Thirty-ninth range works

Chapter 1357-Back

    

or, you can choose a more euphemistic way to deal with it, such as poisoning his throat, sewing his mouth, or directly cutting off his vocal cords. "" what happened today is of a very bad nature. I pu...the border of the Great Summer.

the Kunlun mirror breaks through the hazy fog and approaches the summer silently. Vaguely, you can see the outline of the miracle wall looming at the end of the sea level.

"I'm finally going home." Baili Pangpang stretched himself.

Lin Seven Nights, whose ears were wrapped in white cloth, sighed a sigh of relief when he saw the summer in the distance, and the tiredness surged to his heart, and the taut nerve finally relaxed.

from utopia to the gathering of agents, to the treasure house of kings, and then to Asgard. Lin Qiyue has been running around in the fog for too long, and the sense of crisis between life and death hangs over him all the time, making him physically and mentally exhausted. He didn't feel it yet, but now the nearer the summer is, the stronger this feeling is.

seeing the border of Daxia in the distance, Lin Qi Night felt more secure than ever before.

"someone is approaching." Standing in the middle of the Kunlun mirror, the Queen Mother of the West, with a squint in her eyes, suddenly turned her head and looked somewhere, and the divine power began to stir in her body.

whether it is she, Sun WuKong, Yang Jie, and Zhou Ping, they also look into the distance and are always ready to do so.

there was a thump in Lin Qinight's heart.

will not all arrive at the gate of Daxia, is there any other variable

Lin Qinight and others followed everyone's eyes and saw that outside the summer, a petite figure was floating in the air, seemingly hesitating and wandering.

"looks like a Nordic god, a fish out of the net" Sun WuKong picked up the golden hoop stick and his voice became cold gradually.

"wait!" Lin Qi Night saw the face of the figure clearly, suddenly opened his mouth,

"I. Know. "

the vague voice of Lin Qi Night sounded, and many of the great summer gods who were about to rush out stopped their bodies.

Shikoti in the distance also sensed their approach. She saw Lin Qi Night in the crowd, and her red eyes were stained with water vapor again.

"Lin Qi Nights!" Shikoti urged her body to rush to Lin Qinight quickly.

"Shikoti, what are you doing here"

Shikoti choked up and told the story again, but Lin Qinight could not hear him at all. It was only when the Queen Mother of the West sent a direct voice to his mind that she understood what Shicoty meant.

"OK." You can come back to Daxia with us. " Lin Qi Night looked at the poem Cody, who began to cry, looking a little complicated.

the sacrifice of Vierre Dante and Ould leads to the continuation of the "future", which may be a good thing for the extinct Nordic mythology.

of course, this also means that Galan can be saved. Cao Yuan, on the side of

, looked at the border of Daxia, and suddenly sighed.

"Lao Cao, what's the matter with you" Baili asked fatly.

"it's going back to summer soon, but we still haven't found the Ark of the Covenant." Cao Yuan shook his head. "there is something unfinished. I always feel that there is something missing in my heart."

"Lao Cao, you don't still have OCD, do you" Baili gave a fat tut, "the Ark of the Covenant has been missing in heaven, even if we want to find it, there is no place to look for it."... Maybe Michael has found the Ark of the Covenant and is ready to bring it back to the Great Summer "

just as the two were communicating, a voice suddenly came from beside them.

"[Ark of the Covenant] Heaven " Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, reached out and tapped the sword box gently, and a small square box fell on his palm. When he passed through a sea area before

, he somehow mistakenly entered an abandoned divine kingdom, which should be your paradise, and then found this thing there. Look, is this what you're looking for "

when I saw this box, the mouths of Pangpang and others could not be controlled.

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Big Summer.

Cangnan City.

the dim sunset shines on the signboard of the Peace Office, dyed with light gold, and the busy streets are full of pedestrians hurrying home.

"Ding Dong-Welcome!"

the crisp electronic sound sounded, and Su Zhe, who was dozing behind the counter, suddenly woke up.

"well, we're closed. Come back tomorrow if you have something to do." Su Zhe yawned and said.

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he glanced at the door and was suddenly stunned.

I saw a big gray dog standing in front of the glass door, whining low to him, looking very aggressive.

behind the ferocious dog, a dark-haired girl pushed the door in the pale golden sunset, glancing across the storefront, with memories and a touch of sadness in her eyes.

"wait, you look familiar." Su Zhe looked at the girl's face carefully and scratched his head hard, always feeling that he had seen her somewhere.

the girl glanced around and her eyes fell on Su Zhe. She was silent for a moment and asked

"who is the captain of team 136now"

"it's Gan Yangyu." Su Zhe blurted out subconsciously, and then recalled, "are you also a night watchman" Which team are you on "

"Gan Yangyu …" As the girl pronounced the strange name, her eyes became more and more disappointed.

. I see. "

she turned and pushed the door out.

watching the figure of one man and one dog disappear at the end of the road, Su Zhe suddenly had a flash of inspiration and rushed to the hanging picture frame by the wall and carefully identified it.

"is it her" The face in Su Zhe's mind overlapped with a face in the album. He exclaimed, "is she Si Xiaonan"

former members of team 136

countless thoughts flashed through Su Zhe's mind, but in the end, he clenched his teeth and rushed out of the door of the office!

he chased the fading figure and left the city. The surrounding buildings became more and more rare and the environment gradually deserted. By the time Su Zhe came to his senses, he had reached a deserted suburb.

at the same time, the girl's figure was also missing.

"isn't this near the Night's Watch Mausoleum"

Su Zhe recognized the place. With the memory in his mind, he walked through the gate of the mausoleum and went deep into it bit by bit.

finally, he found the figure of the maiden again in a mausoleum.

in the dim sunset, golden leaves fly.

the girl sits alone in the mausoleum, holding a tombstone in her hand and depicting something in the other hand.

glistening tears fall down the face of the tablet, the breeze blows, and her long black hair floats lightly.

vaguely, a slight voice passed into Su Zhe's ear.

"Lengxuan. We're going home. "

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on the bed,

Blaki's eyelashes trembled and slowly opened her eyes.

the strong scent of flowers drilled into his nasal cavity, allowing his consciousness to return quickly from obscurity. He stared at the familiar cabin roof overhead, and after a moment, suddenly sat up from the bed!

"this is." Blakey looked around and seemed a little puzzled.

he looked down at himself, a clean and tidy robe, clinging to the surface of the skin, fragrance drifting from the cloth, giving people a kind of inexplicable peace of mind.

Blaki stood up and didn't have time to put on his shoes. Dunden stepped on the wooden floor and rushed to the door.

amid an old creak, the wooden door opened.

whoo-hoo!

A soft spring breeze, mixed with the refreshing fragrance of flowers, surged to Blakey's face.

his blond hair was fluttering in the fragrance, and his handsome face looked blankly at the endless sea of chrysanthemum flowers.

countless yellowish petals rose with the wind, like a golden wave brushing around Blaki, and then the blue sky was rolled up.

he saw the beautiful shadow in the sea of flowers, and his pupils shrunk!

in the sun, in the sea of light gold flowers,

A gentle woman with a white skirt better than snow turned her head slightly, her beautiful eyes looked at Blaki and smiled and bent into a pair of crescent moon.

"Hello again." Blaki. "

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Volume 4, "verve Movement", end.

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