Vol 8 Chapter 548: Nightmare

Ye Wuchen’s incomprehensible smile, put the little girl in her arms down, raised the star-studded sword, and appeared a gray fruit in the other hand. He slowly moved away from the soul of the soul and said with the mind. : "Southern, convergence spirit, don't think about anything..."
When the Northern Emperor worked hard to find this soul, it was to rescue her from the sword. This moment is the moment when the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor are eager to see. However, no matter whether South Children forgive them, they may have felt that they are blind to seeing their daughter. Their battle triggered a series of disasters, and Naner also became one of the victims of this disaster. The terminator of the disaster is Ye Wuchen.
A space has the existence of God, then one day will lead to the existence of the demon, the opposite of the good is evil, because there is no simple good, then the separation of the evil will form a demon. Although the Great Devil is dead, the next Demon will one day. However, if Ye Wuchen still exists at that time, the formation of the devil will no longer be a scourge. And if there are fewer evil thoughts between people and less fighting, the production of magic will become more and more difficult, even if it is generated, it will be weak.
Touching the soul fruit and the comet sword, a group of black mangs spread from the soul fruit, shrouded the entire comet sword, and a short pause, Ye Wuchen’s hand retracted, leaving the soul fruit small Above the girl's chest.
The undetectable colorless ray is released from the soul fruit and blends into the little girl's body, while the soul fruit is shrinking at a noticeable speed during the release process, from the original thumb size to the size of the nail. It became the size of a small stone... In the end, it disappeared directly.
And this body belonging to Naner finally reacted slightly, and the thin, translucent eyelashes shivered slightly above the closed eyes.
"Hey..."
A tender, tender and lazy voice spilled slightly from the corner of Nan'er's mouth. Her eyelashes were twitching gently, struggling to open her eyes, and a few delicate fingers like snow flicked and swung around. Soft beach underneath. Finally, after repeated efforts, her eyes slowly opened... The opening of her eyes also showed that her consciousness had recovered at least half of her.
I don’t know how many years of eyes that didn’t touch the light suddenly touched my eyes. If I was stabbed, I immediately closed it. The mouth was accompanied by a panicked
ah
sound. She raised a small hand and covered it in front of her eyes. The upper body sat up carefully. This opened my eyes more carefully.
The hand that was covered in front of the forehead was released, and the bright eyes of Naner’s eyes looked at the masters around him in the flashing excitement of the stars, and looked at the world around them. The small nose gently moved and breathed the fresh and incomparable sea ​​breeze. In the sword, she can only use the power of the comet sword to recognize the world, use the spirit to observe people, and feel the taste... that is to look at it with the real body, and feel it is completely different. She suddenly forgot that her body is a four-and-five-year-old girl's body, and she is intoxicated in this dreamy reality.
"Oh..." The body she had just stood up suddenly fell down and was supported by Ye Wuchen. Naner's arm held his arm and excitedly moved his eyes: "Master, I have a body... ...I really have a body."
She has a body, but there is no power. Although she is the real daughter of God, at the moment she does not have the power of God, but does not have any difference from a most ordinary human girl. She did not care about this, or in the incomparable excitement, these have been directly ignored by her, dreams come true, she only has full of joy and joy.
"Yeah." Ye Wuchen smiled and responded. Nan's voice is also completely different from the voice of the girl's soul that she passed in the sword. The sound at this time is much more tender than that in the sword, but the same is sweet and ethereal. Looking at this little girl who is not taller than her waist, what he thinks is...
I don't know how many years to raise...
Counting it, it’s about the same age as Sichen...
Sichen...
When I think of Sichen, a heart that has settled in my heart for a long time has poured into my mind, and the excitement in his heart caused by Naner has been replaced by an eagerness. He supported the little body of Naner and said to her: "Naner, your soul and body have been away for too long, and it takes a long time to fully fit. Now it has just merged. It is best not to use too much awareness... ...that is to say, take more rest, understand?"
Naner nodded hard and then smiled at him. The feeling of laughter is really good.
"That... I am obedient, first go home with Xiangxiang, let Xue and my heart know that they have another little sister. Tell them that I have nothing at all, don't worry at all."
"Ah? But... I am obviously bigger than them, and they are much better. They are sisters." Naner was dissatisfied with the dissatisfaction.
"But what you look like now, how to look smaller than them." Ye Wuchen said helplessly.
"Hey..."
Looking at the incense and taking Naner away, Ye Wuchen’s face slowly slowed down. He took his hands and looked at the white mirror in his hand and said softly to it:
Sichen... wants to go Look at my mother..."
"I want to... I want to see my mother, I want to see my mother and my father together."
Just like the sound of the heavens passed to the ear, Ye Wuchen's whole body shook a little, and in the shaking of the eyes, he looked at the mirror in his hand and turned into a girl of three years old in the white light... his daughter. She looked up at her head and squinted at him. The thin eyebrows and the pink lips that were curled up portrayed one of the most beautiful smiles.
From the shock, to the ecstasy, Ye Wuchen was deeply moved. He hugged his mind and whispered: "...Sichen, I am going to wake up my mother, she must also miss her daughter very much. ""
The space was split and switched. They appeared in a cold ice crystal room. In front of them, it was the shadow that slept in the ice.
Ye Wuchen's hand pressed on the ice, silently watching the burning dreams in the silence. They met four years ago, and they were destined to entangle their lives because of the fascination of Xue Yanyan. If they do not meet each other, their fate will be greatly different... but she meets herself and is more of her great misfortune. On that day, she gave birth to her daughter... and then she slept in the ice for four years.
In the Northern Emperor Sect, when she knew that she was pregnant, what kind of joy and despair would be felt, and what kind of pain was when the child almost lost. And all of this is what she bears alone, but at that time he is in another world.
"A nightmare, if you have an afterlife, are you still willing to meet me?" He whispered, wondering if she was asking her, or asking herself. He closed his eyes and said softly: "A nightmare, wake up... I have let you wait too long..."
The green light will completely fill this not too big space, and the power of Ye Wuchen's life at that moment is so powerful. He needs to restore the vitality of the Yan Meng dream. All that is needed is a moment. When the green light shines, the ice of the ice-cold nightmare is also dissipated as if it were atomized. The sorrowful dreams wrapped in the green light are falling from the air, and Ye Wuchen hurries forward, carefully clinging to it. Her body.
"Mom... Mom..." Sichen floated to the other side of the Yan Meng dream like an elf. He called her over and over again with his own voice. The little hands gently pulled her clothes. . Ye Wuchen smiled and felt the vitality and body temperature of her recovery. She looked at her so quietly. For a long time, he did not look at her so close, and did not touch her body like this.
A wave of slight soul power came from, but it was from Sichen. Ye Wuchen just wanted to lift up, but suddenly felt the slight movement of his body. He hurriedly turned his gaze back, with a pair of eyes just opened. Four eyes are opposite.
At that moment, joy, apology, joy, embarrassment, love... Too many emotions are mixed together. He said three words gently: "You wake up"... Then, I can’t say anything else. The words, consciousness, seem to be embarrassing under the gaze of these eyes.
"Mom... Mom... Dad..." Sichen fell to the ground, happy to watch the waking dreams, and there was something shining in the eyes, her smile was quickly bitter. The water droplets are drawn down one by one.
This is the first time that Yan Yumeng heard her daughter’s call. All the language seems so pale at this moment. She can only vent her tears. Ye Wuchen, who once thought that she has died, once thought that she was dead. Her own daughter, who once thought she could never see it again... Now, she is gathered together like a dream. She woke up. After waking up, she saw her beloved man and her daughter. .
Although the vitality has completely recovered, the four-year freeze has prevented her from regaining her free control of the body in a short period of time. She can't hold them tight. She can only concentrate all her strength on her hands, grasping him with one hand and grasping with one hand. With my daughter, they are closely connected with them and never separate.
The soul volatility just was not that Sichen used her power to wake her up, but before she woke up, she passed her memory to her mother... Telling her what she knew all these years, including how her father and daughter meet. And Ye Wuchen has done everything in the past few years. She is her mother, between mother and daughter, what needs to be concealed between the family. These years, although they are not accompanied, but through the transmission of memory, Sichen let her look at her own growth over the years, let her see how his man has reached a peak.
"No Chen...Sichen..." Yan Mengmeng calls for the names of the two most important people in his life. Each word is made up of tears. This is a... a beautiful dream, a dream that never wakes up.
Xue Yanyan did not know when it appeared in front of the ice room, standing there and watching the family embracing each other, the smiling face quietly traced the traces of crystal. She gently left, all the stagnation in the heart, all the worries, all the hangings disappeared at this moment without a trace. He is back, Si Chen is back... Even she finally woke up, maybe, there will be no more perfect ending than this. From the heartbreak when I received the letter from Ye Wuchen a few days ago, the joy at this moment, from to heaven, can be completed in such a short period of time. She looked at the white sky, smiling like a snowy goblin, trying to think about how her body went to "punish" him...


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