The yellow sand in front of Feng Chen actually overflowed the rain, and he lightly touched it, and the yellow sand under his feet seemed to be held by a pair of invisible big hands, revealing the dry brown cracked river below.

A hundred years have passed, the river still maintains its former glory, the elevated terrain feeds the ancient Yellow River into a real heavenly water, Feng Chen stared at the familiar and unfamiliar river, he was slightly in a trance.

Before that dawn, in the bitter cold of the deep east, he wrapped himself in an overcoat and stepped into the surging water that flowed here, and then there was a simple building that was not big and only two stories high.

So he looked slightly to the east, where the hundreds of meters of yellow sand had been pushed away by himself, revealing a gray-white corner of the house, the white paint on it had already peeled off, revealing the mottling inside, Feng Dust walked over on foot, stretched out his hand to touch the traces of the years, as if returning to the years a hundred years ago.

Immediately afterwards, the river went down further, Feng Chen stretched out his hand to push, and the wind and rain suddenly became bigger, and the night seemed to have a silver dragon shuttling, and bursts of thunder shrouded this desert.

The countless yellow sand was pushed away again, with the dust as a dot, a circle with a diameter of tens of meters appeared in a deeper place than the river, and the old site of the small building also revealed the whole picture, the dust stopped, he looked up and saw that the yellow sand 100 meters high seemed to form a narrow and deep depth, firmly surrounding here, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"A hundred years are buried so deeply, if it is a thousand years, ten thousand years, it is unimaginable......"

The yellow sand can cover up the flowers of the past, but it can't hide the long river trajectory of the years, let alone the story of the broken walls.

Feng Chen walked on this ancient place that was once wet and now parched and crisscrossed with ravines, and he could feel the familiarity of the earth coming from the soles of his feet with every step.

There are traces of a flower garden here......

Here there are iron tools used by Su Yu when weeding, and in such an arid environment, they are rusty......

There are traces of more than a dozen iron locks that once held his body in place......

There are countless scratches on a broken boulder, Feng Chen stretched out his hand to touch these scratches, four vertical lines, and then pulled a horizontal stroke, which is five days, on this boulder, on the broken stones, there are all such traces, Feng Chen was moved, and a kind of softness in his heart seemed to be touched, he suddenly looked back, looked at the decayed and dilapidated small building, his eyes were slightly moist.

Decade......

Century......

Will there be a girl here with a gentle smile on her lips and a crescent moon waiting for her at the door? Was the flower garden in front of you in full bloom at the beginning?

Among these hundred flowers, is the girl who is more charming than a hundred flowers still sleeping?

Feng Chen shook his head with a smile, he suddenly closed his eyes, in the little traces left in this flower garden, in this deep buried earth, he clearly felt a tiny to extreme breath.

"Su Yu ......"

Feng Chen used the current me, the extremely red line in the center of his eyebrows bloomed with a red light, this desert trembled again, Feng Chen looked at the sky, and now I mobilized a trace of eternal source, the power from the purest plane in the fantasy box surged, this is the purest plane power, after this plane power came into contact with the surrounding environment, in an instant, this environment full of yellow sand was reversed!

A hundred years, spring to summer, autumn deep hidden, birds skimming, animals running, bringing the most essential things of life, originally hidden in the sand, buried in the dry land of countless plant seeds, began to sprout, grow, in this endless power of the plane, only a few minutes, the original dust around the growth of a tender green, and then like yellow on the green tone, this side of the yellow sand surrounded by the hundred years of the river that the remnants of the seeds of life can no longer get life in this life, at this time burst out of new life.

In the next second, the small building seemed to be completely new, although it was impossible to repair the broken walls, half-collapsed eaves, and decaying gates, but its upper surface seemed to be attached with a bright film, but it was just broken, and the years seemed to have left no traces here.

So, under the small yellow sand that suddenly appeared on this side, an oasis appeared, Feng Chen opened his eyes, looked at the ancient river channel covered with green grass, and looked at the flower garden under his feet, he showed a trace of satisfaction, the power of his plane is not the power of creation after all.

Under the rain, it is more vivid, and there is a fragrance.

He moved his gaze back to his feet, the flowerbed covered by green grass, he leaned down slightly and a little again, and suddenly the soil around the flowerbed took that finger as a dot, the earth shook slightly, all the soil began to collapse, sink, under the night, a ghostly light flashed away, and a black coffin shrouded in a black and purple aura slowly arched out by the soil, and finally appeared firmly in front of him.

Feng Chen's gaze revealed the vicissitudes and profundity, and his gaze instantly passed through the black coffin with a trace of purple qi lingering, and in the dead and silent world, there was a woman with dark purple long hair and a shawl, and a familiar aura slowly wandered beside him.

She seems to have grown a little taller, Feng Chen remembered that she seemed to be half a head lower than herself, looking petite and cute, she hadn't seen it for a hundred years, and the previous youth on the person in front of her seemed to fade, and then replaced by a maturity.

She seems to be a little fatter, no, it is better to say that she is plump, I remember a hundred years ago, the person in front of her as a whole has a sense of bones, like a butterfly dancing on the field, and now, she still has a sense of skin, but the pair of wings of this butterfly has become wider, bewitching, and full of different styles.

Delicate and with a hint of pride, the chin is slightly raised, the lilac lips, the closed eyes, the delicate collarbones, the straight long legs, and the white dress with a clean and harmonious voice, just like a woman in a book.

Feng Chen stretched out his hand to attach the black coffin, his heart moved, the lid of the black coffin was turned into a puff of black and purple smoke and dissipated, Feng Chen smiled, and said:

"Su Yu, how long do you have to sleep?"

In the next second, Feng Chen seemed to see that the eyes that had been closed for a hundred years showed a touch of brilliance, and the dark purple light purple eyes that were not mixed with any magazines were a little unfocused, but Feng Chen felt as if he was looking at the vast dark purple starry sky on that side.

Su Yu's index finger moved slightly, and then, she opened her eyes, and then she covered her head, and her short and blank thoughts flooded down like sea water.

"I remember...... I'm sleeping...... In Eternal Sleep ......"

At this time, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from his ears, and Su Yu suddenly followed the sound to see a man with a delicate appearance who looked like he was very close to him.

"Smack!! Su Yu didn't say a word and slapped the past, Feng Chen didn't expect Su Yu to slap himself the first thing he did anyway, and he didn't react at all, this can be firmly thrown on his face, the corners of Feng Chen's eyes twitched, and he said angrily:

"Su Yu, are you still angry to get up?! You better go back to sleep! ”

Su Yu's eyes were strange and vigilant, she leaned on the inside of the black coffin, looked at the man in front of her with a serious face, and asked sternly, "Who are you?!" Why wake up Miss Ben?! This barren mountain and wild mountain! What do you want to do?! ”

Feng Chen looked at Su Yu suspiciously, which one is this?

"I warn you not to come here! I'm from the abyss! What year is it?! Tell me! And also! Why can you wake me up!! By the way, Lord Seal?! How did you find this place?! Are you human or abyss?! Su Yu's face was full of vigilance and coldness, staring directly at Feng Chen.

"I'm Feng Chen......" Feng Chen was stunned in place, he didn't look at Su Yu at all, and he felt that the beating frequency of the heart in the body opposite was very fast, very chaotic, he was completely confused, this script was not written like this, shouldn't he wake up Su Yu by himself, and then everyone was happy, and took her to continue his journey, seeing all the Chang'an flowers all the way?

"Su Yu...... You...... Amnesia? Or did you sleep stupidly? Feng Chen asked tentatively, he just wanted to walk over, and Su Yu on the other side was like a fried tiger, and shouted coldly: "Stop!" You're one step ahead! I...... I...... I ......" Su Yu was suddenly speechless, she turned over, stepped on the grass and flower garden with a pair of jade feet, hurriedly picked up the stone and pointed it to her head, and said viciously: "You take another step forward!" I'll fight with you! ”

“……”

"Good, good!" Feng Chen stretched out his hand to show that he had no malicious intent, and he said with a serious face: "Su Yu, I am Feng Chen!" That dust! Take a closer look! ”

"Look what! Are you blind to me? Lord Sealing Dust is different from a little white face like you! And what's that thing in the center of your eyebrows, weird guy! Su Yu's dark purple eyes glanced at Feng Chen's delicate face, and gritted his teeth in his heart and said secretly:

"When did this guy become so thin and tender, and it looks like he has woken up early, and he didn't wake up the great Lord Su Yu! What's even worse is that this guy smells of other succubi, damn it!! ”

How could I forget the person in front of me and turn into ashes!

"That's not a strange thing...... Feng Chen couldn't cry and laugh, the trinity, the past was fused into one, and the same is true now, the two are extremely black and red, and his face is completely his own when he was young, and the future me in his perfect form has eliminated all his impurities, even time.

"Heh, what do you say? I also said I was the daughter of one of the top 12! How many years is this year? And something else! Recruit from the truth! ”

After Su Yu finished speaking, he suddenly found that the vicissitudes of life crossed Feng Chen's face, showed a gentle smile, and said:

"Su Yu, there is no Huaxia anymore, only the Federation, you and I are separated, a hundred years are like smoke."

Su Yu's eyes widened suddenly, she didn't expect that a hundred years had passed, just when she was stunned, Feng Chen narrowed her eyes and asked in a questioning tone, "You?" Come to think of it? ”

"I remember...... What the? Su Yu glared at Feng Chen viciously, a trace of watery tenderness flashed in it, but there was still vigilance and coldness on his face, and his calm voice carried a slight undetectable trembling.

"You said you were the dust! Where's the evidence?! ”