Chapter 1505: Running

Because he had been dreaming, Han Jin could not tell whether he was Zhuang Zhou or the butterfly that Zhuang Zhou dreamed of.

Subconsciously, Han Jin did not want to have children.

...

When Xia Ling completed the mission and left the world.

Han Jin took her hand and stood beside her hospital bed, still looking at her tenderly.

Both are over 80 years old, and in this world are grandpa and grandma.

However, Han Jin, who is in his eighties, even with silver hair, climbed up the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and looked at Xia Ling's eyes still gentle.

Su Ying, do you believe in your next life? "

"Ok?"

"No matter how many lifetimes I have, I hope we can stay together."

"Good." Xia Ling said slowly.

Looking at Han Jin, Xia Ling wanted to see something from his look, but all she could see was gentleness.

Xia Ling: "If there is a next life, the next life, we will wait for you to come to me."

...

Life stopped, and a piece of white light diffused in front of Xia Ling's eyes.

She returned to the white space of consciousness.

The white air flow and the black air flow are intertwined, and evenly matched forces are entangled in the depths of her consciousness.

White is holy and indifferent, and black ...

"Hi, did you say that the Devil is thinking of something?"

Xia Ling stared at the airflow and asked softly next to him.

In the end, the dialogue and eyes really made Xia Ling suspect, Demon ... Did he also restore some memories like her?

"What do you think of?" A low, gentle voice.

"You ... you are ..." Xia Ling shook.

She looked to her side.

A gray airflow outlined a long and standing figure.

The black eyes are deep and quiet, and the slight light and shadow are like countless stars born and annihilated in his eyes, so deep that people do not dare to spy.

However, facing Xia Ling, looking at the girl with silver hair and black eyes, Ji Yuan's lips were slightly hooked. The prosperity and gentleness of the blossom completely engraved Xia Ling.

"Demon ... Demon ..." Xia Ling recovered his voice after a while.

"Lingling, my name is Jiyuan." Jiyuan still smiled.

He looked at her.

The girl's eyes flickered violently, but she never dared to think, and she would meet him directly.

"I used to tease me in the world of Xiaoqian before, but now I don't dare to recognize a real person?" Ji Yuan sighed lowly.

The distinguished Tsinghua's eyebrows suddenly appeared sad, looking like abandoned precious pets.

No ... If Ji Yuan is a pet, what kind of master can't bear to throw it away in this gorgeous look?

Xia Ling: "I don't dare to admit it, just, just why did you suddenly appear in my consciousness space?"

Awareness space, this is the most private place for each tasker.

Except for themselves, no one else can enter.

How did Jiyuan come in?

"You miss me, so I'm here." Ji Yuan smiled.

This skill of sultry has returned to Jiyuan from all the consciousness that Xia Ling has stunned.

The ancestor of the abyss would even say this kind of love story, spread it, even if the universe collapsed, the twelve main gods would not believe it.

Of course, Jiyuan has come to the blue star world from their world.

Not in the same dimension, the blue star is covered by Ji Yuan's qi. Even if the twelve main gods want to take advantage of Ji Yuan's calamity, they must first find this dimension.

Xia Ling's body was dry.

There was no blushing in consciousness, so the light and shadow of her body tremble slightly.

(End of this chapter)