MTL - Cultivation Chat Group-Chapter 1403 Song predecessors, make the world more interesting.

Thousands of years ago, the Song family ancestors may not have surnamed Song.

"The predecessors of the Song Dynasty were the predecessors of the Song Dynasty. I did not admit it." The night wind blew through the window, blowing the girl's long hair and bringing a touch of scent.

The girl gently reached out and stroked the hair on her ear. Every move, there was an elegant beauty that could not be said.

"Not the Emperor." Song Shuhang whispered.

The Emperor, who was originally attached to Yukoko, gave him a completely different feeling from the ‘羽柔子’ in front of him.

However, Yukoko in front of him is definitely not Yukoko himself.

The style of painting is not right.

Yurouzi smiled and said: "The predecessors of the Song Dynasty are relieved. Of course, I am not a Heavenly Emperor, but... I can see the Song predecessors again this time, and I have a little relationship with the time."

She stood up slightly and suddenly approached Song Shuhang. At the same time, she extended her right hand and slowly explored Song Shuhang's cheek.

Song Shuhang subconsciously leaned back and wanted to avoid her little hand.

But Yukoko's right hand is like a shadow, gently attached to his face. The cold little hand, there is no trace of the temperature that humans should have... The body of Yukoko is as if it is in the ice.

"Unconsciously, it has been a thousand years. However, the Song predecessors really are the same as I remember. After more than a thousand years, my memory is still so good." Yurouzi showed a satisfied smile, when she smiled The eyes are crescented into crescents.

[The way of time... Millennium time. 】

Song Shuhang thought of his ‘dream of dream’ talent for the first time. His dream talent has a similar function, ignoring time and space, forcibly inserting into other people's lives.

However, Yukiko is different in this state.

"Future?" Song Shuhang asked in a heart, whispered.

If it wasn't for the possession of the Emperor, and the factors of ‘time of the way’ and ‘millennium’, would it be the future of Yukoko, and the short-lived possession of the ‘now’ Yukoko?

Yukoko after the millennium? Maybe even a long time after Yukoko?

"My time is running out. I am able to meet the predecessors of Song Dynasty this time and have spent so much time with you. I am really happy." Yu softly said softly.

She did not directly answer Song Shuhang's question... Perhaps it is not convenient to answer. However, from her demeanor, Song Shuhang should have guessed it.

The future of Yuko, the character transformation is so big? If this is really the future of Yuko, what factors make her jump, become this elegant character?

Yukoko's little hand was removed from Song Shuhang's face, and then she looked at the people in the room.

Turtle predecessors, green mothers; meritorious snakes and beautiful, fortune fairies; invisible knives, fighting kangaroos; Su Shi A-16 and Bai Long sister, and Li Yinzhu who is also sleeping.

This is her correspondence between characters and memories for more than a thousand years.

She came to Song Shuhang's bed a few more steps, looking at the sleeping sixteen and Li Yinzhu.

"Haha, A-six is ​​a good little boy at this time." Yukoko smiled, then she reached out and poked the dragon's horn on the 16th head of Su Shi.

"唔~" Su Shi’s A-16 in a coma screamed and turned over.

So small? Will the future Su Shi A-16 still grow up?

A sixteen... can it really develop? Song Shuhang is a bit skeptical.

"Song predecessors." Yu Rouzi turned around, hands behind him, revealing a playful smile: "The next future... you must also live well."

Song Shuhang heard the words, suddenly a heart.

Yukoko’s words, as if he will live a hard life in the future?

"I am going to die a few times in the future?" Song Shuhang asked.

He didn't ask if he was dead. He asked himself how many times he died. In just four months, Song Shuhang’s consciousness has been sublimated to such a heavy level.

"This is... trade secrets, not to be rumored." Yukoko is a serious man.

"Ha ha ha." After hearing the answer from Yu Rou, Song Shuhang easily laughed out loud.

Well, even if it is an elegant Yukoko, the nature of jumping is still the same.

"Time is up, then...we will see you soon." Yukoko stretched out a finger and shook it: "A thousand years later."

"The last question." Song Shuhang quickly said: "Why have we not seen each other for a thousand years?"

He cares very much about this issue.

Why haven’t you met again for a whole thousand years?

Is there a problem with Yukoko? Or is he a problem? Or is there a problem in the future world?

"Well, because the Song predecessors went to retreat, it was a thousand years. I thought about it. The interpersonal relationship of the high-ranking monks is getting colder and colder, and it has a lot to do with the retreat for hundreds of years. The millennium is almost equal. It is the life of the ordinary spirit emperor." Yu Rouzi stroked the long hair in the ear and replied.

Song Shuhang: "..."

After Yukoko finished, she returned to the position of the window. She gracefully pulled the skirt and put her hands on her feet. "Song predecessors, in order to make the world more interesting, please make more interesting secrets and exciting forbidden places. Let's go."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Not yet waiting for Song Shuhang to answer, the temperature of Yurouzi's body gradually recovered, no longer like the previous ice.

The normal Yukoko is back.

......

......

Song Shuhang’s nephew drooped, and he reached out and looked at his palm: “Restoring the millennium?”

"This is a very normal thing, eight products Xuansheng and nine products robbing the fairy, often a retreat for thousands of years. The longevity is even worse, some long-term retreats are the ages." White Dragon sister's gentle voice sounded.

"Is it?" Song Shudao.

In the future, can I do something as ruthless?

I don't always feel right.

"Right, let's get back... I haven't seriously taken care of it since I practiced it." Song Shuhang muttered.

Therefore, he felt that he was 'closed to the millennium' and sounded weird.

Eight repairs the onion: "Oh."

Less than five months, the man who has already five products will retreat for a thousand years?

nonexistent!

If Song Shuhang continues to advance at this rhythm and rises to the first level in an average month, he will be promoted to the nine-character robbery in January next year. He may become a long-lived person in February next year, and he will go to heaven in March next year.

The green lady is completely desperate.

She used to have an ambition.

She has to work hard to cultivate, and it is even stronger than Song Shuhang. There was a time when her realm and Song Shuhang were only a few small realms. She felt that she was hardworking and might be able to catch up with Song Shuhang.

The three illusions of life, ‘I will be able to fight back’.

But now, even if she got the 'nine repair phoenix knife', she didn't think she could catch up with Song Shuhang. What's more important is... When the nine-repair phoenix knife was on Song Shuhang, she was more intimate than her.

She must be a fake eight repair.

卟嗵

Yukoko on the edge of the window suddenly hit the table.

She raised her head fiercely and opened her eyes.

"Song predecessors!" Yukoko called.

Song Shuhang: "Where, everyone is here."

"Not good, Song predecessors. The sly ghost contract split into four and a half." Yu softer hurried.

Song Shuhang: "..."

It turned out that from this point in time, Yurouzi was occupied by ‘future’? If it weren't for the Queen's smile, Song Shuhang couldn't detect it at all.

If you think about it carefully, in the end, the 'Queen-style smile,' will it be the hint of the future Yukoko deliberately giving himself?

The Yuko, who wakes up, seems to have completely lost the memory in the middle.

"Don't worry." Song Shuhang patted the feathers softly: "My spiritual ghost contract is also broken, I don't live as well."

"Then our spirits are still saved?" Yukozi looked forward to Song Shuhang.

"As long as the ‘ghost contract’ is still there, it means that our ‘spiritual ghost’ has not disappeared. One day, we will get them back.” Song Shuhang said with a voice.

If the ghost is dead, then the ‘ghost contract’ will be completely dissipated.

Song Shuhang’s incomplete spiritual ghost contract and Yuko’s four-split spiritual ghost contract represent the two ghosts still alive.

In theory, the two really have the opportunity to find the ghost.

"Song predecessors!" Yukozi forced the hand of Song Shuhang: "Let's cheer!"

This time, her little hand is warm.

Song Shuhang nodded: "Well, work together."

The heart-rending [Recovering the Ghost Alliance] was established.

Xxxxxxx

Into the night.

The petite Su Shi A XVI, Li Yin Zhu and Yu Yuzi three people slept on the big bed.

Song Shuhang hit the ground floor.

Gongde snake beauty and creation fairy returned to Song Shuhang.

The turtle's predecessors huddled together, and the lynx card meditated on its turtle shell.

The active kangaroo was loaded back into the core world by Song Shuhang.

Invisible knives float quietly in the air.

The next morning, the rising sun rose.

Su Shi A-16 is still unconscious, Yu Yuzi sleeps very well, half body and long legs pressed on the body of A.

Turtle predecessors and lycops remain intact.

The invisible knife is still floating in the air.

Song Shuhang opened his eyes and found Li Yinzhu, a shrinking version, lying in his arms.

October 6, 019, 07:04, Sunday, sunny.

When he woke up, the phone in his arms shook.

Song Shuhang took out his mobile phone and found that he was the phone of the ‘most survivor’.

Song Shuhang opened the phone and lowered the voice: "Hey, it is the most advanced, are you already here?"

"Who are you friends? How is your number garbled? Yesterday, did you send me an address coordinate? Do you have anything to look for?" asked the older generation.

Song Shuhang burst into tears.

"I am Song Shuhang, the most senior, and we agreed to go to the ‘food fairy banquet yesterday.” Song Shudao.

The most layman: "Sorry, I have forgotten this thing."

"Nothing, I can understand. Because, you and I are the same small transparency now." Song Shudao.

The warmest in the heart of Jussington, there is a kind of inexplicable resonance: "It turns out that you will be forgotten by me like Song Daoyou. I will immediately leave for Wenzhou City and will arrive in a few hours."

Song Shuhang hangs up the phone and dials the phone of the white predecessor.

But the white-haired phone was not connected.

White predecessors are still in retreat?

Song Shuhang pinched his chin... This kind of beauty of the Xianxian banquet, in terms of the gas of the white predecessors, should not be missed, right?