I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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The Firefly's Noble Phantasm... could it be referring to the Star Core Essence?

Then, Qiong and Liuying began a new phase of dating, and only parted ways after they were tired of playing together.

Before we parted, we agreed to continue being together in my dreams tomorrow.

"Next, it's time to meet up with Hagi Star."

Qiong put away her phone. The group chat for the loving family was quite lively, filled with photos of their trips shared by young people.

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Volume 1: Chapter 571 Are Your Wives the Same Person?

"Qiongzai, what I'm about to tell you, you must not be envious of."

The Star Demon is a real entity, and it's quite serious.

"Heh, a mere Hagi Star, you're still 20,000 years away from breaking my defenses..."

Qiong chuckled lightly and waved his hand casually, but then suddenly remembered something and his expression froze.

He appeared in front of Xing in an instant, grabbing her breasts and forcing her golden eyes to meet his gaze.

"You didn't open some super deluxe treasure chest, did you?"

Within Qiong's eyes, molten lava seemed to surge.

This was the only thing he couldn't tolerate.

"Oh, that's not true."

Xing blinked, looking completely innocent.

"That's all."

Qiong's imposing aura vanished instantly, his expression returned to calm, and he casually released the planet, even considerately rubbing it for her.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Hehe~ I met an incredibly cute girl!"

Xing stood with her hands on her hips, chin held high, her disdainful gaze seemingly asking Qiong a silent question.

Envy?

Jealous?

Do you hate it?

"hehe."

Did you really think I'd tell you that the incredibly cute Qi Bao you met was actually me?

Qiong crossed her arms, chuckled, and shook her head.

"Actually, I also met an incredibly pure and cute girl."

"Oh~"

Xing's tone suddenly rose and became longer.

Thump! Thump thump thump! Thump thump!

A powerful and oppressive background music started playing from nowhere, and Xing's art style changed abruptly. Her shoulders became wider and thicker as if inflated, and her originally soft facial features were replaced by hard straight lines.

The entire persona has been transformed into a JOJO style.

"So, you're challenging the absolute authority of the Galactic Queen?"

"Let me tell you the truth."

Xing's body leaned slightly to the side, half of her face shrouded in shadow, her cold and beautiful face appearing sharp and intimidating under the interplay of light and shadow.

"That beautiful girl fell in love with me at first sight."

"What a coincidence."

Qiong was not to be outdone. He crossed his hands in front of his nose, and a beam of light shone perfectly from the side, making his features appear sharp, deep, and three-dimensional.

"The beautiful girl I met also fell in love with me at first sight!"

"Hum~"

Xing casually put one hand in his pocket, slightly turned his head, and glanced at Qiong behind him with an extremely imposing look, his body leaning back at an exaggerated and provocative angle:

"We shared a romantic moment in the trash can, and in the embrace of this garbage paradise, we had our sacred first date!"

Can you even call that a date?

That's probably volunteering at a landfill!

Miss Haitu, who was sitting on the sofa engrossed in watching something, almost spat out the Suleda she had just drunk. Her lips twitched, and she couldn't help but mentally complain.

Miss Haitu simply couldn't imagine that Sora would take her on a date to a place filled with trash cans...

Wait, why is it "Sky"?

"What a coincidence, we were screaming on the roller coaster at the amusement park and speeding through the city's neon-lit night sky."

Qiong leaned back tactically while simultaneously looking up.

Xing's gaze turned solemn. He took a step forward, like a warrior about to chant an epic tale, and solemnly placed one hand on his chest:

"I could clearly feel the burning admiration and flawless favor in her eyes. We traveled hand in hand through the realm of dreams and spent happy dream times together."

"She treated me to a lavish meal."

Qiong picked up the Sulphurda and gulped it down.

"We've agreed to continue our relationship tomorrow!"

Xing squinted her bright eyes, leaned forward abruptly, and looked down at Qiong on the sofa with an imposing aura.

"What a coincidence, we also agreed to continue our get-together tomorrow."

Qiong stood up, leaned forward, and bumped her forehead against Xing's smooth forehead.

Xing and Qiong are exactly the same height, and the two of them are like bulls facing each other, their heads touching and wrestling with each other, which is quite comical.

She's my wife.

"She's my wife now."

"Uh……"

March 7, who had been watching the whole conversation from the sidelines, was looking on with a blank expression as she slowly spread her hands.

"Are your wives the same person?"

"Yes, yes... no, no!"

Due to his abnormal physique, Xing, who was invincible in physical combat, answered subconsciously, then suddenly shook his head.

Then, a sudden inspiration struck him, and with a knowing look on his face, Xing stopped his collision with Qiong and put his arm around Qiong's shoulder.

"Qiongzai, we are one!"

Xing patted Qiong's shoulder forcefully, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.

"Your wife is my wife! If we share her with each other, wouldn't everyone instantly have two wives?"

"That sounds like it makes some sense."

"What kind of logic is that!"

Little March jumped up, unleashing all the pent-up energy she'd been building up for:

"You two have had enough!"

"You two idiots are fighting tooth and nail over sharing a wife, did you even ask the girl's opinion? Did you ask Bronya's opinion? Did you even ask mine?"

I'm so angry!

Completely oblivious to the strange look the little duck was giving her, March 7th's pink and blue eyes burned with rage as she pointed at the two of them, bitterly accusing them:

"Especially you!"

"Um?!"

Xing instantly became alert, her golden eyes narrowed, and she silently took a small half-step to the side, trying to create some distance.

When she realized that March 7th's finger wasn't pointing at her, the seriousness on her face vanished instantly, and she couldn't help but grin upwards, revealing a smug, gloating smile that said, "Oh dear, here comes another good show!"

"Qiongzai~"

Xing drew out the last word, then gently bumped Qiong's shoulder, her tone full of mischief.

"What did you do to our Ah Qi this time? Look how angry she is, her face is all puffed up like a pufferfish!"

What's wrong with me?

Faced with Xiao Sanyue's accusations, Qiong looked completely innocent. He hadn't had time to prank Sanyue lately, had he?

"Stop pretending! Keep pretending! Keep pretending!"

March 7th didn't believe it at all. He rushed to Qiong with his small, aggressive steps, raised his powerful index finger, and jabbed it into Qiong's chest like a pile driver.

"They used a mini-game to humiliate my reaction speed before, which made me lick that popsicle. My tongue went numb, and I felt like I was going to die from poisoning the next second. I even thought about cutting my tongue off, washing it, and putting it back in."

She became more and more agitated as she spoke, her pretty face turning pale and then flushed, as if she were reliving that nightmare again.

"?"

Qiong raised her hand and made a question mark.

"I've been playing with fireflies the whole time, I haven't seen you."

The moment the words left her lips, Qiong suddenly realized—it was Hanabi!

Did she impersonate herself and go to find March?

Seeing Qiong's genuine expression, March 7th's stabbing finger froze in mid-air, his anger deflated like a punctured balloon.

"Really...really?"

"Then who is the Qiong I met?"

With its clever, bright blue eyes blinking, March 7th scratched its head in confusion.

"Tell me in detail what he did to you."

Qiong asked with a subtle expression.

"he……"

On March 7th, she put down her hands and began to recount her experiences with 'Qiong' in detail.

How did we end up bumping into each other on a street corner and playing a little game together...?

Qiong's expression grew increasingly strange as she listened.

Hanabi impersonated him to go find March Seven and played the two little games that Sora used to test Hanabi.

Perhaps it was resentment, a refusal to accept defeat, being exposed by that kind of excuse...

Today, Lady Hanabi will see just how far this little pink-haired girl can go!

Then the test results came out. After switching hands, the little pink-haired girl immediately licked the popsicle. In the game of imitating speech, when Hanabi asked, "What color is grass?", she immediately answered green.

Miss Fireworks covered her forehead and looked up at the sky speechlessly.

"Just like my darling said~, this little pink-haired girl's brain is truly... amazing!"

At this point, Ms. Hanabi finally admitted defeat.

"So, if that Qiong isn't you, then who is he?"

Looking at the silent sky, March 7th asked again.

Qiong's eyes darted around, and her expression turned serious: "She is Hanabi."