"Sister Mao'er, tell me, does this suit of clothes suit me?"

"Handsome, my dear." Sister Mao'er, who had transformed into a human form, hugged Shen Bai from behind and leaned her head on his shoulder with a smile:

"Don't be nervous, I'm just going to see what happened to me."

"How can you not be nervous, Sister Mao'er." Shen Bai sighed and turned around:

"This time I use the Creation Card to travel to the past, and I may meet my biological parents who abandoned me... To be honest, I am really curious about what kind of people they are, but if it is as I guess, I am the product of a cross-race. Woolen cloth?"

Shen Bai gently pinched the girl's tender earlobe, and his voice contained complex emotions:

"What if they fall in love, but are thwarted and killed...how should I deal with it? Although this is racial justice, there is such a thing as blood feud..."

"You think too much, dear, do you really not consider becoming an online novelist?" Sister Mao'er looked at him funny, put the Creation Card on Shen Bai's left hand, and said softly:

"My dear, go and see what happened in the spring of 1191."

"Okay..." Shen Bai nodded, took two steps back and sat on the sofa.

He has already had experience and knows that when traveling through time, although he can interact with people from the past, when he comes back, all changes will be eliminated by inexplicable power.

He is a time traveler, just a spectator.

"Let's go, Sister Mao'er...see you in a second." Shen Bai murmured to himself, holding the Creation Card in his left hand, and clenching the gray-blue denim children's clothing in his right hand, touching the two things together.

Brilliance arrives, and the world is wrapped in color.

A few lines of small words quietly appeared on the surface of the card again:

"Those who hold this card can travel on all [Sundays]."

"But remember, everything has a price, and time travelers will eventually die of misfortune."

"No one can own the Creation Card."

Of course, the last two sentences are still covered by the traces of cat claws.

People who are favored are always confident.

Shen Bai took a deep breath and waited silently.

When the brilliant colors disappeared, he had already appeared in the spring of 1191.

However, what greeted him was unprecedented severe pain!

Poof!

The huge tentacle struck from high altitude. It was so fast and sharp that Shen Bai had no time to dodge and was penetrated through the abdomen.

"puff……"

He spurted out a mouthful of blood and was knocked over more than a dozen buildings by the tentacles. In just a moment, most of his internal organs were shattered.

boom!

A huge explosion sounded, and Shen Bai fell to the ground. If Shen Bai hadn't subconsciously used [Tyrant] to strengthen his body, he would have died on the spot.

But even so, his consciousness was blurred, and he could only ignite golden flames to strengthen his vision.

As far as the eye can see, there is a huge burning city, with countless tentacles hanging from the sky, each of which can break mountains.

The roars of the strong men rang out from all directions. Each of them was enveloped in a rich light. The king-level power continuously struck the fallen tentacles. The existence of destiny flew like a comet to an unknown number of thousands of miles above the ground, fighting high above. of enemies.

Those who are crowned kings will collapse the mountains and boil the seas.

Those who carry the destiny can cut down stars and overthrow continents with a single movement of their hands!

However, such desperate resistance still could not prevent the destruction of the great city.

The sky is wide, and the tentacles are like stars, killing endlessly.

Moreover, this starry sky tentacle is just one of the methods of massacre. Further away, the earth turns into a gluttonous mouth, the air is as solid as cement, the space is torn into sharp cracks, and the scorching flames burn from the human body...

This is a massacre with all kinds of tricks.

"Damn, what's going on..."

Shen Bai gritted his teeth and moved his body with difficulty. The blow from the Star Tentacle was no different from a mountain hitting his body. He could only take one blow, but what about ordinary people?

If it weren't for the desperate fight of the strong men in the sky, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be a cry in the city at this time.

——Although now, there are not many people left alive.

Shen Bai endured the severe pain and crawled hard. This was definitely not Lanhai City, but he didn't have much strength to find the answer now, so he could only stagger and walk away.

He wanted to know who gave him the clothes.

He wants to figure out what he is!

Maybe it was fate, maybe everything was an unchangeable necessity. When Shen Bai was about to faint, he finally saw the picture he wanted to see.

Among the ruins in the distance, two people stood.

Wearing a blue-gray denim jacket, he looked about two or three years old, childlike and fair, and was a beautiful boy.

The other one was wearing a gorgeous purple dress, with a beautiful appearance, silver hair, and red lips as gorgeous as flames.

Gu Xiao

This was fifteen years ago, my young self, and a white-haired woman I had never seen before.

The woman held the boy's hand and crouched down, as if whispering.

"Huchi, wheeze..."

Shen Bai blocked the internal organs that were about to leak out and moved over there.

He had many things to ask the white-haired woman.

Who are you……

Are you my mother?

Or, do you know my parents?

Why are you holding my hand?

What am I?

Why do I appear alone in Lanhai City?

Where is this?

Why...when I was young, I appeared in this city that was about to be destroyed?

However, no matter how stubborn the will is, it is impossible to resist the coming of death.

The starry sky tentacles once again broke through the defense line of the strong men and landed heavily on the city.

One of them ran straight towards Shen Bai.

boom!

A huge crater hundreds of meters wide appeared, crushing all surrounding buildings into powder.

He was defenseless, his chest was completely sunken, his heart was pierced and stopped beating.

The golden flame in Shen Bai's eyes flickered on and off. When his life was flickering like a candle, he gathered his last strength and desperately climbed out of the pit. But in the end, when his broken fingers touched the edge of the pit, Consciousness and strength have been exhausted.

He died on the edge of the pit.

An instant later, the splendid brilliance enveloped him again, and the power of [Creation Card·Sunday] was activated. The power of time allowed Shen Bai to avoid death and erase all traces of his time travel.

From beginning to end, the white-haired woman and the young Shen Bai remained as if they had not heard of each other and did not look back.

…

Chen Bai opened his eyes and howled miserably.

The phantom pain in his abdomen tortured his nerves and he could hardly breathe.

"Dear, dear." Sister Mao'er hugged him and touched Shen Bai's head distressedly:

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here..."

"Cat, Sister Mao'er." Shen Bai's body trembled slightly and he gasped:

"I saw that in 1191... huh?"

Shen Bai's expression gradually became confused. He pressed his head, but couldn't think of anything.

Immediately afterwards, he completely forgot about his journey tonight, only thinking that he had been flirting with Sister Mao'er.

The girl looked at Shen Bai's expression that gradually calmed down and already knew what had happened.

Everything about the "City of the End" is not allowed to exist in this world. Even if the answer is obtained in the past, it will be forcibly eliminated.

Under the overly magnificent power, time is not worth mentioning.

"My dear, go and wash up and go to sleep. Already... Huh?" Sister Mao'er suddenly paused, with a different color in her eyes. She patted Shen Bai's shoulder and then smiled brightly:

"It's okay, dear, go to sleep."

…

In the indescribable temple, a girl with black hair and golden eyes reclined on a giant chair, smiling playfully.

There was a long white hair in the palm of her hand.

Certain powers can transcend time and space.

This was what she found on Shen Bai's shoulder just now.

As a great being that everyone keeps secret, the girl knows many things.

Who is dear Xiaobai, the city of the end, the secrets of the aberrations, the buried history, the identity of the white-haired woman...

If it were a few months ago, she would probably have been able to join in with great interest and witness this boiling era where her fate was about to change.

However, right now, she had only one thought running through her mind:

That woman actually dared to put her hair on my Xiaobai's shoulders?
Chapter completed!