When I deliberately wanted to take Xueyin away, but I didn't succeed, and I never thought of bringing Qingya back, she inadvertently broke into this place and got the opportunity to go back. I can't waste it, maybe next time, it won't go so well.

"Think about that world, think of your father, think of the good times there......" I watched carefully as Yu Yu's expression changed, nostalgia and sadness alternated on her face, two lines of tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, a faint fluorescence enveloped her whole body, I took her hand and tried to take a step back.

A miracle happened, she stepped out of the body of the feather, and although it was still connected, her long crisp hair and simple denim shirt were already faintly visible.

"Daddy......" she murmured softly, I dragged her out in one breath, she pounced on me, hugged me and cried: "Dad, I shouldn't be willful, I should not listen to you, go to my sister, I should stay by your side, I was wrong, I was wrong......" She couldn't cry.

For a long time, the Feng Qingya in her memory never cried easily, and the only time she cried with her was for the Xuan Mingyu who had lost her.

At this moment, she is slightly more elegant and fragile than Shu Yuan, perhaps because her parents are both complete and have never experienced huge twists and turns. And Qingya in Shu Garden grew up with her sister Feng Xueyin in intrigue and intrigues.

"Alright, you can open your eyes." When I raised my eyes, I saw a little pale face, she smiled at me, sat down on the spot, and adjusted her breathing.

Qingya left my shoulder, her eyes blurred with tears: "Did you succeed?" ”

"Yes." I turned her body to Yu Yu, and she stepped forward in surprise, and suddenly, Yu Yu raised her hand to stop: "Don't come near me, lest you get together again." ”

Her words made Qingya burst into laughter.

Yu Yu sat cross-legged, looking tired, but she still looked at us with her eyes intent: "I know everything. She looked at Qingya, "You entered my body, so I also have your memories, go ahead." I am here, don't worry, I will help the spirit and save your sister. ”

Her calm and calm expression makes people trust. Qingya pursed her lips and nodded, turning to look at me: "How do you go back?" ”

"There." I pointed to the door, though, I couldn't get through, I thought, maybe because my mission here wasn't over yet, but Qingya, it should be okay.

She took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and slammed it down, holding my hand: "I'm there, waiting for you and my sister to come back." ”

"Go ahead. Less nonsense! "I withdrew my hand, and her return meant that the reunion between her and Mingyu, the future, really began to become unpredictable, and it also made my heart sour.

She walked towards the door step by step, and the eyes of me and Yu Yu were locked on her, and her success indicated that Xueyin's return was not far away.

She approached the door, and I held my breath, can it succeed? Will she be able to pass?

She stretched out her hand and reached for the door, and suddenly, the door erupted with a dazzling bright light, completely enveloping Qingya. And suddenly, the light suddenly fell into darkness, and the door was gone, and the elegance was gone.

In the end, did it succeed?

"It turns out that in our unknown place, there is another world, God, what is it hiding......" Xuan Yu let out this sigh in the silent darkness, and this sigh echoed for a long time in this empty space.

When I woke up from the dream, I found that the dawn had come again, like the sunshine of flowing water, sprinkled all over the room. Yu Yu lay quietly on the table, her hands seemed to be stacked with mine unintentionally, perhaps because of this small link, she entered my world.

Looking to the other side, Xuan Ming was still asleep, would his help to me affect his friendship with other Saints? However, Mingyu is a powerful psychiatrist, and I believe that he will also handle the relationship with each other.

Yu Yu's face was a little pale, describing exhaustion. I picked her up by the waist and walked out of the study gently, and when I saw Ling, he stepped forward worriedly and asked softly, "What's wrong with Sister Yu?" ”

"I'm tired. You send her to her room to rest. ”

Ling nodded, carefully took Feather from my hand, and turned away.

The morning sun was light and clear like a golden waterfall, and I couldn't help but look at their backs.

"How did you do that?" Suddenly, Xuan Ming's voice came from behind, and I turned around blankly: "What and how?" ”

He raised his hand, and I saw the fold in his hand, and his expression was surprised like never before, and it could even be said that he was amazed: "One night, just one night, how did you do it!" And, the buildings and tools on it, I've never seen before, what the hell is it? He excitedly opened one of the books, causing the other folds to fall from his hand to the ground.

What he has in his hand is a sketch of a windmill, which Feng Qingya drew last night. Many times, I suspect that in ancient mythology, Shennong and others, who brought advanced technology to the world, traveled through the past. Or like me, from another world. We brought civilization and advanced technology to drive the development here.

"What is this?" He stepped forward and asked, and I looked at the windmill and slowly explained, "It's a way to use the wind to speed up the grain harvest." These are left for later. ”

"Later?" He looked puzzled. I was stunned and began to pick up the folds that had fallen on the ground: "I mean...... After a few days, the design is complete, and then it will be used in the world......" casually prevaricated, in fact, ...... It is intended to be left to the spirit.

"For 100 years, we only knew to focus on the military." Xuan Ming helped me pick up the folds he had dropped, and said softly, "Because we are gods, we don't need food, and as long as the mortal people pray, we will give it, and this gift is also to mobilize materials from other sources." However, we forget that gods are not immortal...... Your words last night reminded me that we may really be wrong, and if we are destroyed, then how will these people survive? ”

"Oh, don't worry, people, they are the smartest species in the world, we are gone, they will adapt to the world, when they are hungry, they will think about finding food, picking fruits, hunting animals, and they will not sit there and wait for death." When I got up, Xuan Ming frowned deeply, holding the fold in contemplation.

"Let's go, why don't you accompany me to see my land." I patted him, and he came back to his senses, looked at me for a moment, and raised his characteristic smile again.

This is a world where gods and demons live together, and the members of the gods are very simple, they are the gods of the five directions, but above them, there are gods they don't know. It is rumored that the gods of the five directions were created by those gods, in short, here, it is more similar to the Chinese era, or ancient Greece.

Riding the auspicious clouds across the vast sky, Xuan Ming pointed out my territory to me. That is, in this world, God still rules the people, not the people themselves.

In all parts of the territory, there will be altars, and each altar has a sacrificial administration, which expresses the wishes of the people. For example, if you are sick, hungry, cold, or poor, you should pray to the gods for help, no matter how big or small. The gods are here, literally their babysitters.

I asked Xuan Ming, can they really solve all these problems with spells? Xuan Ming shook his head worriedly, the gods also have restrictions on their authority, and the gods have given them the people of the five directions to manage, but they cannot give mortals eternal life, nor can they rely on magic to give food and money to cure diseases. Therefore, they let the people develop naturally.

As gods, mortals are just ants in their eyes, so they never thought of really loving them and taking care of them. They pay more attention to the expansion of their territory and the movement of other races.

Now, Xuan Ming felt the importance of the people from the reproduction of them, and when he wanted to do something for them, he found that he didn't know where to start. And the annihilation of the previous Southern Saint Monarch made them suddenly realize that their lives were also limited.

He is not to blame for this, but because he is God, a God on high. I, on the other hand, am a person, an ordinary person.