The border of Daxia.
The Kunlun Mirror broke through the hazy fog and silently approached Daxia. Indistinctly, the outline of the Miracle Wall could be seen looming at the end of the sea horizon.
"I'm finally going home." Baili Pangpang stretched his waist.
Lin Qiye, whose ears were wrapped in white cloth, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Daxia in the distance. Tide-like fatigue surged into his heart, and the tense nerves finally relaxed.
From [Utopia] to the Agent Gathering, to the [King's Treasure House], and then to Asgard... Lin Qiye has been running around in the fog for too long, and the sense of crisis between life and death always hangs in his heart, making him He was exhausted physically and mentally. He hadn't felt it at first, but now that he was closer to Daxia, the feeling became stronger.
Seeing the Daxia border in the distance, Lin Qiye felt more at ease than ever before.
"Someone is approaching." Queen Mother Xi, who was standing in the center of the Kunlun Mirror, narrowed her eyes and suddenly turned her head to look somewhere. Divine power began to surge in her body.
Whether it was her, Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, or Zhou Ping, they all looked into the distance at the same time, always ready to take action.
Lin Qiye's heart skipped a beat.
It’s not like they’ve all arrived at the door of Daxia, what other changes are there
Lin Qiye and others followed everyone's gaze and saw a petite figure floating in the air outside Daxia, seemingly hesitating.
"Looks like a Nordic god, a fish that slipped through the net?" Sun Wukong raised the golden hoop, his voice gradually becoming colder.
"Wait!" Lin Qiye saw the figure's face clearly and suddenly said,
"I know… "
Lin Qiye's vague voice sounded, and the many Great Xia gods who were about to rush out stopped.
Shikodi in the distance also noticed their approach. When he saw Lin Qiye in the crowd, his red eyes were once again stained with moisture...
"Lin Qiye!" Shikodi urged his body and rushed towards Lin Qiye quickly.
"Shikodi, why are you here?"
Shikodi choked up and explained the cause and effect of the incident, but Lin Qiye couldn't hear it clearly at all. He relied on the Queen Mother of the West to directly transmit the voice to his mind, and then he understood Shikodi's meaning.
"Okay... just go back to Daxia with us." Lin Qiye looked at Shikodi who started to cry with a complicated expression.
The sacrifices of Verdandi and Urd brought about the continuation of the "future", which may be a good thing for the extinct Nordic mythology...
Of course, this also means that Jialan can be saved.
Cao Yuan on the side looked at the approaching Daxia border and suddenly sighed.
"Old Cao, what's wrong with you?" Baili Pangpang asked in confusion.
"We are going back to Daxia soon, but we still haven't found the [Ark of the Covenant]." Cao Yuan shook his head, "There is something unfinished, and I always feel like something is missing..."
"Old Cao, you don't still have obsessive-compulsive disorder, do you?" Baili Pangpang clicked his tongue, "[The Ark of the Covenant] has disappeared in heaven. Even if we want to look for it, there is no place to look for it... Maybe Michael has already You have found the [Ark of the Covenant], are you ready to take it back to Daxia?"
Just as the two were communicating, a voice suddenly came from beside them.
"[Ark of the Covenant]? Heaven?" Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and lightly knocked on the sword box, and a small, square box fell into his palm.
"When I passed through a sea area before, I somehow strayed into an abandoned kingdom of God, which should be the paradise you talk about, and then I found this thing there... Take a look, is this what you are looking for?"
Seeing this box, Baili Pangpang and others couldn't help but open their mouths...
…
Summer.
Cangnan City.
The dim sunset shines on the Peace Office's signboard, giving it a light gold color, and the busy streets are filled with pedestrians hurriedly returning home.
“Ding dong—welcome!”
A crisp electronic sound sounded, and Su Zhe, who was dozing behind the counter, suddenly woke up.
"Well, we're closed. If you have anything to do, come back tomorrow." Su Zhe said while yawning.
He glanced at the door from the corner of his eye and was suddenly startled.
He saw a big, ferocious gray dog standing in front of the glass door, making a low whine at him and looking extremely aggressive.
Behind the ferocious big dog, a black-haired girl pushed the door open in the pale golden sunset, her eyes swept across the store, memories and a touch of sadness appeared in her eyes.
"Wait a minute, you look familiar..." Su Zhe looked at the girl's face carefully and scratched his head, feeling that he had seen her somewhere.
The girl glanced around and her eyes fell on Su Zhe. She was silent for a moment and asked:
"Now, who is the captain of Team 136?"
"It's Gan Yangyu..." Su Zhe blurted out subconsciously, then recovered, "Are you also a night watchman? Which team are you from?"
"Gan Yangyu..." The girl read this unfamiliar name, and the disappointment in her eyes became more intense.
"… I see."
She turned around and pushed the door open.
Seeing the figure of a man and a dog disappearing at the end of the road, Su Zhe suddenly had an idea and rushed to the photo frame hanging high on the wall to identify it carefully.
"It's her?!" The face in Su Zhe's mind overlapped with a face in the photo album, and he exclaimed, "She's Si Xiaonan?!"
Originally a member of Team 136
Countless thoughts passed through Su Zhe's mind. In the end, he gritted his teeth and rushed out of the office door!
He chased the retreating figure and left the city. The surrounding buildings became increasingly sparse and the environment gradually became deserted. When Su Zhe came to his senses, he had arrived in a deserted suburb.
At the same time, the girl's figure disappeared.
"Isn't this near the Night Watch Cemetery?"
Su Zhe recognized this place. Based on the memory in his mind, he passed through the gate of the cemetery and went deeper into it little by little...
Finally, he found the girl again in a mausoleum.
Under the dim sunset, golden leaves dance
The girl was sitting alone in the cemetery, holding a tombstone in her hand and carving something on the tablet with her other hand.
Crystal tears slid down the monument, and the breeze blew, and her long black hair floated lightly...
Vaguely, a slight voice reached Su Zhe's ears.
"Leng Xuan... we are going home."
…
On the bed,
Brachi's eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
The rich fragrance of flowers penetrated his nostrils, causing his consciousness to quickly return from haziness. He stared blankly at the familiar roof of the wooden house above his head. After a moment, he suddenly sat up from the bed!
"Here is..." Brachi looked around, seeming a little confused.
He lowered his head and glanced at himself. He saw a clean and tidy robe, which fit the surface of his skin. The fragrance wafted from the fabric, making people feel inexplicably at ease.
Brachi stood up and rushed to the door without having time to put on his shoes, stepping on the wooden floor.
With an old creaking sound, the wooden door opened.
call! !
A soft spring breeze, mixed with the refreshing fragrance of flowers, rushed to Brachi's face.
His blond hair was fluttering in the fragrant wind, and his handsome face stared blankly at the endless sea of chrysanthemums in front of him.
Countless pale yellow petals rose with the wind, like a golden wave, blowing around Brachi, and then rolled up into the blue sky...
When he saw the beautiful figure in the sea of flowers, his pupils shrank!
Under the sun, in the sea of pale gold flowers,
A gentle woman in a white dress turned her head slightly, looking at Brachi with her beautiful eyes, smiling softly and forming a pair of crescent moons.
"We meet again... Brachi."
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Volume 4, "God's Fall Movement", end.
Next volume, "The Us We Were".