Although she didn't know what would happen later, she always had a hunch.

It seemed that everything had a vague sense of familiarity, guiding her what to do and what to say.

The time point is probably to let her see and experience with her own eyes what happened.

She was going to find Song Yanqing, but she didn't go there. Song Yanqing just came out of the hall.

He was still wearing that black cloak, standing in a blizzard, staring at her.

Qing Jun is like jade, handsome like bamboo.

A man like him is probably born a Jiaozi.

Like Qiao Jin, he is a person who is loved by God.

There is no memory of birth, but from birth, he knows his identity and is the most noble person in the world.

She saw Song Yanqing's eyes still with the everlasting gentle look.

She remembers that Song Yanqing pushed her out the last time she came in, presumably she saw something.

This time, what can he see?

He walked towards her.

Furuo bowed to Song Yanqing, called "Master Song," and then consciously retreated.

Until Song Yanqing approached Qiao Jin, it was as if the veil on Qiao Jin's heart was lifted again.

She remembered one thing.

She and Song Yanqing had an unusual relationship from the beginning.

They have been together since the birth of heaven and earth, not a normal relationship.

It is also extraordinary intimacy.

She has no feelings of shyness, no surprises, she just feels something for granted.

They were destined to be together by nature.

He walked over and gently held Qiao Jin's wrist. The snow was flying, but his palm was the warmest source. His voice was as gentle as jade: "Xiao Jin."

His call seemed to have passed thousands of years.

Qiao Jin looked at him. For a long time, a smile slowly formed at the corner of her mouth. She replied, "What can you see in my eyes?"

Song Yanqing stared slightly, his dark pupils reflected in Qiao Jin's eyes, only a piece of clarity, he smiled and said, "I can't see it, what do you want me to see?"

Song Yanqing is a spiritual master, he can see through people's past and future.

Qiao Jin is in the time grid now, maybe something can blind him.

Or maybe, he saw it, but said nothing.

Qiao Jin didn't have any special emotions, she just nodded and held his palm with her backhand.

She could feel that whether it was Song Yanqing ten thousand years ago or Song Yanqing ten thousand years later, they were always one person.

He touched his hair naturally, and sighed softly from his lips: "Xiaojin, now the changes in the Raksha realm are becoming more and more obvious, we can hardly stop it."

The future he sees is not good.

The spiritual master is powerful, but he can't see everything clearly.

However, every fragment he saw had no memory of this period of history.

It also means that history will eventually cover them up.

Human traces cannot be completely eliminated. Something must have happened that completely destroyed the history of the four kingdoms.

No one can do such a thing except Raksha.

But also, since there is history, it also proves that mankind is still alive.

Except for the four ancient countries, there are always no traces of life in remote areas. They lived an ordinary life and continued the destiny of mankind. They were not destroyed by the Raksha realm, but were not persecuted.

That's why he will see the future.

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