Chapter 210: Holding Hands Like a Dream (Finale)
At one point on the red carpet, an invisible filament was about an inch above the ground, and at one end was connected to a deadly mine, which was about to explode.
"Brother Jian, be careful, I'll help you", Hans grabbed Yang Jian's arm with a big hand, and the latter stepped steadily past the mine lead.
"Sissi, don't worry, I'll hug you", Blisi gently picked up little Lori, jumped up one after another, and jumped over this minefield.
"Brother Bao, why don't we have a competition", the sharpshooter smiled slyly, turning his gun in a dashing manner and stuffing it into his pocket.
"Kaede, you kid has never liked to show off the dew, why do you have this idea today", Bob wiped his nose.
"It's nothing, it's a little stuffy, it's time to have some fun."
The sharpshooter looked directly ahead of the exit, where there was a circular door, locked, without revealing a single gap, just waiting to be opened.
"Forget it", Feng sighed, "Brother Bao, let's go together", he seemed to be a little melancholy in his heart.
"I don't understand what you kid thinks", Bob scratched his head and stepped forward, a large hand on the sharpshooter's shoulder.
"Dude, be happy, there are too many hurdles to overcome in life, you are not optimistic, you are always silent, how can you get through", Bob grinned and stepped over a mine lead.
"Brother Bao... , the sharpshooter stopped talking, and he suddenly had a special premonition that something big would happen.
"Maple, Bob, hurry up, gather in front of the gate", Yang Jian beckoned to the two.
The quaint door, covered in dust, seems to have not been opened for hundreds of years, and the golden knocker has been stained bronze by time.
"Okay, everyone has finally walked out of this dangerous area", Yang Jian wiped his sweat and glanced at the hall he had just walked through.
"Do you want to take a break, or open the door?"
Kaede couldn't stop looking at this gate, feeling the uneasiness in her heart becoming more and more intense, if you open this door, will you lose something?
"Okay, since everyone has no objection, it is a tacit acquiescence", Yang Jian is still consistently unscrupulous.
He stepped forward, stretched out a hand, and gently grasped the knocker, the slimy touch made him uncomfortable.
As soon as Yang Jian exerted his strength, he found that the gate had not moved, so he increased his strength.
"Crunch", the door finally revealed a crack, and the bright light drilled out through the gap, which aroused Yang Jian's curiosity even more, and the green tendons on his arm were exposed, and the crack in the door was widened.
Several rays of light shone into the hall in unison, illuminating everyone as if they were dressed in a piece of xiaxia clothes, and everyone walked into the door in the light.
The misty sky and white snowflakes fall in a variety of shapes.
"The shadows of the passing years are empty in pairs, and the carved railings are made of jade to shine in the moon", the ethereal voice echoed in mid-air.
"Ladies and gentlemen, why don't you hold hands with me like a dream, turn into ice cubes, and sleep for ten thousand years?" The sound stopped in an instant, and the snowflakes in the sky fell, as if they were real.
Yang Jian only felt the snowflakes in front of him, turning into Celia, Ophelia, Norton, and all his friends, and the prosperity of that life flashed in his mind like a movie.
"Backtracking... At this time, a space-time crack was torn in mid-air, revealing a large lion's head, with endless majesty in his eyes.
"Dust to dust, dust to dust, outsider, send you back to your original time and space", a fine light shot out of the lion's head eye, enveloping Yang Jian's whole body and absorbing him into the crack.
The lion's head let out a long breath when he had done this.
"The Arad branch has been messed up by this guy, and it looks like it can only be reversed."