Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 2399 [The middle of the finale] The Lord of the Palace of Longevity on the other side of the galaxy. 3
When he first entered Jiangling City, Song Chen was just a brave young man.

Now, looking at it again before parting, it is full of things that are hard to let go, and it is full of people who are concerned. Therefore, he wants to keep the peace of this city and keep all the memories here.

I hope that when I come back, it will still be snowing all over the sky, and I will still be a teenager.

Later, Song Chen struggled to stand up under the cannon fire all over the sky. The building was about to collapse, and there was no way to support it alone. In front of him was a city of Jiangling that was riddled with holes, and there were only a few people around him.

He was covered in blood, with a broken blade in his hand, with the thought of dying together.

Just at this moment, I heard a familiar soft call——

"A Chen."

That magnificent figure standing in the snow all over the sky overlapped with the man with firm eyes in front of him.

The mountains and rivers will be broken, but they stand here, no one is willing to leave first, just because they have always stood side by side, each other's armor.

In troubled times, there is a side of gold and iron horses, and there is a gentle and peaceful side. For a hundred years, he would like to keep Jiangling City peaceful and clean, and he would also like to wait for such a prosperous and clear world.

At the end of the long years, the old people will meet each other, and they will surely return triumphantly.

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When the gods waited until they were burning with anxiety, the barrier of the 33 layers of heaven was finally opened, and that slender, cold and arrogant figure, who looked down upon the common people, appeared in front of them.

There is a road between the temples leading directly to the center, and the light falls on the road, like a road to immortality.

"Boom!"

The bell was long and melodious, soaking into the bottom of people's hearts.

"Boom!"

One sound after another, every time Fo Ling took a step, stepping up the bell, he saw that the light on her body became more and more bright.

Foling had already walked to the center, and the light that emanated from her illuminated the sky, turned into a beam of light, and connected with Optimus Prime hidden in the sky.

With a peerless face, she was imposing, she was dressed in a simple and majestic green shirt, and her long hair was lightly scattered, just like that, she returned to her appearance when she was standing on the top.

Fo Ling's beautiful lips lifted slightly, and he gently spoke to the people who were already excited to seething. Those words floated out very slowly from his lips and teeth: "I'm back!"

Today, 1000 years later, she claims to return again.

The daughter of Qingtian, the ancestor god who created the world, stands on the top of the gods, the most supreme existence.

Her name is Foling!
But he, who was always by her side, was no longer there...

"Welcome Her Majesty the Goddess to return to her throne!"

"Welcome Her Majesty the Goddess to return to her throne!"

"Congratulations..."

Throughout the 33 heavens, thousands of gods knelt down and shouted in unison, the voices shook the heavens and the earth.

The beam of light connects to the earth, and that powerful force rushes from the 33rd heaven of Shenzu to the distance, declaring that the land of thousands of miles of Shenzu finally has a master.

Qiyue stood among the inconspicuous crowd, thinking that Fo Ling would not notice her at this time, but suddenly there was a pain in her limbs and bones, which made her grin her teeth.

Consciousness became a little fuzzy, and suddenly, Qiyue heard clearly, a long, hoarse, eerie voice overflowing from her lips, she called slowly and faintly: "Qiyue."

That eerie and eerie voice came from the Buddha spirit!

Qiyue's complexion suddenly changed, her face was pale, she shuddered alive, her teeth chattered: "Master... Lord..."

"Ha ha."

A low and hoarse laugh flowed from Fo Ling's lips. The woman raised her slender and long eyes, and looked at Qi Yue lightly and shallowly: "I knew it, you haven't forgotten me."

In the cold palace dimly lit by lights, the woman was wearing a light blue robe and flowing black hair, standing against the backlight, her thin figure was ethereal and dreamy.

Sunk in time, turned yellow.

(End of this chapter)