Finale: The Prophecy Comes (To be continued)
"Robbery. ”
A majestic and burly figure looked at Ling Yufan, his eyes revealed a momentum that looked at the world, his body was very weak, like a transparent person, a white dress embroidered with a white dragon between the scene of the world and the world, his name, name, grace without a trace.
The incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, the condensed form has the most powerful power in heaven and earth.
"You're calling me again?"
Ling Yufan turned to look at him, his eyes were extremely deep, and the aura around him was no trace of Fenghua and did not fall into the wind, he could see how powerful Ling Yufan was.
"Yes. ”
Fenghua Wuxian didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and looked at him and nodded slowly.
"No, it's not, my name is Ling Yufan!"
Ling Yufan shook his head, in this life, his name is Ling Yufan, no longer for the calamity of the past, the calamity is already in the past, and now is his Ling Yufan's era.
"No matter how many thousand years you have been reincarnated, no matter what your name is, the prophecy will not change. ”
Fenghua opened his mouth lightly, looked at the sky, and said word by word.
"The robbery surrounds the flowers on the other side, snuggling up to each other, robbing the flowers on the other side, the flowers on the other side blooming, robbing the reincarnation in Kyushu, waking up, and the flowers on the other side wither......"
Ling Yufan's eyes were instantly cold after hearing this, the only thing in his life was to hope to break his own prophecy, he had endured loneliness tens of thousands of times in his life, even if he was in charge of Kyushu for eternity, he still missed her in his heart.
This prophecy is that two people will never meet in their lives, and no matter how deep their relationship is, it will eventually be shattered.
"You!"
Ling Yufan snorted coldly, and then calmed down, understanding that he was probably provoking himself, so he didn't want to fall for his plan, but he knew in his heart that his heart was already in chaos.
The prophecy will continue. ”
Fenghua opened his mouth faintly, and his eyes were put into the distance,
Between the gloomy hells, the ferryman led one soul after another, but the figures on the bridge slowly stopped, thinking about the past, and finally shed tears, drank a bowl of Meng Po soup, and took that step,
The crimson blood flowed by, and on the banks of the Santu River, the blood-red flowers on the other side began to slowly wither and wither, and a faint figure on the other side of the flower also dissipated and disappeared with the wind.
"No!"
Ling Yufan's eyes saw such a scene, his heart suddenly jumped, his eyes flashed waves, and he shouted, but the flowers on the other side finally withered......
"I will not die, and the flowers on the other side will always live in this yin and yang separation. ”
Fenghua opened his mouth faintly, and as soon as the words fell, his body turned into a brilliant essence light, slowly dissipating into the sky.
Ling Yufan closed his eyes, and a teardrop fell,
The body appeared in front of the Sansheng Stone, depicting a beautiful embrace of a man and a woman, and the black wings behind Ling Yufan slowly closed, surrounding the withered flower, giving it only a slight warmth.
Ling Yufan lives here and sleeps all day long......
The flowers on the other side are blooming, and I will be here, and I will be at the end of my years.
(To be continued)