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The sickle behind him trembled a few times, as if being grabbed by an invisible big hand, pulled up from the ground, turned in the air a few times, and landed on the heterogeneous manipulator.

"thanks."

She spoke for a while, and then stated indifferently: "Since the three are much heavier than expected, I will take an emergency plan next."

"Everything is in a hurry, I hope you can understand."

"what?"

too heavy?

Emergency plan?

Although they are very concerned about the evaluation of Suddenly, the so-called emergency plan makes them feel even more uncomfortable.

Before the three of them had time to speak, the woman who appeared suddenly said calmly again.

"Violet of my name, please advise."

"?"

No, what are you doing when you introduce yourself?

"Hey……"

"Please grasp it firmly."

"and many more……"

There was no intention to listen to the opinions of the three. The woman who claimed to be Violet turned the scythe in her hand upside down and pointed the end in the direction where she came.

Hold the sickle handle tightly and bend over to accumulate energy——

"Bon Voyage."

"what?"

The inexplicable one after another made the three people confused, but the reality will not stop because of this.

Violet didn't seem to have any intention to explain.

In other words, her actions explained her words.

She will not be a throwing scythe at all, and throw it in a standard posture that Altria and the three always feel where they have seen it.

The sharp end cuts through the air, curls up the airflow, and flies away toward the distance.

The three Altria floating in the air seemed to be pulled by an invisible chain, and suddenly and unconsciously leaned back.

After that, three, no, four, four human-shaped kites were pulled by a sickle and flew towards the predetermined destination at high speed.

Right in front of them, the erratic off-white color was faintly visible.

…………

Time went back about half an hour ago.

"One meter eight... Was Xia Ming this tall before? I can't tell at all."

Matthew exclaimed.

The corner of Lixiang's mouth twitched, a little speechless.

Shouldn't you wonder why he became so short?

Xia Ming straightened her chest.

"Hmm, maybe I can grow taller."

Lixiang rolled his eyes.

People who used to complain about the inconvenience of being too tall are now stunned by their height. Sure enough, a man is a man.

They are big trotter without brains.

Boom.

Skaha's head against Xia Ming shuddered, causing the flames around Lixiang to flutter restlessly.

"If you want to show off your physique, just train me your body with no muscles at all. Besides, you don't look as good as a girl like this. Normally Lixiang can be stronger than you-forget it. This is not the time to talk about this."

What do you still say?

Xia Ming barked his teeth.

Skaha sighed and pressed the head of the short who seemed to want to bite him.

"Didn't you ask me to help open the door? Where's the door?"

Xia Ming's expression moved and he patted the little hand on his head.

"If I am not tall, you will be responsible."

He muttered a few words like a bit of a thought, and he said in a straight voice.

"The fantasy dreamland is the world of dreams and reality, that is, the foreign land where the two intersect. In theory, as long as people still dream, it is possible to lead to the fantasy dreamland."

"In other words, as long as someone is there, it's possible to lead to a dreamland anywhere."

Lixiang folded her arms and tilted her head in confusion.

"According to you, we shouldn't be discovered when we secretly open the door? Just get a concealed technique. Could it be that which **** has set up induction techniques on all the doors so idle?"

The gods are not omnipotent. Lixiang, who has killed the gods with his hands and feet, is qualified to think so.

Therefore, with so many doors in the Dreamland, there shouldn't be any gods who are too idle to stare at them every day.

Don't think that gods can do a lot of things and people have to do them.

Those guys who have problems in thinking can't wait to hold their baby tortoise in their own territory every day as a salted fish.

Only when you lose it can you know how to cherish it. Gods don't have such thoughts.

Those who are not interested are indifferent, and those who want coexist to the end of the world.

This is what the gods should look like, and what the gods Lixiang had encountered showed her.

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