The cold wind howled by.

He stood up and his robe kept making the sound of breaking through the air.

As soon as the wind and snow fell within three feet of the body, it was vaporized by an inexplicable invisible heat. The whole person was shrouded in white mist for a while, and it felt like a fairy from the sky fell into the mortal world.

Hear the cries for help from the suffering people on the earth.

Yue Yuan stood there, motionless, looking at the little man in front of him.

In this dense wind and snow, a little girl who is only seven years old but looks like a girl who is no more than five years old is covered in blood, with her head raised with tears and green snot hanging from her head, and she is dumbfounded.

He looked at himself blankly.

Such a scene...

"..."

"Ah~~~"

A murmur-like sigh came out of his mouth. He turned around and glanced around at the scene that could not help but appear in his mind. Yue Yuan felt a little emotional for a moment: "This scene is really disappointing and surprising."

This scene is clearly the scene when Yue Yuan first came to the Qin Dynasty during the Mingyue period, before he entered the Yin Yang family and became the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

"Xiaomeng."

"I am the first disciple in the true sense of the Qin Dynasty."

Not a snow girl.

Nor are they the Snowflake Divine Sword created by each other.

During the Mingyue Period of the Qin Dynasty, Xiaomeng was Yue Yuan's first disciple, or in other words, he made an excellent choice under the circumstances.

In other words, I met the right person at the right time, and Yue Yuan gave me the right seed.

Because what happened next was that Yue Yuan raised his finger, put it on the forehead of this young girl who was dirty, shivering with cold, and looked confused and frightened, and gave her a new name.

Give her a new life.

Things should be like this according to their original development, but the scene in front of them is not.

The moment he stepped into this scene, Yue Yuan knew that this was Tianzong's dreaming technique, so the following story would change.

When this thought occurred, everything that happened in front of me was no surprise.

The childish girl raised her head.

There was an expression that was inappropriate for his age on his little face covered with blood stains.

It was a sudden realization.

It's melancholy.

It's anger.

It's hatred.

Another kind of helplessness.

It's hard to imagine that such a variety of complex emotions could appear on a young girl's face.

It is a kind of seeing through, a kind of wandering loneliness.

This is an emotion that can only be felt by an adult, a person who has experienced many hardships and has seen through love, hate, and hatred.

Yue Yuan just stood there and quietly watched the changes in the expression of the young girl in front of him. As time passed, the various emotions revealed seemed to be affected by something, and then disappeared bit by bit.

came, and finally turned into a cold pool, extremely indifferent.

He could see that this was an artificial performance.

The other party was calm from beginning to end.

"whee!"

The little girl suddenly laughed.

Under this crisp laughter, the drifting wind and snow suddenly slowed down, as if time was slowed down by an invisible force. The goose-feather-like snow was falling slowly at a speed of one centimeter by centimeter per second.

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"If you hadn't met the young me here, would there still be a person named Xiaomeng in this world?"

The voice is not a child's voice. The little girl's voice is like that of an adult woman, with a hint of laziness in her slowness. This contradiction appears in her body and there is an indescribable weirdness, just like she once practiced the "Bahuang Liuhe Solitary Self" skill.

Like the child grandmother in heaven.

Before Yue Yuan could answer, the little girl shook her head again and said to herself in an affirmative tone: "The answer is - yes!"

"Definitely!"

"Because for you, Xiaomeng's appearance is inevitable."

"Even if you don't meet me here, you will find a child in another place and create another Xiaomeng."

She entered the Taoist Heavenly Sect at the age of eight, and even defeated six Heavenly Sect elders. This is such a talent. It can be said that throughout the world, she, Xiaomeng, is second to none, and even the only candidate.

People may be wise early, but power...

Others saw the person with the most outstanding talent in the Taoist Tianzong, but only internally did they know that someone in the Taoist sect had long regarded her as the reincarnation of a myth.

Because Xiaomeng's performance is beyond normal for normal people.

Talking about the story of her time in Dao Sect Tianzong, the little girl... No, or Xiaomeng said in a pointing tone: "I have always thought that it was my talent.

The spiritual impression you left in my mind taught me bit by bit, which made me grow."

"I'm very touched."

"Being able to survive a disaster, regard you as God in my heart, and recognize you as my teacher, is to receive God's mercy."

"You can know five hundred years in advance and a thousand years in the future."

"You can glimpse through the long river of time with a snap of your fingers, and look into the distance for thousands of years."

"But after a long period of time, I realized that it was just my own self-deception."

"Because it is not my own power."

At this point, the little girl's tone paused, and she pointed out a shocking message with a half-smile: "The finger you clicked on my eyebrows was the Dao Heart Demonic Technique, right?!"

Yue Yuan was still looking at the young girl in front of him with a smile on his face. He did not have any mood swings because of these words, but was waiting for the other person's unfinished words.

"I am the most talented person in the Taoist sect so far, but I can't remember my experiences before the age of seven."

"Can't even remember my own name."

Xiaomeng, who was born in a village, naturally has a nickname that is easy for her family to support.

But...she couldn't remember it.

For this reason, Xiaomeng once thought that it was a problem with her body and the impact of her childhood experiences. For this reason, she sought out countless famous doctors to treat her problems, and even became a doctor after a long illness. Over a long period of time, she

He also grew up to be a famous medical expert.

The final result was that there was nothing wrong with her, it was her own memory that was artificially severed and devoured.

The little girl followed the path marked long ago and became the person she was supposed to be.

"Xiaomeng."

"She never belonged to me, but to your Xiao Meng."

"What she wants to learn is what you want her to learn, what she wants to see is what you want her to see, and some of the emotions she shouldn't have have been erased."

"ha!"

Exhaling a breath of white air and watching it blow away the almost frozen snowflakes in front of her, the little girl continued: "From now on, what you hear is what she hears, and what you see is what she sees.

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"past."

"Now."

"future."

"What I see from beginning to end is what you want me to see."

"I'm watching."

"I move forward step by step along the path you arranged. Whenever I want to reverse the situation or the situation changes drastically from what I have seen, my memory will tell me that big problems will occur and that deviation from the route will cause great disaster.

"Speaking of this, the little girl stared at the man in front of her, her thin body trembling, as if there was a violent volcano about to erupt.

"Yue Yuan."

"What a heartless person, you have exiled the life of a little girl who is just trying to survive."
Chapter completed!