Chapter 1092: In the blink of an eye, many years have passed!

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Ning Chen squinted, and everywhere he looked, there were memories of the past.

Today, he has a high realm and unparalleled divine power.

Some mystical techniques can naturally be easily deduced.

It's just that when I calm down at this moment and reminisce seriously, I can't help but feel emotional.

When was it, the original free and easy young man, also dreamed that one day, fighting the sword mountains and rivers, in a thought, the flying stars and the moon and the sea and the earth.

Now, he has done it.

Not only is it unparalleled in killing power, but it also has the strength to reincarnate in life and death and reincarnation.

At the beginning, he came to this foreign country without hesitation, and in the final analysis, it was for her.

To be the king and hegemon, to be at the top of the giants, there is not so much desire.

"Drop everything and help you get back."

Ning Chen was silent for a long time and muttered to himself.

The morning and twilight of the past have been poured like a thousand miles of dams.

He couldn't forget that girl with a knife-mouthed tofu heart.

He can't forget the girl who always has something to do and is-for-tat with himself.

I can't forget the promises and expectations I once made to the girl.

Even if you have been gone for many years, if I am in the realm of Taoism, I am willing to help you return at all costs.

"Phew!"

In an instant, Ning Chen's eyes were closed, and the illusion of the girl in the depths of his pupils actually shattered into countless fragments, and then with his pupils, they all rushed out.

"Green Pear ......"

Ning Chen clenched his five fingers, hoarse voice, and called softly.

The illusion that should have been stored in my mind, and then forcibly forced out, was all suspended in the air, in the form of fragments, like fluffy snow, and the moment it briefly touched the void, it began to melt rapidly.

'Young master, the osmanthus flowers at the west end of the bridge are blooming again, and at this time of year, I have to make some osmanthus cakes, you can taste them, but they are sweet. ’

"Young master, you said that when I reach the age of marriage in the future, shouldn't I leave the Ning family?" Can...... I don't want to leave you. ’

'Young Master......'

The past is like a tide.

Ning Chen, whose eyes began to flow golden blood, bit his lower lip tightly, his whole body trembled slightly, he was forcibly resurrecting her in his mind with his divine power, and he had never forgotten her.

The deed is not accomplished, and the action is against the sky.

There will be a counterattack.

Rumble!

At this moment, Ning Chen could clearly hear the resonance of his chest, like the roar of the avenue, and like the hammer of the sky, every time he was shocked, he was dizzy and his consciousness tingled.

It felt like being wounded by a thousand cuts.

Whoa......

The near void is full of dust and smoke, true and false.

However, it was a vague void that seemed to be neither true nor false, and suddenly there was a voice in a daze and with doubts.

"Young Master?"

called softly, not daring to accentuate his tone, for fear of accidentally disturbing him.

is still the same as before, a seemingly stubborn, hard-mouthed girl, but in fact, in the bottom of her heart, she cares about herself the most.

Ning Chen's eyes lit up suddenly, and he almost lost his stability because he was too excited.

Peeling back the clouds, he seemed to see a shadow, pinching the green skirt in a cramped and uneasy manner, looking pitiful and not daring to squeak if he had done something wrong.

Cowering, eyelashes fluttering.

Dressed in a big green robe, swaying in the wind.

"Green pear."

After being silent for a long time, Ning Chen stepped out, stretched out his hand, gently held the other fair-skinned jade hand that had nowhere to place, and whispered, I'll take you home!

"Home?"

The girl looked up sharply, once again dazed.

"Yes, go back to Ning's house, go back to that small courtyard, go back to our home."

Ning Chen stepped out and stood shoulder to shoulder.

The green pear who subconsciously stood on the side, suddenly stepped on his toes, looked down, and saw that it was a person in mid-air, with mountains and rivers stretching under his feet, and white clouds transiting, very illusory and ethereal.

Hiss!

The girl gasped and swayed.

Ning Chen quickly stepped forward, grabbed the green pear, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

It used to be.

Now it is.

In the future, it will still be the same, where I am, no one can hurt you anymore.

He has never hugged himself, and it feels good to hold his head with his chin.

The girl pressed against Ning Chen's chest and whispered, "Young Master, I'm so sleepy now, it's like I've had a long, long dream, and when I wake up, it seems that everything has changed, and nothing has changed." ”

"If you're sleepy, sleep a little longer."

Ning Chen whispered comforting.

"Can't sleep."

The green pear shook her little head, and there seemed to be some fetters in her heart, surrounded endlessly, but she couldn't remember it clearly.

Pass through an endless reed.

The quiet green pear, suddenly his eyes lit up, pointed to the reed swaying alone, squinted and smiled, "It turns out that the reed is open again, I remember that Lao Huang likes to use the fluttering flotsam on it to scratch the nose of the red medicine." ”

"Hongyao glared at Lao Huang angrily every time, but soon, he smiled and rubbed his nose while chasing Lao Huang all over the yard, chattering, fun, fun."

Red medicine is still in the Ning family.

Lao Huang died in the spring rain in the city.

Personnel changes.

In the blink of an eye, many years have passed.

"Shall we bring a handful of reeds back? Red Medicine should be overjoyed by then. ”

Ning Chen suggested with a smile.

Green Pear clapped her hands and said, "Okay, okay." ”

"However, Lao Huang went to a distant place and couldn't come back in a short time."

"It's okay, we can wait for him."

Ning Chen hummed softly, facing the mountains and rivers, and said with emotion, "Yes, Lao Huang, I will always go home......"

In a blink of an eye, many original intentions have changed.

The farther and farther you go.

Instead of moving forward with a heavy load, it backfires.

It's better to put it down on the spot.

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