Chat group, I can exchange identities with group members

After all, although the two people look exactly the same, there are still differences in their souls between Jiang Ming and Huang Quan.

Xing only thinks that the two people look the same, but doesn’t think about anything else.

After all, there are too many people in this universe who seem to be right but are not. Bronya and Silver Wolf look very similar. So I am used to these people and I am not in a hurry to say anything.

But Huang Quan was also skeptical about Jiang Ming's words. How could she not know what kind of character this person was? So she slowly walked over at this time. Then, in front of Xing's surprised eyes, she grabbed his ear and dragged him outside.

"It hurts, it hurts... Xing, remember to put on your clothes. There is a dream manual next to it, and that is not a bathtub. The water is a special memory quality, so..."

At this point, Jiang Ming grabbed the door frame, stretched his head out and shouted, "It's a special medium, not bath water...Ah!!!"

"......"

Watching Jiang Ming leave, Xing could only touch his chin in silence. Then he made a praying gesture, and his expression clearly meant to wish you good luck.

Although she didn't know what happened, as a person who loves to have fun, Xing didn't mind seeing Jiang Ming make a fool of himself, and even felt happier. But now she had something more important to do, which was to enter the dream.

Of course, what Xing didn’t know was Jiang Ming’s little thoughts. After all, they were all girls, so what was there to say?

........

On the other side, Jiang Ming was also dragged out of Xing's room by Huang Quan. He came to Jiang Ming's own room next door. As a hotel in Pinocchio, the sound insulation of these rooms is very good, as long as the door is closed.

Even if you dance here, no one can find you. Of course, that's not the point. The point is that Jiang Ming feels a little guilty, as if he was caught in bed, so he can't fight back.

But just when Jiang Ming entered the room, he felt a special soft texture coming, and Huang Quan suddenly pounced on him and pressed him down. The pair of slender arms tightly hugged his neck, making him feel suffocated.

"You actually still remember me, is it because of that chat group?"

Seeing Huang Quan in front of him, Jiang Ming asked with a little curiosity. As soon as they met, Jiang Ming knew that Huang Quan was now a self-destructor. Only a self-destructor could possess that special and oppressive aura of nothingness.

Jiang Ming had mastered it before, but his power came from what Ah Ha had taken from Hei Dashuai, and he had the power of joy as a balance, so he wouldn't really fall into a state of self-destruction. Of course, if there was a chat group, that would be another matter.

"Without you, nothing in Izumo would exist, and I would not be able to leave the shadow of that nothingness."

"........."

Jiang Ming looked at Huang Quan in front of him speechlessly, and he didn't know what to say. Because at this moment, he was being pressed down, and his hands were still being held by Huang Quan.

Jiang Ming was a little speechless about this. This is your own body. Are you sure you want to fuck yourself?

Moreover, such a careless encounter between two people could be dangerous. But fortunately, so far, no strange time paradox has been triggered.

But Huang Quan soon stood up from Jiang Ming, and then touched himself, and soon took something out from inside and placed it in front of Jiang Ming.

"This is... a diary. Well, it is indeed something I did."

Seeing the diary in front of him, Jiang Ming was a little amused. It seemed that Huang Quan could only remember him because of this diary.

Afterwards, Jiang Ming also opened...

Due to unknown reasons, the chat group was disconnected at a certain time. Since then, the exchange has never happened again.

When Jiang Ming saw the first message, he was slightly stunned.

He once told me at the last moment to bring the relic to the Gala Star Pinocchio.

"The chat group is disconnected?"

Seeing this, Jiang Ming muttered a little in surprise, but that shouldn't be a big problem. Perhaps after everything was saved, or after he could connect to three different worlds at the same time, the chat group also lost its special substantive meaning... Maybe.

But the next moment, Jiang Ming almost jumped up.

He told me that if I saw my past self in Pinocchio, I could cut him with a knife.

"grass!!!"

Seeing this backstabbing from the past, Jiang Ming couldn't help but almost curse out loud.