Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

The noise after Sha Jin came on stage was really loud, probably because the "audience stand" was full of well-known figures, the heroic partners of the Starry Sky Train, and a "One-Sword Superman" walking on the path of nothingness.

The young man's tone of voice was gorgeous and flamboyant, which was very consistent with the stage he was on. He was born with a talent for performance.

"Remember, I didn't win once by chance, I never lose." - the man on the stage declared.

Maybe he was trying to put pressure on the audience, or maybe he was cheering himself up, but this sentence was so cool that people couldn't help but applaud him.

But unfortunately, Cheng An could only give him this admiration later, as she also had to prepare for her appearance at the right time.

The red music box waved and emerged, quieter than before. It was a good thing that a "liar" was about to shut up forever.

The dream bubble that Gallagher gave her to contain Min Min was also in good condition. She reached out and touched the round thing a few times, but she couldn't let it out yet.

There was a lot of noise on the other side of the curtain, probably because the two sides started fighting after saying “Everything for the Amber King”.

The experience of gambling with dice is really hard to describe. Cheng An has also experienced the experience of being poked by dice by the tenth-level god. Therefore, the girl's face was full of sorrow and she didn't really want to open a crack to see the scenery next door.

Therefore, she could only rely on their lines to judge the progress of the plot. Fortunately, this was enough, such as - "Strong cards, slow play, pretentious, you made me wait a little anxiously."

——This is the sign that Huang Quan is about to draw his sword.

Cheng An summoned a flying sword. At the same time, on the stage outside the curtain, chips shining with golden light fell from the sky. The sound of metal collision was crisp and dense, which attracted everyone's attention. No one saw another figure flying out after lifting a corner of the crimson curtain.

The black-haired girl looked at the train set, then raised her head and stared at the transformed Sha Jin in mid-air. Huang Quan took a step forward, and his purple hair faded and began to turn pale.

The timing was perfect.

"Five," Cheng An counted down in his mind and flew to a blind spot on both sides.

"Four." Huang Quan raised his long sword with both hands, and the blade shone with a slight cold light. Cheng An weighed the music box in his hand.

"Three." The surroundings centered on Huangquan seemed to be filtered in black and white, and the colors of the world seemed to be swallowed by the power of nothingness. Cheng An took out the dream bubble and stroked it twice. The smooth shell turned into a small black eye of the storm, and something seemed to rush out from that black hole-like place.

"Two." The long sword was unsheathed, the girl aimed at the sword light, and suddenly flew over there on the sword, probably stopping at a position where she could face Huang Quan head-on to make sure that she would not miss and throw it astray. She aimed at the red sword light and threw the music box hard over there.

"One!" Your sleep function has been loaded. As soon as it showed its head, it felt the dangerous aura and responded at a speed it had never experienced before. Even so, it still remembered the task that the girl had discussed with it: that was to take Cheng An to Liumeng Reef.

Therefore, at the critical moment of life and death, Mian Mian's sharp wings waved out an afterimage, revealing her head, stabbing the person's chest, and running away in one go, successfully making everyone unable to react to what the memory domain meme looked like, and they saw Cheng An being stabbed through by something, and then disappeared quickly.

The speed was fast enough, but it left enough visual impact to make everyone present open their eyes wide, including Sha Jin, who was submerged in the empty sword light in the next second.

The blow of the knife, with its earth-shattering momentum, raised dust and smoke for miles around. The moment the long-haired woman put away her knife, raindrops fell, and no one moved amid the rustling sound.

After a long time, a faint voice on the ground finally raised a question. Sanyueqi looked at everyone around him and said, "Um, just now, was there a Cheng An flying over?"

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At the same time, in the black space, Sha Jin suddenly opened his eyes and gasped as if he hadn't breathed for hundreds of years.

"Where is this place?" He calmed his breathing, and the violent heartbeat in his chest indicated that he was probably not dead.

Although I felt like I had died once both physically and mentally.

"A huge black hole, and the sea..."

"Did I succeed..."

He talked to himself, feeling that his life was revolving around him, and the words of different people sounded ethereal and echoed.

In a trance, he moved his feet towards the black hole that was hard to ignore, but he stopped suddenly when he remembered a scene before coming here -

"Wait, Sister Cheng An!" The blond young man opened his eyes wide. Did he see Cheng An being stabbed through by something? Was it a memory domain meme? Right in front of him?

Was it just an illusion before "death" or did it really happen?

Just as his mind was full of nonsense, a mature voice sounded from behind him: "I'm sorry, this is not the place you want."

Sha Jin took two deep breaths, trying to appear at least a little decent in front of strangers. Then he turned around and saw Huang Quan as he expected.

"Nothingness... is that so?" It's incredible that his IQ is still online and he can analyze the camp so calmly with the person who sent him here.

The two had a heart-to-heart talk about the Land of Nothingness and the purpose of Sha Jin's bluffing performance, or rather, Sha Jin unilaterally confessed his plans along the way.

Perhaps the plan has already progressed to this point, so past planning no longer needs to be concealed.

"And after this, whether you can return from the abyss will be another big gamble for you." Huang Quan had a general understanding of the journey the person in front of her had taken to get here. She couldn't help but sigh that this young man was such a bold gambler in his style of doing things.

"...Didn't you ever hesitate?" asked the white-haired lady.

Gold Dust: "Hesitant? Of course. But I believe in my good luck, and the people who have helped me along the way."

Before this, he might have thought about the disastrous bloodbath of his people, the Tsyganiya and the Evikin, and the question "Why are we born into this world just to die" had lingered in his mind for a long time.

Then, he would remember the resounding answer that Cheng An once told him one night: We are never born to die, we are born to live.

Suffering makes its presence felt in his life all the time, but there are still people around him who support him, including relatives, friends, and teachers. He feels that he lives for these people.

Nothingness envelopes everyone, and for that very reason it is meaningless, just as highlighting all the words in a book means there is no emphasis.

"'Sleep is a rehearsal for death'. Why does life sleep? Because we are not ready to face death."

"So you must understand why we want to be prepared." Huang Quan's answer was slightly different from Cheng An's, but they could be considered to have the same conclusion.

This is the experience of a person who has been walking in nothingness for too long. She is contaminated by "nothingness" and therefore understands best what kind of things are the most difficult and should not become nothingness.

For example, the answer to the question of gold sand is that it should not and will not become nothingness.

Death is the final outcome, and this will not change, but on the way to the end, people can at least decide their own present and make choices that they will not regret. The ending will therefore show a completely different meaning.

At this point, Shajin seemed to feel that he had been honest and enlightened, and perhaps now that the atmosphere between them had eased a little, they could talk about other things.

"Actually, I have something else to ask you." Recalling that dazed look, the young man restrained his smile, "When you drew your sword, did you see the girl named Cheng An?"

Thinking of this, Huang Quan was thoughtful, "I seemed to see her being stabbed in the chest by the memory domain meme, and then taken away."

The comfort that Sha Jin Gang felt just now suddenly collapsed completely. Fear and suffocation could not be concealed in his eyes, and his heart was finally hanging.