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"I don't think anyone will be so idle."

Xia Ming nodded in agreement.

He thinks he still has a bit of a say in what the gods are doing every day.

Although they are all boring things that don't match their status, at least they are not boring enough to stare at the door every day.

The door **** or the guy who is obsessed with the door counts separately.

Of course, the lunatic gods who God knows what's in their heads have to be counted separately.

Yes, Xia Ming was referring to the guy I met this time.

"However, I say so, but if there is a premeditated, then of course I will stare enthusiastically, right?"

Lixiang was speechless for a while.

Whether this incident was accidental or premeditated, the problem has returned to this original point.

But now there is no need to argue. In any case, they have to break into this so-called fantasy dream.

"I'll pull the door out later, you can just pry it open."

Xia Mingchao said to Scarha.

Skaha nodded: "Then the way back? Or will the door stay open?"

Xia Ming shook his head.

"I don't know this, but I don't think such a good thing will happen, so I will fix the door after I go in."

Skaha raised his eyebrows, a little surprised and a little unhappy.

"Are you doing a lot of things?"

Xia Ming was taken aback for a moment, then turned his face slightly to press the corner of his mouth.

"If there are only two people, I don't mind going out in a mess, but at least there must be two people guarding Lixiang, what do you think?"

Skaha was silent for a moment, and red light particles emerged behind her, condensed into her favorite scarlet spear.

Nodded silently.

Xia Ming shrugged and swallowed the untimely words back into his stomach.

Now is not the time to hurt others.

The mirror-clear red eyes flickered slightly, and strands of light condensed into silk, which surrounded the four people's body and leaped dexterously.

Xia Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward, and the tangible and innocent light filaments gathered in his hand lightly, tightened and tightly wound his slender palm.

The other end of the silk thread pierced into the void, and ripples appeared around it, as if to pull something out of the water.

The three people on the side looked curiously at the light that was still connected to them, and the emptiness that gradually appeared in front of Xia Ming.

As the movement became more and more obvious, the three of Lixiang felt that something was being stripped from their bodies.

At the same time, Xia Ming's voice also sounded.

"Don't resist, or I will vomit blood and die."

"???"

Lixiang almost couldn't lift it up in one breath. She was so dull that she waved her small fist at Xia Ming with a calm face, and had to give it up temporarily.

I really don’t know whether to say that he is self-confident or good-hearted, obviously he doesn’t seem to be such a naive person at all...

Skaha turned the spear in his hand a little restlessly, and finally suppressed the urge in his heart.

"The annoying kid, he really picks the time..."

Ignoring the whisper behind him, Xia Ming put all his mind on the sliding door.

The rhythm of the string.

It doesn't take a long time to say it, but as he left the original world and the weirdness on his body increased every minute, he was about to ignore this ability.

However, as he said before, he is not interested in these powers and such things if it is not useful to think of it.

One day, one change every second, he didn't take these things to heart--this kind of thing like breathing is really boring.

"The first record... permission acquisition... failed..."

The calm expression gradually became cold, and the delicate puppet-like face was stained with an inhuman taste.

"Privilege stealing...failed..."

The silver doll looked ruthless, and its immature voice floated in the air like an echo.

"Sequence change...continued to the second record..."

"Crystal Center...link..."

"Permission request...through..."

"Access to permissions... Partial access..."

With a voice without emotion, the expression on Xia Ming's face eased.

He lifted his head slightly, his gaze set on the blue moon sea far away as if penetrating the earth.

"Although it's only one-third, it's enough."

The right hand tied tightly by the light silk tugged, the ripples in the space boiled, and a door with a strange imprint appeared in front of a few people.

Xia Ming turned around and gestured to Skaha.

"Should I not teach you how to do it?"

Skaha shook his head.

"I'm not blind to this level yet."

The scarlet spear was rolled up with a blood-colored magic mist, and the tide poured on the tip of the gun, a bit of extreme white glowing with a red circle, inlaid on the tip of the gun.

Habitually played a spear, the long spear round dance flipped, and the tip of the spear pointed at the strange mark on the door.

Ding--