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The golden light that gushed out from the scented sachet poured onto Holder's body and engulfed him. He could only feel a powerful suction force imprisoning him, pulling him into another space in the blink of an eye.

"I think I've been here before. After walking through this corridor, everything will go back to normal!?" A world without a cloud would be better off in hell. "Unbelievably touching the warped space around him, Holder walked slowly to the opposite side, where there was light, and the warmth was irresistible.

"Tch." After experiencing the pull of time and space, Holder became even calmer. "Tch." After experiencing the pull of time and space again, Holder became even calmer. He still remembered that he was assassinated by a crane, humiliated, humiliated all his life. He just hoped that that guy wouldn't spread his name and ruin his reputation.

He was waiting for the death bell to ring. Death was holding him by the back with the axe and sending him down to the eighteenth floor, but he was not afraid. If one looked carefully, they could even see that there was a faint smile on his lips, and in his eyes, that moment was a moment of physical and spiritual relief.

To live in a dream that doesn't exist.

As the feeling of time and space slowly faded, Holde's body lightened. It was as if his heart had been pierced by an elder.

As expected, she went back with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, showing her farewells. She thought to herself that her death was actually so calm, or perhaps light as a feather. No one would know, not even Xia Xia. Haha, it's better if she didn't know.

Drip.

He felt someone crying by his side, hehe, so there was actually someone crying for me. He felt that it was a little unbelievable, and really wanted to open his eyes to see who it was, but his breathing ? Eh, why would he be so carefree?

Huo De's eyes snapped open. "Oh, my god, I'm not dead?" F * ck, what kind of dream is this? Could it be that the Underworld Ferry was overloaded with people? How many Dreams would players like them have to go through to get a taste of Grandma Meng's soup?

And who exactly is this guy ? Why am I crying here...

"I seem to have seen this before," Holde muttered to himself. He had just formed a line with Death, and even though his consciousness was starting to clear up, his vision was still blurry, and he could only vaguely make out the person kneeling beside him ? People...

"It's a girl," Holder nodded, because he could feel that the man was wearing a dress... Holy shit, I think I bought it, she's Xia Xia!?

While lamenting, Holder lightly patted the "woman's" back and subconsciously asked, "Xia, is that you?"

The girl was stunned and quickly turned her back, afraid that Holde would see her and consciously avoid his eyes.

Holder chuckled, thinking that you were as shy as ever, and that even in your dreams it was all right to have a little bit of sunshine.

"I say, you're already like a ripe apple. What are you going to do? "Come, come, come, give this lord a smile. Girl ?"

Just like an official who went to a brothel alone, Holder grabbed the girl that he 'liked'.

"Don't run, I caught you." Holder snickered.

"Hate ~ ~" The girl replied shyly.

"What!?"

Halder was so taken aback that he pulled his ear close to his ear, thinking he had misheard.

The girl was equally quick-witted and quickly turned her head away. There was a deathly silence, neither running nor saying anything.

It's not true, Holder told himself over and over again. He had been hallucinating, but he still felt a stumble in his heart. He was afraid, afraid that he was still in some damned dream.

His vision gradually began to clear, and as he rubbed his wrinkled eyelids, Holder was stunned.

In front of him was a broad, fat, friendless woman with a tight skirt. She looked as if she was struggling to breathe, which made Holder afraid to look at her.

However, Holde still opened his mouth, the woman was wearing the dress he had bought, and it was the one he had bought, "Come over here, let's have a good chat, where did this dress come from, do you know that you don't deserve to wear it? This is the dress I bought for you, you dare to wear it, do you believe this lord will take care of you with one finger?"

The woman sobbed in a low voice, tears that could not be stopped. He just wouldn't speak, just let him worry.

His intuition told him that the guy in front of him must have been inextricably linked with Xia Xia, just like how he had to pry open a door in the scented sachet from before to open a window on this fatty's body.

"Don't cry, I believe you, even if you don't believe me," Holder said with a smirk.

"Really!?" The woman opened her mouth for the second time. Her voice was very soft and could only be heard beside her. However, it resounded like a thunderclap within Holder's mind.

The heck, it really is a man. His voice is even more rough and rough than mine. F * ck, can this dream be any more fake? As he said this in his mind, he wouldn't say it out loud. Holder's expression was as calm as water, unperturbed. He was like a veteran spy talking to the head of the enemy about the lofty ideals of Marxism.

"Go ahead," Holder said.

"Un, first, this, this, I am Xia Xia, do you believe me ?"

Holder tried to nod, trying to keep his heart from collapsing, but he thought too much, and half of his ears were already ringing.

If Xia became a man, would I accept it?" asked Holder, nodding his head. But if he became a man, he would be fat enough to flow with oil and a full beard, as if he could make a brush with a single tug. How could I accept that? He found himself being asked the wrong question...

It was not that he didn't believe it, it was just that he didn't believe it. To be honest, he really didn't care about face, and he didn't care about face.

While Holder was still in a daze, "Xia" wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. Whether or not Holder's nod was true, perhaps she had just misunderstood his good intentions.

She had not wanted to tell Holder the truth, to be alone and old with regret, but Holder had accidentally planted the seeds of light in her heart and lit up her world again, and she had said that even if he would let go of her hand.

"De Ge, maybe all of this is beyond your understanding, but I ? I still hope you understand. "