Heavenly Creation Beast

Chapter 1233 Bless you
Standing in the secret realm of Tiangong, Tianqing raised her head slightly, and she felt the passing of an old friend who was not from the Tiangong clan.

More and more people from the Tiangong clan are dying. On the back of the Daoyi, which quietly deduces the cycle of life and death in her sea of ​​consciousness, it belongs to the half of death. On the withered and decayed tortoise shells, there are shriveled, curled up plants that cannot see the original form. , accompanied by the denser and more lush community on the half of the vitality.

Tian Qing raised her head and looked into the distance, she seemed to see a blooming black ink flower, the black petals slowly opened, and she used all her strength to protect a pure white soul.

The collision of black and white, the vitality was drained from them, leaving only a deep sense of death.

The beast creators of the Tiangong clan have a strong death energy, which means that they are not far from death.

As for the girl from the green silk clan who was close to the Tiangong clan, her fate was entangled with a beast creator from the Tiangong clan at the moment of birth.

Tianqing stretched out her hand, and she felt that she had caught the broken petal of Moqiong flower.

The soft black petals carefully guard a pure white soul, as if guarding the only one in the world.

"Uncle Mo... Su Xiaoxiao..." Tian Qing murmured.

She looked at the unformed Mo Qionghua, looked at the broken and scattered Mo Qionghua, and the Mo Qionghua that could not be formed at all made her sigh softly.

"I should give you one more." Tian Qing's voice was tinged with regret, his sky blue eyes blinked slightly, and what appeared inside was no longer clever and cunning, but calm and bright.

Looking at the petals of Mo Qionghua on his fingertips, Xiao Tianqing recalled the ring he gave Mo Shuli once.

Mo Shuli's Mo Qionghua ring was given by her.

To this day, she can still recall every detail of that ring, and can easily outline the whole picture of the ring in her mind.

Xiao Tianqing's fingers were slightly bent, her consciousness flicked across the silent Daoyi, and flowed through the endless reincarnation of life and death, and a delicate Moqiong flower appeared in her palm.

The delicate and beautifully decorated Mo Qionghua stayed between the shiny fingers, Xiaotian lowered her eyes, her clear sky blue eyes stared at the Mo Qionghua in her hand, her fingers slowly curled in, and when she opened again, It is a delicate and joyful Marjoram ring.

Xiao Tianqing raised her hand, and an invisible existence jumped between her fingers, rolling up the delicate and joyful Mo Qionghua ring.

"But it's not too late to give it now."

It should be said that now is the most appropriate time to give.

Following Xiao Tianqing's words, the newly fabricated Mo Qionghua ring disappeared.

On the finger of a certain white soul, there is a touch of ink.

Misty has no substance, but it can make people feel that the existence of space and time surrounds the sky, and those inorganic eyes look at the pure white soul.

Across time and space, an exquisite Mo Qionghua ring was worn on Su Xiaoxiao's finger. What a ring that matched Mo Shuli's simple and majestic Mo Qionghua ring, it finally appeared It landed on Su Xiaoxiao's finger.

In the sea of ​​moqiong flowers that are still flying in the air, there seems to be a thick and reliable hand interlocking with a white, tender and clean hand.

A man who always kept a good distance, with alienated and indifferent eyebrows and eyes, nodded slightly towards the sky, and beside him stood a woman with a charming smile and happy eyes.

"bless all of you."

Tian Qing looked at the phantom with a bright smile on his face.

Bless you, I wish you a safe and happy future, and wish you happiness and worry-free in the next life, and grow old together.

Some people, meeting at the wrong time, are destined to be sad in this life, but they have no regrets.
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The Tiangong clan suffered more and more casualties. This was the seventh day after Chu Liang left.

Lu Jin and Qi Zijin stepped into the hall, Feng Ye and Liu Xi's faces were a little tired from the busy days.

Seeing Lu Jin and Qi Zijin appearing here, Feng Ye asked people to sit down and poured them a cup of tea: "This is the good tea that Liu Xi has treasured for a long time, the kind that I can't bear to drink."

"Then we have a lucky day today." Qi Zijin smiled. Although he was facing an elder, he had always been a well-behaved person, but at a time like this, he still needed something to relieve his emotions.

Two light-hearted jokes can make a person feel much better.

Lu Jin was as serious and old-fashioned as ever, and his serious face remained unchanged for thousands of years. The second elder of the Tiangong clan never joked, and he engraved seriousness and rules into his bones.

But he doesn't reject the jokes of the beast creators of the Tiangong clan.

Just because he doesn't know how to do something doesn't mean it's a heresy that shouldn't exist. The serious and upright Lu Jin embraces the playful smiles of some beast creators from the Tiangong clan.

At this time, even Qi Rui could bear it, so he naturally wouldn't say some disappointing words, he took the poured tea, drank it in one gulp, and praised: "Good tea."

Liu Xi looked at Lu Jinniu chewing peonies, twitched the corner of his mouth, and finally just shook his head helplessly.

At this time, who else can calm down and enjoy a cup of tea.

No matter how good tea is, now it only has two functions of relieving tension and quenching thirst.

Inexplicably, I thought of a certain little girl with bright eyes and bright teeth. If she was there, a few words should be able to make everyone smile.

The eccentric girl always does things that make people jump and can't bear to scold. If she can be with the Tiangong clan at this time, it should make everyone feel a lot more comforted.

That girl has a kind of power to stabilize the Beast Creator. I don't know if it's because of the race's heart or because of the girl's own charm. Liu Xi only knows that it's impossible for that girl to appear here.

It's impossible for them to let that girl stay here at this time.

"There are too many people." Feng Ye rubbed the center of his brows, obviously having some headaches, "There are too many powerful Emperors targeting the Tiangong clan."

The beast creators of the Tiangong clan can crush at the same level, no matter how bad they are, they are slightly better, but if the opponent wins by quantity, there is nothing they can do.

Although many Huanyu monks could be killed, the Tiangong clan also suffered a lot.

These seemingly light numbers are likely to be friends with whom I once drank and ate meat.

Lu Jin was silent for a while, and said, "Cancel the grand ceremony."

The grand ceremony, which is destined to be impossible to hold, has been kept just to give those emperors of the universe a reason to stay in the Tiangong clan.

It was too uncomfortable to watch the beast creators of the Tiangong clan die one after another. Those emperors had been hesitating, trying to find a suitable time to attack the beast creators who stayed here.

But it is simply impossible for such an opportunity to exist.

People are always greedy, and they always feel that there will be a better opportunity after a while, so they miss one suitable opportunity after another.

If it is normal, they have the patience to wait.

But now, they just want a quick fix.

The scope of the battle is too wide, and if it goes on, it will affect more innocent creatures.

Those emperors of the universe didn't care at all when they fought, and it is already unknown how many creatures were implicated to death.

The universe and heaven don't care about the affected stars that have already been born one after another, but their Tiangong clan can't.

(End of this chapter)