The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

The mountain road is rugged and it's not yet dawn, Bai Lin is almost walking by feeling the stones along the way.

"Brother, how long will it take to reach the top of the mountain?"

According to what Jing Yao said, he used the gossip plate to find a trace of Qiyan Yuanshen on this shallow mountain, and Bai Lin rushed to follow him.

Unexpectedly, he climbed so exhaustingly that he almost fell off the rock several times, Jing Yao's feet felt like he was walking on the ground.

A senior is a senior, and it is impossible for a genius to stand shoulder to shoulder with a scumbag.

Lin Lin felt bitter.

Jing Yao said that it is not far away, but every step is a great exhaustion of physical strength for Bai Lin.

Just when he was about to be exhausted, he heard Jing Yao's voice.

"Do you remember? We've been here before."

ah?where?

Now Bai Lin couldn't tell whether the darkness in front of him was due to the night or the darkness caused by his own exhaustion. In short, he drew his sword and looked around in a daze, unable to see anything.

"Forget it, your spiritual knowledge is still shallow, so you can't see these cute little things."

As Jing Yao said, he secretly exerted force in his hand, sending a force into Bai Lin's body.

Gradually, the cold body became warmer, and the things in front of him became clearer and clearer.

Bai Lin's eyes lit up, and he patted the ancient well in front of him.

"Ah, this is a thousand years ago..."

He was only halfway through speaking, and immediately fell down again.

Thousands of years ago, the shallow mountain was still prosperous, but now there is nothing left except for this dry well among the broken branches and fallen leaves.

The horse-drinking pool where the girl was teased back then, and the small pond where the water was taken to quench her thirst, have all dried up and disappeared, replaced by smooth stones and withered trees...

Wait a moment.

Bai Lin found that on those dry leaves, there were some small white glowing spots, which looked like fireflies, but there was no entity when grasping them. What are these?

Turning his head, Jing Yao seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"These are my presents to you."

Gift?

Bai Lin was a little dazed, until the slender hand stretched out in front of him, grabbed a spot of light, and crushed it slightly with his fingertips.

In an instant, Bai Lin's eyes unexpectedly appeared those prosperous scenes back then.

The girl, the pond, and him and his brother...

Although it was just an illusion of nothingness, it made Bai Lin feel warm in his heart.

At that time, he was still treated as an ordinary junior, and the senior standing behind him only had tenderness in his eyes.

"Everywhere we walked, I set up a magic circle of memory. It was originally to remind myself that even if one day you can't survive the catastrophe, don't forget it. Unexpectedly, now I still have the opportunity to watch it with you arrive."

Bai Lin turned his head, and the spots of light stayed on Jing Yao's body, setting him off like a fairy from heaven and earth.

Senior brother, his senior brother, is always so beautiful and should not be mixed with any impurities.

"Yeah, I really want to stay here a little longer..."

Bai Lin really hopes that the present time can be a little longer, a little longer, and it will be frozen here instead of letting happiness only exist in those illusions.

"Then let's rest for a while."

Unusually, Jing Yao didn't refuse, and the two simply sat next to Gu Jing and chatted about the past.

Jing Yao listened to Bai Lin chattering about all kinds of knowledge, seeing the excited look of the young man, his eyes were full of smiles.

"At least there are you and me here, so that's good."