Do not mess with the concubine: God of War Lord please accept

Chapter 3906 Meeting in the Future
Ning Zhao couldn't help looking down at his hands, there was no difference.

What is this place, why can they still meet themselves, and they still can't see themselves, let her say anything, the other self doesn't respond, smiles on his face, and walks towards the boulder.

Their voices suddenly disappeared for some reason, leaving only the beautiful picture in front of my eyes, so warm and harmonious.

Ning Zhao's memory was still blank, she didn't know that what she was looking forward to was a long time ago.

What's missing?
One less man.

Ning Zhao looked around for another week, trying to find another person.

Half of this mountain top is as empty as the plain below, and the other half is a higher mountain. The top is full of uncanny craftsmanship, seemingly messy piles of rocks, and every stone can be seen to be unique.

Eh?Someone should have carefully sorted it out. In the weeds, a winding path can be vaguely seen, with no end in sight. After a few short sections, it disappears into the green trees.

Chacha - chachacha -

Just as he was about to look elsewhere, the swaying leaves and the rustling sound caught his attention again.

There is movement over there.

Not long after, as expected, someone walked out from there.

Wearing a silver-white robe, I couldn't see his face yet. After a few seconds, I finally saw that face. It was delicate and clean, a bit handsome, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and that smile was the most seductive and natural.

He should be looking at the person by the boulder.

Ning Zhao seemed to have forgotten that there was another self on the other side of the boulder, and she turned her head and looked at it foolishly.

For some reason, when she saw the silver-robed young man, her mind was no longer blank. His small movements and small steps raised clouds of smoke and dust in her mind. .

The smoke and dust filled the air, covering everything, and Ning Zhao felt that there were more scenes in the fog.

This scene should be a memory.

Looking back, the young master was actually in front of him, only two feet away.

"Zhaoer."

Hearing his voice, Ning Zhao was stunned. The words that had reached his throat could not be uttered, and he swallowed them back into his stomach again.

Looking at each other, the affectionate looking at each other made Ning Zhao feel familiar, as if at some point, they had known each other and got close, but there was no trace of it in the blank memory.

Perhaps, he did appear, but disappeared in a hurry.

The sound made the denseness in the memory change from static to dynamic, making it more chaotic.

"Zhao'er, it's me, Achen, we met in the future." Mo Juechen smiled, and his voice was softer.

The latter sentence comes with the wind, it is a gust of wind.

The gust of wind roared and raged in the smoke and dust, blowing it away as much as it wanted, and blowing it away as much as it wanted.

Push away the smoke and dust, and the field of vision becomes wider.

Scenes of memories emerged, as if the rivers were frozen, and when they met the warm sun of early spring, the setting sun melted pieces of thin ice one after another.

"Ah Chen!" Ning Zhao shuddered, staggered a few steps, and almost fell, "We're not in the Five Elements Reincarnation Pool, why are we here? And over there!"

After regaining consciousness, Ning Zhao suddenly looked at "myself". She had already comforted the crying child, the older child... No, it was Tian Ning, who was leading the rest of the children, holding a wooden sword, and demonstrating a Set of swordsmanship.

It turned out to be the Nine Heavens Jade Maiden swordsmanship.

The corners of Ning Zhao's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Oh, it's a very warm scene, but it's a gentle trap. This is the scary thing about the Five Elements Samsara Pool."

"Huh? Achen, you said just now that we are in the future. What is going on here? I can't understand what you mean." Ning Zhao asked puzzled.

"That's right, we met in the future, and I don't know why, maybe, what you and I think are almost the same."

(End of this chapter)