HCB Chapter 302 Return to Dreamland
Chapter 302 Return to Dreamland
Chapter 302 Return to Dreamland
Chapter 302 Return to Dreamland
"I'm alone again... Hi... Fucking Jiang Fan is a thief! He forgets his friends when he sees sex!" Xing patted his thigh and sighed, "Our indestructible friendship... The comradeship we formed together to get married...my future!"
"You look very nervous and disappointed, Xing. Is it because you want to go with me?" Black Swan brought a glass of water and put it on the table in front of the dream device, then sat down on the sofa on the side and took a sip. He looked gentle while sipping the wine.
After the train crew agreed to cooperate with Black Swan, everyone returned to their rooms and prepared to fall asleep. Only Walter was left in the hotel in reality to ensure that everyone was safe, and also shouldered the responsibility of negotiating with the family.
"It seems that even if I personally saved your companions, it's still hard for you to trust me... Of course it's okay, it just hurts my feelings a bit." These were Black Swan's original words. Looking back now, I feel pity for them. Like cherry blossoms at night.
But Xing felt that this woman was very powerful, and there was nothing wrong with her at first glance. If he followed the facial features like Jiang Fan, Star Train would probably be doomed.
That's why Xingcai has a heart of stone and pretends to be blind in front of the lonely eyes of his savior Black Swan, pretending that his conscience has been snatched away by a dog.
"If you have something on your mind, you might as well talk to me. There is no one in this world who is more suitable to be a psychotherapist than the Remembrancer." Black Swan smiled.
"It's not like I'm against being with you... Anyway, thank you for saving my life." Xing scratched his head, not knowing how to explain.
In fact, He Hei himself is not against walking with her, but simply wants to feel safe by Jiang Fan's side? That should be remembered by the Miss Yi Zhe in front of me for a lifetime, right? Then where to put her face?
In the future, rumors might spread that her majestic Galaxy Bat Man was a little ghost or a baby who couldn't live without Jiang Fan, then she would just want to bump her head against the trash can.
"You're welcome, this is what I should do." Black Swan shook his head and said softly, "After all, you are very special...so special that there are many pairs of eyes watching you."
"Is it more special than Jiang Fan and Jing Liu?" Xing rubbed his nose, cheering inexplicably in his heart.
"From a certain point of view, that's true."
"What about Liuying? Is she still alive? Or has she gone to the Western Paradise?"
"Don't worry, that's a one-way door that will only lead to waking reality." Black Swan comforted her, "Unless the girl has a strong will and refuses to wake up from her dream...how is that possible? What? She must be rubbing her eyes somewhere in the hotel right now."
Wen Yanxing breathed a sigh of relief, but soon the expression on his face was replaced by hesitation. After a few seconds of silence, he raised his head and stared into Black Swan's eyes, and said slowly: "To be honest, I don’t really trust the Rememberer.”
Black Swan nodded, his voice soft and gentle: "It seems that you have some unpleasant memories... But obviously, the next cooperation is wise for you, me, and the train crew, right? So you can Rely on me with peace of mind."
After a pause, she added: "Of course, I am not the only one who came here to remember - Pinoconi has publicly extended an invitation to factions outside the family for the first time. Yiting wants to remember this historic moment..."
"So you can also try to cooperate with others...as long as you can see them, haha."
"So why don't you go back to the room?" Xing picked up the water glass and took a sip, "Aren't you going to enter a dream? If you look at me here, I will be shy..."
Black Swan was a little surprised by Xing's reaction. He stared at her blankly for a few seconds and suddenly smiled: "No, I want to accompany you to dream together to prevent you from getting hurt, but the rememberer doesn't need anything to enter the dream pool, so... .”
"Then let's go to bed quickly!" Xing swallowed, and lay down neatly in the dream pool. He suddenly remembered that what he said was not in line with the atmosphere, and explained in a low voice: "I mean to fall into a dream, to fall into a dream. Don't Misunderstand..."
"Okay~ Then go to sleep peacefully, I will accompany you well." Black Swan was amused by her and giggled, raising her hand to lift the bangs in front of her forehead, her eyes gentle.
.......
When Xing opened his eyes again, he saw the familiar ceiling and crystal chandelier in his blurry vision. The windows in the room were open, but he couldn't hear any of the usual noise of Pinoconi outside the hotel. Everything was quiet.
She was suddenly a little uncomfortable with the rare silence in Pinoconi. It was as if Dan Heng suddenly had a camera hanging around his neck and challenged himself to stand and jump without falling if he had nothing to do, while March Qi had a cold face and opened and shut his mouth. It's all 'I don't mean to start a fight. '
If you want to describe it more explosively, it should be that Jiang Fan was ordained and became a monk, saying that "poor monks are not good at beauty"!
She stood up holding on to the table and looked at the environment in the room. Suddenly, from the corner of her eye, she saw that the light in the living room was still on, and a figure was reflected on the wool carpet.
"Is it a black swan?" She poked her head out to observe, lest she identify the wrong person or be bumped into by someone from her family.
"Finally awake? This way, dear." Black Swan waved to her, as if he had been standing here for a while.
Black Swan looked at the star carefully for a few times and asked softly: "How are you? Are you feeling well?"
"It's okay. I'm in good health and I don't feel anything at all. I usually have to chop bricks with my bare hands before getting up in the morning." Xing's eyelids trembled slightly and he said calmly.
"Then I'll feel at ease." Black Swan looked at her with a smile.
"I know that you are sensitive to memory quality and are more susceptible to the influence of dreams than others. This is why I need to accompany you specially."
"I will use some means to make you feel less uncomfortable. Don't worry, your partners are also safe. Before I fell asleep, I asked each of them for a small piece of jewelry. This allows me to sense their presence in the memory field. .”
"They have woken up in their respective rooms." Black Swan looked at the dim corridor outside the guest room, "Now, you should be able to relax and come with me, right? Time waits for no one, let's go to the lobby now .”
Xing Cao scratched her head and did not speak immediately. Instead, she turned to look at the room on the left. That was March 7's room. If she clicked black, she should have woken up too. Why not take March with her? As the saying goes, tigers are born What a group!
Black Swan's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze seemed to reach deep into Xing's heart. Before Xing could take a step, he said softly: "I know what you are thinking. It's a pity...The girl is not in there, and this is not her room." .”
"From the moment you step into the realm of memory, the architectural structure of reality is meaningless. I can feel that she is far away at this moment."
"Similarly, to find the lobby that Miss Navigator mentioned... we have to spend more time." Black Swan stood on the carpet in the corridor, staring straight into the depths of the corridor.
Xing stared at the graceful curves of Black Swan's back for a few seconds, wondering how she could see through his mind, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he still followed her in three steps and two steps, walking through the dim corridor.
The corridors are still decorated in a European luxury style, with wool carpets made in Mauritius, crystal chandeliers and window glass in Valha, and even the paintings hanging on the walls are authentic, all made by masters.
She even saw a masterpiece by a painter from the Immortal Boat Alliance. Judging from the pen and ink and the content on the canvas, it should have been painted recently:
On the canvas was the Xuanye Avenue in Luofu. The crowds on both sides of the road almost submerged the buildings. From a distance, I could see Yunqi carrying a sedan, but I couldn't see the people on the sedan clearly.
"Why didn't you include my heroic figure in the painting?" Xing muttered in his heart, suddenly feeling that this painter was just like that, and she could also paint her.
The black swan who was leading the way suddenly stopped. Xing kept lowering his head and thinking about the painting. He didn't have time to stop and bumped into the back of the black swan. His nose was filled with the delicious fragrance of the black swan's hair.
She quickly took a step back, touched her nose and raised her head, and was instantly surprised.
The corridor in front looked like a fire scene in Iraq. There were all kinds of monster corpses lying on the expensive carpets. Not a drop of blood was seen, but the corridor was almost full.
"These poor little things are wandering around..." Black Swan sighed softly.
Xing took out the bat and put it close to him, carefully looking around, wondering if this Miss Yi Zhe had some misunderstanding about the little pitiful person?
If these monsters are all pitiful, then Huan Huan, who was almost beaten out of his wits not long ago, is simply pitiful to me. As for the rich people who have demonic attacks, they are also pitiful.
"It's strange, there seems to be someone else's breath here..." Black Swan walked through the corridor, acting very calmly in the corridor full of monster corpses.
Looking at the monster corpses scattered around his feet, Xing felt that they were probably the work of Ji Zi or Bai Heng.
If it was March that came, then there should be six-phase ice on the corpses of these monsters. If it was Jingliu who came, then there should be several copies of these monsters. If it was Jiang Fan, then there should be no corpses left here. That's right.
"Ah... it's her? How is this possible?" Black Swan suddenly stopped, a little surprised in disbelief.
Xing stood with Black Swan, looking deep into the corridor through the dim light, but suddenly found a familiar figure, the long purple hair looked familiar, and the long knife also looked familiar, as if he had seen it in some game.
.......
I backstabbed a bunch of officials first. I'm sorry, I've already told all the stories about the Trash Can King. I plead guilty.