Jin grinned with a stiff face and slowly turned his head to look behind him at the woman who looked just like in his memory.
Her name is Morassa, a lucky chosen one whose real age is about the sum of the years of several adult elves.
Even Jhin, who has had in-depth discussions with him, doesn't know much about his true race.
Jin was quite afraid of this woman.
Of course, he did not deny that there was some element of debt and guilt involved?
Sons of Anarchy do not refuse to embrace love, and can be based on the standard traits of the Chaos alignment.
It is destined to be just a brilliant spark for a moment and will not shine for a long time.
If it was because of the "call transfer" of "Wings", Jhin wouldn't have too many subtle elements.
But that period of love that ended abruptly was obviously mixed with too many... unflattering things...
The simplest one is:
He originally thought he was in love with an elf who was like a grandma.
As a result, he accidentally discovered that the other party was actually from his great-great-grandmother's generation...
Coupled with some dangerous rumors about the other party and his feelings about feelings, which were completely different from the simplicity of an immortal, Jhin gradually became timid.
The sea is in ruins?
That is an unreasonable romantic fantasy of a little human girl. How come you, an immortal species, want to play with it?
When he was young and the elements of chaos were dominant, Jhin, who had not yet obtained the name of the Book of Whispers in that bloody, difficult and bitter ordeal, chose to leave without saying goodbye...
"When I was in the Sands of Time, I heard rumors that you had taken refuge with the Emerald Elder."
From the appearance, Morasa looks like a female warrior covered in silver armor - pink, with obvious individual characteristics of the helmet rim, indicating her psychological gender to a certain extent.
"You seem to be doing well. I thought you died on that rotten fishing boat."
Morassa sat across from Jin and said calmly.
Jin Santan, who had already experienced countless storms and waves, smiled and thought about the purpose of this lucky chosen one finding this place.
For old love?
No, as early as a hundred years ago, after the Lady of Disaster told him that his fate might have been severely kicked by a certain "girl", he had a vague sense of that person's anger and determination.
In a sense, joining the Burning Legion may be related to the influence of the power of destiny.
But he didn't die there in the end, and even turned around and got into the multiverse-level luxury tank of the Emerald Elder.
Therefore, facing Morassa, Jhin's mood was complicated.
This made some of Jin's acquaintances who were secretly observing in the hotel couldn't help but order a few more plates of melon seeds and peanuts.
This kind of scene is rare...
"I have a daughter..."
Just when a certain atmosphere of silence gradually enveloped the two of them, Morasha suddenly spoke.
Jin immediately sat up straight after hearing this.
"It's not yours……"
Morassa glanced at Jhin coldly through his helmet and said this.
Suddenly, Jin leaned back slightly on the chair behind him.
"She is a child I met when I was adventuring in the star sea of Magasabrito. She has the blood of the Sver hybrid star spirit and what you call the 'ancient eastern extraordinary civilization'."
"Her mother and I have a life-and-death covenant that is thicker than blood."
Ignoring Jhin, Morassa continued talking.
"Hybrid protoss and human?"
Jhin repeated it in a low voice. He felt that the child's father, the unknown Eastern human, was a warrior with universal love.
It is extremely difficult for humans to give birth to protoss: this can be seen from the size of most protoss.
Even the protoss as a cub is an existence at the level of a small star.
And the humans born from the stars...
Jhin instantly understood why his old lover was looking for him.
According to the nature of the correspondence, he should have said a few words.
But he just nodded to show that he understood.
"I will take her to see the elders..."
Jhin said.
If the elder accidentally watched this scene, he might lament that the trial of fantasy dreams may not be able to completely change the chaotic nature.
But some things can still permeate subtly...
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At this time, Yi Chun is staring at the endless time in front of him. Of course, he will not distract the subject's consciousness too much.
Guangbai is a good seedling. He should be one of the bloodlines left behind by the extraordinary civilization of the East.
This is normal.
Sometimes, even if it is just a touch between planes.
Even just the intersection of time and space may lead to the spread of some civilization factors.
For Yichun, all it takes is a gaze at the time level.
It was enough for him to follow the endless timeline that had already happened and explore all the secrets behind a soul.
Most of the protections on the material level have lost their meaning under the power of time.
Powerful time-based beings, powerful mages who are exposed to relevant elements, and related existences have the power to maintain the stability of their own timelines.
This is the "general public" in the time field. Correspondingly, there is another way to open it...
Just like the infinity presented by the multiverse, those beings have reached some terrifying peak in their individual power.
Even they or they are not necessarily exposed to the power of time.
Its individual concept, which is more terrifying and profound than a black hole, is enough to cause the collapse and erasure of traces of its timeline.
Occasionally, some mortal beings with top intelligence can also use some means to complete certain operations to deceive, or even tease some beings with the concept of time.
At this point, there are not many stories circulating in the multiverse.
Yi Chun guessed that those small-minded people may have eliminated those stories from the time level.
This is probably why the Time Dragons always play the trick of throwing treasures → picking them up again → throwing them out again.
Yi Chun shook his head, and the invisible bell on his neck swayed slightly.
When Yi Chun lowered his head, the tiny gap in the bell continued to enlarge, enlarge...
A vast void and green stars suspended in it appeared in Yi Chun's field of vision.
That is Anold, his dependent kingdom...
At this moment, Guangbai is practicing in Arnold's dream world according to Yi Chun's arrangements.
Whether he can develop to the full potential of his talents remains to be seen.
However, Yi Chun was not in a hurry.
There are too many troubles with the timeline now, so I just need to stretch my timeline a little longer...
This is a good expedient, and even for the vast majority of mortal life, it is a method that can solve the problem "long-term" to a certain extent.
It can be said to be an excellent combination to delay the late stage of cancer...
Yi Chun is naturally not like this.
Whether it's practice, research, or just a boring break, Yi Chun doesn't like it very much and still thinks about certain things.
What he needs is an existence that can solve these troubles for a long time, rather than just accumulating tasks in stages.
That was a burden to Yi Chun and a factor that made the elders unhappy.
Therefore, he has disciple-related needs.
Moreover, Yi Chun already had sufficient plans on how to organize this disciple's responsibilities.
