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Andrew also has a Tang Dao, the shape is the same as the one in Shenghua's hand, so that Shengkai has an illusion, as if he is staring at another self through this dream.

However, this is just a dream.

The name Andrew has been appearing frequently since the first dream, and it was not until now that Shenghua finally estimated the meaning of the name from various signs.

In Swan Lake Manor, Andrew was Yan Sichao; in the castle, Andrew became the face of Nie Zheng again, and at this moment, Andrew became himself.

So, there is only one possibility.

Whoever is the owner of the dream is Andrew.

Just like breaking free from the cage that binds self-awareness, it is not easy to exhaust all your strength.

Recognizing who you are is not easy.

In an instant, the light of the knife has arrived.

Sheng Kai had just fought with the unicorn, and his body was covered in wounds of all sizes, so his movements were a few beats slower at this time.

The blade brushed past his face, Sheng Kai frowned, stepped back a few steps, and turned around to grab Andrew's wrist.

But before the touch came, it was as if he had touched a wisp of smoke. Andrew's figure was quickly scattered by his strength, and quickly gathered again after a while.

Like the phantoms before, Blooming couldn't touch "Andrew" in the dream, but Andrew was not restrained.

The blow missed, but Andrew still had the time to turn around and smile:

"No one told you that you can't kill Phantom?"

He flew forward and waved several beams of saber light one after another, forcing Shengkai to retreat steadily. In the fleeting light, Shengkai could only dodge Andrew's ultimate move in a disorderly manner.

When Wen Renxiao killed the girl ghosts before, he injected part of the energy from the identity card bound in the Lost Paradise into the weapon to touch these phantoms.

But in the castle, this thing has already failed.

After Shengkai turned around and leaned back, narrowly dodging a shadow of Andrew's knife, he couldn't help but think:

"Why am I still in such a mess in my dream?"

In the situation where Shenghua was completely passive, Andrew's offensive became more and more fierce, and several times the sound of the wind passed by Shenghua's ears.

After a few back and forth, Shengkai felt that his physical strength was obviously declining, and Andrew seemed to be tireless, holding Tang Dao horizontally in front of him with his backhand, and came on the wind again.

There was no way for Shengkai to retreat, he was cut on his shoulder by the knife, and the tingling pain forced him to raise his hand and put the tip of the knife against the handle of the opponent's knife, and even forced Andrew back a few steps dangerously.

He can't touch Andrew, but he can touch his weapon!

Sheng Kai's eyes froze, and when Andrew turned around, he flew forward and kicked the Tang Dao a few meters away.

The moment Tang Dao was released from his hand, Andrew was also violently repelled by a force, and fell to the side with a "plop".

As if confirming Shengkai's conjecture, the moment Tang Dao let go, Andrew's expression changed suddenly, and he turned over and ran towards Tang Dao regardless of his own embarrassment.

Naturally, Shengkai couldn't do what he wanted, even with injuries on his body, he quickly moved towards Tang Dao on the ground.

At this moment, Shengkai heard a faint movement not far from the grass behind him.

His movements paused.

Andrew took advantage of this moment to fly to Tang Dao's side first.

His face is exactly the same as his own, Sheng Xin thought, but there is still a clear difference between the fake one and the real one.

If it wasn't for the knife, Andrew would be just an illusory self created by his consciousness.

Shenghua turned his head slightly and looked towards the grass, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Andrew coming again with a knife.

At this moment, time seems to condense into the twilight in the air, blending with the sun pouring down from above, wrapping the bloom in it.

The sound of the wind had arrived, and Shengkai even felt that the cold tip of the knife was about to pierce his pupils in the next moment.

However, in the end, the tip of the knife couldn't get any closer.

A roughly crafted arrow sank into Andrew's body silently.

Two weak coughs came out from the grass, and after a while, Aaron walked out slowly while holding onto the tree trunk.

The bowstring in his hand was still buzzing and refused to be quiet, as if he was claiming credit for his accuracy like a real person.

Blooming turned around, Aaron's face had begun to blur, as if he saw the knight lord outside the hut.

It is said that the other people that people meet in dreams are more or less impressive people they have seen in real life.

Otherwise, the brain will only send out the most basic imaging instructions, and the real details will be blurred.

Dreams and deeds are all in the past.

At the moment when Bloom turned into fragments of light, he remembered the young man walking towards him from the spaceship—he clearly remembered all the appearances of that person.

Including that person's pair of tender blue eyes.

Everything around me was finally turned into powder in the ups and downs of light, and everything was silent, just like the original appearance of the dream.

Immediately afterwards, Shengkai felt someone calling his name through a layer of mist. The voice was like a mosquito at first, and then it became louder and louder, rushing towards his face with the darkness in front of him.

Shengkai trembled like a convulsion, and before he could make a sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His ears were buzzing, and his eyes returned to darkness, but he let out a sigh of relief.

He is back.

Or rather, he struggled to wake up from his dream.

In the next second, he was wrapped in a familiar warmth.

The man's arms were tightly wrapped around Blooming Bloom, still trembling slightly.

Shengkai pursed his lips and smiled, and called softly:

"Brother Xiao."

Wen Renxiao quickly let go of him, and then said flatly:

"you're awake?"

There was a tightness in the man's voice, as if all the emotions in his chest were suppressed and kept under his chest, but they slipped through the net and overflowed from his throat restlessly.

It was quiet all around, no one else was moving.

Shengkai lowered his head and thought for a while, then slowly raised his head, relying on his senses, he let his gaze, which had nowhere to rest, fall on Wen Renxiao's direction.

他 说:

"Brother Xiao, have you asked my name before?

Remember how I answered you? "

Wen Renxiao's breathing stagnates.

Not long ago, the maid who was hiding on the second floor was stopped and killed by Wen Renxiao who arrived even after she raised her axe.

And at that time, it took only a few tens of seconds for Blooming to regain consciousness.

In this tens of seconds, from closing eyes to opening eyes, did Shengkai recover his memory?

Wen Renxiao wasn't sure whether Shengkai really remembered it or was cheating him, but he couldn't recognize Shengkai yet.

At least, not here.

But Shengkai wasn't the type of person who would give up if he didn't get a response. He didn't wait for Wen Renxiao to answer, so he repeated his answer at that time.

The scene of the forest of thorns, since it can be used as a logical basis to appear in the secret room of the dream, may have the same significance for blooming as the significance of women's clothing for Yan Sichao.

So strictly speaking, it is not a good memory.

But at the right time and place, relying on his pocket watch, the first memory he picked up was this first meeting with Wen Renxiao.

On the primitive planet where mutated creatures were overgrown, there were burnt wreckage of aircraft and ships, and many rotting corpses of creatures.

The oxygen in the world there is thin, and you can see thousands of miles of stars in the universe when you look up. All things are desperately growing in order to compete for resources, so they are huge.

Blooming seems to be an ant that strayed into it.

It was another day full of gunpowder and smoke, a huge Shengyu bird was startled by the roar, and saw the bloom hidden behind the mutated plantain at a glance, screaming "Yo Yo", and flew towards the bloom.

Maybe it was passing by, or maybe it was other reasons, Wen Renxiao and his son landed on this planet and found him as a human being.

Wen Renxiao is still a teenager, but the stability and gentleness in his bones have begun to show.

He watched vigilantly behind his father for a while before he came out and asked his name.

Sheng Yuniao was chased away, but at that time, Shengkai didn't show any obvious gratitude.

He just kept silent for a long time more vigilantly than Wen Renxiao before uttering four words coldly:

"none of your business."

Thinking of this scene, Shengkai couldn't help but smile slightly.

However, this is not the world in blooming memories.

This era may be very far away from the era in the memory of Shengkai's mind, so far away that it may be enough for the birth and destruction of countless civilizations.

It sounds even more implausible.

But Blooming's subconscious has already made a decision for him.

It's just that this memory is only a link among thousands, not enough for Shengkai to spell out the whole picture of the truth.

But at any rate, somewhere in Sheng Sheng's heart that had been vacant all the time, finally felt solid through this fragment.

Wen Renxiao was still silent.

Shengkai couldn't see it, and didn't receive any response. For a moment, she thought that Wen Renxiao was pulled into her dream like him.

He groped to stand up, but suddenly he was supported by two hands again.

Wen Renxiao opened his mouth and said:

"I……"

"Boss!"

Yan Sichao's voice suddenly came from the empty room, interrupting Wen Renxiao's words, "I took a look at the list of deserters just now, and suddenly felt something strange, but I couldn't find anything strange at the moment."

He walked out while talking, saw the blooming at a glance, and said quite happily:

"Yo!

you wake up..."

But the atmosphere between the two was stagnant, and Yan Sichao was also very good at observing words and expressions, and swallowed the last sound directly.

I saw that Ren Xiao stretched out his hand:

"let me see."

The thin kraft paper was handed to Wen Renxiao's hand, the appearance was not much different from before.

Wen Renxiao narrowed his eyes, glanced up and down, and said:

"The font has changed."

"What font?"

Wen Renxiao moved his hand to one place and explained:

"The fonts of seven names have been changed. The thickness and size have not changed, but some small places have been adjusted. It is difficult to distinguish without looking carefully."

Yan Si looked down, and sure enough, he saw that the strokes of seven of the names had become rounder, and the corners of the letters had an extra corner.

"Donald, Lake, Aaron, Edgar, Emily, Zoe, Andrew...

Um? "

Yan Sichao gave a sudden pause, "Andrew?"

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