After Awakening, I Conquered The Whole World

Chapter 687: Related to Song Yanqing

He got up and put on a coat directly, and there was the sound of A You sleeping peacefully breathing outside.

There was a faint light flashing in the black eyes, and if there was any movement, another would notice it.

He thought this way, closed his eyes, thought about Qiao Jin's direction.

He couldn't think of Qiao Jin directly, so he couldn't distinguish her position at all.

He can do it in another way.

About a minute later, Song Yanqing's face was pale for a moment. The next second, the space around him was distorted. When he opened his eyes, a cold wind hit the surrounding area, making people tremble with cold.

He coughed heavily.

There is a dense forest around, but there is a waterfall in front of him.

A bright moon hung in the sky. The moon was faint and cold, reflecting Song Yanqing's pale, snowy face at the moment.

He clenched his fist and coughed heavily at the corner of his mouth.

I feel the strength of my body is constantly losing, and I feel dizzy.

It's not that his body is too weak, but that he sent directly from the imperial capital to here, using the power of the spiritual master. His current strength is not able to reach such a large distance of space transmission, so his body cannot bear live.

But he came anyway.

Because he heard Qiao Jin calling him.

Looking at the scenery in front of him, he suddenly remembered the scene in his dream.

He frowned, wondering if Qiao Jin had any problems.

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Quietly all around, Qiao Jin has walked along the stone wall, and has finished reading all the simple murals.

The above seems to be about a sacrificial scene, but unfortunately, except for the man in the picture, the remaining pictures don't express much meaning.

The only difference is that Qiao Jin felt that the mural and the formation were all ten thousand years ago, and the so-called 4000-year-old ancient formation mage did not show any trace.

Could it be that they made a wrong survey?

She stared at the mural for a long while, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

The tall figure was still shining with dim light, unlike the mural itself.

She stretched out her hand to pick it up. The hard rock wall looked like it had been beaten long ago. Qiao Jin touched it and touched some traces. As soon as her fingertips fell, a piece of gravel fell off.

Then, a small blue stone fell out of it.

It is a small blue stone, very ordinary, with a little light, but not the texture of a gem.

The moment she held the stone, the deep and cold voice rang in her ear: "Do you like it? Give it to you."

She glanced around and confirmed that she had heard correctly.

That was indeed Song Yanqing's voice.

But she also knew that Song Yanqing could not be here, and she had never given her anything similar to this.

She thought of the memories she had lost, and her pupils suddenly became a little deep.

Is the thing she forgot related to Song Yanqing?

But isn't Song Yanqing a person in modern society? How could there be contact with her ten thousand years ago?

Looking at the back with heavy eyes, Qiao Jin found that he still couldn't remember anything. The only thing he could remember was this voice, which was too familiar to her.

It was Song Yanqing's voice, and he seemed to be by her side all the time.

Rarely, she frowned and realized that her lost memory might be more important than she thought.

She didn't feel the danger, only saw a cloud of fog, which was related to Song Yanqing.