dognovel Chapter 547: Thinking about you during the day and thinking about you at night
Chapter 547: Thinking about you during the day and thinking about you at night
destiny.
In essence, it is the concrete path of the laws of the universe, symbolizing the ultimate of a certain law of the universe.
Star Gods are the concrete embodiment of destiny, and destiny is the foundation of Star Gods' existence. So if there is destiny, there must be Star Gods... Even Star Gods who have passed away are destined to leave traces of eternal laws in the universe.
The galaxy that appears in the hazy pupils, as bright and dazzling as the Milky Way, represents a new, unknown and never-before-known destiny.
This is a false proposition. How can there be a destiny but no corresponding star god?
What kind of fate is this?
Even [nothingness] or [mystery] are observed and known by people. No matter how mysterious it is, as long as destiny is born, it will inevitably be known to the whole universe.
"You... who are you!" Extreme fear trembled in her hazy pupils. She had never thought of such a situation before entering March Seven's spiritual world.
An entire life is dormant inside of San Yue Qi? How is this possible? Is she a forbidden star god?
Huanlong could not believe that the silly girl in front of her was the incarnation of a star god. She would rather believe that this was an attack from the fool's spiritual realm.
"I'm March Seven," March Seven looked at Huanlong as if to say "Why are you still here.jpg", which means that Master Dahuan is a little too durable. From the initial star core crisis to the current Red Moon Prison Break, Huanlong has been working diligently on the front line of destruction.
Sanyueqi felt very puzzled. How could Huanlong be so frightened that he could not move while walking? She also raised her head following Huanlong's gaze, but all she saw was a gorgeous starry sky. It was beautiful, but she didn't need to look at it for so long, right?
Huanlong was silent for a long time before he remembered that these two people were not even messengers, so they could not recognize the manifestation of destiny at all.
There is an illusion that someone is playing the piano stupidly.
The three of them walked two in front and one behind on a road full of heart beasts. The heart beasts on both sides gradually reshaped into their past scenes as they got closer.
"Hey, what's your name?"
"An Ming."
"How old are you and you're already a cloud rider? Is your sister here to protect you?"
"I have a senior sister now."
San Yueqi, dressed in a cloud rider costume, looked curiously at the childish boy in front of him who was no more than eight or nine years old. For some reason, a familiar feeling arose in his heart, and he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
The boy said seriously that he already had a senior sister, which made her feel an inexplicable sense of familiar loss in her heart.
The sculptures were blown away like the wind, and the breeze blew to a place not far away, and new memories reappeared.
The warm breeze of late spring swept across the blue brick floor of the martial arts arena, rolling up a few light pink peach blossoms.
"No, no, no, just use 30% of your strength!"
Despite begging for mercy in advance, San Yueqi was still easily defeated by An Ming, who was only ten years old. At the beginning, she wanted to protect An Ming, but within two years, the boy's swordsmanship far surpassed hers.
Suddenly, a petite figure with long pink hair appeared in her sight. Sanyueqi only heard An Ming calling "Sister Xuan'er". When she turned her head, peach petals passed across her suddenly out-of-focus pupils. The pink-haired girl had proud and bright eyes like amethyst, but after seeing An Ming, they melted into the gentleness of a crescent moon.
San Yue Qi could not hear a word of what the two people said behind him. He stood there in a daze, as if he knew he had lost something important again.
"My brother, thank you for your care."
It was not until the pink-haired girl thanked her that San Yue Qi came to her senses, "Where..." Her fingertips unconsciously tugged at the hem of her clothes, trying to show her usual bright smile, but the corners of her mouth seemed to have a piece of iron hanging on them.
The bitterness in her throat made San Yue Qi's voice a little hoarse. She stared at the tall and short figures leaving, she lowered her head and pursed her lips tightly.
His knuckles were clenched until they turned white. San Yue Qi loosened his clenched lower lip, with a look of lost relief in his eyes.
The setting sun stretched the shoulder-to-shoulder figures of Fu Xuan and An Ming very long, but the shadow under San Yue Qi's feet was refracted into pieces by the warm liquid.
She wasn't sad, she just felt like she had lost something.
It was as if something important had left her world again.
"Smug."
In response to this, Teacher Dahuan gave a simple four-word evaluation.
Sanyueqi, who was originally feeling the same pain, stiffened his fists after hearing Huanlong's sarcasm. He drew out the long sword that was emitting a chill and slashed an arc of light at Huanlong.
But the sword blade only penetrated the illusory body and slashed towards the boundless spiritual world.
Huanlong looked at Sanyueqi like an idiot: "I am a soul, what are you chopping?"
San Yue Qi was speechless. Seeing that he couldn't deal with the illusion for the time being, he could only shift his gaze to the memories of the beast in his heart. It was actually a very simple story.
The girl Yunqi fell in love with a boy named An Ming at first sight, but found out that he already had a lover, and then nothing happened.
She remembered the story of Yuque that An Ming had mentioned. In addition to the love story between Taibu and the nameless swordsman, there was also the unknown love of a girl named "Aini".
I thought I would have to wait until I went to Yuque to recall this memory, but unexpectedly, the heart beast was unsealed by accident. San Yueqi's expression was a little emotional. It turned out that the roles she played every time were very similar.
This time, she definitely doesn't want to be a loser!
March 7th passed through those scenes and saw everything that had happened in Yuque, until the memories with An Ming froze in front of the peach tree.
"I want to be the most perfect version of myself in your memory."
"Thank you, An Ming."
Those were Annie's last words as she said goodbye. Then she never looked back and left alone.
An Ming didn't know what happened after that, but "Aini" knew all of An Ming's stories after that, and that unknown story is now presented in March Seven's eyes.
"Before you get tired of my appearance... before I get old, I will go somewhere far, far away."
Annie embarked on a journey. The universe is so big that she couldn't travel even one ten-millionth of it in her entire life, but she didn't want to stay in Yuque.
Just think of it as her being petty-minded. She just couldn't stand An Ming always sticking close to Fu Xuan.
An Ming is good, Fu Xuan is good too, it’s her who is not good.
"It would be nice if I could make you think about me day and night..."
That way she could live forever in An Ming's heart.
Annie was carrying a small bag and had on her waist the Yunqi sword that had accompanied her for more than ten years and was a witness to all her longings over the past ten years.
Although the savings accumulated over the years are not much, they are enough to support the journey. In addition, Annie is used to being frugal and will not squander money, so the funds are relatively abundant.