MTL - God! I Turned Into a Turtle-Chapter 2194 end

I turned into a turtle!

The Realm of God is beautiful, with the warm sun shining brightly, and the life bathed in golden yellow is full of vitality.

This is something that Yuanshen Realm never had.

The Realm of the True Gods was far away from the chaos of war, and when the wind blew, it did not bring depression and anxiety.

Di Xiwei is still so beautiful, she is about to become a mother, after many years after her husband passed away, she still hides that nostalgia.

She's been sleeping lately and always has the same type of dream.

In the dream, she saw her first encounter with her husband, at that time she almost hated this enemy.

Every time Di Xiwei wakes up, she will sit up from the bed, look at the dim light outside the window, always half wronged and half thinking about him, with the corners of her lips curled up, and there is such a longing smile.

Later, she often dreamed about her husband bewitching her, and she often woke up in the middle of the night with a wet pillow.

It turned out that I thought about him for too long and too deeply, so I missed him into tears.

Over time...

The cold beauty is also in the process of waiting for her husband to return. She restrained her coldness like a hedgehog, learned how to weave clothes and cook, and became a gentle and virtuous beautiful woman.

All these changes were just to wait for his return.

He said that when he brought the Empress back, he would never go to Yuanshen Realm again.

"So, he's bound to come back, right?"

Di Xiwei hung in the air, looking at Master Pei expectantly.

She tied her jet-black hair with a silver hairpin, simple yet luxurious.

The breeze blew, gently shaking the plain white long brocade clothes, with an elegant temperament and a little frailty.

When she asked this sentence expectantly, the picture seemed to be eternal, and all the voices disappeared.

Everyone turned their attention to Master Pei.

Quiet.

Under their feet is the beauty and color of the mountains and rivers, water and wood paintings, and in the distance is the warm sun shining brightly, the breeze is warm and warm for thousands of miles.

The people bathed in the golden yellow were slightly dazzling.

Master Pei was silent for a moment, then said, "He's dead."

Suddenly, a strong wind started from nowhere and blew away a nearby cloud, knocking down many people, who were so irresponsible, and never ended up.

…

Ancient God Mountain.

A red cherry tree is planted on the hill in the backyard, which is very beautiful.

Although the sun is warm and the breeze is cool, the haze of the beauty cannot be blown away.

For several days, the entire city of God was filled with sorrow.

Every household and major shops and streets are hung with white silk ribbons.

Many people consciously put on mourning clothes. In the warm weather, they only feel cold.

Picking up stars.

Di Xiwei was pulled into a peaceful fantasy world by Master Pei's Shuiyue Magic Sky to prevent her from being heartbroken.

After all, the child is going to be born, and if she collapses in such a sad way, it will affect the fetus.

The girls were immersed in grief and kept silent. Someone once asked Mr. Pei to help him, and also asked the empress to summon her soul.

Bai Yechen turned around silently, and recruited special talents from various cities and universes from the divine court, trying to find a way to save this irreversible tragic ending.

But in the end, it didn't work at all, even if Master Pei and the Empress took action, there was nothing they could do.

Some people still don't believe it, Ye Que's woman doesn't believe it, but they are still trying.

He even recruited Jin Duande to treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

His woman panicked and really wanted Jin Duande to kneel down, hoping to save Ye Que.

Jin Duande also thought about it, he knelt and kowtowed, it was useless.

Neither worked.

People are dead, and kneeling is useless.

This time, the miracle really won't happen again.

Everyone gradually despaired and was forced to accept this cruel reality.

A few days later, everyone arranged for the funeral and buried him in front of the red cherry tree on the Ancient God Mountain.

On that day, a sea of ​​people gathered around the city of God.

If Master Pei and the Empress were not in charge, Bai Yechen would not only have to spend his time arranging the funeral, but also had to deal with the mourning of so many people.

He's the only busy silent of all.

"How can you die."

Bai Yechen murmured while looking at the sky with his hands behind his back when no one was around.

Shaking his head, he left lonely.

Because children are afraid of the dark, Bai Yechen, who deliberately dyed his hair and eyebrows white, seems to have really gray hair, haggard and lonely.

He and Jinwu's child Bai Yujiao, saw his father appearing, pouted his lips, and said crisply after a long time: "Daddy, Ye Shushu is not dead, is it?"

Bai Yechen looked at her dotingly, and after a long time raised his head, looked at the haggard golden-black beauty, and said calmly: "There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever, just accept the reality."

Not long after, Jiaojiao's choked sobs came out intermittently.

In the Ancient God Mountain, Ye Que's three forms were all buried here.

Huang Youyao, Gu Fayue, Xueyatou and others, all dressed in white clothes, supported each other and watched silently.

Jin Duande, Cardinal Gu, Qi Wangshu, Tugou and other former friends were also watching silently from all over the place, and there was no usual laughter and squabbling.

Looking at the tomb, they couldn't help recalling the scenes they experienced in the ancient God Realm, the Six Realms, the God Realm and the starry sky, and they kept reappearing in their eyes.

Darkness pollutes the universe of the ancient gods. Jin Duande still remembers that he hid in the universe city and lost his limbs, but he still murmured that his elder brother would definitely save him.

There is also Xue girl who hides in Little Guigui's Guixu God Realm, and lives and dies together with Little Guigui. She still remembers her six forms, Shura, Judge of Life and Death, Human Emperor, Celestial Immortal, etc. She was with Brother Ye. combined.

There is also the time-space star **** who was combined with him in the future, the snow girl, who slayed the dark creatures in the ancient time-space path, and also summoned the queen to return with him for the first time, suppressing the dark forces.

There is also the scene that Gu Fayue will never forget, the scene where Gu Haochen awakened her from the hundreds of millions of years of self-proclaimed statue.

Everyone laughed, looked for loopholes in the game, and finally won.

I have also faced dark taboos and faced the pressure of death together.

Blood Emperor Ji, Blood Emperor Moon, Old Man Seven Swords, Great True God of Human Race, Great True God Kunpeng, Tiancang Giant Ape and others also mourned in the distance, immersed in grief.

Bing Yining, Ning Yu, Blue Fox, Saint Lolita, Tian Luoyi, Zhiyang Ning, Soul Xingyue, Bei Xingxue, Yu Ruolian, the old patriarch, the master of the demon temple, the master of the Rashomon gate, the void clan, Fayi Human Clan, Huiyu Toad Clan, Mo Ding, Sheng Tianming...

Too many people have come.

Everyone has a past with the ancient gods, a familiar story that everyone has read.

They are woven into the life of the ancient god, and some people can vaguely hear the laughter and shameless deeds of the ancient **** in the story.

Someone wanted to laugh, but shed tears.

Some people want to cry, but the tears have been shed.

The ancient gods are like passers-by in everyone's life.

No one had ever forgotten him, but he was the first to leave.

"Brother, the Empress is back, and Master Pei is well, you should come back too, right?"

Jin Duande knelt on the hard mountain soil and lamented.

He was wearing white mourning clothes, neither funny nor funny, but also haggard, with tears in his eyes.

"How about you come back this time? Just once, I beg you, Old Jin."

Jin Duande choked up and said, he knelt down, he begged gods, Buddhas, heavens and earth, but he couldn't wake up the ancient gods.

He took a sip of wine, poured the jug on the ground, and said calmly, "Do you still remember the first time you and I met?"

"Back then in the Demon's Nest, you and I fought for a fish, fought secretly, and wanted each other to die. We didn't know each other, right?"

He laughed and cried.

The rest couldn't bear it anymore and sobbed softly.

Many people are talking about the past with the ancient gods, including the earth dog, Qi Wangshu, and the ancient cardinal...

Unknowingly, the weather gradually turned cooler, the clouds turned into lead clouds, and the sky turned into lead gray. When the wind blew, the corners of everyone's clothes shook and the white silk fluttered, as if they were mourning the departure of the ancient gods.

"Sister Emperor."

Maid Xue saw Di Xiwei's pale face, and she was walking step by step. She took the other's hand, supported him, and snuggled up.

Besides Brother Ye, she relied on Di Xiwei the most.

Everyone makes way.

Gu Yuexi glanced at Master Pei, who said softly, "When she is buried, we still have to wake her up."

"Didn't you say that you want to name the child?"

Di Xiwei murmured, tears running down her cheeks.

Every time she takes a step, she will tell a part of the past with Ye Que.

Meet, get acquainted, meet each other, fall in love, cling to each other...

The emotion in the words is sincere and sad.

She came to the tomb, turned her head, and looked outside the ancient **** mountain.

In the leaden gray sky, a cold wind blows, spreading the haze of the world to the heaven and earth.

Everything seemed to lose its color.

Only the red cherry tree at the front of the tomb was extremely bright red.

She still remembered that when her lover left, the wind blew and the cherry blossoms fell and turned into red rain.

At this moment, a sad music sounded. (BGM: Anhe Bridge)

The sound of the music is sad and melancholy, like running water, flowing through the hearts of everyone, like the sound of birds, awakening everyone's sorrow.

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