Infinite time travel: I am a dragon

Chapter 245

"Emily, are you sure we're not going wrong?" Aosheng asked.

"It's in my veins that we're on the right track, there's no denying that."

"It seems that there must be a conflict between us and the Holy See of this world." Aosheng said after sighing, looking at the tall church not far away.

"This is actually something that can't be helped. From the memory of the previous person, we can know that there will definitely be conflicts between us and the Holy See."

"Besides, it's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. If it comes, let it be safe. Now that it's here, we must bravely go to the end. Let's go." Emily said so and continued to move forward.

And Ao Mo has already come to the next room.

After entering this room, Ao Mo felt that his brain began to become a little groggy, and the surrounding environment also became psychedelic.

The big green plant that I saw at the first sight disappeared, and the appearance of the room was constantly changing. Ao Mo shook his head violently, as if trying to stabilize his sight, so that he could see what was in front of him clearly. what.

After shaking her head violently a few times, Ao Mo felt that the scene in front of her eyes had finally stabilized, but it seemed to be different from what she had seen before.

Ao Mo could feel that he was still in a room, but this room didn't seem to be in that shelter.

The softness under her body made her feel a little comfortable. She was lying on a bed, staring at the ceiling.

Ao Mo was a little dazed, one moment she was still in the shelter, the next moment, she came to such a place.

Turning her head slowly on the bed, a sword leaning against the table caught her attention, with a cross-shaped gemstone inlaid on the sword.

The whole body of the sword is silver-white, and the cross star gem on it is emitting a faint light, as if it is a star in the sky.

I seemed to be in a house, and the chirping of some bugs was coming in from the open window.

After Ao Mo lifted the quilt covering her body, she got out of bed. As soon as she got out of bed, she felt that something was wrong.

I seem to be... shorter?

That's right, he has become shorter. Standing in front of the bed, Aomo can only reach half his head over the edge of the bed.

She was wearing a thin pajamas, as if she was sleeping before. The pajamas were printed with a very cute bear pattern, and the whole was pink.

"What's going on here?" Ao Mo wondered, but when she said it, she felt even more wrong.

This voice didn't sound like his own, it sounded very milky and a bit sweet.

It's a pity that there are no mirrors around, otherwise Ao Mo really wants to see what he looks like now.

Suddenly, a strand of silver-white long hair fell from her shoulders. Judging from the smell of the hair, this hair was not her own dd.

Looking back, a young woman was looking at herself, and her brain told her that this person was her mother.

"Why did my dear daughter get up suddenly?" asked the mother.

"I..." Ao Mo didn't know how to answer, and after holding it in for a long time, he finally uttered the word "I".

"Go to bed early, don't pay too much attention to the war." After stroking Ao Mo's head, the mother turned her head and left.

Aomo didn't know what this sentence meant, why did he not pay too much attention to the war, did he want to participate in the battle?

Ao Mo turned his head to look at the silver-white sword. The cross star gemstone on the sword was shimmering. Until now, Ao Mo has not figured out what happened.

But her intuition told her that this place was not necessarily true, but everything around her was telling her that everything here was true.

She is a little confused now, whether everything here is true or false, and if it is false, then what should she do to return to the real world.

Ao Mo came to the side of the sword, and then stretched out his hand to caress the blade, the cold touch came from his hands, which may mean that everything here is real, at least this sword is real.

The sword is very light, Ao Mo can pull out the sword with one hand, and after pulling it out, a silver-white light illuminates the whole room in an instant.

Then I saw my mother rushing in from outside suddenly, with a flustered look on her face, but Ao Mo didn't know what happened.

Mother snatched the sword from Aomo's hand, and in an instant, everything around her turned into darkness. When it was lit up again, the surrounding environment changed again.

Everything around has changed, the only thing that hasn't changed is the sword that Ao Mo is holding in his hand at this time, which is still the sword with the cross star crystal.

I seem to be in a garden now, and there is a scarecrow-like thing in front of me, which is covered with marks of swords and swords.

Ao Mo felt that his body was sticky, as if he had just exercised, but when he saw the sword in his hand, it seemed that he was practicing sword before.

"What is this place, why do I feel so familiar, I seem to have lived in this place before." Ao Mo said, slowly sheathing the sword in his hand.

"That imprint..." His mother's voice came from not far away, and Ao Mo poked his head out curiously.

Then I saw my mother talking with a man, it seemed that it was my father.

Father shook his head, and then said: "At present, there is no way to remove it. Unless the caster can be found, there is no other way. This is the answer I found."

"But the point is that we haven't found the caster yet."

"Maybe this is fate." My father said after sighing.

"Mark, what mark?" Aomo murmured in confusion, then retracted his head.

If everything here is true, if the current body is her own, then this mark may really exist on her body, but... Ao Mo doesn't know what the function of this mark is.

"These memories are so familiar, but I just can't remember why they are familiar. I have a headache." Just as Aomo said this, the surrounding environment began to collapse, and the sound of plants rustling came from the space.

Finally, as the broken sound sounded, the surrounding environment returned to its original appearance, and she herself was surrounded by a group of bushes.

The branches of these bushes inserted into her body shallowly, but at this time they had withered for some reason.

In other words, everything just now may have been an illusion...

(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)