The man outside the bar finally came in, looking at the drunken drinkers around him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if smiling.

Lao Zhao staggered into the bartending room, and the old drunkard who still had a trace of consciousness at the end of the bar finally fell drunk on the wine table.

The man, looking at Bai Xiaomei, was expressionless, but he was amazed in his heart, what a crystal clear girl, it is really rare! There is still such a pure and flawless heart in this turbid world.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Bai Xiaomei's flushed little face, very satisfied.

The man suddenly felt that he had to do something, looked at Bai Xiaomei's bright and fair forehead, and flicked his fingers.

At this moment, the man seemed to be one with the whole world, perceiving all the vitality around him, and the world no longer seemed to have any secrets for him.

He was both the smell of alcohol in the house, the drizzle of smashing outside the bar, the light bulbs that were no longer bright and dim, and the stars hidden by the clouds and rain.

How long is a moment, how long is a moment, that strange man, the wind is light, at this time he can't suppress the joy in his heart, and smiles slightly, if someone sees it, he will no longer praise what is alluring the country and the city, the real charming charm, indescribable.

The man's eyebrows and eyes had a hint of color, like a sailboat in the fog, finding the direction of sailing, the way back in the wind and rain, the channel to the other side, the way that belonged to him.

It's just a momentary smile, and no one knows.

Everything seemed to be nothing abnormal, there was no change in the slightest, and no one noticed it, but for the man, everything was completely different, and this world was no longer the same world.

Lao Zhao handed the wine to the front and back of the man, and then fell asleep on the wine table next to him.

The man, looking at the blue Heart of the Styx, who never made superfluous movements, took a rare sniff of the wine and drank it all.

The aftertaste was endless, perhaps because he was in such a good mood today, that this glass of wine seemed to be more delicious than what he had drunk before, which surprised him slightly.

He looked down at Lao Zhao, who was already drunk, a little curious, but not too concerned.

Finally, he looked at Yun Xiaotian, who was drunk next to Haishan.

……

……

Yesterday's drizzle, it's still raining today.

The stars in the early morning were shrouded in a foggy rain curtain, and it was raining more now than last night.

No one likes such rainy weather, and the people of Xingdu especially hate this kind of weather.

The dog curled up in his kennel, burying his head in the warm, soft, shiny black hair of his abdomen.

Today it was going to hide in its kennel all day, and the cold, damp air told it that a warm kennel was where it should be today.

It's just that this kennel is not warm enough, and it would be better if there was a beautiful and elegant with white hair to warm the kennel for it.

Lin Hu was in a bad mood, helplessly looking at the raindrops falling from the sky, the rain means that the progress of the construction site will be very slow, he hopes to arrange everything as much as possible before the start of school, it seems that it can only be a luxury.

Yun Xiaotian, who woke up from the bed, covered his head with severe pain, walked to the window, looked into the distance, and recalled all the things last night.

He seemed to have forgotten something, didn't know if it had happened, and seemed to have a dream.

A strange dream, is it because of drinking the Heart of Styx?

Yun Xiaotian was puzzled, but that dream was so real, and the real one was not like a dream.

Also, how the hell did he come back, and if it was a dream, then how did he come back?

In his dream, there was a strange man, he couldn't remember what the man really looked like, but it seemed to give him a strange intimacy, as if he were someone extremely close.

For Yun Xiaotian, this is the strangest point, why does he feel like this to a strange man.

In the dream, the man seemed to have been asking him some questions, and he answered them seriously, without any thought or resistance.

Whether it was the man's question or his own answer, he had no memory, and all that remained in his mind were some broken and staccato animation-like fragments, which really made him suspect that it was a dream.

Of all the fragments in his mind, what surprised and worried Yun Xiaotian the most was that the man seemed to recognize the pendant left for him by his mother around his neck.

The man seemed to want to snatch it, but although he didn't do so, he didn't react to it as if he had no idea.

Holding the pendant on his chest, Yun Xiaotian was a little uneasy, and he was worried in his heart, hoping that it was just a nightmare.

No matter who he is, he doesn't want all his secrets to be known, and if some things are not safe in his heart, where in this world can he talk about safety and secrets.

He hoped it was just a dream, he didn't know what he was saying in the fragment in his head, even if it was a dream, he didn't want anyone to know, he wanted to be sure it was just a dream.

Yun Xiaotian opened his virtual terminal and called Haishan, hoping to get evidence from him that it was just a dream.

Haishan did not answer.

Maybe you're still sleeping!

Yun Xiaotian thought.

Yun Xiaotian had no choice but to go to the Heart of the Styx bar to find Lao Zhao, the Hades King Zhao Wude.

In Yun Xiaotian's opinion, Lao Zhao is much more reliable than Haishan in any case.

"Everyone was drunk yesterday, and then you and Haishan didn't go back together? and Bai Xiaomei. ”

When Yun Xiaotian came to the bar, the Hades King Lao Zhao covered his ears and was being reprimanded by Zhao Yubing frantically.

Zhao Yubing saw Yun Xiaotian coming in, so he "snorted" and walked away, obviously angry.

Lao Zhao was too nonsense last night, early this morning, Zhao Yubing came to the bar, and saw a drunk man, a messy bar, scattered wine bottles, Lao Zhao was also lying on the ground, snoring.

She checked the accounts of the bar and found that she didn't earn a single Bronze Star coin last night, so she was naturally going crazy, and Lao Zhao, who had done something wrong, still had the courage to speak out, so she had to cover her ears and wait for the storm to pass.

If Zhao Yubing found out that Lao Zhao didn't know where to help her find a teenage aunt, it would be hard to imagine how Zhao Yubing would react at this time.

"What strange man? A man in an off-white trench coat, no? ”

Lao Zhao shook his head, he only remembered that after he and Bai Xiaomei were confused, it didn't take long for him to get drunk and groggy, as if he saw Yun Xiaotian and Haishan Bai Xiaomei leaving together, as for the strange man dressed in gray and white, he had no impression at all.

Lao Zhao was very sure that there could be no one who could escape his eyes, at least in the stars.

"Xiaotian, have you drunk too much?"

Lao Zhao wrinkled his forehead, patted Yun Xiaotian's head, and said with a smile: "Tell you not to drink too much Heart of Styx, that thing is not good to drink too much, and it is easy to have strange fantasies and dreams." You're just drunk, don't think too much. ”

Coming out of the Heart of Styx bar, Yun Xiaotian was relieved.

Since even the Hades King Lao Zhao said that it was just a dream, and the man in the strange gray and white trench coat was just a fantasy in his dream, it is estimated that this is really just a dream.

It's just that he himself is too sensitive, and he cares too much about the pendant on his chest, and he knows too little.

Haishan finally woke up and asked from the virtual terminal, "Brother Tian, is there something wrong?" ”

"It's okay."

"I just wanted to ask you, do you remember that there was a strange man in an off-white trench coat in the bar last night."

"A weird man in a gray trench coat?"

Haishan struggled to recall.

"Is there one? I don't remember. I seem to have been drunk last night, and I can't remember a lot of things. ”

"Did you come back with me last night?"

"yes. Why? ”

"Nothing, I don't remember."

"It's okay."

"Then I'll hang up, remember to come and play with me when you have time!"

"Hmm!"

Holding an umbrella and walking in the wet streets, Yun Xiaotian laughed at himself for being too sensitive, but he was drunk last night and had a strange dream, and he was so serious.

Soon, Yun Xiaotian walked out of this matter and stopped pestering.

For Yun Xiaotian, this is just an insignificant episode.

The most important thing for him now is to prepare for the federal star capital joint unified examination and the entrance tests of various schools in the star capital, and there is not much time left for him.

The written test was never a problem for him, and he never worried about it.

But his actual combat and original ability cultivation level was too ordinary, and in the Star Capital of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it was too far to enter those truly top-notch academies.

This is also the most important reason why he joined the Wildfire Mercenary Group before, he needs to learn and hone his actual combat ability.

The rain was not heavy, so the sound of the rain hitting the umbrella was not too loud, but the sound was non-stop.

The usually noisy streets, a rare cold silence.

Maybe there are many people who don't like this kind of weather, but Yun Xiaotian does, likes this kind of quiet rainy day.

Yun Xiaotian hesitated at this time, not knowing whether to go to the Xixia Dream or not, that Xixia Dream didn't seem to be very reliable, but the twenty-four styles of swordsmanship he taught him were indeed extraordinary, and it helped him a lot.

The most important thing is that Yun Xiaotian doesn't seem to have a better choice, he seems to have to choose to give it a try, hoping that this Xixia dream has some real skills, not a parallel import.

Recalling the appearance of the Western Xia Dream when he sold him, Yun Xiaotian only felt that it seemed that he had to resign himself to fate.

Yun Xiaotian, who returned to the White Tiger Trading Co., Ltd., had long forgotten the dream he had last night, what a strange man in a gray and white trench coat was just a dream.

The entire star capital, maybe the entire Hailian Star, maybe the whole starry sky, only the dog master still remembers the throbbing last night, a familiar and dangerous fluctuation.

It was a fluctuation that shouldn't be here, the starry sky was too remote, too secretive.

The dog master hid in his kennel and shivered, not even daring to breathe too hard, for fear of causing trouble.

For the dog master, his dog's life is the most important.

Only dogs that are afraid of death can live long.

Dogs who are not afraid of death have long since forgotten where to throw their dog lives, and maybe it will become a dog meat hot pot.

The dog master has to be instigated for a long time, well, seriously, to be an ordinary dog.

Barking.