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A pair of jewel-like beautiful dark blue eyes, at this moment, are looking at her with doubts, adding a touch of cuteness to the beauty.

Feng Ge never thought that a child could be so beautiful, it was as if he had come out of a painting.

In his hand, he held a red umbrella above her head, blocking the scorching sun.

"Are you a ghost? So, fear of the sun. Looking at Feng Ge, the little boy asked.

But looking at the little boy's eye-catching short silver hair and those dark blue eyes, Feng Ge's body was completely frozen and speechless.

"What's your name?" Looking at the little boy in front of him, Feng Ge couldn't help but ask, and his heart couldn't help but mention.

"My name is the night, the night of sorrow, the night of tossing and turning." Looking at Feng Ge, the little boy asked.

Hearing this, Feng Ge's whole person was already stunned on the spot.

"Now, what age?" Looking at the night, Feng Ge asked again.

"My father and mother said that it is now the fifty-sixth year of the mainland." Xiao Shuye said, I don't know much about the time on this continent.

How do you know, hearing Xiao Shuye's words, the expression on Feng Ge's face can no longer be described as frightened.

When she participated in the Fumen Contest before, she had memorized the general history of the Central Continent.

At that time, the age was 480 years on the mainland.

So, fifty-six years on the mainland is, four hundred years ago!

Isn't she dead? Why do souls go back four hundred years.

And who sent her here?

"Now it's my turn to ask you, what's your name and how did you die?" Looking at Feng Ge, Xiao Shuye asked.

"I, I." Looking at Xiao Shuye, Feng Ge didn't know how to speak.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it, your soul is unstable, reincarnate early! Otherwise, it's easy to get lost. Handing the umbrella in his hand to Feng Ge, Xiao Shuye got up and left.

"Wait." Looking at the direction in which Xiao Shuye left, Feng Ge couldn't help but speak, but the latter couldn't hear her words anymore and ran away.

If it was 400 years ago, would this be Yun'an Village?

Why did you come to Yun'an Village?

Just when Feng Ge was puzzled, a sea-blue bead instantly rolled into her hand.

At the same time, the light flashed, and Feng Ge's soul was once again pulled away by a force.

When I landed again, I was still holding the red umbrella in my hand, but the scene in front of me had changed, it seemed, a little earlier.

Holding an umbrella, Feng Ge walked in search of his memory, and finally, a village like a paradise suddenly broke into Feng Ge's sight.

The sky is clear, the sun is shining brightly on the whole village, the tender green new leaves, the mist of the fields, the clear river, and the villagers working constitute a harmonious and comfortable village in front of you.

The houses, located on the village road, are not built of gold bricks and silver tiles, but they are warm and harmonious.

Here, young and old, they all have blue hair, they work, laugh, and enjoy a happy life.

Yun'an Village, looking at the Yun'an Village in front of him, and thinking back to the Yun'an Village that was stained red with blood four hundred years later, Feng Ge's heart was complicated.

But why is she here, now, and when?

Just when Feng Ge was puzzled, there seemed to be a commotion not far away, gathering a group of Yun'an Village villagers.

Holding the umbrella, Feng Ge couldn't help but walk over.

Finally, in the crowd, I saw a small figure, lying on the ground for a little night, it looked like he was only three years old, two years younger than what he had seen before.

Could it be that this was the first time Su Ye came to Yun'an Village?

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