After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 116 Represents the Coming Storm
Naturally, sky lanterns should be placed at night to better achieve the shocking effect.

Shu Nong and Yan Chang'an wandered around Muyun City for a long time, finally at night, they reunited with Song Lin and released sky lanterns on top of tall buildings.

It was windy at night.

So it wasn't that Shu He wanted to see it. He just turned on the lamp and looked at the lively street scene casually. When he looked up, he saw the lamp belonging to Yan Chang'an that was blown above him by the breeze.

His lamp is really recognizable. From the moment he got it, the sky lantern full of wishes left a deep impression on him.

There were many words on the lamp, but when he looked up, he only saw the last line of words.

"Three wishes, if love can't be forced, then that's fine."

His densely packed words of emotion only combined to write three wishes!

I don’t know that his first two——

Shu and Hu froze, with an awkward smile hanging on their faces, hidden under the flickering lights.

He turned his head a little slowly, Yan Changan was looking at the direction Shu Nong's lamp was leaving, but didn't notice him for a while, but——

He met Song Lin's gaze.

Song Lin was standing next to him, his gaze seemed to have just shifted from Yan Chang'an's sky lantern, and happened to bump into him.

Shu He subconsciously laughed dryly twice.

He and Yan Chang'an are both the best of the younger generation. Although the relationship between the two of them is not close to the level of close friends and confidants, at least they have experienced several big competitions, and they still have a basic understanding of each other. .

He has been in Chang'an for more than [-] years, and he has been cultivating on a daily basis. When will there suddenly be another girl, even a girl whom he wants to force love?
Shu He thought about it.

Yan Changan suddenly appeared beside him, and was treated specially by him, a person who could develop love.

Only his little aunt——

The person next to him who he has admired for a long time.

Song Lin's expression was very calm, he didn't care that Yan Chang'an's wish had anything to do with Shu Nong.

He was stubbornly scary.

He can insist on mourning Shu Nong for 600 years regardless of the eyes of the world. He doesn't care who Shu Nong likes, just like what he said to Shu Nong in the blue light illusion in the Hall of Common People.

If she likes it, everyone is happy, and he gets what he wants; if she doesn't like it, he doesn't like it, and he can also be a simple elder brother. It is also a joy to be able to watch her, and occasionally help a little.

The matter of love cannot be forced, even Yan Chang'an, who is young in love, knows it, how can he not know it.

Downstairs is the bustling world, and the laughter and hawking of the common people is the best movement in Muyun City.

Thousands of sky lanterns rose slowly, and the lights reflected on the faces of thousands of people. Muyun City was like a city that never sleeps.

Shu Nong followed the sky lantern and looked towards the sky.

Light the sky lanterns, pray for the protection of the gods, and hope that the heavens will fulfill your wishes.

There is probably a way of heaven, otherwise she would not have the opportunity to stand here and watch the lights.

But the gods——

Since she was born, it seems that she has never heard of anyone ascending...

If the gods really exist, will there be demons in the heavens?

Shu Nong lowered his eyes, looking at the smiling faces below.

For 600 years, Liu Xubai's deeds of beheading the demon with blue light have been widely spread, and countless people regard the blue light as a magic weapon to save the world.

When she was asleep, countless people tried to wake her up in order to gain power.

Shu Nong thought, whether it is joy that she is still alive, or regret that Qing Guang has recognized the Lord.

She woke up, after all, there are many people who are lucky that the human race holds the fairy sword.

But her waking up also represented this other thing.

It is said that the blue light saves the world, and the fairy sword, which has been sleeping for 600 years, wakes up——

Shu Nong's complexion was slightly gloomy, looking at the sky lantern that was slowly drifting away.

Storm is coming.

(End of this chapter)