It's been a long time since I've seen this lively scene. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The feast of the Mizusawa family has never surpassed that of today.

The goddess and the brothers, the guards simply pushed the cup and set the lamp, in fact, the heart was happy with the guards, in fact, it was the brothers, the lintel was also proud, this is what they cared about the most, as for the beginning or the goddess, no one cared about this subtle difference, and no one seemed to experience it.

"Today's things are only known to us." The goddess announced.

"Follow the teachings of the goddess."

"Follow the teachings of the goddess."

"At the beginning, I will still be called the beginning of the future, the beginning of the water, I will keep this name forever. Rejoice, I'm going to take a break. The goddess left the front yard and went to the backyard alone.

She had regained her divine powers, and naturally no one was overprotective and following her as before.

At the beginning, I never liked to be followed, and it was once a kind of helplessness.

It's different now.

There was no one in the backyard, only the distant eggs by her side, she understood the temper at the beginning, so she kept her distance, as long as she called at the beginning, she could hear it, so she didn't come close to disturb it.

At the beginning, he didn't take eggs as outsiders.

The backyard is much quieter, and the lively sound of the front yard is faintly heard, which has been filtered a lot by the building and distance, and it is no longer so crisp and noisy when it comes over, just faintly.

This is more in line with the mood of the moment at the beginning.

She looked at the moon in the sky.

So bright, round, and radiant, I haven't seen such a moon for a long, long time.

Memories also hit like a tide, at that time it was really the day of the election of the moon god, at the beginning of the candidates was one of the candidates, and it was very promising, but then there was a change that made the beginning unable to go, and he was forever missed the moon god

The moon god can go hand in hand with the ancient gods, and he is elected by strength, I'm afraid there is only this one.

In the fairy world, no one has this honor, and no one can climb to the spiritual realm, from the fall of the goddess to today, it has always been like this, and no one has gone to that higher place.

The goddess was the most promising person at the beginning, however

Things are not people, and a thousand years are easy to pass.

This can only become a regret in the heart of the goddess, and her thoughts are flying, not like a thousand years, but really a thousand years

The goddess brewed spiritual power and wanted to try her strength, although her body was recovering and merging, she hadn't really adapted to this body.

The spiritual power rippled in between, but it couldn't come out slowly

I've tried it several times, and the result is like this, and the spiritual power is running in the body, but it can't be used.

This is also expected by the goddess, no one knows about this matter yet, and if anyone does, I am afraid that there will be no freedom again.

"Luoyue, where are you, this excitement does not belong to you, nor does it belong to me, but at this moment, we are together Chanjuan." The goddess muttered to herself.

At this time, Luoyue suddenly sneezed in the crystal shop, and Zi Nian said, this is someone talking about you and missing you.

Luoyue remembered the beginning, and then thought of the goddess, and then shook her head, maybe she was pushing the cup in the joy of everyone, how could she have time to think of herself, this sneeze, maybe it was just the wind.

The goddess who is full of divine power is also the beginning of not being able to use the slightest spiritual power.

Her spiritual power can only resurrect those crystal-carved animals

She stood quietly under the moon, absorbing the essence of the moonlight and fusing into her spiritual power.

Early the next morning, the setting moon returned.

Those guards had been hungover, and last night they barely drank from their throats, tears from their eyes, and never left their mouths.

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