Chapter 1195 The Boss's Past

"That's all." Luo Chuan took a sip of the fruit tea that Demon Ziyan had just poured for him.

"It's a very special story." Yao Ziyan held a cup of fruit tea in both hands, and her face was a little hazy after the mist.

She didn't have any special feelings for the story that Luo Chuan told, perhaps because she had long known that the boss was not from this world.

"Boss, why did you tell me this all of a sudden?" Yao Ziyan put down the cup, and there was a glimmer of light in her amber eyes.

"I just thought of it suddenly." Luo Chuan felt that he was in a very relaxed mood. "The fruit tea is delicious."

The two stopped talking, and the Origin Mall fell silent, only the faint sound of wind came from outside the store.

"Boss, which world do you prefer?" Yao Ziyan broke the silence.

"Why don't you ask, of course, you're opening a store and being the owner." Luo Chuan chuckled lightly, then couldn't help yawning.

Before you know it, it's too late.

"Sleep." He rubbed his eyes and got up from his position.

"The boss, good night." Yao Ziyan said softly.

Seeing Luo Chuan's figure disappearing, Yao Ziyan turned her head and looked out of the shop with a little absentmindedness.

A beep came from the magic phone, which made her come back to her senses.

When I opened the screen, it was a message from Qingyuan, and there was a photo. The creatures made of snow were lifelike, showing their teeth and claws.

Qingyuan smiled and stood beside her, seemingly showing her work.

There are many people on the side, as well as various sculptures, and everyone has a smile on their face.

"It's childish"

Yao Ziyan sent a message with a look of disgust behind her.

"Can you come? Not far from the previous barbecue place, very lively. 』

Qingyuan responded quickly to the news.

"Come on, right now. 』

Yao Ziyan put away the magic phone, turned back in front of the store, and picked up the fluffy scarf placed under the counter.

This was yesterday, Luo Chuan asked for it from the system, and the warmth has been added to the full star.

Yao Ziyan is naturally not afraid of cold, no matter what, he is also a powerhouse in the realm of Venerable.

But it's one thing to not be afraid of the cold, and it's another thing to adapt to it.

The spiritual barrier can indeed achieve the same effect, but in normal times, even those peak cultivators will not be on all the time.

Besides, she likes it.

Snowflakes were flying, and the streets just cleaned were covered in layers of white snow not long after.

The moisture in the air has been reduced a lot, and there will no longer be a situation where clothes will get damp even if they stay outside for a while.

There were basically no pedestrians on the street, and the light from the street lamps reflected on the snow, making it look a little dazzling.

Yao Ziyan looked up at the night sky, her eyes being filled with snowflakes.

The magic phone received another message from Qingyuan, asking her if she had come.

Yao Ziyan smiled, replied simply, and came to the air.

Simply judging the next direction, this accelerated the speed.

Compared to walking, flying naturally saves a lot of time.

Luo Chuan yawned and threw himself on the bed.

Although sleepy, my heart is very relaxed.

The stories told by Yao Ziyan are just ordinary lives.

Fragmented fragments, completely thought of what to say.

It is these fragments, but pieced together a complete life.

Luo Chuan rolled over on the bed, straightened his right arm, and spread his fingers out in front of his eyes.

The interlaced light and shadow fell from between his fingers, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly.

Luo Chuan never mentioned himself in the story he told.

. Thinking of Yao Ziyan's intelligence, he should have guessed something.

But it should probably be regarded as "the boss's experience in a different world", "the boss's past" or something like that.

She definitely won't take it to heart, and maybe she should be happy for a long time.

Forget it, it's what she thinks.

Luo Chuan put down his arms and breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up the magic phone next to him.

When I turned on the screen, almost all the information I saw was related to the sudden heavy snow.

And rock candy Sydney.

The group chat was also noisy, and the customers looked excited.

"Ice Candy Sydney! ! ! Not reconciled! ! ! 』

"Why didn't anyone tell me about this! 』

"There are only so many rock candy Sydney, if the news is spread out, those people will definitely not be able to share. 』

"Damn, these people are so selfish..."

Almost a one-sided crusade.

After all, there are only a few customers who drink rock candy Sydney, and most of them unfortunately missed it.

Luo Chuan didn't speak, just watched the fun in the group chat.

Yao Ziyue suddenly sent him a message, a photo.

The river in the background is wide and gentle, snowflakes all over the sky, Yao Ziyan is wearing a fluffy scarf, and is looking over ignorantly.

It looks like it was captured, and the protagonist of the photo obviously doesn't know what's going on.

Luo Chuan smiled and returned to a full stop.

Regardless of whether Yao Ziyue clearly understood what this meant, she threw the magic phone aside.

After dawdling for so long, he

Eyes have been opened a little bit.

sleep.

As Luo Chuan closed his eyes, the lights in the room dimmed.

Blurred light filtered through the windows, leaving hazy shadows on the floor.

saint nia.

The rain was pouring, the night was sticky, and the sky was pitch black and empty.

There was only the roar of rain in my ears, and in such an environment, it was as if I had been exiled by the whole world.

Herman and Erhard held umbrellas and looked at the building not far away.

This is the outskirts of Sannia, and the surroundings are very desolate.

The church was the only building, and it looked solitary.

In this night, only vague silhouettes can be seen, and there is a strange atmosphere in plain white.

"The breath in the air...it's terrifying." Erhard looked at the buildings in the distance with a solemn expression.

He was drinking flower tea comfortably at the Dream Building Office, and then suddenly received news from the Black Mist Cultists.

Herman also followed because of curiosity.

This is the helplessness of being a Knight Guard. Even if it is raining heavily outside, you need to rush to the place of the incident as soon as possible.

"The breath of the gods..." Herman whispered to himself, he turned to look at Erhard, "Is this the god you said just now that the Black Mist believe in?"

"Yeah." Erhard's voice was full of helplessness, "Who knew that these guys actually summoned the Lord of the Black Mist, my vacation..."

Erhard was still complaining, but Herman was seriously feeling the breath left by the gods.

. The vastness and the stalwart make it impossible for life to resist the slightest thought, and only the thought of surrender is left in the heart.

This is Herman's first contact with the existence of the gods.

He looked up at the mottled and quaint church and narrowed his eyes.

Perhaps the legendary powerhouses are only slightly stronger ants in the eyes of these gods who have existed for endless years.