Star Iron, after using the mod to make the Big Black Tower dark, the game became real

"Your birthday is March 7th? I'll sign it right now. Where should I write it?"

"The first page is fine."

Watching the interaction between the two women, Jiang Wei's gaze swept over Xiao Sanyue.

Despite having a cute and innocent personality, March 7th has developed remarkably well, to the point of being somewhat unreasonable.

"In early March, don't forget your journey; your train companions are waiting for you."

There are still a few hours until noon.

"Haven't you had enough?"

"Want to play a little longer? There are so many new things to do. It's fun and safe. Don't think of the pioneering journey as tourism. In fact, it's extremely dangerous. One wrong step and you'll be wanted by the police!"

Listening to the playful words of March 7th.

Jiang Wei suddenly felt that the atmosphere was so ambiguous that it would be a shame not to broaden his horizons.

"I missed you after just one night apart."

"... "

On March 7th, he fell silent and looked at him suspiciously.

"Are you out of your mind? The air conditioning is on in the room and it's not hot."

"You don't miss me? Tell the truth."

How can I bring this up?

On March 7th, she subconsciously looked at Liu Ying, only to find that Liu Ying seemed oblivious to everything around her.

Her expression was slightly complicated.

"There are so many people around you."

"But there is only one March 7th."

"Do you need me?"

"Just playing around, don't take it too seriously, just treat it as experiencing the unknown. I think I'm pretty good."

March 7th was amused.

If Jiang Wei were to be too serious, she would find it hard to handle; on the contrary, his joking tone made San Yueqi feel less pressured.

"Okay~"

Liu Ying lowered her face, her soft hair brushing against Jiang Wei's cheek, leaving a trace of her girlish fragrance.

Jiang Wei felt the warmth of the fireflies.

"Stay with me on March 7th, and don't run away."

"Who said they were going to run away?"

As if a fuse had been lit, the firefly's competitive spirit ignited, and it wanted to compete with March 7th to see who it liked more.

Without a second thought, Liu Ying gently bit her collar and deftly untied the bow.

A light skirt fluttered down, accompanied by the girl's warm body temperature and sweet fragrance.

"I'm still inside..."

The robin felt a dryness in its throat.

Jiang Wei had a good idea.

"Please, Miss Robin, sing a song with your beautiful voice, let's call it 'Sleepless Night'."

Playing games while listening to the robin's off-key, embarrassed singing is simply the most enjoyable thing ever.

"I can't sing this song."

The robin refused such an absurd request.

"It's okay, I have sheet music."

Jiang Wei used the power of dreams to create a musical score from his memories and handed it to her.

The robin was speechless.

"Is it mandatory to sing?"

Singing is not a problem.

Singing in such an atmosphere, the robin felt, would ruin her; her feathers would become stained.

"quick."

A single word conveys an absolute intransigence.

The robin hesitated for a few seconds, then suddenly noticed that March 7th's body was somewhat stiff.

She understood; she wasn't the only newcomer there.

That's fine.

The robin's attention was focused on the musical score.

She bowed gracefully, her fair neck blushing slightly in the ambiguous atmosphere.

A faint smile appeared on her lips.

Her voice was soft and her singing exceptionally sweet, like a love song.

"Outside the car window, the night scene is dazzling with lights?"

……

The Great Black Tower used "Mysterious Dive" to open a teleportation vortex.

Thunder and lightning.

A purple-haired woman wielding a katana makes her appearance.

The moment you see her, a chill runs down your spine.

It was as if a sharp blade had been drawn from its sheath and pierced the pupil, bringing an omen of death.

……

"Don't forget, you're only awake when you close your eyes?"

There was a knock on the door on Sunday.

He and the dreamer exchanged a glance, both of them somewhat puzzled.

The door was opened without permission.

Followed by.

Blood and pale blade light erupted.

"You're in this scene, changing poses?"

I didn't see clearly what happened on Sunday.

The cold wind blew him away.

When he opened his eyes again, his pupils dilated violently.

Warm blood flowed on the ornate floor, forming veins like the roots of an ancient tree.

The floor cracked, like a meteorite hitting the bullseye, and half the room was blown apart.

At the center of the pool of blood.

The dreamer was torn to pieces and turned into a pile of mud.

"The answer, the ending, how should I guess?"

Chapter 42 The Robin: Don't Play with My Wings

On the brightly lit streets of Pinocchio.

The girl, with a sly smile, gazed at the tragedy that had occurred at Chaolu Mansion.

"The 'Knowledge' Commander plus the 'Void' Commander?"

"What a grand gesture!"

"The brothers and sisters in the tavern will be amazed."

Even with the home advantage of Pinocchio, the family may still be willing but unable to fully utilize their resources.

"Intellect" is a difficult thing to deal with. Rather than saying that intelligence is good at solving problems, it is more accurate to say that intelligence is good at making problems not exist in the first place.

At the entrance of the mansion.

The woman wearing a purple lily hair ornament turned around, her gaze piercing like a knife towards the fireworks.

Fireworks was taken aback.

The big black tower chuckled and made a throat-slitting gesture at her.

"I'll behave, okay?"

Hanabi, who considered herself fearless, was unwilling to provoke the Empire in this chaotic situation.

Pinocone will soon have a new owner.

……

Jiang Wei's bedroom was isolated from the world by the power of his dreams.

The tragedy that occurred at Chaolu Mansion did not reach the girls' ears at all.

The robin listened to the sounds around it, its delicate cheeks flushed crimson.

Clothes were scattered everywhere, and a strong floral fragrance wafted over, making her feel a little dizzy.

She didn't realize when Jiang Wei had hugged her.

As if in a dream, that's how it all ended.

The sweltering scene was too much to bear; the robin's delicate body stiffened.

"Jiang Wei...I am not March 7th..."

"Little March is asleep, and so is Firefly, but I'm still awake."

"What should I do?"

The robin panicked.

She finally understood why Liu Ying didn't react much to Jiang Wei's philandering.

It turns out that one person can't handle it alone, so the pressure needs to be shared.

"I have some ideas on how to spread my wings using the power of 'harmony'."

Jiang Wei had been thinking about this for a long time.

"... "

The robin closed its eyes in extreme shame and indignation, hesitated for half a second, and then its pure and soft wings appeared in harmony.

The next moment, Jiang Wei's hand landed on it.

She trembled slightly with nervousness.

There's no way I can't be nervous.

She struggled to move her head away, a surge of heat rising through her body.

My heart was racing, and all my senses—touch, hearing, and smell—were churning with an agonizing sensation.

The second hand ticked as slowly as a snail.