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Chapter 494 I'm Here

There was no comment, blocking everyone.

After placing the Infinity Gems, Mrs. Ye looked at everyone and said with a smile: "During this time, thank you for entertaining me. My work has also been completed. Let's leave it as it is..."

Wangcai: "Green water flows forever."

With one voice: "There will be a period later."

shuh~
The figure flickered, and the two disappeared.

In this world, on Mount Everest, the figures of Ye Taihe and Wangcai appeared.

Wangcai looked at Mrs. Ye and said, "Xiao Jinren, the spiritual sense is always connected, if something goes wrong, I will take you away."

Ye Tai smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't be brave. I'm more afraid of death than anyone else. I keep some spiritual thoughts in your mind. If something goes wrong, you should return immediately. At worst, you don't want to be a war fairy."

"Be careful."

"kindness."

Ye Tai became serious, the prismatic imprint between the eyebrows began to flicker brightly, and the surrounding space began to distort.

shuh~
Ye Tai's figure, like ink falling into a vortex, began to abstract, and merged into a black "dot" at the core.

This is a strange channel that communicates with a world outside the multiverse and outside the endless rules. The inside is grotesque and memorable. Those abstract or fragmented pictures are exactly the scenes Mrs. Ye has experienced over the years.

This is Mrs. Ye, desperate for the danger of the collapse of Zhang Liu's golden body, snapped her fingers for the third time, and constructed a stable, yet unstable passage leading to a certain world.

The reason why it is said to be stable is that after the snapping of the fingers, this channel exists almost permanently, somewhere behind the scenes in this world, similar to the mirror space of the supreme mage.

As long as you draw out that space point with the law of space, you can plunge into it.

The reason why it is said to be unstable is because there is too much turbulence in this channel, time and space are distorted, and everything may be torn and obliterated at any time.

Like a ribbon floating in the water, the turbulent waves will not destroy the fabric that has "melted into it".

Cloth is real, but it cannot be like a cross-sea bridge, with a stable structure in the midst of the stormy waves, and can only drift with the current.

This is what Mrs. Ye experienced here.

This space-time channel, like cloth, bumps and floats in the big waves, constantly changing its shape.

And those big waves are time and space.

Ye Tai can't let the passageway lead to a certain time point, he can only rush out when Bubo experiences those barely stable big waves of time and space!
Bizarre.

Anomalies abound.

Scenes, people sigh and remember.

Ye Tai, who forcibly opened the six-foot-long golden body, her physical body melted into the waves of time and space, and she herself became abstract and distorted.

As long as the realm and will are sufficient, the Zhangliu golden body is not necessarily an indestructible form, otherwise the Buddha's golden body is not dirty, wouldn't it be difficult to pick up and change other things?

Therefore, at certain times, the plasticity of the Zhangliu golden body is very strong.

But even so, his spirit was still creaking, and the cracks on his body became thicker and more terrifying.

In the great waves of time and space, Mrs. Ye didn't know how long she had passed, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was many years. The time here is just a materialized material that cannot be measured.

The scenes he saw, some made him throb and wanted to rush in, some made him sigh and couldn't bear to look directly, too many pictures, let him witness someone's life with his own eyes.

But it's a pity that those scenes that make Mrs. Ye's heart throb and want to plunge into them are either just fragments and turbulent flow, making people unable to plunge into them.

Either it's too early, and if you go in by yourself, it will collapse that not-so-high-intensity plane, because there can't be two Ye Tais, this is the rule of that world, and it cannot be accepted.

Either it's too late, and I go by myself, and I can only sigh in front of the grave, which is meaningless.

Bumpy.

dizziness.

The body is tearing apart.

The soul is losing its thoughts.

Mrs. Ye gradually tends to get lost in the turbulent flow of time and space.

He is half a step away from the Golden Immortal, roaming in the big waves of time and space, it is too reluctant.

If it weren't for this not-so-stable channel, he would have been annihilated long ago.

wow~
The big wave of space and time rushes by, this is a huge wave, with a stable and clear picture.

However, the content in it makes Mrs. Ye a little unwilling to get involved.

"go with!"

In his mind, an ethereal voice sounded, shocking Ye Tai's somewhat confused thoughts.

It was Wangcai who reminded himself that if he didn't seize the opportunity, his efforts might really be in vain, and he might get lost here.

Mrs. Ye regained her senses, gritted her teeth, and her abstract figure blended into the picture.

……

Central Plains.

In 1542 AD, the first day of the first month.

Happy new year.

But there is no belief and atmosphere for the New Year.

The whole palace fell into silence.

The terminally ill, emaciated Princess Yunluo was lying on the sickbed, making people weep continuously.

The breath of grief is spreading.

Princess Yunluo, since she was born, has attracted the attention of all the people. She is regarded as a pearl by everyone and is loved and treated kindly.

But at this time, the 49-year-old Princess Yunluo, who has passed away without confusion and knows the destiny, is so weak that people can't bear to look directly at him.

The five important ministers of the Humin Villa, the third Martial King Duan Zhengchun, Gui Haiyi's daughter Gui Haiyan, and others guarded the side of Princess Yunluo day and night.

Taking turns to use deep true energy to continue the life of Princess Yunluo, but it has little effect.

The former princess Yunluo was full of vigor and aura, but now he is full of stagnation and death.

The 50-year-old King Wu, Cheng Zhengfei, has exhausted his mighty energy. He is tired in the other courtyard outside his bedroom, looking at the sky full of stars, his gray goatee trembling, silent and mournful, whispering to himself:
"Brother, it's been 30 years, you are so cruel..."

"Godfather!! Come here quickly! Well, there's a lot of blood..."

Suddenly heard the bad news from the house.

Cheng Shifei's heart was bleeding, he clenched his fists tightly, and hurried back into the house.

On the sickbed.

Princess Yunluo has no vitality, her face is haggard, her three thousand hairs are gone, and her hair is almost white.

Life is not long, or life is a blessing today, is the first thought of all witnesses.

The blood beside the bed stained dozens of white cloths.

But even at this moment, she is still smiling, just like these 30 years.

Perhaps it was the reflection of the light, she found the strength from nowhere, raised her hand with all her strength, and tremblingly took out a dry and deformed lavender that was almost crushed from the sachet.
Pick up the minced powder, caress your cheeks, and sniff the pale and familiar smell.

Leaning on the quilt, Yun Luo was thinking about something, and said weakly: "You guys, go, go, don't waste your true energy for me any more, and let me, alone with Mrs. Ye, stay in a daze."

As she said that, she was completely lost in memory, her eyes were absent-minded, as if her three souls and seven souls had been stolen.

Only the lavender is in my eyes.

Everyone was hesitant to speak, and they were extremely sad, but they just gritted their teeth, didn't say anything, and only wept silently.

In the end, everyone walked out of the house one after another, greeted by Cheng Shifei, who was already a father and matured a lot, with a sigh.

Cheng Shifei was the last one to walk out the door, and he looked at Yun Luo for the last time, as if he saw the girl who greeted him in the lavender, dancing like butterflies in flowers.

But after everything was shattered, there was only this haggard old man who was dying.

He sighed: "Yunluo, you said happy time, why is it gone forever... Sigh."

crunch~
After saying that, tears welled up in his own eyes, he closed the door and walked out.

Princess Yunluo finally couldn't restrain herself, her only thoughts and obsessions made her numb and sluggish with a weak smile, and burst into tears instantly.

There are thousands of memories in my heart, and they flooded my heart in an instant. When the youth and the girl were in their prime, they were full of vigor.

In the casino, in the imperial palace, in the burnt-out Dongchang, in Hulong Villa, in the sea of ​​lavender flowers...

what.

I have lied to myself for so many years, forced myself to smile for so many years...

I, am I, really, really, happy?
The cheers and fights of the past are still in my ears, as if I still remember yesterday.

But why, why, why,

Gone forever?

"Ye...too, a hundred years old is too far away, yes, I'm sorry, I'm still, so useless, not even half alive..."

Before he finished speaking, his strength dissipated, and his vitality came to an end.

The haggard figure slid down to the head of the bed, and the crushed lavender finally turned into dust, scattered all over the bed, floor, and room.

The breath was about to die, and an unspeakably beautiful scene began to appear in front of her eyes.

She saw the endless and charming light, which came from an unknown distance, broke through the clouds, sprinkled the courtyard, and passed through the windows from the courtyard to shine into the house.

A vague figure came from the endless light and gradually became clear.

In his hand, he held a lavender plant that could revive the dead.

She smiled and cried: "You, here you are."

"I am coming."

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