Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Chapter 174: Good Friends Calling Each Other

This made Wing doubt its own judgment for the first time. Was it really wrong this time?

Most of the previous challengers failed in the first few levels, and even except for Qi Jiang, there has never been a second person who entered the fourth level.

But Qi Jiang actually held a sword and forced Yi Bian to recognize him, which made Yi Bian find it funny, so he rejected Qi Jiang.

Just when Qi Jiang was angry and wanted to vent his anger on his wings, Wu Xiao stopped Qi Jiang and said: Don't underestimate it, with four wings you are no match for him.

Qi Jiang also turned around and asked Wu Xiao: Master, please help me, after I beat it until it is convinced, it will recognize me.

Wu Xiao stroked his beard and smiled, "Haha, it's no use beating it up. There's nothing I can do if it doesn't acknowledge me."

After hearing this, Chibang felt that Wuxiao was quite sensible.

Who would have known that after Wu Xiao left, he actually changed the rules here, driving everyone who entered the snow mountain crazy. For Wingchi, such revenge would be worse than really beating it up.

Weiwei also didn't quite understand Wing, but she felt that Wing had its own difficulties. After all, it had finally waited for someone who had the hope of saving it, so Wing had to follow the rules and let Zengjun climb up step by step.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with this, just like playing a joke on someone before you die.

"By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is yet. Do you have a name?" Weiwei looked at him and asked. After all, she couldn't always call him Wings Wings.

He rolled his eyes, then looked a little disappointed. "Name? I haven't thought about it. Friends here always call people by their appearance."

After saying that, he smiled and shouted "Elf" to the sea in front of him.

The sound vibrated in the air, and the next second Ping Yi appeared in front of him.

"What's wrong? Broken wings, why are you calling me?" Ping Yi was flying in front of him, and behind Ping Yi was the setting sun.

The setting sun shines through Pingyi's six crystal wings, refracting the light and spreading it all around.

He turned to look at Weiwei, "See, the basic title is enough, there is no need for a name, it is meaningless."

"No~meaning?" Weiwei felt strange. Logically, everyone should have their own name, so that they can better know when others are calling them.

"Yeah~" Then he grabbed a handful of sand from his feet and gathered it in front of him.

Weiwei looked at him in silence.

He slowly opened his hands, and before he opened them, a lot of sand had already fallen down and dripped on his legs, and then some of it fell from his legs and landed back at his feet.

"Are you sad again?" Ping Yi also flew in front of him and asked, but her hands were crossed on her chest, and she looked at him as if saying, "Don't be angry, or I will be angry if you are angry again."

"How about I give you a name, how about Kaguya?" Weiwei asked softly, standing behind him.

"Hui~Ye?" He was stunned for a moment, then slowly repeated the name, "Hui~Ye, Hui, Ye"

"I think it's a good name. I'm almost tired of saying the word broken wings. I will call you Kaguya from now on." Ping Yi nodded.

Pingyi then summoned a portal behind her and was about to turn around and leave. Before leaving, she did not forget to remind Kaguya, "Also, don't call me if there is nothing wrong, broken wings." Pingyi smiled when she said broken wings.

"Wait," Weiwei hesitated.

Pingyi turned around, "Hmm? Is there anything else, Weiwei~" Pingyi said Weiwei's name affectionately, and at this moment they seemed to have become good friends.

"Brother he~" Weiwei was interrupted by Pingyi before she could finish her words.

"He's fine, I'm taking care of him," Pingyi said frankly. After all, Pingyi was the invigilator of Zeng Junde, so it was appropriate for her to say this.

"Brother~is mine" Weiwei said what she was thinking, regardless of whether Pingyi had any bad intentions.

"I know. Bye then~"

The voice disappeared as Pingyi left, leaving only Kaguya and Weiwei there.

"Is he really as good as you think? Pingyi doesn't mean to compete with you for the position." Kaguya looked back at Weiwei, not understanding why Weiwei cared so much about this man called Zengjun. "Just because he is your brother?"

"Isn't that enough?" Weiwei asked Kaguya in return.

Kaguya grabbed a handful of sand again and repeated the previous action, placing the sand in front of her and slowly opening her palm.

Weiwei saw all of this, and gradually her eyes became a little surprised, because all the sand that escaped from Kaguya's hands disappeared in mid-air.

"Do you want to tell me something?" Weiwei relaxed her expression. "This is his space, nothing should be strange."

"Look at these disappearing gravels, they are all fake, everything here is fake, only we are real," Kaguya said generously, and then her tone gradually became less confident.

"..." Vivi stepped back with her right foot, bent down, and grabbed a handful of sand with her snow-white right hand and placed it flat in Kaguya's field of vision.

Kaguya looked at the sand in Vivi's hand, but Vivi did nothing but held the sand in her hand.

Kaguya was puzzled. He didn't understand what the meaning of this was, just like why he, Kaguya, was imprisoned in this snowy mountain.

"You see, whether I open my hands or not, there will be sand falling off my hands, but in the end, there will always be sand remaining in my hands," Vivi explained, looking at Kaguya's face.

"So what? What does this mean?"

"Yes, as you said, they are all fake, but didn't they all really appear in your fantasy? I can even feel the residual heat in the sand," said Weiwei, and put the sand back on the beach.

I patted the remaining sand in my hands, as if I don’t need to care so much about it. Just like every person you meet will leave something for you, you don’t need to care about it. If you can’t hold the sand, it’s better to throw it away. It is enough to grasp what you can grasp.

Kaguya looked at the grains of sand returning to where they seemed to have originally belonged, "Is that so?" Kaguya asked herself.

At the same time, Kaguya was also thinking about what Weiwei meant, 'As I said, they are all fake, but they can also be real? They can also be real? What does this mean, true or false?'

Kaguya blinked, "Real or fake, does it make sense? What she meant was not to care about what was real or fake? But how could she not care? This is simply ridiculous. Knowing clearly that she is living in a virtual world, how could she not care about being deceived? "

"I'm sorry, I still can't stop caring about whether it's true or not. I just feel in my heart that I shouldn't be here. I belong to a bigger world and to help greater people."