Surprise and astonishment filled everyone's eyes again, and they all fell silent.

The scene in front of them was extremely absurd and surprising, but it brought them more shock. The holy and magnificent scene had an aftertaste. It seemed that no matter what the two people in the middle of the crowd did, they only felt awe.

A lost and found, hysterical, supremely joyous kiss.

The smell of longing lingered on their lips and teeth, and they took each other's breaths. Vichy and Wen Lin's eyes trembled with their tears, rubbing brightly hot heat in the cold air.

The blood trembled in her body, and Visiah kept Wen Lin to her death regardless, her whole body twitched slightly, and her smile and tears fell together.

"You're back, you're really back."

Hot heart and body, surrender, sink...

There were bursts of burning pain where the skin was touching. Wen Lin looked at the tearful Vihia with distressed eyes. She freed up a hand and caressed Vihia's trembling back, comforting her.

Wen Lin's voice was vague and hoarse, and it was equally uncontrollable, "I'm back, and fate is still somewhat fair."

For a moment, Wen Lin was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe, she remembered, she remembered everything, and in front of her was the love she loved deeply and was willing to give up her life for.

Her old age, the long time between them, the humility and begging after reuniting with herself, every bit is like countless sharp knives stabbed into Wen Lin's heart.

The soft and moist lips, the warm stroking of the back of the neck... everything is so unreal.

In the night wind, the two fluttering hairs were intertwined and swelled into cascading waves. They stared at each other and didn't know how long it took to calm down.

Eyes fixed, fingers clasped together, Vicia thought, finally nothing could separate them.

Whether it's hardships or years.

Wen Lin raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears on Vichy's face. In her warm and warm eyes, she pulled her closer and kissed her again until they couldn't breathe.

There is no moonlight tonight, and when the wind and snow blows, the head is full.

Wen Lin looked at the outline of the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and wrapped her arms around Vicia's waist.

"I have a lot to say, and I just want to talk to you alone."

After a moment of stunned, Vicia smiled and looked around at the messy scene, "Maybe we should go back to the village first."

Vicia's shadow was reflected in the dark pupils, and Wen Lin let out a soft sigh from her thin lips, "No, I don't want to wait any longer, I don't want to wait any longer."

I saw a blue streamer of light from Wen Lin's fingertips, shuffling past everyone, and everyone fell down.

Wen Lin looked at them and explained, "They will sleep safely until dawn, and they will forget everything they saw tonight."

Unable to hide her surprise, Visia stared at Wen Lin, surprised but not afraid, "Is this the power of God?"

Holding Vicia's waist firmly, Wen Lin built a spiritual connection with the Metaspace in her mind. In the next moment, the defensive barrier constructed by the blue streamer enveloped the two of them, preventing wind and snow from invading, and also had her own temperature control. Function.

Wen Lin looked at Vicia and smiled, "It's not the power of God, it's the power of civilization."

One miracle after another appeared in front of Vicia. She was close to Wen Lin's body, and her mind quickly digested the information she received. She had many questions and wanted to ask Wen Lin, but she was afraid of hearing from Wen Lin. Hear those answers that could be called brutal.

Wen Lin walked towards the back of the mountain with her arms around Vicia. The two gradually sank into the snowy forest and found a flat place. Wen Lin took off her cloak and sat on the ground. in his own arms.

The streamer light reflects a faint light, and the light is warm everywhere. The posture of the two of them going up and down is a bit ambiguous, but Wen Lin can't care about it anymore. She buried her head in the crook of Vicia's neck.

The self-restrained emotions could no longer be controlled, and almost greedily sniffed the light fragrance on Visia's body, the moist tongue snaked along the delicate collarbone, and suddenly bit down.

Vicia screamed in horror, but did not push the person away. There was a cold touch on the side of her neck, and she knew that Wen Lin was crying.

The slender fingertips passed through Wen Lin's hair, and Vicia leaned into Wen Lin's arms wholeheartedly. She sighed, "I miss you so much, I miss you all the time."

Vicia is blunt. Guo's statement made Wen Lin's heart tremble. She nibbled at Vicia's neck indiscriminately.

"I miss you too, I miss you so much, no less than you at all."

After being submerged in the icy seabed for nine years, Wen Lin did not lose all her consciousness. She could clearly feel that the Metaverse was repairing her body little by little.

Like a silent reef, quietly waiting for the reunion that I don't know when it will come.

Vicia's eyes always stayed on Wen Lin, she moved slightly, put her palm on Wen Lin's face, gently lifted her head, and looked at her, looking cautious and nervous,

"Can you tell me, where have you been in the past nine years? And why hasn't your appearance changed?"

There are many confused memories in her mind. Facing Vicia's question, Wen Lin was obviously stunned. She didn't want Vicia to know what she had gone through in those nine years. She thought they were all happy memories. .

But those nine years were too long, as if it was an insurmountable mountain that stood between the two of them.

Slowly bowing her head, Wen Lin was silent, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Vicia looked at Wen Lin's avoidance and didn't ask any further questions. She stroked the back of Wen Lin's neck, kissed her forehead, and said warmly,

"No matter where you have been for the past nine years, it is already a huge luxury for me to be able to come back. I am just afraid."

Wen Lin looked back at her puzzled, hugged Vicia tighter, pressed her face to Vicia's cheek, and asked softly,

"What are you afraid of? I just want to make you happy in the future."

There was an irreplaceable joy in the bottom of her heart, Vicia took a deep breath, she concealed the repressed emotions without showing any trace, and spoke in the calmest tone possible,

"I'm afraid of the years, I'm afraid of leaving you to live alone, the holy thing has separated you and me for nine years, maybe it will be longer, I will be weaker than you, old, dead, I don't know the holy thing What kind of power has been given to you, if you are destined to watch me die, I hope you can erase the memory of me in your mind just as you erased theirs."

Immortality sounds like a tempting word, but when you have more freedom, you will surely bear the corresponding price.

Wen Lin raised her eyes and looked at Vicia's thin shoulders, surprised and distressed by her sensitivity.

After thinking for a long time, Wen Lin sighed helplessly, and slowly closed her arms, "No, there will never be that day."

They took each other's body temperature, and their breath was tighter. Wen Lin exhaled the breath that was suppressed in her chest, pushed it away a little, and flattened her palms. A complete small ball gradually emerged, floating above her palms.

"In my mother's world, it's called the Metaverse, a product of an advanced civilization far beyond our comprehension, and in the past nine years, I've just learned how to use it."

"Its power keeps me from getting old, but it doesn't mean eternal immortality. It relies on a substance called energy to run. Obviously, its energy has been exhausted before the war. I don't know why it shows that there are still There's enough energy to use it, and I don't know how long it's going to keep going."

As she said that, Wen Lin turned her fingertips, and the image of the galaxy appeared with her movements. Unlike in her memory, this time there were many scattered light spots in the image.

Wen Lin's fingertips swept over the light spots, they collapsed instantly, then slowly gathered, and gradually converged into a map.

"This is left by my mother, there is a map about the treasure of the metaverse, but what is left, I have no idea."

"Relying on the Metaverse, I can have a longer lifespan and superhuman abilities. I will share all of this with you, but I don't know if there are any bad effects."

"Vishia, wait for me, wait until I find what my mother left behind, and wait until I'm sure it won't hurt you."

Wen Lin currently only knows that the Metaverse relies on the gene sequence to identify the holder. She has Mrs. Gunneville's genes in her blood, but Vicia does not.

These words made Vichy's heart tangle again. It seemed that every time, Wen Lin thought about her future plans first.

Holding back her tears, Vicia shook her head gently, "From the beginning to the end, I owe you everything, except you, I don't want to ask for anything, I just ask you not to hold everything in your heart in the future. "

For the rest of the time, Vicia wanted to be with Wen Lin all the time. It seemed that only in this way could they make up for the nine years they missed.

Wen Lin stared at her tenderly and wiped away the tears from the end of Vicia's eyes, but she didn't realize that she was already bursting with tears. She approached Vicia, put her lips on hers, and said vaguely,

"I don't care about anything in the future, I just stay by your side, accompany you, and make you happy."

Vicia closed her eyes and accepted it wholeheartedly, feeling Wen Lin's approach.

They simply hugged tightly and didn't speak any more. Both of them felt extremely satisfied until dawn.

Early the next morning, the snowstorm stopped, Wen Lin helped Vicia, put away the barrier, and led Vicia back with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

Latimer drove sleeplessly from Brunz to the village, and as soon as the snow stopped, he rushed to the bottom of the snow-capped mountains.

What surprised everyone was that the villagers and attendants who had lost their tracks were all staying with the soldiers stationed safely at this time, but Visia and Wen Lin were not seen.

Latimer asked people carefully, but they didn't know anything. They only remembered being buried under the snow a few days ago. As for how they were rescued and how they appeared here intact, they had no impression at all.

Latimer's anxious eyes were red, and he immediately let the army he brought quickly start clearing the snow.

The speed of the army was much faster than that of the villagers. The villagers looked at the solemn army and unconsciously guessed the true identities of Visiah and Wen Lin.

The incomparably conspicuous gorse symbol in the army seemed to give the villagers the answer in silence, and someone asked in a terrified lower voice,

"That lady won't be our queen, will she?"

Just this guess made the villagers extremely horrified. They felt that the sky seemed to be falling. They quickened their movements and prayed unstoppably, praying that Visia and Wen Lin would also be blessed and survived safe and sound.

However, just when everyone was extremely anxious, two figures came slowly from the other side of the mountain.

Field found them first, and Latimer rushed up almost crazy, "Auntie, teacher."

He stumbled in front of the two of them, looking at them back and forth, confirming that no one was injured, and instantly fell down on the snow.

Vicia stepped forward with a smile, pulled him up, and scolded softly, "You shouldn't show any gaffe in front of the people at any time."

Looking at Latimer, who looked completely open, Wen Lin remembered Vicia's compliment to him, and smiled.

"His Royal Highness Latimer."

This sound made Latimer froze in place, his eyes widened and he looked at Wen Lin in disbelief, his voice trembling, "Teacher, do you remember me?"

Under Latimer's fiery gaze, Wen Lin nodded slowly, and even the calm Field couldn't hold back her eyes from reddening when she arrived.

Field knelt down in front of Vicia and Wen Lin,

"Welcome back, Your Majesty Vicia,"

"Welcome back, Your Excellency Wen Lin."

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Welcome back, my old Wei and old Wen~