Ning Sheng was fed a yellowish round pill, the surface was smooth, as if a film was enveloping the entire pill, and a faint medicinal fragrance permeated his mouth, and once swallowed, it melted.

And Ning Sheng felt her grandfather Ding Zhuang's arm holding her trembling slightly, and said with excitement in his voice, "Thank you Immortal Master for giving me medicine." ”

"The old man doesn't have to be like this, this little girl's consciousness has been injured a little, it's okay, Yun Shen Dan can help her recover." After speaking, he stopped looking at Ning Sheng, and naturally turned his attention to the girl he had rescued from the red-capped crane's mouth earlier, and Ning Sheng also felt much better.

"Yunyun Divine Pill, little old man is here to thank the immortal master." Of course, Ding Zhuang knew that the Yun Shen Dan was only able to be refined by the Sanpin Dan Master, and he was even more respectful when he looked at the young man in front of him.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Ning Can panted from far and near, and Ning Sheng only remembered in a trance at this time that Ning Can was not here, and there were two black boys beside Ning Can, who were half a head taller than Ning Can, and their unkempt hair was dangling in front of her eyes, it turned out that she was seeing things blurry and ghosting at this time.

When Ning Sheng fell asleep, he had a vague impression

The timeline stretched very long, as if she had returned to her mother's conception for the first time, warm, everywhere wrapped her, without a trace of light, but she did not feel scared at all, nor did she feel lonely.

Familiar feelings, everywhere, "Little one, meet again." Ning Sheng's ears opened and moved, gradually, I don't know how long it took, the world was gray and chaotic, she felt as if she was moving, moving from far to near, gradually getting bigger from a small age, being placed in a black gaseous thick ink mist, just wrapping her, and her body became a small clump, only the size of a newborn baby.

Then, slowly, there seemed to be something more around her, a little unclear, and her consciousness and mind were greatly satisfied.

It was so chaotic, hazy and ignorant that she was in such a chaotic state, holding her lotus-like black thing, spinning softly and slowly, without feeling dizzy, like a reassuring lullaby, humming softly, as if there was no sound, only in front of her.

Ning Sheng slowly had a strong feeling of wanting to open her eyes and take a look, she couldn't think of anything, she just wanted to take a look, and it took a long time, Ning Sheng finally opened her eyes, and she could also feel her body, small hands, soft, soft, like cotton, white catkins flying, floating little by little, in the scene that was within the reach of the small gaze.

She didn't move, she didn't blink and stared at the floating, but it was also a little, not moving at all, the whole time seemed to freeze, gradually, she couldn't think of anything, and the whole world was only her and the white catkins.

Far away, far away, far away, suddenly, the change was abrupt, and she was grabbed by a big hand holding her in the shape of a black lotus canopy, Ning Sheng tilted her head, her mind was blank, "The little guy who strayed into the gap in time, we meet again." ”

It's him!

It's just that who is he, what is the little guy in the time gap, Ning Sheng is full of eyes, only the person in front of him is left, just standing still, time is suspended at this moment, and the earth is barren.