Chapter 1,403 Senior Song, Let’s Make the World More Interesting

Thousands of years ago, the ancestors of the Song family might not have had the surname Song.

"Senior Song is Senior Song, I am not mistaken." The night wind blew through the window, blowing the girl's long hair, bringing a faint fragrance.

The girl gently stretched out her hand and stroked the hair beside her ear. There was an indescribable elegance in her every move.

"Not the Emperor of Heaven." Song Shuhang whispered.

The Emperor of Heaven who possessed Yu Rouzi at the beginning gave him a completely different feeling from the 'Yu Rouzi' in front of him.

However, the Yu Rouzi in front of him was definitely not Yu Rouzi herself.

The style of the painting was not right.

Yu Rouzi smiled and said, "Senior Song, don't worry, I am certainly not the Emperor of Heaven, but... this time I can see Senior Song again, and it has something to do with the way of time."

She stood up slightly, suddenly approached Song Shuhang, and at the same time she stretched out her right hand and slowly touched Song Shuhang's cheek.

Song Shuhang subconsciously leaned back, trying to avoid her little hand.

But Yu Rouzi's right hand followed him like a shadow, gently touching his face. The cold little hands, without a trace of human warmth... Yu Rouzi's body now seemed to be frozen.

"Unconsciously, a thousand years have passed. However, Senior Song is still the same as I remember. More than a thousand years have passed, and my memory is still so good." Yu Rouzi showed a satisfied smile, and when she smiled, her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.

[The Way of Time... A thousand years. ]

Song Shuhang immediately thought of his "dream-entering" talent. His dream-entering talent has a similar function, ignoring time and space, and forcibly inserting into other people's lives.

However, Yu Rouzi's state is different.

"Future?" Song Shuhang's heart moved and asked in a low voice.

If it weren't for the Emperor of Heaven's possession, plus the factors of "the Way of Time" and "a thousand years", could it be that the future Yu Rouzi in front of him was briefly possessed by the "present" Yu Rouzi?

Yu Rouzi a thousand years later? Or even Yu Rouzi in a longer time?

"I don't have much time left. I'm really happy to have met Senior Song this time and spend such a long time with you." Yu Rouzi said softly.

She did not answer Song Shuhang's question directly... maybe it was inconvenient to answer. But judging from her expression, Song Shuhang should have guessed it right.

The future Yu Rouzi, her personality has changed so much? If this is really the future Yu Rouzi, what factors make her jumpy and become such an elegant personality?

Yu Rouzi's little hand moved away from Song Shuhang's face, and then she looked at everyone in the room.

Senior Turtle, Lady Onion; Meritorious Snake Beauty, Fairy of Creation; Invisible Knife Gu, Fighting Kangaroo; Su's A-16 and Sister White Dragon, and Li Yinzhu who was also sleeping.

This is her matching the characters and memories one by one after more than a thousand years.

She took a few steps to Song Shuhang's bedside and looked at A-16 and Li Yinzhu who were sleeping.

"Haha, A-16 looks so small at this time." Yu Rouzi laughed, and then she stretched out her finger and poked the dragon horn on Su's A-16's head.

"Hmm~" Su's A-16, who was in a coma, called out in a daze and turned over.

So small? Will Su Shi's Sixteen still grow up in the future?

Sixteen... can he really grow? Song Shuhang was a little skeptical.

"Senior Song." Yu Rouzi turned around, put her hands behind her back, and showed a playful smile: "In the future... you must live well."

Song Shuhang was suddenly filled with a feeling of pain when he heard this.

Yu Rouzi's words seemed to make his life difficult in the future?

"How many times will I die in the future?" Song Shuhang asked.

He didn't even ask if he was dead, but directly asked how many times he had died. In just four months, Song Shuhang's consciousness had been sublimated to such a heavy level.

"This is... a commercial secret, please don't spread it." Yu Rouzi said seriously.

"Hahaha." After hearing Yu Rouzi's answer, Song Shuhang laughed out loud.

Well, even the elegant Yu Rouzi, her escapist nature has not changed.

"The time has come, then... we'll see each other then." Yu Rouzi stretched out a finger and shook it: "It's been a thousand years."

"One last question." Song Shuhang hurriedly asked: "Why haven't we seen each other for a thousand years?"

This question is very important to him.

Why haven't we seen each other for a whole thousand years?

Is there something wrong with Yu Rouzi? Or is there something wrong with him? Or is there something wrong with the future world?

"Well, because Senior Song, you went into seclusion for more than a thousand years. I've thought about it. The interpersonal relationships of high-level cultivators are getting colder and colder, which has a lot to do with the fact that they often go into seclusion for hundreds or thousands of years. A thousand years is almost equivalent to the life of an ordinary Spiritual Emperor." Yu Rouzi stroked the long hair beside her ears and replied.

Song Shuhang: "..."

After Yu Rouzi finished speaking, she returned to her seat by the window. She elegantly pulled up her skirt and put her hands on her cheeks: "Senior Song, in order to make the world more interesting, please create more interesting secrets and exciting forbidden areas."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Before Song Shuhang could answer, Yu Rouzi's body temperature gradually recovered, no longer as frozen as before.

Normal Yu Rouzi is back.

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Song Shuhang lowered his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand, and looked at his palm: "Retreat for a thousand years?"

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Things, the eighth-grade Xuansheng and the ninth-grade Jiexian often go into seclusion for a thousand years at a time. The immortals are even worse, some immortals go into seclusion for eternity at a time. "Sister Bailong's gentle voice sounded.

"Really?" Song Shuhang said.

In the future, can I also do something as impressive as "seclusion for a thousand years"?

It always feels wrong.

"By the way, speaking of which...I haven't seriously closed my eyes once since I started practicing." Song Shuhang murmured.

So, he felt that his "seclusion for a thousand years" sounded weird.

Eighth Cultivator Cong Niang: "Hehe. ”

A man who has already reached the fifth level in less than five months, would he retreat for a thousand years?

It’s impossible!

If Song Shuhang continues to advance at this pace, with an average of one level per month, he will be promoted to the ninth level of the Immortal in January next year, and he may become an immortal in February next year, and he will have to fight against the Heavenly Dao in March next year.

Cong Niang is completely desperate.

She used to have an ambition.

She wanted to practice hard, become stronger than Song Shuhang, and then fight against him. There was a time when her realm was only a few small realms away from Song Shuhang, and she felt that if she worked harder, she might be able to catch up with Song Shuhang.

One of the three major illusions in life is ‘I can definitely fight back’.

But now, even if she got the ‘Nine-cultivation Phoenix Knife’, she didn’t think she could catch up with Song Shuhang. More importantly... the Nine-cultivation Phoenix Knife was more affectionate to Song Shuhang than to her.

She must be a fake eighth-cultivator.

Boom~~

Yu Rouzi, who was by the window, suddenly bumped her head against the table.

She raised her head abruptly and opened her eyes.

“Senior Song! "Yu Rouzi called.

Song Shuhang: "We are here, everyone is here."

"It's not good, Senior Song. Our spirit ghost contract is broken into four parts." Yu Rouzi said anxiously.

Song Shuhang: "..."

So from this point in time, Yu Rouzi was occupied by the "future"? If it weren't for that queen-like smile, Song Shuhang wouldn't have noticed it at all.

If you think about it carefully, the last "queen-like smile" could it be a hint from the future Yu Rouzi?

And the awakened Yu Rouzi seemed to have completely lost the memory of the middle period.

"Don't worry." Song Shuhang patted Yu Rouzi gently: "My spirit ghost contract is also incomplete, I am still alive and well."

"Then can our spirit ghosts be saved?" Yu Rouzi looked at Song Shuhang expectantly.

"As long as the "Spirit Ghost Contract" is still there, it means that our "Spirit Ghosts" have not disappeared. One day, we will find them back. "Song Shuhang comforted her.

If the ghost dies, the 'ghost contract' will completely dissipate.

Song Shuhang's incomplete ghost contract and Yu Rouzi's broken ghost contract both mean that their ghosts are still alive.

Theoretically, the two do have a chance to get their ghosts back.

"Senior Song!" Yu Rouzi held Song Shuhang's hand tightly: "Let's work hard together!"

This time, her little hand was warm.

Song Shuhang nodded: "Yes, let's work hard together. ”

The sad [Retrieve Spirits and Ghosts Alliance] was established.

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At night.

The petite Su Shi’s A-16, Li Yinzhu and Yu Rouzi slept on the big bed.

Song Shuhang slept on the floor.

The Meritorious Snake Beauty and the Fairy of Fortune returned to Song Shuhang’s body.

Senior Turtle curled up into a ball, and Lady Onion was stuck on its shell and meditated.

The active kangaroo was put back into the core world by Song Shuhang.

The invisible knife Gu floated quietly in the air.

The next morning, the sun rose.

Su Shi’s A-16 was still unconscious, and Yu Rouzi He didn't sleep well, with half of his body and long legs pressed on Ah Shiliu.

Senior Turtle and Lady Onion remained motionless.

The invisible knife Gu was still floating in the air.

Song Shuhang opened his eyes and found a shrunken version of Li Yinzhu lying in his arms.

Year Month Day: : 10:00, Sunday, sunny.

When he woke up, the phone in his arms vibrated.

Song Shuhang took out his phone and found that it was the call from 'Master Zuiyue'.

Song Shuhang opened the phone and lowered his voice: "Hello, is it Senior Zuiyue? Have you arrived?"

"Who are you, fellow Daoist? Why is your number a mess of garbled characters? Did you send me an address coordinate yesterday? What do you want to talk to me about?" Senior Zuiyue asked.

Song Shuhang burst into tears.

"It's me, Song Shuhang, Senior Zuiyue. We agreed to go to the 'Food Fairy' together yesterday." Song Shuhang said.

Master Zuiyue: "I'm sorry, I actually forgot all about this."

"It's okay, I understand. Because, you and I are both obscure people now." Song Shuhang said.

Zuiyue Jushi's heart suddenly warmed up, and he felt an inexplicable resonance: "So that's how it is, Brother Song, you will also be forgotten by others like me. I will set off for Wenzhou City right away and arrive in a few hours."

Song Shuhang hung up the phone and called Senior Bai again.

But no one answered Senior Bai's call.

Senior Bai is still in seclusion?

Song Shuhang pinched his chin... With Senior Bai's luck, he shouldn't miss such a good thing as the Immortal Feast, right?