Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Chapter 1437: Spoiler later later

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The years are long, and a long time has passed.

It's been so long that Fu Yue can't remember clearly.

Since she escaped from the world with Jun Heng, the six worlds have almost been reshuffled.

Today, it is beyond recognition.

Thousands of years ago, Tiandao was willing to abolish his godhead and step down from his position, and the god of war Fu Yue also abandoned the gods at the same time, which almost caught the gods by surprise.

Living under the protection of the God of War for so many years, the Protoss has been safe and sound for too long.

Fu Yue is gone.

The last fear of the demon world towards the heaven is gone.

Ten years later, the demon world, which was about to move, finally attacked the heaven world.

The battle between gods and demons finally started.

This time, Fu Yue chose to stand by and watch coldly.

She loved the world.

She was also compassionate.

However, the world takes this for granted.

The melee went on and on.

In the next ten thousand years, the forces of all parties rose and fell one after another, each claiming to be king.

This is an era where the weak are prey to the strong. Of course, the law of the jungle is the eternal truth of the Six Realms.

There was also a big reshuffle among the protoss.

After weakening for ten thousand years, the Protoss gave birth to a new prince, and only then did the Protoss rise.

This new god prince is low-key and mysterious, and his talent is amazing, which is different from the arrogance and indifference of other gods.

This god has a very good heart, a compassionate heart, and compassion for others.

The world praises it as jade like snow, noble and dust-free.

But it is such a god who has pushed the declining protoss to the peak again, so that it will not fall for thousands of years.

Protoss Prince Wei.

Name, Qi Yun.

At the top of the sunrise, the top of the clouds rises and falls.

On the top of the mountain surrounded by light mist, the ethereal and lengthy sky clock rang, and the bright light pierced the sky and swayed down, and the wine was on top of the emerald green mountain palace on the top of the mountain.

The figures of a pair of Bi people are looming. If someone could see it, they would exclaim in surprise that there are really immortals in this world.

The snow clothes are picturesque, and the fairy looks like a jade.

This is obviously Jun Heng and Fu Yue who have lived in seclusion for a long time.

"So it's been so long." Fu Yue sighed faintly, "To be honest, I kind of miss the system..."

The person standing next to the woman laughed, and said in a cold voice with tenderness: "Maybe it hasn't been born yet."

"Don't worry, those who are gone will come back, and those who left will return."

He said something that seemed to be understandable but not understandable.

Fu Yue glanced at Junheng, snorted, and hummed perfunctorily.

The man laughed, held her hand, and said, "You might as well go and see the cat you picked up a few days ago. Haven't you been looking for it for a long time? Now that you finally found it, don't think about anything else."

Fu Yue patted Jun Heng's hand with a smile, and said, "He is obviously a white tiger, so what kind of cat is it..."

Saying that, the figures of the two flashed and disappeared in place.

In a cave.

A small kitten-like beast is in a ball, with snow-white and soft fur. It opened its eyelids to reveal a pair of sapphire-shaped eyes. The eyes are familiar with disdain and arrogance. It stretched out its pink tongue and licked its fur. Elegant with a little beating.

Smelled a familiar breath.

The little beast closed its blue eyes again, wrinkled its pink nose, and wagged the tip of its tail.

Here comes the shovel.

I am sorry that it has worked so hard to find her for so many lifetimes! !

That's right, its memory is gradually recovering. No, some time ago, it risked breaking its leg and crawled in front of the shovel.

Luckily she recognized it!

"Seed cakes—" came the melodious female voice.

The tip of the little beast's snow-white tail froze, then drooped down, drooping mournfully.

So, why not change the name