Black Cocoon sat on the Moon, waving the restraint belt at Qiao in a teasing and calm manner.
It was as if bidding him a final farewell.
Two seconds.
The Train Demon crashed into the time-space tunnel. Under the influence of the moonlight power, Qiao's body remained motionless, but he could feel that revival was close at hand.
So he lifted his eyes and found that the scenery outside the window had completely changed. It was a world of chaos, a place of disordered flowing space.
Qiao was slightly stunned.
His dim pupils were illuminated by the chaotic time-space currents. He saw the Eiffel Tower, the Pearl Building, the glaciers of the Arctic, the vast endless blue sea—symbols of the world all piled together in this moment, breathtakingly beautiful.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from inside carriage number 7. Qiao, with the corner of his eye, glanced and saw a girl in a school uniform with a high ponytail walking over.
