Chapter 547: The Elder Is Away from Home
Estuary
Yi Chun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man in front of him.
This is naturally not the other party's true body.
Not everyone can change as freely as he does.
Basically, he would visit any place that could accommodate his total energy.
Of course, the person opposite should be able to do it.
Speaking of which, the Eight-Nine Profound Art became famous throughout the world because of this person.
However, just like Yi Chun in the endless timeline, there are also many derivatives similar to "Evil God Yi Chun".
There are countless derivatives of this person, but the one in front of him has pure energy and does not seem to be the product of obscene worship.
But this world still "really" exists, so this person obviously shouldn't be here.
Yi Chun glanced at the other person's black and white eyes, and some understanding emerged in his divine consciousness.
Humanity incarnate?
Yi Chun wagged his tail and prepared to leave, thinking that there was no point in arguing with an avatar that might not necessarily match his name.
"Why does Daojun have to walk in such a hurry, just like Donghai did back then?"
At this moment, the visitor suddenly spoke.
Um?
Yi Chun tilted his head and glanced at him, wondering if this guy was the embodiment of humanity.
Logically speaking, the human embodiment also has relevant memories.
But his communication with it was obviously not in his original time and space.
But it is contact in endless time and space.
Endless memories involving the realm of time are generally difficult for human incarnations to bear.
Unless the other party specifically left this part of the memory...
What a cautious guy...
Yi Chun muttered in his mind in his divine consciousness.
He then transformed into a human form, exactly as he had been when he began his old dream of the Federation.
The two men exchanged greetings and then talked beside Haikou.
Only one dog was left, following behind in dismay...
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A certain time and space Earth
"Mom, I'm going to work. Don't overcook the soup in the pot if you're in a hurry."
Ning Qiuya listened to her daughter-in-law's instructions. She was a little deaf due to her old age and was stunned for a moment, then slowly nodded.
The grandson inside was playing games. Being in his rebellious period, he could be heard from time to time fighting crazily with his teammates.
Ning Qiuya could see her daughter-in-law looking towards her grandson's room with dissatisfaction .
But nothing was said.
After all, there had been several quarrels before this.
My daughter-in-law is an accountant in a small company and is quite busy at work.
It is the critical period for the year-end audit and I don’t have the extra energy to take care of my son who is addicted to games.
Ning Qiuya supported her waist and slowly stood up. She walked to the refrigerator and played with it.
He took a can of drink that was not so cold and prepared to give it to his grandson.
Ning Qiuya knows how hard her son works away from home all year round.
But all married men are like this, it’s just that the mother feels the pain silently.
Ning Qiuya thought her grandson playing games was nothing.
It is also because of Ning Qiuya's support that her grandson's attitude towards her is considered good.
But Ning Qiuya knew that even after she passed away, this family would still need to be maintained.
But maybe that wasn't something she was worried about anymore.
"Thank you, grandma."
The grandson took the drink that Ning Qiuya brought and thanked her gently.
At the same time, he started to curse at his teammates because of a previous operational mistake.
Ning Qiuya moved a chair and sat next to him, watching her grandson play games.
Of course she could understand it.
Although she has never played these games.
But in the past, I had participated in some similar adventures here and there.
It's meaningless, in the end it's just for the sake of having enough food and clothing.
The treasures in the dragon's lair are not as rich as outsiders imagine.
A few people shared some of the spoils, plus the consumption from the previous battle and the treatment of subsequent injuries.
After going through so many things, I haven't seen much change.
You still have to take risks, but your equipment is a little better and there are a few new spells in the wizard's book.
Now that I think about it, there is no essential difference between it and many things in this world.
Looking back, I still think that the guy who planted the trees back then, Lu Ziqing...
"Grandma? Grandma!"
When she came to her senses, Ning Qiuya found that her grandson was calling her.
"Grandma, are you okay?"
The grandson put down his headphones and looked at Ning Qiuya with some concern.
He may be young and inexperienced, but he also knows the pain of separation.
Recently, Ning Qiuya has been in a daze from time to time, and cannot be woken up even if others call her.
This made the family very worried.
The daughter-in-law called her husband privately, hoping to send Ning Qiuya to the hospital for examination.
But Ning Qiuya rejected her son's request on the phone.
She knew the condition of her body and was indifferent to the fear between life and death.
That year, when she chose to go home, she was already prepared.
But, it is still hard to avoid a little bit of reluctance...
Ning Qiuya thought about someone who might have been reincarnated, and sighed quietly.
It's always good to come back, and she met the right person.
But perhaps the chaotic fate of this place is always unpredictable and changeable.
A landslide took away her memories of this place.
This made Ning Qiuya very angry. She was even ready to mobilize the remaining magic power in her body to let those guys who were only interested in profit know the anger of a high-level wizard.
But in the end, she was relieved.
They are nothing more than vultures smelling blood, a bunch of scum not much more noble than those looking for excrement.
She shouldn't take her anger out on others.
Then, on a dark night, people were horrified to find that a mountain had disappeared inexplicably...
It took away the sorceress's anger and her longing.
Time flies, now is the time...
"Grandma is fine."
Ning Qiuya looked at her grandson in front of her and said kindly.
Time has taken away her once beautiful face. Now, all that remains are the ruthless traces of time and a heart full of tenderness.
The mentor failed to restrain her nimble wings, so she tore off a piece of white and threw it into the sky.
At this time, Ning Qiuya saw her grandson's pet in the game.
It was a pitch- black cat...
"Like cats?"
Ning Qiuya said to her grandson with a smile.
"ah?"
The grandson scratched his head, not quite sure what Ning Qiuya meant.
Then, he followed Ning Qiuya's gaze and saw the black cat beside his character's feet.
This is a new area, and that is the game's initial pet, which he hasn't had time to change.
But he also knew that grandma probably couldn't understand all this, she just wanted to find some topics to talk to him about.
So the grandson nodded and said he liked it.
Ning Qiuya nodded.
She was not prepared to continue her life, and this was the decision she made over the years.
But the chaotic world of dead magic suppressed the mortals' desire for the will of the sky under the sea of stars.
Her son was an honest and dutiful man who disliked things beyond the vastness and boundlessness.
Since my grandson likes it, let him go and have a look.
Anyway, she had asked that guy for help once, so she didn't owe him this time.
"Then you go and deliver a letter for grandma. There is a big cat there. Don't be afraid."
Ning Qiuya touched her grandson's head, and as he was somewhat uncomfortable with it, she said:
"Grandma owes it a favor, and I'm afraid you'll have to pay it back."
Then he gave his grandson an old-fashioned wooden copper box and left.
The grandson was a little confused. He glanced outside and then slowly opened the copper box.
A cool breeze blew in from inside, and it seemed as if the room was air-conditioned.
He saw an elf-like woman, who pointed at him playfully.
The next moment, he lost consciousness.
When I woke up again, the boundless world came into view.
An indescribable, magnificent voice sounded in his heart:
"The elder is not at home..."
ah?
That was the grandson's voice full of doubt...
