When she arrived at Qianqian's small spiritual pool, she was amused to find that the girl was squatting with her knees in the spiritual water, her breasts covered by opaque blue water waves. She was dozing off with her eyes closed, her chin was tapping her chest, and there was a trace of struggle on her pretty little face...
It's the kind of person who stays up late at work for days and nights, can't help but fall asleep, and works hard to hold on, and finally falls asleep in the water when he hits the bath...
"You were awake and talking to us during the race just now. Are you so sleepy?"
Cao Baijing laughed a little and sat down next to the younger sister, holding her body. The girl's skin felt so slippery that she couldn't hold her hand back. She shrank her hand as if it was hot: "Eh... this is..."
A glimmer of faint blue light overflowed on Qianqian Xueyu's chest, as if something was being released little by little in her body.
There was a spiritual pond not far behind the two of them. Lan Yu noticed that her head was turning around, and she was immediately shocked to see this scene. She stared at the traces of green light on Qianqian's chest, and the faint crystal sand filled the air...
"Impossible...this is impossible!"
The ship spirit girl felt that her world view was shattered. If this was...then what was it that Sister Ling came to take away before?
News came from the front lines that Sister Ling has become a citizen of Daotian. The Ark inspection comes from the high-level Daotian system. It is impossible to fail on this point...
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It's dark and dim, blowing in the wind, and I don't know where I am or where I'm going.
Qianqian came to her senses in a daze, and found herself in a corridor of Jintong Hall...having this dream again.
There was a slightly familiar sound of footsteps coming from behind. There were two goddesses holding lanterns in front of them. A woman in Luan clothes was holding a swaddling baby beside her, humming a lullaby softly in her mouth, and her face was filled with a kind of motherly feeling.
Beautiful and lustrous, she focused on the infant child in her arms and turned a blind eye to the girl in the narrator's clothes.
This made Qianqian's emotions a little complicated. She felt that the other person had become a little familiar and yet strange, so she lowered her head and looked at the baby.
The baby has its eyes closed, and its little hands are pressing on the mother's chest. The chubby white hands are wrapped with a red silk ribbon, and the tassel hangs on the baby's white forehead. The golden sycamore, the cyan phoenix, the phoenix seal of the phoenix tree... That's right, she is...
"call……"
The baby seemed to be having a good dream. He smacked his lips and blew out a bubble from his nose. The floating light of the bubbles reflected his white clothes. The wind brought by the air did not move the corners of his clothes at all, as if he was a non-existent person.
Qianqian sighed, looking past the mother and daughter and looking around.
In the familiar yet unfamiliar Jintong Hall, the moonlight penetrated her body and shone on the clock on the side of the corridor, tick, tick, tick...
This clock.
Qianqian frowned. She had never seen this clock before, but she had some guesses about the mechanism and style. It was probably the work of her husband. What was a little strange was that, outside of dreams, except for the fire thunder and fire spirit steam engines that affected the war, her husband rarely made these machines.
Created.
Squeak.
The woman in Luan clothes holding the child disappeared through the palace door. The light cast the figure of the mother and daughter on the window paper, and the light was blown out behind the window.
There was a violent shock in the darkness. Qianqian covered her forehead with severe pain and squatted under the window lattice. The two silver-white moons in the deep night sky outside the window were merging with each other.
The hands of time move, the scene in the field of vision rotates rapidly, and countless characters flow through this corridor like a torrent...
"hurry up……"
The scene responded to the girl's thoughts. She had no time to linger in the dream scene now. She wanted to go out to help her husband as soon as possible. With this intention, the dream quickly jumped to the future...
It seems that a few years ago, it was still in this corridor. The beautiful girl turned off the study light in the middle of the night. When she went back to her room to rest, she passed by her mother's bedroom and opened the door to take a look.
The quilt on the bed was half opened. Looking at her mother's sleeping tired face, the little girl's eyes were bright and helpless. She stretched out her hand to cover her with the quilt. This caring action seemed to be a habit.
The little girl has a slender figure, her face is still a bit budding, and her cheeks have a little baby fat. She looks very ordinary, not as thin and beautiful as her mother. Aunt Tiannu said that she is of Phoenix descent and has no father. She said no
She knows who she looks like. At this young age, her eyes are as pure blue as her mother's, and her body is filled with the aura of a fake fairy.
Qingluan is an immortal, so he can feel his daughter's arrival even in his deep sleep. He opened his eyes and looked: "Huh?"
"Mom, how's the fight going outside?" the little girl's voice was sweet and smart.
"The situation is not ideal. As soon as Ark appeared, he killed Saint Qingzhu and captured the No. 0 ship... I heard that Fairy Ling was also captured and assimilated by Ark, and became a maid following the woman in purple. When Qingzhu died, the world
Qingyuan has no owner, one of the five qi is missing, and today there is not even a substitute, huh... Only now will someone think of you and ask me in a roundabout way if I have hidden your clone and if I have rebuilt it."
"I'm not her..." the little girl lowered her head and murmured, every strand of hair hanging down, she was a little frustrated.
I often hear my mother talk about her previous life, the Qing Emperor, that great man with an extraordinary legacy, so he could quickly 'recover' his strength. However, I have almost no memory of her. It is said that it was because he had a mortal body in his previous life.
There is no Phoenix bloodline passed down from generation to generation.
After dying as a mortal in the previous life, the only remaining Yuanling was no longer the original Qingdi after reincarnation. The little girl would occasionally see her mother looking at her in a daze... as if she was seeing another person through her, and she often felt sad that she could not
Do something to relieve your mother's worries.
"I'm sorry, mother was just being polite and didn't mean to use you as her substitute."
Qingluan took care of his daughter's self-confidence, stroking her smooth black hair with a somewhat complicated mood. He didn't know if this result was what he wanted. Recalling the last message from the Taoist monk that he had secretly hidden before, he was a little hesitant at this moment. Try to
He called out: "Qianqian..."
"Hey?" The little girl raised her head in response.
Seeing her daughter's reaction, Qingluan felt even more worried and carefully asked her: "Do you still remember this name?"
"Well, sometimes I dream about my past life, a winding river, strange machines, docks, exploding fire mines, and a man in black clothes...him." The little girl frowned and thought about it, but she was actually still
A little girl with pure and blank emotions, but with the complete memories of a mature woman, there is a certain gap between emotion and reason. I hesitated and asked timidly: "Is he okay?"
"He died a few years ago."
"Ah..." The little girl was stunned, she really didn't expect it.
"That person's name is Ye Qing, right? He was an unknown pawn who died in the war against the demonic tide in the mortal world. I didn't have time to pay attention to it... At first, Qianqian Yuanling finally entrusted you with the name Qianqian, but I want to
A pure daughter and Taoist companion, I don’t want you to be involved with a wild boy."
Qingluan looked at the little girl apologetically, unwilling to create a gap between mother and daughter, so he explained: "When Ye Qing died, I didn't mean to save him. I happened to be fighting outside. You married her.
I can't reveal it to others. It's hard for a mere mortal to mention it and I can't take care of it... But it's also my fault. I felt in my heart that if I die, I will die, so I didn't make any arrangements for protection. After the incident happened,
I'm just afraid that you'll blame me for keeping this secret from you for a few years... Do you feel sad?"
"Are you sad...I don't know."
The little girl's expression was confused for a moment, and she felt like she had lost something in her heart. She calmed down again. The impact of the accident at this moment showed that her immortal soul could bear it. She thought deeply and said: "Those memories from the previous life are still there, but emotionally.
I have faded away. I originally wanted to go back to see him and do what I promised...but everyone is gone, and I don’t know what I want next...do I want to save the world?"
Qingluan's expression tightened and he hugged her: "Don't think too much... Mom, as long as you are safe, there is no need to rush to find the target. When you grow up, you will gradually find it."
She writes a diary every day, recording what Taoists have done for the world and how it collapsed... She originally cursed the world. When the Ark appeared before, she even thought about colluding with the Ark to destroy the world for Taoism.
The couple's revenge is really an angry and twisted mentality.
But as my daughter grows up, she becomes so cute and upright.
The diary contains more and more information about her daughter's growth, so the mother's mentality gradually relaxes. Maybe this is what the Taoist monk wants, right?
She knew that she had always wanted a daughter, so she finally gave herself a daughter.
miss.
It's just... No matter what, I can't let my daughter embark on that path.
At this time, the breeze was surging, and the little girl suddenly noticed something and looked in a certain direction behind her mother.
A girl in white clothes was standing quietly at the window. She had been standing in the moonlight, her expression was somewhat touched by the scene before her, and she looked at the little girl: "You..."
The window was not closed, and the curtains fluttered across the books on the desks. The moonlight cast a clear frost, and the sky was unobstructed. The little girl went over and closed the window, but she did not really see the beauty under the window.
When I finally closed the curtains...pop!
A blue-black volume on the desk was caught by the curtains and fell down. The little girl quickly caught the volume without making any sound when it fell to the ground. She often saw her mother writing on this volume, which seemed to be a diary.
She just wasn't allowed to look at it.
At this time, I couldn't help but look at the cover with curiosity, and my eyes were slightly surprised...my name?
A mysterious aura connected with her, making her heart beat faster. She secretly glanced back at her mother who was still meditating, held the book in her hand, and closed the door lightly when she went out...
Qianqian followed the little girl out, and her eyes fell on the blue-black scroll in her hand... Although there were four words on it, through intermittent observation in the dream over the years, she already understood that it was "The Book of Qingquan", with many differences.
There is also Ark that has come to the world, Ziyi who is not dead, Ling who cannot escape from Ark in the end, Qingzhu who died in the battle, himself who was assassinated and died, Qingdi who has fallen long ago, and the unknown Ye Qing... this piece of land
At this point in the dream, the meaning is very obvious.
In terms of time series, where did the earliest changes in our world come from?
He is an unknown person.
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