MTL - Eternal Gate-Chapter 2117 go again

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The war between gods and demons came to an end, leaving behind a world of ruins.

All walks of life are like this, and all walks of life are also very peaceful, except for places where people gather, such as tea stalls and wine shops, there are noisy discussions, and there is basically no war.

Shenchao suffered heavy casualties against the restricted area.

After the war, everyone is recuperating.

Heal the wound, retreat the retreat.

The rest are basically repairing their homes.

All because of the sanction of the gods, forced into the fairy world.

When the Great Universe collided with the Great Universe, except for the restricted area of ​​Shenxu, no family was complete. In such a situation, no lineage of inheritance would be able to fight again.

However, there are also lively boundaries.

Like a small universe, there are visitors every day.

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Nothing more than looking at the scenery to find the source.

If the enemies bump into each other by accident, an appointment is always necessary.

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There are also those who don't talk about martial arts, taking advantage of the dark night and high wind, to form a team to rob.

As a result, all walks of life have ceased, but this new world is constantly fighting.

"Sister, it's better to use your method." In the middle of the night, the rulers of all realms and the underworld heard giggling laughter, speaking to Lin Zhihua.

The ruler of the fairy world is a good man! ...taught them how to reap the benefits.

In a battle between gods and demons, they didn't miss out on porcelain, and made a lot of money.

The sanctioners are also poor!

This is not to get rich!

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"Aren't you going to share some with me?" Lin Zhihua replied.

Well! As soon as these words came out, the two below were selectively deaf.

For this reason, I also found a good reason for myself:

The masters of the gods are too messy, and they hit the great universe of the fairy world, and the mortal world and the underworld also suffer. As the masters of the two worlds, they have to work hard to repair them, and they can't whisper to each other.

hehe! ...Lin Zhihua cast a sideways glance, and didn't bother to talk to those two guys.

In terms of dedication, she had to be the one who hadn't rested since the ruler of the God Realm was buried, and she was afraid that a runaway would offend God, so she would be wiped out as well.

She does not forget to look at the world when she is cultivating the universe, and she calls it an inspection.

In this battle, she blocked many people.

There are always a few of them who are particularly dishonest.

Just like the golden-haired monkey in Shenchao, who has been cursing non-stop since he was locked in the small black room, often carrying his stick and having fun in the valley, but no matter how much he bumps, he just can't get out of that world.

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The little flame swayed and called out in a milky voice.

With just a few words, Zhao Yun was heartbroken by shouting, and choked up crying.

Why!

Lin Zhihua sighed, knowing Zhao Yun's state of mind.

She is the witness of the love disaster between the Lord of the God Dynasty and the Queen of Heaven Slaughter, Huafan.

Poverty is also good.

An Le is worth mentioning.

Life and death several times.

When we arrived, we still couldn't escape a sorrow and pain.

In the end, she flicked her sleeves and unsealed Zhao Yunxiu's seal.

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Whether it is a **** or a mortal, as far as he is concerned, he can't get out of that prison, just to make him feel better. Although the queen has been buried, their child is still there. The poor little flame will always replace her mother. live on.

"Thank you."

Zhao Yun spoke hoarsely, and finally wiped away his tears.

He sacrificed the power of the primordial spirit, and carefully wrapped the little flame.

For the rest of his life, he will use his life to protect this child.

Zheng!

The sound of sword chant resounded, and a beam of light flew out of the eternal world.

It is the Queen's World-Exterminating Sword, stained with bright red blood, flying around the little flame.

It has a spirit, and the sound of the sword is sad and gentle.

Grief is for the master, who has returned to this era, but still cannot escape his death.

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Tenderness is a child to the master.

The peerless queen is gone. In this life, it only recognizes this little creature. It will protect her from growing up and singing along the way.

the next day,

Zhao Yun changed his clothes and went out with a **** on his shoulder.

The clothes are tattered, they were woven by the Queen.

The **** is rusted and does not hinder the plowing.

The little flame is there, hanging in his divine sea, refined by his eternal source, nourished by the power of his primordial spirit.

The small mountain village is just as in memory, quiet and simple, with no blood, no disturbances in the world, and a sense of peace.

However, it is a prison, and there is such an enchantment invisible to mortals, covering this world.

And he was the guilty prisoner, anyone in the village could get out, except him.

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He didn't know how long Lin Zhihua would block him.

Since you choose this place, then take another trip to the past.

"Back then, why did you leave without saying goodbye." It was still Li Laoxie, who appeared out of nowhere and carried a bamboo building on his back. It seemed that he was going to collect medicine in the mountains.

He is old, but his body is strong, and he doesn't look half twilight, and the more he lives, the younger he is, his face is full of glory.

Zhao Yun could see that it would not be a problem for someone to extend Li Laoshi's life and live another hundred or eighty years. As for who gave the life yuan, he knew it well.

Back then, Taixi was nostalgic for the mortal world.

On the contrary, he was so heartless, he was only thinking about prying the baby.

"The world is huge, go and have a look." Zhao Yun's voice was hoarse.

"Your little daughter-in-law!" Li Laoxi handed over half a jug of old wine.

"She... went to a very far place." When Zhao Yun said this, his eyes were dim.

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When Li Laoxi heard this, his brows frowned slightly, and he thought, I'm afraid he's dead?

Zhao Yun didn't say any more, and walked away with the old **** on his shoulder.

In the field, there are many little dolls chasing and frolicking, while the adults are busy working in the field.

They have all suffered catastrophes, and no one dares to be lazy, so they want to have a good harvest through hard work and store enough food so that the whole family will not go hungry.

Seeing Zhao Yun, many people came over.

It has been many years, but unexpectedly, the young man who lost his memory back then returned to this small village, but he didn't know where his daughter-in-law went.

Zhao Yun smiled politely, rolled up his sleeves, and waved his hoe.

At this moment, he is no longer the lord of the gods fighting fiercely, but an ordinary mortal, with his cultivation base locked and his sharpness exhausted.

Returning to the basics, he wants to walk an ordinary way in this small village, which is to pay homage to the way he came, and also to wait for his love with Taixi.

As the sun sets, there is more smoke in the village.

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In front of almost every house, there is a woman waiting for her husband to come home.

It was a warm scene, full of sweat and fatigue, but full of laughter and laughter.

"Miss."

I don't know whether to use emotion deeply or to enter the drama too deeply.

When Zhao Yun pushed open the courtyard door, he subconsciously called out.

However, the "Sanggong" sound many years ago...he is destined not to hear it, just pieces of withered and yellow leaves, accompanied by bits and pieces of tender memories, drifting down.

A moment of joy, a moment of loneliness.

How hopeful, how sad.

He put down the hoe, and sat alone in front of the door, silently in a daze.