The clear light scattered, and the chaotic green lotus turned into a blurred blue figure in the cover of gray gas.

Ain's consciousness was suddenly separated at this moment.

At the beginning, she always felt that she was the chaotic green lotus, and everything that happened in this space was something she had experienced herself.

However, until the moment this figure appeared, she suddenly changed from an experienced person to a bystander.

Ain tried hard to open his eyes wide, trying to see clearly the figure.

But no.

His body is always covered with a layer of gloomy light, which makes people unable to see clearly.

Even so, the moment Ain saw this figure, infinite joy arose in his thoughts and an urge to cry.

The figure seemed to open his eyes. Then, there was a sudden earth-shaking change in the entire space.

In the originally gray and void space, like the outside world, a thick ground appeared, and a clear sky appeared above it.

Immediately afterwards, a huge lake grew out of thin air, and tens of thousands of lotus flowers were born from the lake that could not be seen, competing to bloom.

It was just a blink of an eye that the small world completely changed.

But Ain felt that this person was not happy at all.

He is the only one here, and there is no other creature except the lotus in the pond.

She wanted to get close to him and talk to him.

But no, there seems to be some power in the void, and nothing can get close to Qingyi's figure.

Ain could only watch him sit alone, often for a long time.

Later, he seemed to have discovered the prehistoric world outside this world.

Ayin looked at the figure in Qingyi without hesitation and stepped out and entered the world with countless creatures.

At that moment, Ain, who had been watching him, felt that he must be very happy.

Because there are many more lotus flowers in this small world, even the colors are more colorful.

If he is in a bad mood, it is normal for these countless lotus flowers to wither overnight.

But then something horrible happened.

As soon as Qingyi's figure stepped into the prehistoric world, the surrounding space changed suddenly.

The mountains collapsed, the river flowed backwards, the earth fell, huge cracks appeared in the sky, countless thick purple lightnings slashed towards the entire earth, wailing everywhere, and countless lives and wounded by the prehistoric creatures.

Qingyi looked blankly at the treacherous space crack under the cracked space around her, and finally closed her eyes.

The next moment, his figure returned to the small world where he was born.

At the same time, the prehistoric world that was collapsing seemed to have been suddenly pressed, and the horrifying scenes that seemed to be doomsday disappeared.

Ain stood quietly at the blue figure for a long time, and waved his sleeves on his back.

Everything is like time going back, the fallen land is restored to level, the collapsed mountains are re-established, and the backflowing river water has become gentle and gentle again.

The sky became clearer, and the creatures also forgot what had happened before and started their own things again.

From that day on, this blue figure never took a step forward in this space.

Ain felt a stream of fine and uncomfortable citrus in his heart.

She didn't know that this kind of emotion was called heartache.
Chapter completed!