V6.Chapter 362

After dinner, Qingzhou snow situation is bigger, the vast snow has covered the entire community.

Li tide has been sleeping in Li Mu Tong's arms.

He Yishui picked a small piece of cake and put it into his mouth. He looked at Li Mu Tong, who was chatting with his mother. He said with a smile, "don't leave tonight. It's so late. It's snowy again. It's probably freezing outside."

"Not bad."

Mrs. he nodded with a smile: "Tongtong, stay here. Let's talk at night. It's convenient for you to go to work with Yishui tomorrow. Let the tide play with me for a day. I can't stay with her enough."

"To go to work with her, I'll be at least half a day late."

Li Mu Tong looks at he Yishui with a smile, but there is no objection. In the past two years, she has been really familiar with the he family. She has lived here for more than half a year before and after birth.

"What are you afraid of in your own business? Who dares to deduct your salary? At that time, tell auntie, Auntie will make the decision for you. "

Mrs. he smiles and asks the baby sitter to clean up the room. She specially asks the baby sitter to put new bedding on the crib. Wang Yuetong gets up and follows her. She carefully puts her sleeping daughter on the brand-new crib, and the baby sitter takes care of her. Then she returns to the living room.

Until the door was closed, the nanny bent down. Some of her favorites pinched Li's face, and then turned around to find a new bag of milk powder and milk bottles. Li Mu Tong often lives in he's house. This room adjacent to he Yishui's bedroom has basically become a room for Li Mu Tong, so many things in the room are quite complete, Ready at any time to appease Li tide after waking up, the nanny sat on a chair, turned on the TV in the room, adjusted the voice to the minimum channel, and continued to watch the TV series she was chasing.

The light on the TV was hazy.

In silence, the sleeping little princess quietly frowned.

In the center of her eyebrows, a bright spot suddenly lit up.

It was a light spot much smaller than a grain of rice, which would not be noticed in ordinary days. But at this time, with the shining of the light spot, the colorful luster began to fluctuate slightly in Li tide's eyebrows. The weak but extremely sharp light almost enveloped Li tide's petite body in an instant.

At the same time, a wisp of pure white light began to twist and change in front of the crib, and finally turned into an illusory figure covered with soft light.

The TV in the room is still on.

The nanny looked at the screen with relish, unaware of what was happening around her.

The wind dances quietly and lowers its head. It looks at Li tide who has opened a pair of small arms in deep sleep. It also looks at the layer of hazy light curtain shrouded in her body and is stunned for a moment.

Originally is becoming more and more fierce colorful light quiet down.

It seems that the light hesitated, and finally slowly returned to Li tide's eyebrows.

Li tide deeply looking at the baby eyebrow that weak light spot, some trance.

In the ancient bronze palace in the corridor of time and space, when her majesty said that the end was coming, she felt her way back here.

She knows the existence of Li tide.

I knew it at the moment when Li tide was born.

She used to be the youngest daughter of her first majesty.

Now Li tide is Li Tianlan's eldest daughter.

There is already a connection.

And now when she saw this point of light in Li tide's eyebrows, she really understood that her own back road was so perfect.

This light spot once appeared on her eyebrows tens of thousands of even more distant nothingness time ago. It disappeared when she completely reached the peak. To some extent, the achievement of wind dance has a lot to do with this light spot.

This is the mark of King Wei.

The reincarnation has been going on several times for a long time. Now it's hard to tell the specific origin of the king Wei. When countless lost memories can't be found, I'm afraid that his majesty is now in the corridor of time and space, and can't remember how the king Wei appeared.

But there is no doubt that in the early days, the king Wei was one of the most important cornerstones of the whole neutral camp.

What is the cornerstone?

The so-called cornerstone is the strength that can support all the roads of the whole camp.

King Wei is the first of the four artifacts in the corridor of time and space.

Its importance is higher than wanshitu, renhuangta and Xuanyuan sword.

No one remembers the name of King Wei at first.

According to the indistinct records, the throne of King Wei seems to have been granted by his majesty, the father of fengqingwu at the beginning, and has been unanimously recognized by all races in the neutral camp.

In other words, the king of Wei is the king of Wei in the neutral camp, whose throne is recognized by all forces in the neutral camp.

In the cloister of time and space, the throne means more than power and status. Behind each throne, there is a gathering of human and neutral races.

This is one of the most important powers of the Terran.

In the war of blasphemy that lasted for nearly a thousand years, his Majesty in the corridor of time and space used the Xuanyuan sword as a weapon to transform the endless Qi transportation of the human race into the boundless edge and kill the demons of the order camp with one sword. To some extent, this is the performance of making the best use of his power.

King Wei himself is the cornerstone of the camp, and with the blessing of the throne, its mark naturally has extraordinary significance.

In front of him, the light spot in the center of Li's eyebrows is the mark of King Wei, and also the mark that once appeared on the center of Feng Qingwu's eyebrows.

This kind of imprint, in the corridor of time and space, has a name that everyone envies and envies, which is called neutral aura.

Neutral aura is connected with the blood of the host, and even has a deep obstacle on the soul level. For the creatures of different camps, this is a natural punishment that is hard to get rid of, but for the neutral creatures, it is a God's gift that they dream of.

This is something that is extremely rare in the whole corridor of time and space.

And the so-called neutral aura, the effect of the same clear almost overbearing.

Greatly improve talent, greatly improve physical fitness, greatly improve luck.

The so-called neutral aura, if translated into a word that everyone in miracle city can understand, can also be called aura.

The aura of the protagonist.

This is the real aura of the protagonist.

The formation of similar auras requires a cornerstone figure in the camp to separate his soul with his own spirit.

How many characters can be found in the corridor of time and space?

The king of Wei is not the whole now. If he wants to separate and form a neutral aura, he will have to pay a great price, which shows that he is partial or even doting on Li tide.

"What a jealous little fellow."

The wind lightly dances, lightly points Li tide's eyebrows, and laughs.

A ray of colorful light around the fingertips of the wind dance, and then from her fingertips into her flesh and blood.

The shadow of wind dancing becomes more and more illusory and nearly transparent.

"My sister will live with you for a long time. From now on, you will be me and I will be you. When you get to my level, we can separate from each other. Little tide, do you agree?"

The wind dances gently, stares at the baby's small face and asks in a low voice with a smile.

Small tide in deep sleep moved his little mouth and put his little finger into his mouth to suck.

"Sister, you agree."

The wind dances and smiles.

She took a look at the light spot in the center of Li's eyebrows and said in a soft voice, "what do you think of King Wei?"

The light is flickering quietly.

In the dark, the wind dancing, you can feel a part of the energy in the light spot flying out from Li tide's eyebrows, passing through the villa, flying to the night sky, floating to the direction of Youzhou.

The wind dances quietly and feels all this. After a long time, she reaches out her hand and touches Li tide's eyebrow.

An illusory light that seemed to dissipate at any time bloomed out between her fingers and slowly fell on the small light spot.

The light began to shine, and the colorful light wrapped up the illusory light little by little.

Feng Qingwu chuckled and said, "I can't live now. I'll leave a place first. In this way, even if I fall in the end of the war, I can come back here and set foot on the road of return again."

She slightly bowed to the light spot and said in a soft voice, "thank you, uncle Wei."

The colorful light on Li's forehead flashed away, illuminating her little body.

Feng Qingwu touched Li's little hand again and said with a smile, "thank you too, little sister, or... Little sister."

Li turned over.

In the dim light, as she turned over, a shadow was reflected on the wall.

But that is not the shadow of Li tide.

But a slim figure, hazy and dreamy figure.

It's the shadow of the wind.

The wind that leaves his shadow on Li tide dances lightly. Through the snow outside the window, he looks at the night sky.

Her eyes seemed to cross the unimaginable distance in an instant and saw the battlefield again.

As your majesty said.

Terran, now there is no big picture.

War is breaking out everywhere in the numerous star rivers and regions that can be clearly seen.

Billions of star fleets are roaring.

The battlefield is all over the stars, all over the planets, all over the sky and the earth.

Not in a certain area.

It's all over the sea of stars.

That piece of black ocean crisscross dozens of hundreds of battlefields, with a huge sword light in countless battlefields with light-years as the unit.

That little bit of golden blood burned out the light of smashed stars in the void, tearing one battlefield after another.

It's all over.

It's not just because of Li Tianlan's awakening.

Also because their development has reached the acme.

If we can't break this bottleneck, what we are waiting for is the inevitable end.

The wind danced gently and lowered his head, no longer looking at the battlefield full of stars.

Because it doesn't make sense.

She won't do it.

It's the same as the emperor of the palace.

It really doesn't make sense.

Silence is just a choice.

Fighting is also a choice.

The so-called hope of victory has long been shattered into despair in the illusory reality.

So whether it's fighting or keeping silent, it becomes a choice.

It's their only right.

It's also the power that everyone always has.

At least, they can choose how to die.