As the picture passed, Yang Wenyao seemed to have lived the much-loved childhood again, until the conception of her former mother. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"These days, I always feel that the supply of some spiritual power is not enough, although I have entered the god of transformation over the years, but in order to take care of this little girl all these years, we have no family background, and now we want to get an elixir to replenish the spiritual energy." Yang Wenyao looked at her ex-mother with a melancholy look on her face, and said softly to her ex-father.

"Before, didn't that person say that he wanted this girl to learn alchemy? I saw that there were a lot of elixirs in the storage bag. I haven't seen that person in so many years. With his virtue, I'm afraid he won't be able to appear. I think we might as well use the elixir in it to make up for my good son. Standing aside, looking at the disgust that her former parents had when they mentioned herself, Yang Wenyao realized that since she knew that she was not their biological daughter, the resentment in her heart was gone.

If it's not biological, what's not to do? Yang Wenyao was wandering. Ink looked at it worriedly, only to find that she seemed to have a little more enlightenment in her.

And the following plot is still continuing, probably because the shadow man has not appeared for a few years, and there is a real baby in his belly, so his attitude towards Mo Taozhi is getting worse and worse, just like the one in Yang Wenyao's memory, the only difference is that this time, Yang Wenyao has been standing by her parents and watching.

Seeing that they coveted the elixir given by the shadow man, they forced her to learn the elixir, except for the primary elixir that she bought, but the later elixir was obtained by herself.

Later, the younger brother spoke up, and Mo Taozhi's suffering came. The things left by the shadow man, except for this Dan furnace for her use, other elixirs and other items were not used on Mo Taozhi's body. There is also guilt, and the ex-mother occasionally mentions it, but only says that she took her things and asked her ex-father to treat her better.

"We've adopted her for so many years, can't we even collect some interest? And our care is not something that some mundane things can exchange. It's still her luck to meet us, if it's someone else, how can she hold her in her hands like us? A gracious expression made Yang Wenyao feel extremely disgusting, she, this is the favor she wanted to compete for before.

At this moment, Yang Wenyao was relieved, why bother asking why, maybe for them, this is a transaction, and even more so, it is a transaction of forced buying and selling, even if this is the case, they have nothing to be reluctant to themselves, as they said, just when these years of nurturing were bought out by the contents of the storage bag.

Now Yang Wenyao is curious about her biological parents and the shadow man, but what's the matter? The parents in this life are really loved, and there are so many grandfathers and brothers who hold themselves in the palm of their hands.

I just don't know where they can go with them. Regarding lifespan, Yang Wenyao never wanted to care about it, and cared. Their departure is for sure. Therefore, Yang Wenyao didn't think about the brother-in-law that her brothers cared about, after all, her lifespan must be different from others.

Thinking of this, Yang Wenyao's mood suddenly brightened, and this time cycle has its own certainty. After coming back to her senses, Yang Wenyao felt that the whole person was much more relaxed, as if the burden that had been pressed on her body for many years was put down.

He smiled at the ink, only to find that the scene in front of him shattered like shards, fell off, and then disappeared. What catches your eye is the singing of birds and flowers at the first destination.

Now Yang Wenyao can't believe it at all, whether it is real or an illusion in front of her, the illusion that has come and gone in the past few days has made Yang Wenyao's whole person feel bad.

Oh, maybe you can't say how many days it is, after all, who can say that the time in the illusion is real? Thinking of this, Yang Wenyao clicked on the light brain and took a look, and it was only less than 10 minutes since she deliberately looked at the ink shot.

Looking at the ink, can this illusion change the flow of time? Or is it that the place they go to is a world of its own, different from the interstellar flow of time? The solemnity under the eyes thickened the blackness of the eyes, blurred, and no longer a trace of emotion could be seen.

About the tacit understanding of this way, the two nodded at each other. Along the way, there is no big danger to the point of danger, but it is not only the parents who have encountered something. Yang Wenyao only prayed that they would not encounter illusions.

There is no such thing as a fantasy in the interstellar, after all, they believe in high technology more. If Yang Wenyao knows how to form a formation now, setting up an illusion or something, it will probably be useless. Because illusions can only confuse people's senses, and illusions like those that can confuse monitors can no longer be called illusions.

These days, especially since she saw the twiggling flower pattern, Yang Wenyao really felt that she was actually practicing in the cultivation realm now, not the interstellar experience she thought.

Illusion, unicorn, spirit worm. The recent events have given Yang Wenyao the illusion of staggering through time and space. Well, seriously speaking, in fact, Yang Wenyao is the most buggy existence in the interstellar. After all, before Yang Wenyao, there was little S in physical potential, maybe it was for the balance of the Heavenly Dao or for other reasons that Yang Wenyao didn't know, anyway, the overall strength of the interstellar was going to rise a lot.

It was about the sequelae of too many illusions, and Yang Wenyao was shaking again. The two moved forward synchronously, which can be regarded as entering a different world. That's right, for Yang Wenyao, these are two worlds, from high-tech buildings to primeval forests.

The wind blows through the forest, occasionally spilling down with a small piece of sunlight. When she arrived here, Yang Wenyao was shocked. Sunlight, the whole Kou Zhi has no light source at all. So now they're in the realm of illusions again?

I want to complain about it.,Once or twice can it be considered fresh.,It's always like this.,I'm already tired of it, okay? looked at Ink expressionlessly, wanting to hear his opinion, but saw Ink frowning, obviously a little impatient.

"This is no longer the planet you were on before, but I didn't expect you to have this kind of encounter, this kind of teleportation is really rare even before. Go look for it, there should be a lot of treasure in it. Just when Yang Wenyao was looking at the fork in the road ahead, thinking about how to break this illusion, there was a sound in his ears again. This time, there seemed to be something in his voice that Yang Wenyao didn't know.

The smell of the forest is always fresher than that of the metropolis, and there is a difference even in an era like Interstellar, when energy use and emissions are close to zero.

Listening to Mo Feng's words, Yang Wenyao's eyes wandered, and he carefully probed his body, but found that his spiritual power had not increased, but the early realm of Jindan, which had only been improved before, had stabilized. That's probably the credit of the previous illusion. (To be continued.) )