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Chapter 433 Wearing it backwards (finale)

After the words were finished, Yu Shuo was bathed in golden light, and it turned out that the thunder pillar that was about to push it down slowly pushed up.

This is Yu Shuo's efforts, all of its power is released, not a single drop is left.

Can it be successful?

I clenched my hands tightly and watched this scene without blinking.

Just as I was expecting it, the thunder ball that had always existed in the whirlpool's eyes suddenly exploded, turning into overwhelming lightning, but instantly gathered into the thunder pillar.

The thunder pillar shook violently, but it was not a sign of bursting, but a sign of becoming manic.

Sure enough, when the shaking stopped, Lei Zhu shook violently, and the Lei Wei released was instantly strengthened several times, pushing Yu Shuo down with an unstoppable trend. , can't stop the car at all.

"No!" My pupils shrank suddenly, and I subconsciously shouted out.

But Lei Zhu's strength didn't weaken because of my shout, and Yu Shuo's strength couldn't be increased by half.

There was only a bang, and Lei Zhu pushed Yu Shuo violently to the ground.

The ground burst open, countless cracks flashed, a violent storm formed on the ground, and rushed to the surroundings like a hurricane. The pyrotechnic village was wiped out, and the surrounding mountain walls collapsed directly. In the end, everything was covered by thick smoke and dust...

Because the storm was formed on the ground, and the white clouds floated us in a relatively high mid-air, so it didn't affect us.

But at this moment, I would rather be affected by the storm. Witnessing this scene with my own eyes will break my whole heart and suffocate me so much that I can't breathe.

Can it still survive?
It didn't stop the God of Nirvana at all!

"If the sky wants to destroy it, it has to die." Liu Qing said with a sigh.

I knelt down on the white cloud with a puff, tears poured out, and stared blankly at the smoke and dust below.

After Lei Zhu pushed Yu Shuo and hit the ground, it didn't disappear. It seemed to be the only one in the world, and it gradually dissipated after a long time. It seemed to tell us that the way of heaven cannot be violated.

Did it fail in the end?
Is everything empty?
My mind went blank.

"Hey, look, there is still golden light there!" Suddenly, Liu Fan pointed to a spot in the smoke and exclaimed.

My spirit was shocked, and I looked quickly, and I really saw a shimmering golden light in the center of the smoke and dust all over the sky, like a lighthouse on a night of strong winds and waves.

This... Could it be that it didn't disappear?

"Find a way to go down and have a look!" I yelled at Liu Qing and Liu Fan.

"We can't go down, but don't worry, this white cloud was created by Yu Shuo's celestial power, if it dies, it will slowly dissipate, if it is not dead, then it is an adult, and it will slowly dissipate Go!" Liu Fan said.

"Ah! After the white clouds dissipate, won't we fall to our death?" Liu Qing exclaimed.

"Fuck you big-headed ghost, calm down!" Liu Fan scolded.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the white cloud under our feet actually began to slowly dissipate, and led us down slowly. When it touched the ground, it finally dissipated completely, and we stepped on the ground immediately.

Although the white cloud dissipated, it didn't mean that Yu Shuo had successfully grown up, maybe it was dead, so I didn't want to wait for a moment, and immediately rushed into the smoke and dust, and ran towards the golden light.

Liu Qing and Liu Fan naturally followed closely behind.

It didn't take long for us to see the golden light again in the smoke and dust.

But when we rushed out of the smoke and dust, we saw a scene that broke me down.

There is indeed a golden light here, but it is not emitted from Yu Shuo, but from the pure white clothes, and it is getting weaker and weaker.

I collapsed on the ground, this is Yu Shuo's clothes, but where did it go?Is there no scum left after being smashed by the thunder pillar?

"What... what's going on? There's only one piece of clothing left? It's unscientific. Clothes shouldn't be able to withstand the thunder of the God of Nirvana." Liu Qing also looked confused.

Liu Fan glared at him, and then said to me: "Don't worry, Le Ling, your clothes were transformed by its immortal power. Since the clothes can be left behind, it must have not been hung up, maybe it was chopped off to other places, wait Let's look for the smoke and dust."

This seems reasonable, and hope was rekindled in my heart, waiting for the smoke to disperse.

Ten minutes later, the damn smoke and dust finally dissipated, and a ruined wall appeared in front of our eyes, which had been destroyed by the thunder column.

But I didn't pay attention to it, I just searched for Yu Shuo's figure, but after searching for a long time, I didn't see his shadow.

"This...that's impossible, the clothes transformed by Xianli are all there, why is it missing?" Liu Fan couldn't calm down anymore, he wondered.

My heart was stuffy, my throat was sweet, and I spat out a mouthful of blood, fell on my back, and my consciousness began to be in a trance...

It still failed after all...

After that, I couldn't bear the ups and downs of the psychological stimulation anymore, and I passed out as soon as I closed my eyes...

Two days later, I woke up in a hotel in Liutian Town, accompanied by Liu Qing and Liu Fan. Liu Qing was holding the white dress that was transformed by immortal power but did not disperse.

What exactly is going on?The white clothes are there, but it is gone.

I stayed in Liutian Town for more than a month, and went to Yanhuo Village every day to look for it, but there was no trace of it at all.

It seems that it is really dead, the existence of Baiyi is just an accident.

With a heart full of sadness, I returned to Guangzhou with Liu Qing and Liu Fan.

I hang this white dress in my bedroom and look at it every day.

This is a dream, a bit beautiful, but also a bit bitter dream.

Three years later, I went to Hunan alone, where there is a field of lavender, which is very beautiful.

In the early morning, when I went there from the hotel, there was no one there and it was relatively quiet.

But when someone saw me, their eyes were a little strange, which made me puzzled, but I didn't care, I just looked at this piece of lavender.

Because its color is blue, I think of the Jiuyoudi flower that Yu Shuo once used, and the dreamlike blue ocean after it burst, and my heart still throbs.

Three years later, I still haven't forgotten, and I can't accept other men.

I walked slowly among the lavender fields, recalling that dream little by little.

"Miss, you seem to be wearing your pants backwards." Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Pants?

I lowered my head suddenly, and actually saw that my pants were put on backwards, no wonder those people looked at me with strange eyes, it was so embarrassing.

"Miss, you look quite familiar. Have we met somewhere? I only have three years of memory." The man behind said again.

My heart trembled inexplicably, and I turned around suddenly to look, only to see a face that was so familiar that I couldn't be more familiar with it, handsome and cold.

It's Yu Shuo!
There was a bang in my head, he...isn't dead?
"Miss, why are you so dumb, do you know me?" Seeing me stunned, he asked with a puzzled expression.

I just came back to my senses, I was surprised and happy, I wanted to rush over to hug him, and say loudly that I know him and that I am his sweetheart.

But I think this is not romantic enough, not in line with the artistic conception here.

So I suppressed the excitement in my heart, smiled slightly, hooked my fingers at him, and said, "Come here, I'll tell you."

He glanced at me suspiciously, then walked up to me slowly, looked at me, and said, "Can we talk now?"

"Say your uncle!"

I slammed him down on the lavender next to me.

"Ah! Miss, what are you doing! We've only met for the first time, it's impossible!"

I kissed him hard...

Although I don't know why he disappeared three years ago, and why he lost his memory, but this is not important anymore.

Pushing him in the lavender and regaining our love is still quite romantic.

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