too affectionate

Chapter 962 [End 1] Too much affection is hard to get over

Jing Shijialan, you will remember my appearance...

Just calling this name in her heart, Wanyan's eyes brightened a little, but gradually dimmed again.

Forget it, so what can I remember, but it only adds to the sadness... Don't remember it...

Wanyan smiled wryly and sighed, finally it was still difficult to let go of the 17 years of love and hatred.

The past is like smoke, and it is so rare that everything goes well. It is extremely fortunate to have no complaints or regrets.

And after tonight, Wanyan will also turn into a wisp of smoke and go with the past.

As the night got darker, Wanyan became more and more tired, and she didn't know when she fell on her side.

This kind of exhaustion is not the exhaustion of hard work, but more like an old man who has lived for a hundred years and wants to recall his life before he dies, but finds that the years are too long, after all, he can't remember any big storms.

There is only a boy's face in my mind, a long sigh in my heart, and the almost sad peace of accepting the ending calmly.

Among the dark ghosts, Wanyan stretched out her hand little by little, and her fingers began to spread little by little.

So what if I don't see the sun, I have a scorching sun in my heart.

Feng Naifu was dead, and he returned to the honorable position. This result should be reconciled.

Wanyan smiled, tears streaming down her face.

It's time to be happy.

Bye now.

In Xuanfu, the little milk dumpling who rocked the crib and coaxed me to sleep.

In the dream, the little master who taught me skills and educated me about good and evil.

In the capital city, Mrs. Heng, dressed in brocade, looked shocked.

Tianxuan Palace...my husband, Jing Shijialan...

Goodbye……

Wanyan's hand lowered little by little, but her heart, which she had promised to be calm, began to regurgitate violently.

Saying goodbye, but life after life, in the Three Realms, there is no goodbye.

I'm not reconciled... I'm not reconciled...

Why is it that the two have the same heart, but they end up with new and old hatred in the first half of their lives, and parting with each other in the second half of their lives?

Why is it clear that there is so much love, but in the end there is only unsatisfactory feelings left?

I am not reconciled...

This is too disgraceful, dying so entangled...

Wanyan let out a long sigh.

Maybe it's teary eyes, maybe it's really time to leave, Wanyan's consciousness fades faster and faster, the world in front of her eyes becomes more and more blurred, until Wanyan clearly opens her eyes, but she sees a person in the distance White clothes and white gauze ran towards her.

Dressed in white clothes, her body is as straight as a pine tree.

It seems that he is really going to die, and ghosts will have dreams.

But... that's great...

Wanyan smiled with tears in her eyes.

White clothes and white gauze come to dream, it is the beginning and the end.

Wanyan stretched out her hand, and rubbed her face with her almost transparent fingers, feeling that she couldn't get enough of it.

The eyes that were as clear as a spring were dripping down, but they were full of hot tears.

Don't cry, don't cry.

Wanyan smiled and wiped away the tears of the person in front of her, only to realize that she could no longer speak when she opened her mouth.

I am willing, I am really willing.

Wanyan's hands drooped uncontrollably little by little, and her eyes closed little by little.

This time I was really happy.

. . .

Five months later, New Years.

The past year has been a disaster year once in a thousand years.

Now, the war has subsided, the ghosts have been imprisoned in the animal world, and the villain Feng Naifu has been imprisoned in hell. The world has finally regained some rare peace.

Although the plague is still not getting better, it does not prevent people from eagerly wanting to have a lively New Year to catch their breath after several disasters.

In the streets and alleys, in the cities and villages, once again, the smoke from the kitchen is curling up, and the world is filled with fireworks.

In the house, a man carrying vegetables, rice and fresh meat entered the house, handed the basket to the woman behind the stove, and handed the pictorial under his arm to his son, saying:

"The old statue has a new mourning, and the year of the memorial service is not yet over. Don't forget to paste both pictorials. The old statue is on the left and the new statue is on the right."

While talking, the man had already picked up the ax and went to the courtyard to chop wood.

"Got it!" The little boy replied, and took the pictorial to find the paste.

Behind the stove, while picking vegetables, the woman couldn't help sighing and said with emotion:

"Speaking of the 110th World Honored One, it is really a good holy one that has not been seen in thousands of years.

It's a pity that heaven is jealous of talents, why is it so short-lived...not even 21 years old...

Hey... It's really fate. Not long ago, he was attacking the Feng Clan properly, but why did he suddenly die of illness a few days later! "

"What do you know!" The man was chopping wood hard, while smiling at his daughter-in-law, "I heard from the storyteller in the town, what kind of wisdom... what hurt... Oh yes! Huiji must be hurt!

It is estimated that a figure like the old one can spend several lifetimes of effort in 20 years, so it is naturally difficult to live a long life. "

The woman sighed for a long time, and then said: "However, the realm of the Great Immortal is high, and the supreme position in the world is not passed on to her own son, but to her younger brother...

Look at the old emperors in the world, unless they have no sons, which one is not clinging to the throne, and which one is willing to give it to his younger brother. "

The man wiped his sweat with his sleeve, and said, "That's why you are short-sighted, isn't it!
Leaving aside the fact that the old venerable's child was not born first, but an illegitimate child, the name was unfair, let's just say that he is not yet two years old, and the Tianxuan Palace has been cleaned several times, and it has long since disappeared. How can there be so many loyal ministers to assist you.

Naturally, it is not as good as the great protector of the temple, and now the new venerable. Although he is weak and has been recuperating behind closed doors, he is already 17 years old, and he is also a brother of the old venerable. He has learned something in that environment of. "

The woman nodded when she heard this: "If you put it this way, it is indeed more reliable to let the great protector inherit the honor than to hand over the whole world to a child who still has a runny nose!
Oh, by the way, I heard that a few days ago, when the Heavenly Scroll was opened, the queen of the new venerable was determined. She is the former phoenix girl of the Feng clan, and now the new phoenix venerable!
Now that the Feng clan and Tianxuan Palace are married, it can be regarded as a strong alliance, and it is estimated that the world will be peaceful for a while.

I just hope that this new Fengzun will never be like her own sister, that lunatic Feng Naifu..."

The man also nodded, "Yes, it would be even better if this plague could end sooner!"

The man slashed a few more times before straightening up, panting with his hands on his hips, and said: "Besides, in the past few months since the new venerable took the throne, I think this new venerable will be just like the old venerable, a rare one." Good lord."

Inside the house, the child had already pasted the two pictorials on the wall, and shouted excitedly: "It's done! It's done!"

At this moment, the layers of clouds in the sky spread out a gap, and the sky light sprinkled a little on the wall.

Two pictorials are juxtaposed on the wall. The people in the paintings are all dressed in white clothes and gauze, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

It's just that the eyes of the person on the left are longer, clear and deep, like a clear spring in the mountains.

The eyes of the person on the right are rounder, bright and clear, like a bright moon in the night sky.

Although they are two brothers, the two pairs of eyes are not very similar, on the contrary, after looking closely for a long time, they still somewhat match.

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