"You will eventually reach the end of time."
Fang Xiaoling kept repeating this sentence in her mind.
Stop thinking nonsense...
Fang Xiaoling comforted herself in her heart that we will not reach the end of time.
No one can completely replace my life.
At the same time, she imagined herself standing outside the glass window of the coffee shop, looking at the laughing people inside, sitting around the table - the other Fang Xiaoling who had replaced her, raised the corners of her mouth at her, and looked at her insidiously. Holding her.
Fang Xiaoling covered her head and huddled in the sea of flowers.
The aroma made her feel a little calm, and she took a deep breath. Sleepiness and exhaustion instantly enveloped her body and mind.
The strong feeling of sleepiness forced her to yawn, and a butterfly landed on her eyebrows, dancing its wings. The flickering light was like a pocket watch swinging back and forth, making her fall into a dream.
People shuffled, their faces devoid of any hope.
Fang Xiaoling found herself wandering in the [Spirit Prison]. As she walked, she saw a figure from behind - an old woman with gray hair squatting in a dark corner.
She turned back and looked at Fang Xiaoling with eyes sunken in her sockets.
The old woman with a wrinkled face opened her chapped lips slightly and said hoarsely: "Good sister, you have made us suffer so much..."
"Ah!!" Fang Xiaoling was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground. She looked around and suddenly found that on both sides of the old woman, there were equally haggard and old women squatting.
Even though they looked decades older, Fang Xiaoling could still recognize them instantly.
Li Mengling had few white hairs left, and the black spots on her face were squeezed by wrinkles. "It's all your fault, Sister Xiaoling, the whole team was arrested..."
"You can squat for hundreds of years..." The old women scolded her one after another.
"Why don't you take the exam at Tower School? You said you were from the Rainbow Queen."
"We trusted you so much, but you stayed awake and caused our entire army to be annihilated."
The old women stood up one by one and gathered around her with resentment on their faces.
"No..." Fang Xiaoling staggered back, "Sisters, listen to my explanation... Aunt Xiaoyu, I didn't mean not to take the exam, it was really because I encountered some situations!"
"Who wants to hear your explanation?"
"What qualifications do you have to explain?" Old Roland was the first to grab her neck and shouted at her, "We have bet our fate on you alone! Are you worthy of us?!"
All the old women rushed towards her, pulling at her arms and hair.
"No!!" Fang Xiaoling cried and woke up. She sat up and stared blankly at the boundless sea of flowers, not thankful that this was just a dream.
Instead, he almost collapsed and muttered: "The time for the exam has already passed.
It’s over…
Now it's all over. "
She got up, and the tears on her face were instantly stained by the sun.
"It's meaningless..." She murmured desperately, "Even if we find the Demon King.
Even if he defeats Little Roland and finds out everything that happened in the Starlight Realm.
It makes no sense at all...
I'm not really a rainbow queen. "
She looked into the distance of the sea of flowers and vaguely saw a thatched house.
"Ah - this is the end of my timeline." For a moment, she felt relieved, and her pace suddenly accelerated a lot.
Although the thatched house is simple, it is very clean.
There was only a single bed inside, with pure white quilts and pillows, and mottled light and shadow falling on it.
This couldn't be better.
Fang Xiaoling said in her heart, there is no color...
She lay on it and felt an unprecedented relief.
There is no pressure or responsibility.
Everyone thinks that I like colorful things, so they designed my room in the cafe to look like that.
Even I bought a white shirt with a rainbow pattern at the mall.
But...who knows the weight of a rainbow.
She took a deep breath, and the burdens on her body seemed to turn into rusty iron pieces, falling to the ground with a clatter, and then being swallowed by the earth.
She closed her eyes with peace of mind, and the old women who glared at her with resentment appeared in her mind again - will the friendship and dedication that she once had, completely turn into hatred because of a moment of negligence?
"I really...have tried my best." Tears welled up in the corners of Fang Xiaoling's eyes, "Why should you blame me? I'm really...so tired..."
Jingle Bell……
A breeze blew by, and the sound of wind chimes clanging came from the door.
Fang Xiaoling opened her eyes tiredly, and suddenly felt the world spinning.
Hanging on the door were daggers stained with blood.
That's Roland's short sword.
Snap!
A short knife fell to the ground, as if it fell into Fang Xiaoling's heart - as if Roland's ghost was complaining about her, urging her to get the retribution she deserved as soon as possible.
Fang Xiaoling turned over and faced the wall, closing her eyes tightly, as if she wanted to escape from what was happening.
Snap!
Another handful fell to the ground.
Fang Xiaoling was shocked and trembled involuntarily.
She was tormented by fear and guilt, as well as by the images of old women in her mind.
Snap!
Fang Xiaoling sat up suddenly and had to look at the short knife on the ground at the door.
There were two or three short knives hanging on the doorframe by spider-like threads, swaying in the wind, as if they would fall at any moment.
A silk thread was disconnected, and Fang Xiaoling's pupils shrank suddenly. It could be seen that the short knife on which her eyes were focused did not fall, but was floating like a fallen leaf. When it was close to the ground, it was suddenly blown up by the wind, and gradually moved steadily. It fell on Fang Xiaoling's legs.
This feeling is like being given to Bai Ling.
Even if there is a moment of hesitation, death is the inevitable outcome.
Fang Xiaoling thought of the smiles on the faces of the team members. Everyone gradually became older, their eyes began to resent, and the corners of their mouths slowly sank.
She trembled her arms and slowly held the short knife.
"It's time to rest……"
The blade slowly came close to the skin on her neck. Fang Xiaoling closed her eyes, but suddenly she heard a mature but gentle voice coming from all directions at the same time, like an oracle from heaven, washing her soul.
"Good sister, I'm Roland."
"Sister?" Fang Xiaoling looked around in shock, "Where are you?"
"Mengling and Wang Chenyu created the [Soul Communicator] as quickly as possible." Roland's steady voice continued to sound around, "It is only in the initial stage, and it can only allow you to hear the voices from us.
It's still being tested, so I don't know if you can hear it. "
"I can hear it! I can hear it!" Fang Xiaoling put down the dagger in her hand, raised her head and shouted, "How are you doing? Is everyone okay? The exam at Tower School..."
At this point, she suddenly came to her senses. Her sister had just said that the communicator was only in its early stages and could only allow her to hear her sister's voice, but not what she said.
