Cute Scripture of Mountains and Seas

From the huge stele of Mengmeng Shanhaijing, the slender and perfect body of the prehistoric dragon with the candle of eternal light in its mouth meanders out.

Although this body is not as good as it was in its heyday, if you look closely, many parts of it still have signs of damage and petrification.

However, after waking up, she has already shed the deep death breath, and after returning from the highest monument, she has indeed awakened from the eternal death sleep again.

Everything is because of Mei Xue's persistence, Mei Xue's hard work, and Mei Xue's belief.

The path he chose, the fairy ring he forged, the Dharma body he awakened, and there has never been any path that shakes the "three thousand ways, tolerance and tolerance".

Reappearing the prehistoric, the last wish of the dragon holding a candle, Mei Xue has never forgotten

This effort, this persistence, finally blossomed and borne fruit in this final battle, when Mei Xue faced an unprecedented terrifying opponent, the strongest demon king that even immortals could not defeat.

The highest and most powerful guardian in the ancient prehistoric times, Meixue's thousandth true love, and the original creator of Mengmeng Shanhaijing world—Zhulong, awakened.

Because of love and belief, the Dragon Holding Candle entrusted the Classic of Mountains and Seas and his unfulfilled dream to Mei Xue.

Mei Xue lived up to expectations, completed the mission given to him by the Dragon Holding Candle, and finally possessed all the hearts of the mountains and the hearts of the seas, and even a heart of the abyss.

The hope of the dragon holding the candle, the love of the dragon holding the candle, and the dream of the dragon holding the candle are all fulfilled by Mei Xue beyond expectations.

Therefore, when Meixue encountered the greatest crisis and Mengmeng and Taichu called her mother's name together, the Candle Dragon woke up.

This time, the strongest guardian of the ancient prehistory will fight for Mei Xue.

"Thank you...you've done better than I thought, Mei Xue." Holding an everlasting candle, the body of the candle-holding dragon surrounded Mei Xue, making a gentle voice.

"This time, it's my turn to fulfill your wish."

"Tell me, what kind of wish do you want to have?" The great guardian of the wilderness looked at his little lover with mischievous eyes full of doting.

"I am the first creature born in the primordial chaos of the primordial world."

"I am the sun and the moon, I am the earth and the sea, I am the flame and ice, I am the origin of the earth, water, fire and wind, and I am the will of the prehistoric world."

"My name is the dragon holding the candle! The symbol of immortality."

"I am the Great Desolation!"

What reverberates between the heaven and the earth is the greatest pride of the dragon holding candle, and its unshakable will as the guardian of the prehistoric world.

The way of heaven is dead, and the heavens have fallen, but she did not die, but revived again in this world called Zhuhaiqunshan.

Her resurrection also means that the prehistoric will inevitably reappear.

As long as she wakes up from the stele again, she can reverse the rules of heaven, reverse the wheel of fate, and reappear the prehistoric world!

language and cognition.

behaviors and phenomena.

mind and body.

Open your eyes for the day, close your eyes for the night, the strongest being in charge of the cycle of the four seasons in the ancient prehistoric world, and the cycle of day and night, has completely returned.

She is the sky, it is the earth, it is the yin and yang and the five elements, it is the symbol of the laws of the entire prehistoric world, and it is the guardian of the world.

She is the balance that adjusts the balance of the power of the world, and the center responsible for the operation of the power of the world. She is fair and selfless, never participates in any battles, and is an absolutely neutral guardian of order.

She is neither a god nor a saint, but a creature born from chaos, an ancient symbol that existed earlier than saints.

Under the light of the huge everlasting candle, she transformed into Mei Xue's familiar posture, stretched out her hands to Mei Xue, and embraced her lover.

"I've kept you waiting, Mei Xue." Zhulong kissed Mei Xue's cheek, and looked at Mei Xue who was entwined with lifelessness all over her body in distress.

"No, not long ago, it feels like yesterday." Mei Xue looked at her true love in front of her happily.

The tall and straight Meifeng, the slender waist, the plump buttocks, and the extraordinarily exquisite curves are full of nostalgia.

In front of Mei Xue, the dragon horns on her head naturally stretched out, her slightly messy hair scattered on the tip of Mei Xue's nose, the feminine fragrance penetrated her nose, her skin was white and rosy, smoother than any jade.

One eye was shining with a bright sun, and the other eye was hung with a cold silver moon. That soft and broad mind could accommodate the next world, but hugged him alone.

With her, you have the world.

That broad mind only contained him alone.

Mei Xue's ideal, perfect, the thousandth lover, the only one who can compare with Daxia Longji.

After falling in love nine hundred and ninety-nine times, the hand she stretched out to him was so dazzling and beautiful.

The moment he hugged her, he had a brand new life, a brand new future, and that was the first time he tasted the unique beauty of combining heartbeat, breathing, and even the frequency of his soul.

The temperature of her skin, the shy and sweet voice when performing the ritual of the soul, the ancient and prehistoric knowledge he got from her, and the inheritance of the Shan Hai Jing are the turning points of his destiny.

When she hugged him tenderly and considerately, she was like a mother hugging her own child, and like a lover hugging her lover. The relationship between the two actually surpassed the love between ordinary people and rose to an indescribable realm.

Like a mother, like a sister, like a lover, an elder, and a lover, everything that the Dragon Holding a Candle gave Mei Xue changed him, encouraged him, and finally embarked on a new path of life.

If, without that agreement, he would have followed the path that Master Huiguo had left for him, heading west all the way to Xiaoleiyin Temple to escape into Buddhism.

"big liar!"

"Why...you can forget so easily!"

"You, hopeless, damn liar!"

Astaroth went berserk, and the black air that was more than ten times more than before escaped from her damaged black bridal dress.

In front of a bride who was abandoned at the wedding, she is in love with another woman, looks harmonious and beautiful, and is extremely happy-can this kind of thing be tolerated!

I can't stand it!

Sure enough, this kind of bastard should be slaughtered cleanly!

"This... sorry..." Mei Xue looked at the furious Astarot, really not knowing what she had done to this demon king in her previous life.

After all, what returned was only the power stored in the stars, and his memory did not really recover.

What he observed in the World Garden was only "Mei Xue", and he had not completed the observation of more memories of the past.

"It's okay...it's not your fault..."

"I remembered, in the prehistoric era, I have seen you in the past."

"At that time, you also wore this dress, and you were often together with the Demon Emperor and Blue Bird." The Candle Dragon gently stroked Mei Xue's hair, showing nostalgic eyes:

"Now, you are the only one left, the Great Sun Golden Crow. I can't bear to have you taken away."

"My favorite... Mei Xue..."