The King of Special Warfare

The figure reflected on the screen clearly seemed to be close at hand.

It was as if someone had already stood behind him, very close.

Qin Weibai suddenly turned around.

The entrance is soft lighting, chair backs, drinking fountains, sofas...

No one exists.

Qin Weibai narrowed his eyes, and looked back at the dark monitoring screen again.

The man in the black dragon robe was still clearly visible on the screen, and Qin Weibai could even see the countless intricate and changing patterns on his dragon robe.

This is the image of someone standing behind him, whose figure is reflected on the screen.

Qin Weibai turned around again.

Still nobody.

She was silent for a long time before she said lightly, "Who are you?"

The figure on the screen did not respond and remained motionless.

"Don't want to say it? Or can't you say it?"

Qin Weibai raised his eyebrows slightly.

That figure remained silent.

Qin Weibai was silent for a few seconds, then stood up: "Anyway, I don't like your pretense."

After a pause, she continued: "But the movie is very exciting."

She seemed completely calm.

From the ancient beauty in another time and space to the present Qin Weibai.

When I was very young, I met myself.

Completely transparent memory, completely synchronized thinking, absolutely consistent feelings...

They are obviously two individuals, but they are also one person...

Qin Weibai's life is wonderful enough, because she has experienced too many things. For her, there is almost nothing she can't accept. Maybe she can't understand those things, but they are not unreasonable of.

She has experienced traveling through time and space, what else can make her feel novel?

Now she has that repeating but non-repeating dream almost every night,

That piece of starry sky that seems to have no end, is constantly boring and repeating, piece after piece of galaxy, dark, lonely, but full of vitality and depth.

She controls everything in her dreams. She imagined thousands of trillions of interstellar fleets, imagined dense and unimaginable countless races, and formed a mechanical army that can fill the galaxy, just to find her own goals.

What is all this in front of her eyes compared to the dreams she would experience every night?

In this movie, the way the other party exists seems very strange and mysterious.

And Xuan, to put it bluntly, it's just that she didn't understand it herself. If she really figured out the key point, she would find that it was nothing more than that.

If you can't understand it, just don't think about it.

At least, from the beginning to the end, she never felt any malice from the other party.

No malice, just kindness.

If the other party's goal is herself and Tianlan, they still have a long life force in the future, and she will see each other again sooner or later.

Even if the other party has nothing to do with me and Tianlan, but only cares about Dongcheng, and I have only been a toolman this time, but in the end, he deserves my thanks.

so be it.

Qin Weibai nodded to the shadow still lingering on the screen: "Goodbye."

She turned around and walked back to the rest area.

Yu Donglai was still thinking hard.

The figure mentioned by Qin Weibai seemed to be getting clearer and clearer in his mind.

But the content of the communication between them has become more and more vague.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, he kept mumbling to himself.

Kuangtu Li was obviously a little autistic, sitting silently on the sofa, neither sad nor happy, like a lifeless statue.

Qin Weibai looked at him expressionlessly.

Even after watching that movie and seeing what happened to Li Shi, her disgust towards Li Shi still hasn't disappeared.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

Qin Weibai's voice was indifferent: "Are you going to stay for dinner?"

Li Kuangtu looked up at her.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he said hoarsely, "I need an explanation."

He didn't have another concept of time and space in his mind, so everything he experienced was somewhat inexplicable, but extremely shocking.

Li Huawu is alive.

The parents are the sword gods of Li Tianlan and...Gu Xianyan.

A movie that seems to happen in reality, but is interlaced with the current reality.

The sky is purgatory if it succeeds.

Completely became a laughingstock, not even a laughingstock, Mrs. Li who was never mentioned again.

Fake? illusory?

In the passage of time that seems to have nothing to do with reality, the sword god in the movie really intersects with the present world.

Kuangtu Li couldn't convince himself to ignore those things.

The scar left by the sword energy on Dibing Mountain is still there, and it is an unsolved mystery of the entire dark world. There is no way for Li Kuangtu to deceive himself with such a sword

people.

He can feel the real reality from this 'movie'.

sword god.

still exists.

A world that seems to occasionally interact with this plane.

Is this really the case?

Li Kuangtu stared at Qin Weibai, his eyes were extremely nervous.

"Old man, see off the guests."

Qin Weibai's voice was cold and indifferent, and no emotion could be seen on that perfect face without any expression.

Still confused, Yu Donglai seemed to give up thinking, shook his head helplessly, stood up and said, "Let's go."

Kuangtu Li didn't move, but looked at Qin Weibai stubbornly.

Qin Weibai was also looking at him, his bright eyes flickering, reminding him of the cold star shining in the boundless barren distance just now when Qin Weibai's mental storm enveloped him.

He turned around silently, followed Yu Donglai and walked out of the laboratory slowly.

Qin Weibai stood where he was and waited for about half an hour.

The young man in a black dragon robe still did not appear.

Instead of going back to the control area to watch the surveillance, she turned on the elevator again, and the elevator went all the way up to the surface.

And just as Qin Weibai left, the elevator doors closed.

In the control area of ​​the laboratory, on the pitch-black screen, that extremely clear shadow moved.

He seemed to be walking on an endless road, with the wide dragon robe fluttering on his body, his speed was getting faster and faster, but he never reached the end.

He just repeated the movement of walking, soundlessly, as if he wanted to repeat this movement forever.

After an unknown amount of time, the figure on the screen took another step forward.

His movements were no different from before.

But this step seems to have reached the end.

His figure came out directly from the darkness of the monitor screen.

On the black dragon robe, countless complicated patterns turned into one after another weird patterns under the light.

The sharp-edged young man looked around quietly, and after a long time, he pinched his forehead, seemed a little embarrassed, and sighed dumbfoundedly: "You shitty pretending to be a ghost, I almost couldn't get out , If you can't figure it out, then you don't want to think about it. What the hell kind of thinking? You should think about it again..."

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(I have something to do in the past two days, less. Try to write as much as possible tomorrow.)