Chapter 374 Like Sand...

Chapter 374 Like Sand...

"This dream is full of dangers. I want to act with you."

Huang Quan's tone remained unchanged. It was difficult to judge her true emotions and thoughts through her tone, or maybe she didn't have any thoughts at all.

This is the way it is on the road to nothingness. Even Huang Quan will be affected by it unconsciously, causing him to forget many important things.

But when she saw An Ming, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity that she could not forget, and the ice-blue sword at her waist constantly reminded her of one of the purposes of her trip.

Return Chizakura to that person, the one who will know the person once he sees her.

In Huang Quan's impression, Ying has always been a very serious person and she rarely jokes, especially about such big things.

Why was she so sure that she could recognize it at first sight? Huang Quan didn't know why Ying believed her so much, but since she had accepted this expectation, she had to do her best.

At least she thought that was the way it should be.

"Okay, I plan to go meet up with my friends first," An Ming held Wu Ye in his palm. It wasn't because he was really afraid of Mian Mian, but there was not much time left for Yingbao to become Liuyingjiang in the original plot.

He would not let Liuying come to any harm, even if it meant sending her to Liumeng Reef in this way.

The elusive speed of the Memory Domain meme forced An Ming to prepare in advance. At least he couldn't keep Wu Ye in the scabbard all the time. He had to hold it in advance to be sure of crashing the plane in an instant.

Now that he had Huang Quan's assistance by his side, An Ming felt that there was no need to be so nervous. However, the unexpected separation from Liuying still made him sense something was amiss.

This feeling of conspiracy, separating them to different locations with great deliberateness, was as if they were deliberately preparing to implement some plan.

What An Ming commented on was that he smelled the scent of a fool. He was one of the people who knew Hua Huo best, and all the strange situations at the moment were very similar to Hua Huo's style.

As the real director behind Pinocchio, in the original plot, Hanabi's true identity was not revealed until the very end, but the current script has gone off topic for who knows what, and An Ming cannot predict what crazy moves Hanabi will make to achieve her original goal.

In essence, Fireworks is actually correcting the collapsed plot line to make it as consistent as possible with the original "director's script".

Huo Huo felt sad, but she didn't say it. She could only pretend not to care and smiled.

It is really hard to be a Fool these days. Not only do you have to fight in the Shura field, but you also have to maintain the direction of the script and intervene at critical moments to correct key nodes.

Sometimes, Hua Huo really wanted to lead her rivals into a dead end, then kidnap An Ming and put him in a small dark room to play with him for a year or two before letting him out.

The roads in the original dream were chaotic and without any rules. An Ming could only rely on luck to grope forward. Fortunately, he met the familiar prisoner after only a few steps.

"I think you two need a guide in your dreams."

The black swan smiled and turned sideways, pointing out the right path. Only the rememberer can find the right path in such a chaotic dream.

"It doesn't matter, I can use up some more secret skill points," Huang Quan slightly raised the purple-red long sword in his hand, and the terrifying power made the space stagnate.

It doesn't matter if there is no road, just cut out one.

Huang Quan has always done this. Sometimes when he loses his memory, he would wake up to find that he has arrived at his destination, but has only lost a few secret points.

It really is a very convenient way to travel - Huang Quan looked at An Ming and Black Swan with such eyes, and the two people who knew the situation began to sweat silently.

Let's forget about that way of traveling... Lao Gong's ashes haven't dissipated yet, so saying something like that is a bit of a joke from hell.

"Well, let's follow Black Swan," An Ming laughed dryly a few times, fearing that Emperor Quan Tian would accidentally destroy the entire dream. Now he really understood why Lao Ge was so drenched in anger towards Huang Quan in the plot.

This guy is truly a mobile nuclear bomb, the kind that will forget it is a nuclear bomb if you're not careful, and can destroy the world with just a single secret skill.

It's exactly how Xing imagined himself!

"Okay..." Huang Quan nodded slightly and put away the knife temporarily. An Ming and Black Swan breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. How could they continue the mission if they chopped up the map?

Led by the Black Swan, they soon arrived at the front desk of the Daydream Hotel in their dreams. A dreamy and eerie atmosphere enveloped the air at all times.

The deep purple sky seemed like it would collapse at any moment, and the unspeakable pressure made it impossible for normal people to maintain their sanity in this dream.

At the end of his sight, An Ming saw the familiar figure at a glance.

The girl, who had originally looked cautious, her eyes brightened up the moment she turned around and saw An Ming, like the first ray of light in the sky, shining only for the one she loved.

"An Ming!"

Liuying showed a surprised expression and trotted towards An Ming.

An Ming suddenly realized something. Without hesitating for half a second, Wu Ye drew his sword and slashed at the chaotic purple smoke in the sky.

Something with a deathly edge suddenly shone, and the raised sharp claws instantly pierced into the chest of the firefly from behind.

There was no need to think, Wu Ye instantly transcended the space and appeared in front of the sharp blade. But at the moment of contact, the sharp blade was filled with a layer of illusion like fireworks and passed Wu Ye past.

It went straight through An Ming's chest.

Unlike the last time, this time the sharp blade was filled with the aura of the messenger, completely piercing An Ming's chest and throwing his entire body into the sky.

"My dear husband, you will definitely protect the little firefly well, but what about... yourself?"

Hanabi's playful voice rang softly in Anming's ear, as gentle as if she was kissing his earlobe, but the flash of pain in his chest still revealed the current situation.

He was not even given time to speak. All Liuying was given was a comforting look before being smashed heavily to the ground.

Liuying's legs trembled as she rushed towards An Ming with all her might. The moment she stretched out her hand to catch the body, the cold body in her arms instantly turned into foam like a dream.

Countless bubbles, like fireflies, sprayed into the sky.

In the end, nothing was left in Liuying's arms. Only the light blue liquid scattered on the ground could prove An Ming's existence.

Those eyes that were as bright as the sunset glow, dimmed like the dead grey, tears flowed down the cheeks without anyone noticing.

The huge grief in an instant made Liuying lose the ability to express emotions and even forget where she was.

The white hands fell into the liquid, trying desperately to retain something, but like the sand in the palm of the hand, the more you try to retain it, the less you can retain.