Supreme Divine Concubine

Chapter 1139 1142: 500 years ago ([-])

The power of time and space is undoubtedly powerful, and Gu Yun would not hesitate to obtain these two powers.

Gu Yun's silence made Xue curl his lips, and he raised his head, his slender neck glowed softly under the snow light, so fragile, but under this fragility was a violent power.

"If my people are really dead, or can't be found anymore, then I will change our agreement, you let me leave this glacier with you, if I guess correctly, your identity outside should be Very powerful, right?" Xue Rourou smiled, her angelic face amazed Fenghua Xueyue.

"Yes." Guyun did not refuse this time.

After getting the answer, Xue didn't say anything more, just stood beside Guyun, looking at the white snow outside the window, a little absent-minded.

There was no clue in Xueling Village, so Guyun set off to search for it near Xueling Village. Standing in the white snow, Guyun slowly closed his eyes, imagining the disaster that befell this village 500 years ago.

What Guyun didn't notice was that on her wrist, the Qiankun chain emitted a burst of moist light, flickering on and off, connecting the entire universe, and at the same time, the connection between Guyun and nature was immediately established.

The wind and snow became milder, all sounds faded from Guyun's world, and all changes in the world took shape in her mind.

Guyun opened her eyes in astonishment, she had this feeling many years ago, and she was not unfamiliar with it.

Gu Yun lowered her head, and saw the changes in the Qiankun chain as expected in her heart. Just now, the Qiankun chain connected her consciousness with the world again.

As soon as Guyun thought, the scene in front of him changed rapidly, going backwards one after another, going back to the time 500 years ago.

The Xueling Village 500 years ago has not changed significantly from the Xueling Village 500 years later. The only difference is that the Xueling Village 500 years ago has become more popular and lively.

As Xue said, the life of the snow elves in Xueling Village is no different from that of humans. At a given time, all the young and energetic snow elves go out to hunt, leaving women and children to look after the house, and the children gather in the village of Xueling Village. At the entrance of the village, people were laughing and playing.

Among them, Guyun saw the snow. The snow 500 years ago was not as good or evil as it is now, but full of vigor and vigor. Don't care, squeezed out a snowball and threw it at the little friend.

At the same time, the body flexibly avoids all the snowballs thrown by the little friends, and the laughter fills the world, which is the unique pure joy of young people.

It wasn't until he was tired from playing that the boy waved his hand to bid farewell to his little friend: "That's all for today, young master, I'm going home for dinner."

As he spoke, he disappeared in a flash.

Guyun followed the young man back to his room. Besides him, there was a beautiful female elf cooking in the room.

As soon as the boy returned to the house, he took off his wet coat and rushed to his own room. At the same time, a voice sounded: "Mom, call me for dinner!"

"I got it, I got it, lazy bastard!" The woman crossed her hips and glared at the young man, her expression was full of helplessness and pampering.

The boy chuckled, "It's because of a diligent mother that there are lazy sons."

"You're the only one with a lot of crooked reasoning." The woman said angrily.

Back in his own room, the boy threw his head on the bed, unable to resist the drowsiness, fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)