Ten thousand years is neither long nor short.
Compared to billions of years and light years, ten thousand years is really short.
But ten thousand years is a very long period of time for human beings.
Day and night alternate, and time is impermanent.
Many things have been forgotten by people over time.
On a deserted night, a lonely figure walked to an iron tree and reached out to touch the branches of the iron tree.
"What did I forget?"
the woman murmured lowly to the iron tree, her beautiful fingers looking particularly pale under the moonlight.
There was no sound around, no one answered her.
Suddenly, a dark voice flew over from far away, and there was a pair of white wings behind the person.
Then, the figure folded its wings and landed in front of the woman.
"Zixia, it's so late, are you still awake?"
A deep male voice sounded.
The person had an angelic face, and with wings, he really looked like an angel.
But he is not an angel, but the God of the Void Age.
He is the God of Fire.
"Beichen, why are you back?"
Luna suppressed the emotion on her face, and her beautiful face was covered with a layer of indifference.
"The rebellion on the other side of the abyss has been put down.
I will naturally come back.
Is everything okay in Sky City?"
Beichen asked, his sky-blue eyes like blue gems, with the depth of the sea.
"Everything is fine, nothing abnormal."
Luna nodded.
"It's getting late.
I still have tasks tomorrow.
I'll go back and rest first."
Beichen nodded to Luna, then turned around and left.
He and Luna belong to the gods of Sky City and the gods of the Void Age.
Luna watched Beichen leave, sighed slowly, brushed away the messy things in her heart, turned around and went back to her room to rest.
At this moment, Yan Xiaomo was sleeping pitifully in a cave.
This era of void was not known what kind of ghost era it was.
She couldn't even see anyone and there was no house, so she could only sleep in the cold cave.
From the beginning to now, this is the first time that Yan Xiaomo has lived such a miserable life.
Ouch It was so good that there was a wolf's cry outside.
Yan Xiaomo hugged herself, huddled up and squatted in the corner.
I just hope that after a good night, I can still see the sun rise tomorrow.
I don’t know when it was, but Yan Xiaomo finally fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, Yan Xiaomo felt something cold swipe across her ankle, causing her whole body to tremble uncontrollably.
Slowly opening his eyes, Yan Xiaomo was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he almost lost his voice.
A huge and thick snake wrapped her body in circles, feeling like it was going to strangle her to death.
Yan Xiaomo did not dare to express her anger or move.
She continued to close her eyes and hit her to death.
It is said that animals don't eat dead things, and Yan Xiaomo doesn't know if it will be effective.
Now she has no other good idea, so she just closes her eyes and pretends to be dead.
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"Haha, what a cute human being."
A crisp voice sounded with a hint of amusement.
When Yan Xiaomo heard this voice, she thought it was the voice of a neighbor's brother, which was particularly pleasant.
"You're not a snake demon, are you?"
Yan Xiaomo slowly opened her eyes.
To have such a nice voice, it must not be a bad thing.
"Guess what I am" The black snake spit out the letter, and Yan Xiaomo unexpectedly found that he could see everything in front of him clearly in the dark. oshow7: