Chapter 1220

Listening to the soft voice of the young lady, Wang Baole smiled at the corners of his mouth, thinking of the pictures that he once liked to flirt with each other, and also recalling many past events when he was still in the Federation.

For example, in the airship that went to the ethereal Taoist academy, I ate chicken legs, such as the years when I became the first student in the Taoist academy and my habitual crotch kicking.

And ideals.

Whether losing weight or being proud, he still remembers what he expected when he was a child... To become president of the Federation.

For this dream, the image of his hard work still exists in the depths of his memory, as well as the Autobiography of a senior official, the success of the dean of Mars, which he has read well.

The past is in a hurry, and life is like a dream... Casual memories always make people sigh, just like a leaf, which has experienced spring, summer, autumn and winter, and its color gradually changes.

"Originally, inadvertently, my appearance has changed..." Wang Baole murmured in the bottom of his heart.

"Grown up." Wangbaole sighed softly.

Unconsciously, he stepped into the practice world. Although it was less than 200 years, it was not much different. The specific time himself was a little vague.

It's not because of the long time. In fact, it's a miracle that in such less than 200 years, the cultivation can reach his level simply from the perspective of practice.

But it seems reasonable to put it on him. After all, with the continuous revelation of the truth, Wang Baole himself has also understood that he is different from life in the universe in essence.

The key point that blurred his memory and the reason why his character changed was that he had experienced too much in these limited years, especially the line of destiny, which had a tremendous impact on his life.

So many times, Wang Baole feels that he is old, not the body, not the soul, but the heart.

It seems that many things, although no longer confused, are indifferent, but because they are indifferent, it is difficult to produce the passion as a teenager.

"The price of confusion." Wang Baole looked at the starry sky in the distance and smiled dumbly. Suddenly, he took the wish bottle out of the storage bag with childlike interest.

"Senior, I wish... Let my state of mind return to the time when I was young and energetic."

The wishing bottle was silent, and with a whoosh, it took the initiative to break free from Wang Baole's hands, as if with some disgust, and returned to its storage bag.

Seeing this, Wang Baole smiled a few times.

Even if the color of the leaves changes, he is still him, and the original youth still exists in the bottom of his heart.

"So... It's good." Wang Baole raised his right hand and gently waved it, and the ripples around him spread... Until all the places where he was located were covered, and the water surface... Reappeared under him again. As Wang Baole himself fell like a drop of water, the nine rings of ripples on the water surface scattered layer by layer.

Ninehundred years ago, he was not born, but it doesn't matter. This method of water and moon was invented by him. It can be said that looking at the whole Weiyang Dao domain, there may be few people who are more suitable for this technique than him.

Because his noumenon has witnessed the whole process of the universe turning into a stone tablet until now. From the beginning to the end, he... Has been there.

So as he raised his right hand and pointed to the water, the world he was in seemed to have been changed. In an instant, he... Returned here 900 years ago.

It was empty.

Once again, the ripples on the water made nine rings... In this way, Wang Baole calmly cast the magic, and the heaven and earth where he was changed again and again, making him walk in the long river of history, until he saw the birth of the universe, and then... To the universe of the protoss.

Soon, it was the world of zombies again, followed by the world where the endless magic blade was located, and then the chaos of resentment repair... Wangbaole calmly looked at all this, and the little sister did not know when she had sat beside him, did not speak, and stared at the changing starry sky together.

Until I don't know how long it has passed, the picture in the water... Stopped, and a little white deer appeared in it, with a little girl sitting on its back, and in front... Is a tall and straight white haired figure that can't hide the vicissitudes of life.

At the moment of seeing this figure, the little sister beside Wang Baole's body trembled, and the figure walking in the starry sky in the picture was a footstep.

Almost at the same time of its pause, Wang Baole raised his right hand and pointed to the picture. Then the heaven and earth where he was changed again. Everything disappeared and was replaced by the picture. In front of him was the vicissitudes but straight back. The little white deer closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, and the little girl nodded, as if there was a force of law, so that he could not meet in previous and present lives.

"Dad..." the little sister trembled, looked at the back, and muttered softly.

"Senior." Wangbaole bowed his head and bowed with fists.

The white haired figure slowly turned around, revealing a middle-aged face, handsome and elegant at the same time, gentle eyes, like elders.

It was in the life of the storyteller that the supreme of Outland finally appeared in front of Wang Baole. Wang Baole knew his surname was Wang, but he didn't ask the name taboo.

It doesn't matter. What matters is that they met again in the long river of time.

"Grown up." The middle-aged man with white hair looked at Wang Baole and Wang Yiyi, with a happy smile on his face and spoke softly.

"Dad!" The little sister couldn't help it any longer. With the tears flowing, she ran quickly to her father's arms. Like a child, she had more tears.

Wang Baole didn't disturb him. He stepped back and looked at the little white deer sleeping with his eyes closed, giving space for his little sister's father and daughter to talk to each other. At the same time, he was also observing his deer in his previous life.

Although he was immersed in his previous life and passed through the life of the little white deer in tianmingxing, this is the first time for him to see his previous life from this angle and in this way.

"Very happy." Wang Baole smiled. He could feel and see that the little white deer was happy from the bottom of his heart. It seemed that being able to accompany Wang Yiyi was the most satisfying thing for him.

As time went by, Wang Baole didn't listen to the conversation between Wang Yiyi and his daughter. He believed that if the Supreme Lord didn't want to hear it, he couldn't hear it with his own cultivation, so he simply closed his surroundings first.

Until I don't know how long it has passed, wangbaole heard a call.

"Little friend."

This voice is very gentle, with enough goodwill. Wangbaole turns around when he hears the speech, looks at Wang Yiyi's father, looks respectful, and bows again.

"My father-in-law calls me Baole." Wang Baole blinked. His heart had been analyzed before. With his father-in-law shouting, there was a few probability that he would be directly photographed back to reality, but if he didn't shout, he felt afraid that he wouldn't have this opportunity.

So, at this moment, just shout a try

Maybe the other party will acquiesce, right... After all, he is so excellent.

Baole is not afraid.

you 're right.

When Wang Baole lowered his head and comforted himself quickly from the bottom of his heart, Wang Yiyi's father's voice obviously changed.

"Say it again."

Wangbaole blinked