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"You will eventually walk into the end of time."

Fang Xiaoling kept repeating this sentence in her mind.

Stop thinking about it...

Fang Xiaoling comforted herself in her heart, we will not reach the end of time.

No one can completely replace my life.

At the same time, she imagined herself standing outside the glass window of the coffee shop, looking at the people laughing and laughing inside, sitting around the table—the other Fang Xiaoling who replaced her raised the corners of her mouth at her, looking sinisterly at her. looking at her.

Fang Xiaoling covered her head and curled up in the sea of ​​flowers.

The fragrance made her feel a little calm, and she took a deep breath, sleepiness and exhaustion instantly enveloped her body and mind.

The strong sleepiness forced her to yawn, a butterfly landed between her eyebrows, fluttering its wings, the flickering light, like a pocket watch swinging back and forth, made her fall into a dream.

People shuffled, with no hope on their faces.

Fang Xiaoling found herself wandering in the [Prisoner Prison], and as she walked, she saw a figure from behind - an old woman with gray hair squatting in a dark corner.

She turned her head and stared at Fang Xiaoling with her sunken eyes.

The old woman with wrinkles all over her face, slightly parted her chapped lips, and said hoarsely: "My dear sister, you have caused us so much suffering..."

"Ah!!" Fang Xiaoling was so frightened that she slumped on the ground. She looked left and right, and suddenly found two haggard and old women squatting on both sides of the old woman.

Although their appearance has aged several decades, Fang Xiaoling can still recognize them instantly.

Li Mengling's white hair was few and far between, and the black spots all over her face were squeezed by wrinkles, "It's all your fault, Sister Xiaoling, the squad has been arrested..."

"Squatting for hundreds of years..." Those old women scolded her one after another.

"Why don't you take the exam at the Tower School? You said you belonged to the Rainbow Queen."

"We trust you so much, but you can't wake up, causing our entire army to be wiped out."

Those old women stood up one by one, and she gathered together with resentment on her face.

"No..." Fang Xiaoling staggered back, "Sisters, listen to my explanation... Aunt Xiaoyu, I didn't deliberately not take the exam, it was really because of some situation!"

"Who wants to listen to your explanation."

"What qualifications do you have to explain?" The elderly Roland was the first to grab her by the neck and shouted at her, "We bet our fate on you alone! Are you worthy of us?!"

All the crones jumped at her, tugging at her arms and her hair.

"No!!" Fang Xiaoling cried and woke up. She sat up and looked at the boundless sea of ​​flowers dully, not rejoicing that this was just a dream.

Instead, he murmured almost collapsed: "The time for the exam has already passed.

it's over...

It's all over now. "

She got up, and the tears on her face were instantly tanned into tear stains by the sun.

"It's pointless..." She murmured in despair, "Even if you find the Demon King.

Even if Roland is defeated, he can figure out everything that happened in the Starlight Realm.

It doesn't make any sense at all...

I'm not really a rainbow queen. "

Looking at the distance of the sea of ​​flowers, she vaguely saw a thatched cottage.

"Ah—this is the end of my timeline." In an instant, she felt relieved, and her pace suddenly accelerated a lot.

Although the thatched cottage is simple, it is very clean.

There was only one single bed inside, with pure white quilt and pillows, and mottled light and shadow fell on it.

It couldn't be better.

Fang Xiaoling said in her heart, there is no color...

Lying on it, she felt an unprecedented relief.

There is also no pressure and responsibility.

Everyone thinks that I like colorful things and designed my room in the coffee shop to look like that.

Even myself, I bought a white shirt with a rainbow pattern in the mall.

But...does anyone know the weight of the rainbow.

She took a deep breath, and the burden on her body seemed to have turned into rusty iron sheets, which fell to the ground with crackling noises, and were swallowed by the earth again.

She closed her eyes with peace of mind, and those old women who stared at her with resentment reappeared in her mind—will the love and devotion in the past be completely turned into hatred because of negligence?

"I really... have tried my best." Fang Xiaoling's eyes welled up with tears, "Why are you blaming me? I'm really... so tired..."

Jingle Bell……

A gust of wind blew by, and there was the sound of wind chimes colliding at the door.

Fang Xiaoling opened her eyes wearily, and suddenly felt dizzy.

Hanging on the door are short knives with bloodstains.

That was Roland's dagger.

pat!

A dagger fell to the ground, as if it was falling into Fang Xiaoling's heart—as if Roland's dead soul was complaining about her, urging her to get her due retribution as soon as possible.

Fang Xiaoling turned over to face the wall, her eyes closed tightly, as if she wanted to escape what was happening.

pat!

It fell to the ground again.

Fang Xiaoling was startled and trembled involuntarily.

Fear and guilt, and those old crones that came to mind, tormented her.

pat!

Fang Xiaoling sat up abruptly, and had to look at the short knife on the ground by the door.

There were two or three short knives hanging from the door frame by spider-like thin threads, which were shaken by the wind, as if they were about to fall at any moment.

A silk thread was broken, and Fang Xiaoling's pupils shrank suddenly, but the short knife that her eyes were focusing on did not fall, but fluttered like a fallen leaf. When it was close to the ground, it was suddenly blown up by the wind, and gradually It landed on Fang Xiaoling's legs.

This feeling was like being given to Bai Ling.

Even if there is a brief moment of indecision, death is a doomed end.

Fang Xiaoling thought of the smiles on the faces of the members of the squad. Everyone gradually became old again, their eyes began to resent, and the corners of their mouths slowly sank.

With trembling arms, she slowly grasped the dagger.

"It's time to rest……"

The blade slowly approached the skin on her neck. Fang Xiaoling closed her eyes, but suddenly she heard mature but gentle voices coming from all directions at the same time, like an oracle from heaven, washing her soul.

"Good sister, I'm Roland."

"Sister?" Fang Xiaoling looked around in astonishment, "Where are you?"

"Meng Ling and Wang Chenyu created the [Soul Communicator] at the fastest speed." Roland's steady voice continued to sound around, "It is only in the initial stage, and you can only hear our voice.

It's still being tested, and it's not known if you'll be able to hear it. "

"I can hear it! I can hear it!" Fang Xiaoling put down the dagger in her hand, raised her head and shouted, "How are you doing? Is everyone okay? The exam at the Tower School..."

Having said that, she suddenly came back to her senses. My sister said just now that the communicator was only in its infancy. It could only let her hear her sister's voice, but it couldn't let her hear what she said.