elbow. Although she couldn't imagine it, the scene must be very beautiful.
"You guys...are having fun."
Xing curled her lips, revealing an innocent expression.
San Yue Qi glared at Xing fiercely, then placed his palm on the mirror with confidence. The mirror, which originally could not reflect any images, suddenly appeared a ball of black gas.
The black gas gradually took the shape of March 7, and his eyes were filled with flickering bright red flames.
"Eh? I'm the boss?" Sanyueqi pointed at herself stupidly, feeling a little confused. This isn't right!
Xing also showed a serious expression, "These days even Xiao Sanyue can have a blackened version of the BOSS, it seems that the dream world's performance is quite tight."
If she chooses to turn An Ming into a villain, she can destroy the entire dream with just one sword!
The shadow in the mirror just slowly stretched out his left hand, "You can't escape the past forever," those eyes that were like the flame of life that could wither at any time stared at March 7.
"One day, you will wake up."
Before San Yue Qi could think about the deep meaning of these words, an extreme coldness that penetrated deep into his bones came over him, and Wu Ye seemed to have been prepared to cut into it for a long time.
With a crisp "clang" sound, the sickle made of ice suddenly shattered into ice cubes, and the person holding the other end of the sickle handle slowly walked out of the mirror.
"Show me my swordsmanship!" San Yue Qi quickly came back to her senses, drew out the peach blossom sword from behind and slashed at the mirror. To use what Fu Xuan had said when he was practicing with San Yue Qi before: The great way is simple.
Translated it means: slashing forward without any skill.
It’s not that Fu Xuan was reluctant to teach her swordsmanship, but the main reason was that San Yueqi’s swordsmanship was not very suitable for her. After all, swordsmanship is best when it is suitable for her.
Whether it is Qingque's Qiong Yu Zhan or Fu Xuan's Peach Blossom Sword Style, they may not be the strongest sword techniques, but they are definitely the most suitable sword techniques for them.
What San Yueqi lacks now is the most suitable swordsmanship.
Xing was still thinking about where to get a fourth teammate, but when he saw Sanyueqi rushing up, he could only hurriedly take out his baseball bat.
What emerged from the mirror was a strange clock covered in frost. All of its hands were frozen and unable to move. Only the seconds were moving forward extremely slowly.
"Well... after the star track ticket figurine, there is the clock figurine," An Ming couldn't help but complain. It turns out that all of Pinocchio's figurines are these abstract figurines.
Sacred golden patterns could be vaguely seen on the clock under the frost, but the three masters present could not recognize any of the ancient and profound inscriptions, and they were not even able to guess which star god they belonged to.
"Ai..."
The second hand moved forward one tick with difficulty, and March 0.1th was instantly stopped in place. The star holding the baseball bat next to him also moved forward with difficulty as if at times the speed.
A magnificent voice came out from the clock: "Aini——"
"capital offense!"
A bright silver light was brewing under the frost, as if it would bring down unparalleled punishment at any time. And in this almost stagnant time, only An Ming was surprised to find that he could move at will.
This feeling is almost exactly the same as when time stops when summoning the system, except that the system is more advanced and can achieve complete stillness.
What the clock shows is just a temporary reprieve, which is far from true stillness.
Wu Ye slashed out with a sharp sword energy, cutting the clock into two halves from the center. The frost that originally covered the outer shell seemed to have found an entrance to erode, and instantly froze the inside of the clock for eternity.
Like two ice cubes, the clock quickly stopped moving.
March Seven only resumed her action at this time. After she slashed over, she found that the clock was gone. Xing next to her was also confused.
Apparently, from their perspective, time is still flowing at a normal rate, and they cannot detect any stagnation.