Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Then let them go and be intimate with the Void Soldiers. Let's see if these monsters will show mercy when they kill them and be willing to give them some anesthetic." Yan Huan spread his hands and said:

"These people are just too full."

On March 7th, something suddenly occurred to him, and he asked:

"By the way...you mentioned that someone died in your dream. What was the identity of the deceased?"

"A songstress, perhaps." Yan Huan's gaze was calm.

"It's that idol you like."

"???"

March 7 blinked her pinkish-blue eyes blankly: "Which idol do I like?"

"It's... Robin, the younger sister of the head of the Oak family."

Yan Huan recalled the robin's death and said helplessly:

"I don't know what we've run into. Dreams are so dangerous, yet our family is still hiding it from us."

While the two were chatting, Himeko and Welt arrived late.

After some conversation, Walter remarked:

"In reality, all is calm, but in dreams, undercurrents surge, just as the reminiscer said."

"Now is not the time to be discouraged. We can still do what we can for that young lady."

"For example...finding the murderer."

Himeko nodded slightly:

"We must determine the cause of the robin's death so that other guests at Pinocchio can take targeted precautions."

Let's sort out the current situation.

"The intelligence that Yan Huan gathered reminded me of something."

Himeko looked at March 7:

"Little March, do you remember what the family representative who negotiated with us said?"

Upon hearing Himeko's words, March Seven pondered:

"[Indeed, we believe the nameless guest is unrelated to everything, but we urge everyone to trust the family and refrain from acting rashly.]"

At the same time, the three of them looked at Yan Huan.

"...?"

Yan Huan frowned and said:

"Why are you looking at me? Wasn't it Silver Wolf's idea to go to the Dream Hotel?"

Ji Zi reminded Yan Huan:

"By the way, Yan Huan... do you still remember your friend?"

"That friend?" Yan Huan asked, puzzled.

"It's... that Miss Liuying," Himeko sighed.

"According to the family's investigation in the dream, she...it seems that she committed suicide."

"?"

"???"

Yan Huan's eyes widened:

"What the hell? Suicide? Are you kidding me?"

"That's how it is." Walter looked at Yan Huan and sighed.

"I don't know why, but according to the images provided by the family representative, she actually ran towards the meme that represents [death] and was pierced by the wing blade."

"So... there are actually two confirmed dead."

"..."

"There are three of us now."

At this moment, Yan Huan had changed into white mourning clothes and said sorrowfully:

"I'll go be with her right now."

"Dream Hotel, huh? I'm off!"

March 7th quickly grabbed Yan Huan's white headscarf and pulled him back:

"Hey, hey, hey, are you out of your mind?"

"You've only known her for a few days, and you're already going to commit suicide with her? Is there no one else in this world you care about?"

"What do I have to miss?" Yan Huan asked, her eyes red-rimmed as she looked at March 7.

"Me?" March 7th replied matter-of-factly.

"I'm so cute and beautiful, as your partner, shouldn't you be reluctant to part with me?"

Himeko and Welt: "..."

"Waaaaah, let me go quietly with her!" Yan Huan cried.

March 7th: "Think of Danheng!"

Yan Huan: "Ahhhhh... Let me go with her!"

March 7th: "Think of Uncle Yang, Ji Zi...!"

Yan Huan: "...Let me go with her!"

March 7th: "Think of Peipei!!"

Yan Huan: "Okay, I won't die."

March 7: "..."

Yan Huan changed out of her white mourning clothes and said calmly:

"I have an idea: is it possible to receive something unexpected after dying in a dream?"

"Why?" March 7 asked, puzzled.

Yan Huan said confidently:

"The robin may have died in an accident, but the firefly isn't cerebral palsy, so why would it want to die for no reason?"

“I suspect…it’s all related to the watchmaker’s legacy.”

Chapter 668 is only a little bit.

Dreamland.

Daydream Hotel.

Huang Quan suddenly put down his long sword, looked at Sam in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"Stop it."

"What's wrong?" Sam withdrew from his fighting stance and stood before Huang Quan.

Huang Quan's gaze remained indifferent:

"I have seen many seemingly clever disguises that can cover up the appearance, but cannot hide the true nature."

"Whether it was Miss MacArthur, or you now..."

Sam: "..."

Huang Quan: "Your target has always been me and that person who remembers."

"why?"

"Is it [the slave of fate] that made you do this?"

Sam looked up:

"You know Eriol?"

Huang Quan's gaze remained indifferent:

“I thought this would be written into your [script].

Sam explained:

“My [scripts] have always been only a few lines. Nothing more is necessary or required.”

"He knows my personality."

There is only one destiny, and no one can escape it.

“But before that, I had the right to choose.”

“But you don’t seem to know, so… it’s my turn to ask.”

"Who are you exactly?"

Huang Quan paused for a moment, then replied:

"Perhaps... he is not your enemy."

"That's irrelevant." Sam scoffed.

Huang Quan paced back and forth in front of Sam, and said wistfully:

"I'm not worth your curiosity."

"Those who roam the galaxy alone always have some secrets. I was once wanted by the company, so it's not surprising that I know something about the Star Core Hunters..."

That's all.

"Perhaps... I can help you too."