On a snowy night, the simple mud house, the candle flame flickered, and the word "Dian" was written crookedly on the shabby cloth banner in the corner of the wall, and the girl was dressed in plain clothes, kneeling on the ground and sobbing. This is what Mu Yun saw when he woke up.

Who is the girl?

Who am I?

Mu Yun was lying on a stretcher, his body was covered with a white cloth, his body was stiff and cold, and his brain was blank.

The door was pushed open.

A cold wind poured into the room, the candles struggled, the light and shadow swayed, and it was eerie.

"Who?"

The girl was shivering by the cold wind, stood up in a panic, and turned around to see a middle-aged man walking in, with a mustache, tall and thin, and richly dressed.

The girl became more nervous and said, "Three...... Third uncle!"

The middle-aged man smiled ill-intentionedly, patted the snow off his shoulder, and asked casually, "Thank you for your hard work at the funeral, I will go back to Baicheng tomorrow, it is said that Mu Yun still owes a lot of gambling debts, does Ying'er have any plans?"

Ying'er replied timidly: "I want to cultivate the spiritual field left by my wife and repay the gambling debts for the young master." ”

"The Mu family is a big family in Baicheng, isn't it a shame to let the girl stay in the town and pay off the debts for a dead waste?

The girl bit her lip and was speechless.

The third uncle came to the funeral on the surface, but in fact, he bullied the girl and was weak, and he deliberately came to grab the house and land!

"Of course, you have nowhere to live, but don't worry, because of the face of the Mu family, I will take good care of you!" The third uncle stared at the girl's chest unscrupulously, his clothes were propped up and bulging with a straight silhouette, igniting a scorching ** fire in his eyes, his breathing was slightly short, and he said impatiently: "You are by my side, be a little maid." ”

Ying'er endured her grief and indignation, and said stubbornly, "Ying'er is an orphan who was abandoned in the ice field, and she would have frozen to death if she hadn't been adopted by her wife. Although she has never read any books, Ying'er knows how to repay her kindness. The young master has unfortunately passed away, Ying'er will not follow others, I will work to support myself!"

"Don't mess around!" The third uncle's voice became fierce, and he took a step forward and said: "Now the world is dark and chaotic, demons are everywhere, demonic beasts are rampant, and the orcs in the north don't know when they will come over." You little girl doesn't even have a place to live, and you still want to survive in the ice and snow? Come with me!"

The girl was so frightened that she hurriedly retreated: "Don't come here!"

Third Uncle Mu tore apart the mask of hypocrisy and showed an evil smile, "Don't you still understand the third uncle's intentions? As long as you serve me comfortably, I will be promoted to a concubine in the future, and I will ascend to the sky in one step!

Ying'er forced back to the corner of the wall and shouted in panic: "I don't want it!"

"Don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink!"

The girl's helpless appearance aroused the evil fire in Uncle Mu's heart, he couldn't help it, and was about to pounce.

Ying'er had tears in her eyes, revealing a resolute look, and pulled out a handful of black tubes from her sleeve.

Muskets!

Uncle Mu was shocked!

This is a gunpowder weapon created by ancient mechanical technology!

Ying'er aimed at her chin and shouted in a childish voice: "Fang Hetian has been snatched away, in front of the young master's body, you still have to persecute Ying'er! I really can't live anymore, it's better to follow the young master directly!"

Third Uncle Mu was shocked and angry: "Is it worth doing this for a waste?"

"Don't force Ying'er!"

"You ......"

Mu Ying'er is fifteen or sixteen years old, with bright purple eyes, water waves like a clear spring, snow-white and delicate skin, delicate body, full breasts, round buttocks, although not fully opened, she is already a beautiful woman with a national color.

Her surname is very weak, she thought it would be easy to get, but she suddenly became extremely strong, and it was not good to rob her reputation after all. You might as well want to catch the old and indulge, pretend to leave first, and then secretly come back to take Ying'er away, not afraid of not getting the body of the little beauty.

Uncle Mu shouted angrily: "I don't know what to do! You can take the debt for the waste! When you can't pay the money, don't kneel and beg me to take it in!"

That's it.

Go off in a huff.

The wooden door creaked, Ying'er wiped away her tears, revealing a confused look, and finally the people she could rely on passed away, how should she live her life in the future!

Outside the hut, the snow was falling, the cold wind was raging, and the howl was like a monster roaring, destroying and devouring the girl's heart little by little. Bloody and chaotic times, monsters are rampant, and wars are frequent...... Fifteen or sixteen-year-old weak woman, how to protect herself?

The future is dark!

The more Ying'er thought about it, the more frightened she became, and the more she thought about it, the more desperate she felt, so she threw herself on Mu Yun and cried: "Young Master, you are gone, what should Ying'er do alone!"

Syllable!

Suddenly!

The bulky musket fell to the ground.

Ying'er was stunned, revealing disbelief.

Because Mu Yun opened a pair of eyes and was looking at the ceiling blankly.

Ying'er howled and cried, "The young master is back, the young master is finally back! Don't leave me alone anymore, okay? Ying'er is scared, she is really scared!"

Mu Yun's face was as pale as paper, and his lips were shivering from the cold, "Cold...... It's so cold!"

The feeling of great sorrow and joy, Ying'er almost fainted!

She hurriedly took out a broken quilt and covered Mu Yun's body, hugged Mu Yun's trembling body, and said with tears in her eyes: "You can beat me and scold me, don't leave Ying'er again!"

Mu Yun was so cold that he trembled: "Ying'er?"

He looked at the girl, it was a cute and well-behaved melon seed face, the facial features were very delicate, the dark eyes were like a jewel, the bulging chest, the thin waist, was a beautiful embryo.

Who is this beautiful girl?

Ying'er panicked, "Can't the young master remember Ying'er?"

Mu Yun's mind was empty, like a blank piece of paper, "I...... I can't remember anything. ”

Ying'er hurriedly comforted: "This must be the sequelae of the head impact, I have heard of a similar situation on the radio, it's okay, as long as the person is fine, Ying'er will always be by your side!"

Radio station?

What a radio thing is!

Memories began to appear, like shattered icebergs, some floating on the surface of the sea, others sinking into the sea.

"Where is this?"

"It's White Pine Town!"

Mu Yun's memory touched a little, "Is there a place on the mainland, what kind of country is this?"

Ying'er shook her head and said: "There are demons invading the north, there will be no human empire on the mainland, and Baisong Town will be under the management of Baicheng!"

"What year is it?"

"January 22, 1004 in the new calendar!"

Mu Yun felt that his brain was struck by a bolt of lightning, and he suddenly sat up excitedly and asked, "Say it again!"

Ying'er timidly repeated: "It's January 22, 1004. ”

Ying'er was a little scared.

What's wrong with the young master?

Mu Yun sat for a few seconds, and said to himself: "I remember, I remember! I'm Mu Yun!"

Mu Ying'er was overjoyed and said, "Do you remember?"

This Muyun is not another Muyun!

Muyun lives in the new calendar year 16211!

It's the year 1004 in the new calendar!

Spanning 15,000 years, how many spring and autumn transitions, how many times of decay and glory...... Mu Yun was in a trance, and he felt like a dream, he returned to the ancient world!

Is this true?

Ying'er saw that Mu Yun's face was not good, and hurriedly said: "If you can't think about it, don't think about it, just be a good person!" At that time, the therapists said that you were hopeless, and the bad guys in the casino ran to the house to smash things, and also stole food and money. The third uncle of the Mu family came by car overnight and snatched Fang Hetian, and even Ying'er almost ......"

The girl choked up again, and two tears flowed down her white cheeks.

It's just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, how much has she been wronged?

Mu Yun came to her senses, immediately wiped away her tears for the girl, and comforted: "Don't cry, I'm fine, I'm sorry to make you suffer." ”

Ying'er's beautiful eyes widened, and she sat there in a daze, and her tears flowed even more.

Mu Yun was at a loss: "Did I say the wrong thing?"

Ying'er said softly: "The young master has changed. “

Mu Yun was stunned: "Is there one?"

Ying'er hugged Mu Yun, and said with a happy face: "The young master has never been so good to Ying'er, I feel very happy!"

Mu Yun asked very strangely, "I've always been bad to you?"

"I didn't ...... No. ”

Ying'er closed her eyes and hugged Mu Yun tightly, not knowing where the strength came from, for fear that she would fly away if she didn't catch it.

Mu Yun is the girl's only family, and the only person she can rely on, that kind of deep attachment, as long as she is alone, you can feel it!

As time goes by, more and more memories are recovered.

Mu Yun gradually recognized a fact.

He does not belong to this era!

Muyun is from 15,000 years later!

At that time, the human race was prosperous and unprecedentedly brilliant!

Mu Yun is a world-famous master of magic, proficient in various spells, mastering more than 20,000 techniques, reading and researching 100 new techniques, compiling 12 sets of masterpieces, and has great influence.

As a result, there was an error in a soul forbidden art test, and Mu Yun thought that he would definitely die, but he didn't expect that his soul was drifting to more than 15,000 years ago!

Mu Yun struggled to recall history.

This year, the territory of the Terran is small!

This year, a new civilization has just sprouted!

This year, the martial arts of the art have just begun!

This year, alchemy, alchemy, talisman, and formation methods have just been discovered!

This year, the demons of the other world invaded, and the alien race was very strong. Hundreds of ethnic groups coexist, dividing all directions.

This year, the race wars continued!

This year, the human race has been in turmoil!

This year......

To the onlooker, history is a story to be told, a pale piece of text.

For those who have witnessed it, history is a flesh-and-blood reality, a vivid and vivid life.

Mu Yun, a magician from a glorious civilization.

Unexpectedly, I went back to a barbaric and backward chaotic era!

Ten thousand years of time, mulberry fields and seas!

If the number of spells is used to measure the prosperity of a period of civilization, there are now about 5,000 spells circulating in the human society, and most of them plagiarize foreign races, with various defects, as for the 15,000 years of later generations, there are more than 250,000 spells publicly spread in spell books alone, all of which have been perfected and optimized by countless warlocks, almost perfect!

Ying'er washed the wet towel and helped Mu Yun wipe her face, "How is the young master feeling?"

Mu Yun's stomach growled, and he said with a little embarrassment: "My head hurts a little, and there are ...... Do you have food at home?"

"Ying'er went to buy it. ”

Ying'er turned out a broken wooden box, a few cheap old jewelry, and a dozen dark red copper coins, which were a little change that Ying'er usually saved.

The mainstream currency of the Northland Federation is metal coins, which are forged from three precious metals, such as fire copper, mythril, and pure gold, with a ratio of 1000:1, and the purchasing power of a copper coin is only enough for a rough steamed bun.

When the third uncle learned that Mu Yun had woken up, he was afraid that Mu Yun would think of Lingtian, so he immediately left the town by car.

Now the whole property is 17 copper coins, and there are only 17 steamed buns.

How do you get by?

Ying'er put on a cotton coat, the color was too dark, big and thick, full of pudding, bloated and ugly, not at all like the clothes worn by girls. A rough towel was tied around her neck, and the painted wooden door was pushed open, and the cold wind sleet poured into the house, and the warbler staggered backwards and almost fell to the ground.

Ying'er quickly stood firm, pulled on her scarf to cover her face, and turned around and said, "I'll be back soon." ”

The girl withstood the resistance and walked into the wind and snow.

Mu Yun really couldn't bear it, but he couldn't do it for him, so he hurriedly shouted: "Don't worry, be careful on the road." ”

When Ying'er heard this, a warm current appeared in her heart.