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At the same time, in another carriage, compared to Xing who fell asleep at the speed of light, March 7 was not sleepy at all.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the warm sheep charm in both hands, her pink-blue eyes sparkling in the dim light, full of a researcher's curiosity.

"Leaving the body...seeing the rememberer...passing through walls...using the power of the soul..." She muttered the known functions in a low voice, her face wrinkled.

"I feel like... there's more we can do, right? This baby is definitely not that simple!"

She concentrated, and the sheep charm in her hand emitted a soft white light.

The light feeling of weightlessness came again, and March 7's spirit floated away from his body.

She floated around her room, trying to walk through the walls - and succeeded!

I tried to float to the observation car again and saw Walter still studying his model drawings under the lamp, while Jizi was reading quietly at the bar.

She even tried to touch the coffee cup on the table, but her fingers passed through it without any obstruction.

"Alas... I can only watch." March 7's spirit held his chin, floating in the air, feeling a little depressed.

"Is it really true that on the train I can only be a flying ghost camera?"

At this moment, a flash of inspiration came to her mind, like a meteor across the sea of ​​stars.

"Wait! A dream!" She spun around in the air excitedly.

"Isn't that common in stories about immortal boats? Immortals appear in dreams to offer guidance and direction! I'm in spirit form now! Isn't this the perfect form of a dream?"

The more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to her, and her big eyes sparkled with eagerness to try it out.

"Practice makes perfect! Who should I try it on?" Her gaze subconsciously drifted towards the next room, and a sly and slightly mischievous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Hehe... Xing~ Sleeping soundly, huh? My dear sister, I've chosen you! I'll show you my newly developed 'Sweet Dreams' service!"

With a hint of mischievous excitement and a slight sense of guilt, March Seven's pink-blue spirit penetrated the cold metal walls of the train and floated silently into Xing's room.

Xing was lying on his back in the middle of the bed, with the quilt kicked to one corner. There was a silly smile on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be immersed in an extremely pleasant dream and was sleeping defenselessly.

"Hehehe..." March Seven's spirit floated to the bedside, looking at Xing's utterly awful appearance, he couldn't help but let out a low laugh like a triumphant villain.

But after laughing, looking at Xing's peaceful sleeping face, a sense of guilt quietly crept into my heart.

She clasped her hands together and whispered something very quickly to the sleeping Xing.

"Xing, Xing, we're good sisters, and I definitely didn't mean to play a prank on you! This is all for a scientific experiment! To unlock the great potential of the Sheep Talisman! You're so generous and loyal, you'll definitely understand and forgive me, right? Yeah, if you don't say anything, that means you agree!"

This self-comforting "apology process" went by very quickly, and the sound was as light as a feather falling to the ground. Naturally, Xing couldn't hear a word.

Then she even made a small bow in the direction of Xing.

After completing the process, Sanyueqi suddenly felt a lot more "justified".

She leaned closer to Xing, her translucent fingertips hovering above Xing's eyebrows.

"So... how do I get in?" she muttered. "It seems like in the Xianzhou storybooks, immortals always point their finger at their eyebrows and the person will fall asleep. Whatever, let's give it a try!"

She concentrated her mind, imagining herself penetrating the thin membrane that blocked the dream world. Her fingertips gently touched Xing's forehead, and she silently repeated in her mind: "Enter the dream... I want to enter the dream... Let me go in and take a look..."

Om-!

The moment the fingertips touched Xing's eyebrows, a strange suction force came, as if being drawn into a whirlpool of consciousness.

The scene in front of San Yueqi's eyes was instantly distorted and stretched, and the colors were mixed wildly like an overturned palette. The next second, she was "standing" steadily in a bizarre world.

This is the kingdom of the Night God!

But it is the Kingdom of the Night God rendered through the "Highlight Special Edition" filter of Xing's unique brain.

The sky was an exaggerated purple-red, and rainbow-like rivers of energy flowed on the ground.

What made San Yueqi most dumbfounded were the "teammates" around him!

Where are Ying, Paimeng, Danheng and the others?

Looking around, all you see is the iconic Wang Xia Bucket with muscular body and tough lines!

The only thing that could distinguish their identities was that each of the kings had an extremely abstract, crooked hand-painted portrait stuck on his chest.

The wild style of the painting, the distorted lines, and the collapsed proportions were exactly the same as those "soul portraits" that Jeppard had drawn by hand when they were wanted in Beloberg!

Sanyueqi could even make out the bucket next to his face, with its distorted features and sloppy pink hair... Is Xing's painting skills usually this "shocking"?!

"Pfft..." March 7's spirit almost couldn't help laughing out loud, but then a nameless anger suddenly rose up.

That's not right! You're such a jerk! Not only did you turn all of us into muscular hunks in your dream, but you also made me look so ugly!

His painting skills are a hundred times better than Jeppard's! I felt a little sorry for you just now!

At this moment, the dream plot progressed to the "climax" part.

Only "Xing" was seen. She still looked her original self, wearing handsome pioneer clothes, holding a glittering "Glass Star Sword", standing in the C position.

Facing the "Baptist of Deep Sins" in front of him who is emitting an ominous black aura, this image is quite realistic.

"Watch out! The dancing whirlwind of fire - the golden light conquers the devil!" Xing shouted in his dream, full of momentum, holding the "Glass Star Sword" high in both hands, and a dazzling golden light began to condense on the sword, and it seemed that he was about to deliver an earth-shattering blow!

"The opportunity has come!" San Yueqi's eyes lit up, and the spirit of mischief burned fiercely.

She thought about it and concentrated her mind on replacing the sword.

Just when Xing was about to swing his sword!

The mighty "Glass Star Sword" in her hand flashed and instantly turned into a...golden, quite extraordinary...high-intensity flashlight!

"Huh?" Xing in the dream froze, visibly stunned.

But she had already assumed the "Golden Light Subduing Demon" stance, the arrow on the string had to be released. She subconsciously pressed the switch on the flashlight.

Swish-!

A very bright beam of light shot out and hit the "face" of the Baptist of Deep Sin directly.

The Baptist of Deep Sin was dazzled by the sudden bright light and froze in its tracks. It subconsciously raised its hands to shield its eyes and let out a confused roar: "Huh...?" It didn't seem to have suffered any harm, but was just a little dazed by the flash.

“???” Xing in the dream looked at the flashlight in his hand, then looked at the enemy who was only “blinded” by the flash, his face full of question marks.

"That's not right? Is this what my Golden Light Demon Slaying looks like?"

Chapter 101 The Birth of the Great Devil and His Light-Speed ​​Fall

At this moment, the Deep Sin Baptist, who had grown impatient with being shaken, roared angrily, and a black energy surged from his body. A long-simmering destructive energy shockwave surged towards Xing like a black torrent! The momentum was terrifying!

Xing was horrified and subconsciously wanted to block with his flame spear. But in such a hurry, how could he do it in time?

Seeing that "Mr. Xing" was about to be defeated in his own dream, March Seven felt that it was time to come on stage to "save the situation" (actually to steal the show)!

Suddenly, the king with the abstract portrait of March Seventh on his face burst into a soft pink-blue light!

The light faded away, revealing March Seven's original pretty girlish appearance!

She heroically pulled her longbow made of ice crystals, and an ice arrow filled with cold air condensed in an instant!

"Watch me!" Sanyueqi added dazzling entrance effects and sound effects to herself in her dream. "Come and see how powerful I am!"

call out--!

The ice arrow flew out of the bow and accurately hit the black energy torrent.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only extreme coldness spreading instantly!

The black energy torrent, along with the gigantic Baptist of Deep Sin, was instantly frozen into a gigantic, crystal clear black iceberg!

Then with a "crack", it shattered into ice crystal powder all over the sky, sparkling under the purple-red sky of the dream.

The whole process is smooth, clean and neat, full of Sailor Moon-like elegance and power.

This should have been the star's highlight moment, but now the spotlight is entirely on March 7.

March Seven's spirit floated proudly in the air, with his hands on his hips, grinning as he looked down at the bewildered Xing below, waiting to see her expression of frustration or astonishment.

However, Xing's next words instantly froze the smile on San Yueqi's face.

Xing's eyes widened in horror, and she pointed at the normal March Seven and screamed:

"It's...it's the March Demon King! Oh no! She's chasing me into my dream! Run, Ianshan!"

As she shouted, she jumped onto the king's barrel with an abstract portrait of Ian Shan on it very naturally, urging it to run away quickly.

Maybe it was because Xing subconsciously thought that with Ianshan's physique, she could run faster than a motorcycle.

The king's car, Ian Shan, cooperated very well and made a rumbling sound of the engine, carrying Xing and trying to escape from the scene.

March 7: "..."

She felt a surge of blood rushing to her head. What the hell?! The big devil?! Me?! March 7th?! The young and lovely beautiful girl March 7th?!

In this idiot star's dream, I was actually portrayed as a demon chasing after her?! She even rode off on a trash can?!

Could I be uglier than those abyss monsters?!

This is a great shame and humiliation! It's a trampling on the dignity of a beautiful girl!

The little bit of guilt from the prank just now was now burned to ashes by the raging anger!

"Xing! Stop right there!" Sanyueqi's spirit body erupted with a wave of thought even more powerful than the one that froze the abyss monster just now! She waved her hand fiercely in the direction of Xing's escape!

Xing, who was running desperately on the "King's Barrel Motorcycle", suddenly felt an irresistible huge suction force coming!

She and her "vehicle" Wangxiatong Yianshan instantly left the ground and shrank rapidly like two small insects pinched by invisible big hands.

Then with a "pop", it was sucked into the palm of March Seven's hand, which suddenly became extremely huge!

Looking at Xing, who was sitting on the king's bucket like a miniature model in his palm with a panicked look on his face, the huge Sanyueqi "grinned" (in Xing's eyes) and moved closer to his face, with a sound like thunder (in Xing's ears).

"Star—! What did you just call me?! Big Devil?! Huh?!"

Xing looked up at the huge face of Sanyueqi in front of him, which was as huge as a mountain, and immediately gave in without knowing the situation.

She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and began to apologize rapidly: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Master Sanyueqi, I was wrong! You are not the devil! You are not scary at all!"

"You are the cutest, gentlest, kindest girl in the universe! My brain must have been eroded by the energy of the abyss just now! Please spare me!"

This series of apologies was so smooth and skillful that it made people feel distressed. As for what was wrong? Why did they apologize?

Xing may not have thought about it carefully himself. It was purely a conditioned reflex survival strategy when facing the pressure of the "big devil".

However, just as Xing closed her eyes and apologized, a thought struck her mind like lightning.

Wait! Why would Sanyueqi be angry about being called "Demon King"? This feels... wrong!

At this moment, Xing felt that he had grasped the truth.

Xing suddenly opened his eyes and stared suspiciously at the huge Sanyueqi in front of him. The pink-blue eyes seemed particularly bright because of anger and grievance.

She asked tentatively with a hint of uncertainty: "...March? Are you...are you misusing your sheep charm ability again?! You are not the March Seven in my dream at all! You are the real March Seven, right?!"

The huge spiritual projection of March 7th was obviously stiff for a moment!

The "cruel smile" on his face froze instantly, and a trace of panic of being exposed flashed in his eyes. He even subconsciously wanted to hide his hands behind his back!

This panic and guilt on March 7 after he became huge was as obvious as a searchlight in the dark night!

“I…I…” March 7 was speechless for a moment, and the huge projection seemed a little at a loss.

"Ha! It's you!" Xing immediately seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and instantly switched from a cowardly state to a triumphant accusation mode, and jumped up in the palm of March Seven's hand.

"March Seven! You're done! How dare you abuse your abilities to sneak into my dreams! You're invading my privacy! This is mental harassment!"

"As soon as I wake up, I'll tell Uncle Yang! Tell Aunt Jizi! Tell Pam! Let them judge for themselves!"

"No, no, no! Don't complain!" The huge projection of March 7th panicked in an instant, and there was a hint of pleading in his voice.

It was indeed a bit unfair to break into someone else's dream without permission and get caught, especially when thinking of Walter's serious expression as he pushed up his glasses and Ji Zi's meaningful smile... March Seven suddenly wilted.

The huge projection quickly shrank back to its normal size.

"That... Ah Xing..." March Seven's spirit rubbed her hands, putting on an extremely flattering, even a little fawning smile on her face. This expression was rarely seen on her face.

"Good sister... don't be so serious! I... I'm just doing an experiment! Serious scientific research! To develop the potential of the sheep talisman and explore the possibility of communication between the soul and dreams!"

"This is an important issue concerning our future teamwork and... uh... defense against mental attacks!" Her brain was working at light speed at this moment, trying hard to make the reason more reasonable.

Chapter 102 March 7th, you don’t want me to complain, do you?