MTL - My Wife Why is She So Cute-Chapter 85

At this moment, the time of a thousand years seems to be passing back.

The jade finger was spinning rapidly in the air, and gradually, the white jadeite and the red jadeite seemed to be melted apart in the air.

With a hundred years of loneliness, longing and pain, I trace back everything that Shenying has experienced in the past thousand years.

Thousands of years ago, Shenying was like this, waking up alone in an empty valley.

She was drawn to conclusions by the gods and by the world. Once she came to the world, she would definitely suffer countless ups and downs, be deceived and insulted, and finally return to the place where she should be alone.

But now, Song Nianying's tears are shed on the ground. Behind her is the light blue light that has followed her for thousands of years. Even after taking off the jade ring finger, it still tightly surrounds her, lingering like the sea, and bringing With the taste of tears.

And the little drops of red blood fell on her body like stars.

The gods and shadows on the ground all looked up at their sister.

She is not alone, she has so much.

Thousands of years.

They have waited for thousands of years.

Some couldn't wait any longer and passed away halfway, but the blood of the gods and shadows flowed on them, how could they forget? Future generations will continue to guard and wait for them.

The purple wolf's eyes were full of tears, and the jade flute in its mouth let go, and the jade flute rode the wind and slowly went up.

Thousands of years.

She lost and gained a lot.

She was no longer alone when she woke up.

She closed her eyes, the past and the past emerged in her mind, and in the sky, the shocking Sanskrit sound from thousands of years ago appeared in her ears.

She opened her eyes, and at that moment, she grasped the blue jade flute, her eyes were shining with golden light as dazzling as the sun.

The waves rolled.

Yan Chuyu rushed out of the lake, she looked up at Song Nianying in mid-air, the wind and waves roared, with blue halos, like sea water returning to its nest, being absorbed by her body little by little.

no no…

The thirteenth princess hurriedly followed behind, she looked up at Song Nianying, and exclaimed: "The tribulation is coming to an end."

It is such music.

No one in the South China Sea will ever forget them.

However, Shenying is no longer as firm as it was a thousand years ago.

Song Nianying looked up at the sky, with vicissitudes and relief after wandering for thousands of years in her eyes, she raised the jade flute in her hand, put it to her mouth, and played it softly.

The wave-like flute sound merged with the Sanskrit sound, and a light came down from the sky.

Come back.

Come back.

Don't give up the world, or the world is not worth it at all.

How many gods and shadows return to heaven, even if they look back, they don't want to take another look at this saha world.

Song Nianying's hair was shrouded in light, her skin was crystal clear, and she no longer felt tired and painful every time they met.

At that moment, the animals who had been rescued by her all prostrated themselves on the ground, looking up at her.

She is really like a god, admired by all.

All of these were saved by her bit by bit with her own body, hair, skin, and flesh.

It turned out that so many people had been saved unconsciously.

Yan Chuyu covered her chest with her hands, the aura that had returned to her body originally belonged to her, not only failed to heal her, but made her whole body ache.

There were blue tears in her eyes, she shook her head, "No, Niannian..."

She didn't believe that Nian Nian would just leave like this.

But... It's the best choice for her to leave, isn't it?

All of this is what she wants, right?

But why does my heart still hurt so much?

A fishy and sweet breath rose from her throat, Yan Chuyu's long hair was blown away by the wind, and her eyes were scarlet.

The past and the past flashed across her mind rapidly.

--what's your name?

——I don’t know either, do you know?

——You can call me Yinger.

——Nian Nian.

——Don't be afraid, Chu Yu, I am here, I am your wife, and I am willing to support you.

…

——It hurts, it hurts too much, I'm sorry, I lied to you, I can't hold on anymore.

——Don't die, don't die.

——Shen Ying is a celestial being after all, and death is just the end of the catastrophe for her, returning to the home that should belong to her.

…

At this moment, the Heart-eating Gu seemed to be able to inspire Yan Chuyu's heart, they became active, and a broken heart was crushed by it.

The tears that filled the sky turned into Song Nianying's favorite firefly, flying towards her.

That was the last obsession of the Holy King.

But Song Nianying, who had always loved her as everything, just lowered his head and smiled at her.

That smile is pity, comfort, and relief.

It seems that the nostalgia and affection are really gone.

The thirteenth princess watched from the side, countless lights came down, and the seven-colored lights enveloped Song Nianying. The brilliance of colored glaze flowed around her body, and two auspicious clouds had already fallen under her feet. When she stepped on it, she should have gone back. s position.

——The body is dead, the heart is dead.

If Song Nianying leaves, what is the use of all she has done?

What is she waiting for?

Yan Chuyu felt as if she had fallen into a polar glacier, it was pitch black and endless, just like when she fell asleep, but even colder and more desolate than when she fell asleep.

Because in the distance, there is no gentle person waiting for her to guard her.

Everything became chaotic, and when the thirteenth princess screamed: "Seventh Sister!", Yan Chuyu's body fell backwards, and she fell into the vast ocean.

Her lake-blue robe was blown up by the wind, and the last tear that fell from her eyes was Song Nianying's appearance.

Just like before, Song Nianying fell into the sea.

But, where she couldn't see, a hand made of gentle mist gently grabbed her waist.

In the sky, there are already lights and shadows flickering. After a