When Ye Xingchen took the sheepskin scroll, he seemed to have triggered some kind of restriction. The stone room instantly turned into a hall, and the glowing lines outlined a scene similar to a projection.
The man sitting on the throne and the woman sitting beside him looked extremely similar to Ye Xingchen and Jie Lingyao, no matter how one looked at them.
It was very magical and strange!
"What's going on …"
Ye Xingchen, who was in the projection, looked dazed.
Me!
Why am I here?
Is it the same as before? Did I dream of the past?
Impossible!
Ye Xingchen immediately rejected this idea in his heart.
There was no other reason. This body was created by the Demon Ancestor. It could not have happened in the past.
As for what it looked like in the past, at least there was no scene of people kneeling before him!
If it's not the past, then …
"The future?"
Thinking of this, Ye Xingchen's eyes flashed with anger.
He could accept people kneeling before him in the future, but he could not accept Jie Lingyao, whom he had just met, sitting next to him. Based on their clothes and distance, it looked like …
"Greetings, Night King!"
"Greetings, Night Consort!"
The kneeling warriors shouted again, confirming Ye Xingchen's guess.
"Ah?"
Jie Lingyao covered her mouth in shock.
Mr. Pei was the Night King, and she was the Night Consort. Did this mean that they were married?
She had come to look for treasures, but now she saw this scene. Even if she had been through a lot, she might not be able to adapt.
Whoosh!
At that moment, the projection suddenly changed.
The kneeling crowd gradually disappeared, and the hall was replaced by the back garden. The throne also changed into a unique stone pavilion.
The Night King sat on the bench, and the Night Consort leaned gently in his arms. They looked like a couple in love.
This public display of affection came a little unexpectedly.
"Xingchen."
After a while, the Night Consort shyly whispered, "I … am pregnant."
"Is it a boy or a girl?" the Night King blurted out.
The Night Consort lightly punched his chest with her small fist and said, "I'm just two months pregnant. You can't tell the gender yet."
"That's true, that's true!"
The Night King's reaction seemed to be a little too slow. He excitedly hugged her and said, "I'm going to be a father!"
"…"
Ye Xingchen, who was like a spectator, turned pale when he saw this.
I'm actually married to this woman, and … we even have a child. Is this what will happen in the future?
Swish!
At this moment, the projection changed again.
This time, the scene was still set in the main hall, but there was only the Night King and a figure with his back to the camera. Without the Night Concubine, who was always by his side, it seemed that the novel couldn't bear to continue spreading dog food to the single readers.
"Junior Brother Ye, congratulations!"
The man with his back facing the camera cupped his hands and said.
When Ye Xingchen heard this, his expression gradually stiffened. Then, he hurriedly took a few steps forward and gradually saw the other person's face clearly. He blurted out, "Xiao Ziji!"
Not bad.
From his appearance alone, this person was extremely similar to the number one tank in the Sect of All Times. The only difference was that he had a more mature temperament, and his exposed muscles seemed to contain infinite power.
"The Patriarch, he …"
The Night King paused and said with difficulty, "Has he forgiven me?"
Xiao Ziji said, "Junior Brother's departure was a huge blow to the Patriarch. It took a few hundred years for him to recover. Today, he ordered me to come here to wish you and sister-in-law a long life together and have many children."
"Leaving the sect for a woman, the Patriarch can still forgive me, but it will only make me feel more guilty." The Night King said sadly.
"Junior Brother, there's no need to feel guilty."
Xiao Ziji comforted, "The Patriarch always said that everyone has different paths. Every time you cross a crossroad, you have to make your own choice. It's hard for others to interfere."
"Sigh."
The Night King let out a long sigh, and the guilt and self-blame on his face became thicker.
"Junior Brother Ye."
Xiao Ziji said, "The twelfth Universal Sacred War is about to begin. Are you interested in fighting with your senior brother until the world turns upside down? “
"Universal Sacred War?"
The Night King's eyes flashed with memories. He smiled and said, "It's a nostalgic competition."
"Junior Brother wants to participate?"
"Yes."
"That's great. If the Patriarch knows, he will be very happy."
Ye Xingchen's body heard their conversation, and his expression was very interesting.
These projections could be considered to be in the future. Leaving the sect for a woman, this was … nonsense!
"That …"
Jie Lingyao said weakly, "Isn't your surname Pei? Why did he call you Junior Brother Ye? "
"That's none of your business!"
Ye Xingchen's mind became more and more chaotic. He looked very angry.
"Xiu!"
At this time, the projection changed again. The Night King was in front of a closed palace, anxiously pacing back and forth. From inside came the screams of a pregnant woman.
"Wah wah wah —"
Not long after, the baby's cries broke the silence of the night.
"It's born!"
The Night King was very excited. "I'm a father!"
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PS: Since yesterday, I've been dealing with the old man's funeral and even stayed overnight. I can't take it anymore. There aren't many words left in this chapter, so I'm going to sleep.
As for this special period, the funeral will have to be simple.
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