Tales of Herding Gods - 1915
Listen to this Chapter Eight hundred billion years later, the First Age was shattered.
On the golden boat, the Milu Palace master woke up from that dream and sat on the bow of the ship blankly, without the slightest interest.
In this catastrophe, Su Su was still dead.
The yellow goat is also dead.
They failed to survive this catastrophe, and he failed to save them.
Shi Cai, tired, he fell into a drowsiness, and had that dream again.
There was a voice calling him “Teacher” in his dream.
This dream became more and more real.
He looked at Shattered Jie, thought of the world in the dream, and the hazy figure. So far, he still doesn’t understand the meaning of that dream.
At this time, the chaos outside the ship separated, and a man with white temples took a little girl and came to the golden ship.
The master of Miluo Palace looked at him blankly, and suddenly his eyes moved, and the man with white temples bowed to his disciple.
“A visitor from the future?”
The owner of the Miluo Palace returned the courtesy and said: “I have seen things that do not belong to this universe from you. You seem to have traveled far in time. Are you from the future?”
“Teacher, I am your seventh disciple, Chaos.”
The man with white temples said to him in an unusually familiar voice: “Come here to see you.”
The Milu Palace master looked at him blankly, this voice was exactly the voice in the dream!
It was the voice that had entangled him for 800 billion years!
It was the voice that called him to wake up!
Why did he have this dream?
Why did the First Era of Creation Tribulation appear in the dream?
He was puzzled.
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