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10,000 years is not long or short, and for billions of years and light years, 10,000 years is really short.

It's just that 10,000 years is a long time for human beings, with alternating days and nights, and the years are impermanent.

A lot of things have been forgotten over time.

On a night when no one was around, a lonely figure walked up to an iron tree and reached out to caress its branches.

"What have I forgotten?" The woman murmured to the iron tree, her pretty fingers looking unusually pale under the moonlight.

There was no sound around, no one answered her.

Suddenly, a dark voice flew from afar, and a pair of white wings grew on the back of the comer.

Then, the figure gathered its wings and landed in front of the woman.

"Zixia, it's so late, haven't you slept yet?" A deep male voice sounded, and the person who came had an angelic face and wings, really like an angel.

However, he is not an angel, but a god of the Void Age, and he is the fire god of the fire system.

"Beichen, why are you back?" Luna wiped the emotion from her face, and her pretty face was covered with a layer of indifference.

"The rebellion on the other side of the abyss has been put down, so I will naturally come back, everything is okay in Sky City?" Beichen asked, his sky-blue eyes like blue gems, with the depth of the sea.

"It's all right, nothing abnormal." Luna nodded.

"It's not early, there is a task tomorrow, I'll go back and rest first." Beichen nodded to Luna, then staggered away.

He and Luna belong to the gods of Sky City, and the gods of the Void Age.

Luna watched Beichen leave, sighed slowly, brushed away the clutter in her heart, and turned back to her room to rest.

At this moment, Yan Xiaomo is sleeping in the cave pitifully, and I don't know what kind of ghost era this void era is, I can't even see anyone, and there is no house, so she can only sleep in the cold cave.

From the beginning to the present, it is the first time that Yan Xiaomo has been so miserable.

Whew......

It's so good that he can't die, and the howl of a wolf sounded outside, Yan Xiaomo hugged herself, shrunk into a ball and squatted in the corner.

I just hope that after this night, I can see the sun rise tomorrow.

I don't know when Yan Xiaomo finally fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Yan Xiaomo only felt that something cold and cold passed through her ankles, making her tremble all over.

Slowly opening her eyes, Yan Xiaomo was so frightened by the scene in front of her that she almost lost her voice.

A huge snake curled her body in a circle, feeling like it was going to strangle her to death.

Yan Xiaomo didn't dare to come out or move, and continued to close his eyes and die.

It is said that animals don't eat dead things, Yan Xiaomo doesn't know if it has any effect, and now she has no other good way, so she just closes her eyes and pretends to be dead.

"Hehe, what a cute human." A crisp voice sounded, with a hint of playfulness.

When Yan Xiaomo heard this voice, she only felt that it was the voice of a brother next door, which was very good.

"You're not going to be a basilis, are you?" Yan Xiaomo slowly opened her eyes, it must not be a bad thing to be able to have such a beautiful voice.

"What do you guess I am?"

The black snake spat out the letter, and Yan Xiaomo unexpectedly found that he could see everything in front of him clearly in the dark.