(Sorry, I was temporarily locked up in a small dark room. I locked up 8,000 words, and eventually overestimated my strength.

It will be updated before dawn tomorrow, and the volume will be over.

A new chapter will open.)

Thousands of years ago, there was a group of people who finally came to the forest of the Death of the Light for some purpose and finally arrived at this sea of ​​roses.

They knew that there was a huge danger hidden in the lake, which might be a powerful existence like a god or a demon.

No one would want to stroke the tiger's beard.

Unless you and the tiger are locked in the same cage.

They tiptoed and left just to take away something, but after getting what they wanted, they found that the owner of the room had closed the door.

The master is the ancient god in the lake.

Faced with such a dilemma, either they would offer sacrifices to the ancient gods, because among them there were the food that the ancient gods wanted to enjoy.

Either fight hard.

They chose the latter.

Then there was no more Lord of Aurora and Eternal Winter in this world, but at the cost, everyone involved in this battle had their entire lives completely changed.

As time goes by, the saint successfully used human bones and blood to create the original divine fetus in the remains of the ancient god. A girl born as a god but with human thinking and appearance, but what this pregnancy most requires is the world.

A long time that humans cannot wait for.

When a thousand years passed, when the girl finally slowly woke up from her cradle, the puppet incarnation left by the saint was already old, and the white cat who accompanied her had already changed her body. As for the people who participated in that battle, although they were strong, they were still not as strong as the flow of time.

Only a very small number of people survived, in a non-human way.

So when Xuan Er came to Baimao and asked him to repay the favor he owed, Baimao had no choice but to refuse.

Although Xuan Er once gave Xuan Yi the honorific name of the girl in the lake and asked him to try to summon the other party directly, the girl also gave Xuan Yi a qualified gift.

This is of course one of the ways to repay, but the white cat is not yet thick-skinned and can be said frankly that this favor has been written off.

It’s like someone breaking his cake in half and giving you a piece when you’re about to starve. In the future, you will be successful and he brings the half of the cake to ask you for a reward, and you tell your servants to give him a whole freshly baked cake.

The white cat is indeed thick-skinned, but it is really not shameless enough.

The girl nodded quietly. The white cat said it was very troublesome and mixed, but the girl was smart. With just a slight click of the white cat, she could understand all the joints.

So she directly realized a very important joint.

The white cat didn't say it.

The girl stretched out her palm calmly. Her fingers were slender and her palms were slender, like white jade. She could not even see the meridians under the skin. Even the bones were evenly fitted in the flesh and flesh. The bones and flesh were evenly stopped. One more part would be fat, and one less part would be thin.

She is indeed an extremely perfect life, even if she is born as a human being.

"Then my aunt must have hoped that I would look like this, right?"

The white cat nodded: "Although you are not very similar to her."

"The human bones and blood that were used to create me must have an aunt." The girl moved her eyes quietly to the lake, where there was a sleeping boy, probably the legendary sleeping beauty, but the girl had never heard of that fairy tale, and even if she had heard it, she would not give him a kiss.

"So, is it his bones and blood?"

The white cat shook the cat's head this time: "Your aunt prefers you to be a woman, so she only took the blood from the woman at that time."

For example, the Ninth Princess Ye Qing, the Eternal Supreme Star Xi, and the Os Queen Os Xuehua.

The girl burst out laughing: "Do I have so many mothers?"

The white cat shook his head more heavily this time: "Although it's okay if you want to understand that way, in fact, this is not a way to have a baby, but a way to borrow something."

"We borrow His body from the Aurora and the Lord of Winter to cultivate your divinity, and to nurture your humanity with human flesh and blood."

“It’s like baking a cake with flour and milk, but wheat and cows are not your parents.”

"That chef is."

"But that chef didn't expect to enjoy this honor, otherwise you should call her mother, not her aunt."

"She thought a lot when she created you, but in the end she wanted you to achieve it."

"Because people will always change, even people like your aunt will change in the end."

"This is your aunt's last expectation. She hopes that you are a deity who can have good intentions, to human beings themselves and to themselves."

The girl couldn't understand this time: "I haven't seen too many humans."

The white cat looked at her: "You have a long lifespan and you will see a lot of them one day."

The girl nodded.

I don't want to talk a little.

It’s like saying that children always ask their parents where you came from.

Usually parents will tell him that you picked it up from the trash can, you gave it to the phone bill, and you floated from the river.

When she arrived at her, Mingming Qingying told her that she could grow from the petals of the rose.

But the other party honestly told her a true story that was not at all warm.

I'm a little unhappy, but I'm actually hoping to be coaxed.

But no matter how unhappy the girl still wants to thank it and tell herself this.

So the girl no longer struggled with this problem, but continued to look at the ice-clad lake.

"Can he survive?" asked the girl, "It seems that he is really seriously injured."

"It's not very heavy, it's because he's almost dead." White cat corrected the girl's words: "But if that guy didn't really have a solution, then he would have died long ago."

"However, this lake is a place where everything is born. No matter how serious the wound is, it can be healed. Otherwise, this guy would not have to force himself to come here."

"It's just a price to pay."

The girl looked at the white cat and was a little alert: "What's the price?"

"It depends on how you enter this lake." said the white cat: "When your aunt entered this lake, she was seriously injured and dying, but her power source was very consistent with this lake. So in the end, she became a blessing in disguise and became a saint by the lake. I am the only witness."

"When Xingxi entered this lake, her injuries were not much better than now. Because she gave Mosayy's last blow, her body was directly eroded by her rule source, resulting in her cultivation being completely destroyed and her body was eroded. She was barely alive because of her perseverance. So although she was washed by this lake and saved her life, the price was that she had been destroyed for decades of cultivation. Of course, once she realized the truth, she finally broke through the thirty-one realm, which was a story."

"As for this kid, his original source was severely damaged, and his body was completely eroded by the poison of the Chinese Valentine's purple roe, which was originally cultivated to deal with the dragon. Even if the saints cannot save him in the world, even if they can survive, they may only save their lives."

"And he is not like Xing Xi at the time. Before his cultivation level was completely destroyed, he was a top-notch strong man in the world, so it would be difficult to imitate the Supreme Yongyao."

"It is not impossible not even impossible to practice again."

The girl nodded again, said thank you, and then asked the white cat: "How long will it take for him to wake up?"

The white cat shook his head: "I don't know."

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When the white cat lies in the warm nest and goes to sleep, the girl has stepped onto the ice lake again.

Although cats are still obsessed with the warm and soft texture, this girl prefers the cold texture of the wind and snow itself. She quietly taps her toes on the ice and slides lightly, like a swan cruising on the water. Her figure is lively and swift, as graceful as a stunning geese and as gentle as a dragon.

Under that thin layer of ice, the boy was still sleeping, like a hibernating fish.
Chapter completed!