I woke up after 300 million years

A one-dollar coin blocked the steel needle carrying the flame!

Liu Qingtong appeared from the coin and shouted to Luo Die:

"Run away! They are not normal humans at all!"

The residual heat of the flames scorched the hair on his forehead. Only then did Luo Die realize that he saw the steel needle and coins falling on the ground. His fear was indescribable.

She bit her red lips tightly, a trace of blood dripping down, and the pain made her brain sober.

"What a terrible vacation!" Luo Die's dislocated right hand couldn't use any force. He put his left hand around Jianxuan's waist, picked him up, and urged his best friend, "Mengmeng, don't be in a daze, hurry up!"

"Hey! What are you doing? Put me down!" Jianxuan pouted, swinging his legs and hands slightly.

Yes, just hold me like this, don’t let go, take me to escape quickly... Jian Xuan added in her heart, the main character is a person who doesn’t mean what she says, and her acting skills are off the charts.

Jia Muyan stared at the retreating figures of the three women, wondering, "Why can the resentful spirit resist my attack?"

For extraordinary people, resentful spirits are existences that can be destroyed at will.

Advisor Xin bent down suddenly and dodged the thunder scythe. When he saw his junior sister leaving, he immediately lost all worries. His long hair swayed, and the shadows of two swords appeared in his eyes.

"Liu Feng, Chen Sleep, and... Soul Girl, please stay well, I'm going to be serious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow of a giant eagle appeared behind Consultant Xin. Its sharp beak could penetrate anything. Its pair of light yellow eagle eyes made people dare not look directly at it. Its two-meter-long wings spread out, and the wind howled.

Chen Sleep hurriedly rolled to the corner of the secret room and curled up, "Gua Wazi, you are using magical powers in such a small space, regardless of whether you are alive or dead!"

"I'll choke you!" Liu Feng became anxious and couldn't move against the wall. "Senior Brother, wait a minute, I didn't dodge! Damn it, uncle!"

The advisor couldn't care less. Most of the spiritual energy had been consumed before. If they couldn't defeat or kill the Extraordinary quickly, death would be the outcome waiting for them.

"Supernatural power, wind, thunder and golden wings!"

With a low roar, the two-meter-long wings of the giant eagle flapped, bringing violent winds to the left and thunder to the right. The wind and thunder alternated, sweeping through the secret room, and the dome was penetrated!

The thunderous explosion on the surface of the tornado was like the arrival of a god from heaven.

"Mystical powers and spells are quite troublesome." There was no trace of panic on Song Haoren's thin cheeks.

The demon stood in front of him and his wife, producing thunder in his hands, which clashed with the counselor's magical power.

"What the hell! Senior brother has gone crazy again!" Chen Sleeping was hit by a thunderbolt on his back and screamed in pain.

Liu Feng was the worst, with his purple robe in tatters, his hair standing on end, the wall behind him shattered, and his whole body falling from the sky, "Go! You! Big! Lord!"

Fortunately, he was best at sword control. When he was only three meters away from the ground, he briefly controlled the wall to levitate, avoiding falling to his death, and returned to the Bell Tower Square again.

In comparison, Liu Qingtong was in a miserable situation. His soul body was most afraid of thunder.

"Woo... Luo Die, these humans are so scary!"

She hid here and there, her arm was exposed to thunder, and she was severely burned, and her soul became weak.

Crying and avoiding at the same time, Liu Qingtong's courage is similar to Meng Xiaoxin's. She is timid and loves to cry, and has a kind heart, but she is also the daring type when encountering things.

She looked around. There was a hole in the dome, the crimson moonlight was beautiful, and the crystal coffin was intact.

"Is it lightning protection?" Liu Qingtong was confused, and without any time to think about it, he walked around to the back and ran towards the crystal coffin, intending to lie inside to avoid the thunder.

There is no way, the coin was destroyed by the steel needle just now and cannot be returned to the coin.

Jia Muyan noticed something strange, turned around and became furious, "Get away! Don't touch my daughter!"

She slapped Liu Qingtong.

The next second, a thunderbolt struck and drowned the two women.

......

I am dead?

Uh, no, I was already dead, but this time it didn't seem to hurt at all.

Where is this? Still conscious after death?

Liu Qingtong opened her eyes and looked around. The family was cleaning up the warm living room.

"Miaomiao, get ready to go!" the young and handsome man shouted to the upper floor.

"Here we come." The adorable three-year-old baby came clumsily carrying a small backpack.

The cute baby's mother dressed up beautifully, kissed her husband, and said with a smile, "Old rules, go out to play, don't lose your temper, don't be busy at work, don't cry tired!"

"Don't worry, I have arranged everything in the company." Young Song Haoren hugged his wife's waist, with a happy smile on his face.

"Well, daddy, give me a hug." The girl stood on tiptoes and raised her hands in the air, asking for a hug.

The family laughed happily, left the villa, got into a luxury car, and headed to the suburbs.

Liu Qingtong floated in the air and was led into the car, unable to resist.

Song Haoren, who was driving, glanced sideways at his wife and daughter and described vividly:

"Baby, mom and dad will take you to the amusement park today. There are cute dolls, a tall Ferris wheel, and beautiful stage performances."

When Miao Miao heard this, her big eyes shone and she asked with a sweet voice, "Is there a castle in the paradise? Is there a beautiful princess?"

"This, it seems not."

"But Miaomiao really likes the princess and wants to live in the castle."

"Then when you grow up, dad will build you a paradise and the biggest castle so that you can be a princess every day!"

"Hmm, Lagou, don't lie to me."

"Dad is driving, you and mom are hooking up."

After arriving at the paradise, the family began to enjoy a good time.

Liu Qingtong followed him like a shadow, and he couldn't understand the current situation. Why did he see this after he died again? Is this what Song Haoren and Jia Muyan experienced when they were young?

......

Towards evening, the family drove back and the atmosphere was not right.

Jia Muyan had a cold face, waited for her husband to hang up the phone, and cursed:

"Work! Work! I really want to smash your phone. You've been talking to people all afternoon. To be honest, don't go out to play next time. It's boring."

"Okay!" Song Haoren frowned and said in a serious tone, "The company suddenly encountered an accident, and the finance department ran away with 7000 million yuan. As the chairman, I have failed to return to the company as soon as possible. I have already neglected my responsibilities!"

From the passenger seat, Jia Muyan sneered, "You mean you blame me?"

"Song, I can usually tolerate it. Today is my daughter's third birthday. What did you say before going out? We are very rich, [-] billion, we can't spend it all in a few lifetimes. Give up your position as executive director. , can’t we live a good life?”

Song Haoren tightened his grip on the steering wheel and shouted:

"I'm only 35 years old. I founded the company and worked hard for 15 years. Why should I give up? You don't understand me at all!"

In the back row, Miaomiao was startled and cried, "Dad, don't yell at mom."

Song Haoren, who was already upset and agitated, became even more annoyed when he heard the crying. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and did not slow down at the curve on the highway. A RV rushed towards him.

The two cars collided, and Miaomiao flew directly from the back row.

......

"This is the divorce agreement, sign it, I don't want a penny."

Looking at the divorce agreement on the table, Song Haoren was stunned. After a long time, he picked up the pen and signed his name, turned around and left without saying a word.

After turning around, he cried.

She also cried while holding the divorce agreement.

......

Three years later, the outdoor cafe.

Jia Muyan is much older, with black hair mixed with gray, dressed simply, sitting in the corner.

A luxury car stopped at the door of the coffee shop. The driver opened the door. Song Haoren walked out and found his ex-wife. He hesitated for a few seconds, walked over slowly, and said calmly:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Yes, long time no see." Jia Muyan smiled slightly, still so charming.

She took a sip of coffee and got straight to the point, "I went to the United States and met an organization that calls itself the White Guild. They have extraordinary power."

"I joined the White Guild, passed the Sky Pattern Ceremony, and became an extraordinary tailor."

"The president recently plans to cooperate with the Bad Words Group to conduct an experiment to resurrect the dead!"

Song Haoren stood up suddenly and stared deeply at his ex-wife.

After calming down for a few seconds, he sat down and said only one sentence, "As long as you want it, as long as I have it, just ask."

......

"Mu Yan, I want to build a paradise."

"Yes, I will accompany you."

......

"Mu Yan, I have been promoted to Extraordinary II!"

"Congratulations, I'm cooking tonight, what do you want to eat?"

"Braised pork, Miaomiao's favorite dish, I remember you like it too."

......

"Mu Yan, do you really want to kill someone?"

"I don't know, I'm so scared, I didn't sleep all night."

"Don't be afraid, I, I'll do it!"

......

"Mu Yan, the plan must be advanced. We are being targeted by the police."

"Okay, listen to you."

"If this plan succeeds, will you remarry me?"

"I... we'll see when the time comes."

......

The scene changed and Liu Qingtong was forcibly driven away.

She was unable to move and lay beside the crystal coffin. Her spirit body was severely injured and appeared translucent and could disappear into thin air at any time.

"Gather!" Consultant Xin clasped his hands together, and the strong wind and thunder condensed into a beam of light under the red moon.

This blow was all his strength, shattering Song Haoren's puppet, destroying the crystal coffin, and a white bone fell from inside.

"Not dead!" The consultant was horrified and understood the gap between them. He picked up Chen Sleeping who was huddled in the corner with one hand and jumped down from the sky. He planned to retreat first and then regroup.

After the dazzling lightning dissipated, Jia Muyan knelt on his knees, his arms trembling, wanting to touch his daughter's bones, but afraid of breaking them.

Suddenly, a strange scene happened.

Milky white light balls filled the air, countless light balls poured into the bones, and the soul of a three-year-old girl appeared.

"Wonderful!" Jia Muyan was stunned and cried with joy.

The thin Song Haoren's black eyes were red, the corners of his mouth were raised, tears kept flowing, and he whispered, "Is it successful? The ceremony has not been started yet, it's great, it's really great."

Miaomiao pointed at her father angrily, then at her mother, with her hands on her hips.

"I'm sorry, Dad was wrong. It was Dad who hurt you!" Song Haoren squatted on the ground and reached out to touch his daughter, but he passed through.

"Why? I am an extraordinary person, why can't I touch the soul?"

Miaomiao finally opened her mouth and said with a milky voice:

"Big brother told me that people cannot be resurrected after death, so let me say goodbye to you."

Before her parents could speak, Miaomiao asked sadly:

"Dad, Mom, why do you want a divorce?"

"I..." Jiamuyan subconsciously looked at her husband and bit her lip.

Song Haoren smiled bitterly, "Children, don't worry about adults' matters."

"Again, you always think that you are adults. In my opinion, you are not honest at all." Miaomiao pursed her lips and blinked her big eyes, "I knew that I was dead. In the year after my death, I Always following you."

"Dad, I saw my mother crying, holding your photo and crying all the time."

"Mom, I saw that Dad wrote you a lot of letters. He often went to you with letters. He wanted to knock on the door but didn't. I couldn't understand it, but I knew the last three words in the letter, 'I love you.'"

After sniffing, Miaomiao said firmly:

"I'm not a child. I know that you blame yourself. You don't want a car accident to happen. We can't predict the future. I'm so sad after you separated. Can you promise me not to separate and to be together forever?"

"Okay?"

The white light ball gradually fades, and the wonderful soul is weakening.

"Okay, dad promises you." Song Haoren burst into tears, his voice hoarse and uncomfortable.

He looked at Jia Muyan and confessed, "Mu Yan, actually before you went abroad, I wanted to find you countless times and say sorry to you."

"That day, I went to the airport and looked at your back. I thought I would never see you again."

"I was very happy until you called me and asked me to go to the coffee shop, really."

"It's only after I lost you that I realized how important you were to me. Over the years, I cherished every day I spent with you. I... don't want to lose you again."

An affectionate confession.

Jia Muyan rubbed the tears from the corners of his eyes, "When we were young, we made many mistakes. I shouldn't lose my temper with you often. I should try to be considerate and understanding of you. I know you are downstairs, and I look at you You were thinking, if you dare to knock on the door, I will definitely give you a stick."

"I hope you can forgive me for being so willful."

Eyes facing each other, the two hugged each other.

Miao Miao smiled, and her biggest wish came true.

"Baby, don't you hate us?" Song Haoren asked anxiously.

Miaomiao shook her head, her two dimples were particularly charming, "I don't hate you, because... you are my favorite father and mother."

After saying that, Miao Miao turned into countless milky white light balls and completely dissipated.

Jia Muyan broke her guard, buried her head in her husband's arms, and cried heartbreakingly. Song Haoren's heart felt like a knife piercing her heart. They say that if a man tears, he doesn't shed them lightly, but that's just before he is sad.

I don’t know how long they cried, but their emotions gradually stabilized.

Song Haoren looked down at his wife in his arms, "Mu Yan, will you marry me?"

"I......"

Jia Muyan opened his mouth slightly and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The space rippled, and a black hand penetrated Song Haoren's heart and Jia Muyan's shoulder.