Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years

I heard this sentence.

Xia Shi, a woman, is awkward.

Go see your own future?

This kind of thing, can you happen?

But the next sentence of Chut Lingxia is to make the summer ten mother, the eyes are full of incredible.

"If you want to see, I will take you to see, then, in your heart, you will solve it by one."

Really?

I really can let her see my own future?

Suddenly.

Xia Shi, the cold face, lost the god, standing on the Taishan, for a long time.

She understands.

I have already died for a few hundred years. I don't belong to this era, she, and those ancient celebrity, and even the emperors, if there is no in front of this man, I can still live again.

Even if you know that it is Chu Lingqi, she can't believe it, but I can let myself see the world.

But she is alternate.

Still yourself ...

Chu Ling is late:

"Have you considered?"

Xia Shi Si Niang and Liu Ru, this matter, Chu Lingzhen also wants to know that when two similar people appear in the same era, will not let him find what they want.

even if.

He has already done countless times ...

There is something between.

Xia Youth raised his head and was full of face, and nodded.

"If you really have an afterlife, I want to see it, I want to see myself, what is it like."

"Well, then come with me."

The voice just fell.

When the summer is suddenly turned, there is a dark, ancient road, surrounding the quiet deep, there are countless wooden bridges, standing on a yellow river.

Look at all this.

Xia Shi, a young woman, the heart, a slightly born, a little fear, and quickly look forward to the front, when I saw Chu Ling, I couldn't help but feel deeply.

This path.

It seems that there is no end at all.

The sound of the thorn thorn, with a vital, horrible breath, can not help but scare the summer, and quickly speed up the footsteps.

I just took a few seconds, I clicked on Chu Ling, I suddenly hit the child, and she was ashamed, and she left her head.

"Gong ... son, where is it here."

There is a spurious flow of water around the surroundings.

Only two people step by step, stepped on the ground, stepped on the ground.

Chu Lingxiao carrier his hands.

It seems that I have been here, I haven't been here, the look is calm and faint:

"In the words of us, you can call here for the land provo, the bridge you see is the Huangquan Bridge that Datun."

The summer is in the heart.

No longer talk.

This quiet road is very long, but the gradually appeared in the front, with the summer, the summer is getting closer, the front is shocked, let her eyes, it will not open.

She closed her eyes.

With your own feelings, I walked forward all the way, so after half a time, suddenly she smelled a very strong floral, and there was a bird in the ear.

next moment.

Xia Shi, opened his eyes, but I accidentally, I hit it in the back of Chu Lingxiao. This time, the summer thirteen mother, my head is a little hurt, looking at Chu Ling, full face Brain bag.

Hereaway.

At this time.

When I saw everything around, Xia Shi's mother suddenly became beautiful, her thin lips were slightly, and it was incredible.

"this is……"

Everything around it has changed,

House, building, atmosphere.

Although she didn't have the era of her, it was very simple, but she returned from her resurrection, and she also studied a lot of her era. How to make a book after hundreds of years, even if some is difficult to understand, but according to some difficult to understand, Here is the world that is a hundred years ago,

Here……

Is it her in the world?

She should not live to now, but they have been resurrected by the world, but now come here from the world after a hundred years of coming.

this moment.

The summer is slightly awkward. She is full of her eyes, her heart is full, looking at the old town of the lower smoke.

Human:

"My future, what is it ..."

Chu Ling is carrying his hands, standing on the cliff, looking quiet, looking down the world.

His eyes did not have a confused.

Only slight memories.

Only those who experienced the world's vicissitudes, only know, it is a kind of secluded sigh.

Now he is standing the cliff.

It is looking at the moon cliff.

The next world.

It is Jinling ancient capitals a hundred years ago!

"Go, your future, should now be thirteen." Chu Ling is late.

For Liu Ru Ying.

He wanted to teach a set of emperor, just in mortal, such as Liu Ru shadow, it is too small, is willing to be a mortal, do not want to be high at high.

Summary is somewhat.

after all.

That is your own future!

In this world, who can see your own future ...

Cliffs.

Two figures flash, Chu Lingxiao with Liu Ru shadow, came to the door of a tea courtyard in Jinling Gudu.

The two just appeared.

Referred to it.

I heard a harsh, sharp curse, full of thin and disdain.

"You have a dead girl, giving the old lady out, the street wants to meals, no qualifications live in our tea courtyard!"

I only saw a few faceless, I would be thin, wearing a shabby, full of patch girl, squatting from the tea courtyard, pushing down on the street.

This little girl is on the face, the hair is also a bit chaotic, but the unique people have no aura in the eyes.

next moment.

I saw a dressing, holding a red silk Par in his hand, and the middle-aged woman in the waist, and the toe came out.

Handle.

Just put a wood made of wood, throwing a small girl, I can't have a few strings that don't have a solidity.

Hereaway.

Middle-aged women, but a face disdain, full of disgusting, watching a little girl, waving:

"Quick, our tea hospital, do not charge, quickly!"

And the little girl who fell on the ground, suddenly his face was full of pain, when I saw the strings of the broken, my eyes were full of my grievances, but I biting my teeth, but I biting my teeth, but I didn't let myself crying out. .

She doesn't understand.

Why is it a orphan of my life, only one tattered mysterian companion.

It is clear that he is hard to sell money in the street.

But it has been in the mouth.

It's begging for it ...

Around the street coming around.

Chu Ling has no expression, still standing quietly.

And the summer, the heart is unbearable, and I have been busy, I want to help the little girl, but her hand has not encountered the other party, and she is pushed away by the little girl.

"Let you open, don't need you pity!"

next moment.

In the countless person finger point, smile, the little girl hugs on the ground, broken the chord, struggling to drive.