Chapter 442: Gifts from the Gods
Song Ningshu looked at the spiritual frost and snow flying in the air and looked at the peaks quietly.
In the past, Sister Qingyun often loved to play with her when it snowed.
When the peaks were covered with snow, Song Ningshu withdrew his spiritual power and lay on the frost flowers with Mumu to look at the Lingxu Sect below.
Within a month, the entire sect was filled with joy because Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui were getting married.
They were all busy, and Song Ningshu had nothing to do, so she took Mumu from Lingxu Sect to Zhongzhou, and then from Zhongzhou to Lingxu Sect, and from time to time she took Jiuzhou and her to Yunze to play.
It was as if she had returned to the days a hundred thousand years ago when she just played and left them behind.
The day before the wedding, Jiuzhou handed the gifts that Cheng Yin and the others had entrusted to him for safekeeping to Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui.
All the gifts merged into two balls of light and sank into the eyebrows of the two people.
Their divine powers merged together to create immortality for them.
At the same time, there are also the keys to the gods of the upper realm, along with all their insights and experiences in cultivating gods in the upper realm, and real artifacts that cannot be used here due to the constraints of the rules of the Jiuzhou realm.
Eleven shadows appeared in front of Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui.
Xing Wu's silver eyes were filled with tenderness, "Little Dumpling, if you see us now, it must mean that you and Xiao Qi are getting married."
"At such an important moment, Brother Xingwu thinks our little girl must be very eager to see us."
"Then I will leave you with this last bit of strength besides regret, to express my blessing and congratulations. Only then can I truly be free of regrets."
Qi Shuo softened all his sharpness and oppression, and said in a low and slow voice, "The little dumpling we have been looking forward to should be able to rise to the top now."
"Brother Qi Shuo doesn't know if Xiaotuanzi will still be sad because of our departure, but when you are sad, Yan Gui will be by your side, just like every day a hundred thousand years ago, we are behind you."
"We have gone through countless years, and the appearance of little Tuanzi and the arrival of Yan Gui are the most joyful things that have happened to us in these countless years."
Qing Xun's expression was as doting as ever, "Soon, Sister Qing Xun will truly be little Tuanzi's mother."
"I still want to hug you, but we can't do that anymore."
The gentleness in Linchuan's blue eyes rippled, "The little tail following behind Brother Linchuan has now grown wings, and is about to become a god who shoulders the fate of life and death, and has understood another kind of love."
"The growth I imagined for you two, growing together, has also been realized in another way. The road ahead is long, and I believe in miracles after escaping despair. You can still walk hand in hand towards infinity."
The coldness in Qingyun's expression turned into tenderness and affection. "The little girl we taught is invincible, with wind and snow on her back."
"As a descendant of the gods, I can conquer everything."
"Sister Qingyun is very happy that there will be people like us who will accompany you through the endless years to come."
The arrogance in Jingshan's brows disappeared completely, "Little Tuanzi is getting married. Maybe we should be sad, but when we think about it carefully, there is nothing to be sad about."
"Well, Jiuzhou is only this big. Jiuzhou is Xiaotuanzi's home, and Xiaoqi is also a family member."
Qiyu softened the sternness in his expression, "Brother Qiyu has always been quiet and taciturn, but I can imagine that little Tuanzi must be feeling happy now."
"Put on your wedding dress, and you will smile heartily from now on."
Shixi and Changxuan clasped their hands together, gentle and speechless.
Li Huan's expression was still bold and unrestrained, but he could also see an unbreakable tenderness in his eyes. "I can be considered as your witnesses. No matter what, we will always be behind you."
Cheng Yin smiled brightly, "How is it? Little Tuanzi, Xiao Qi, do you like the gift we gave you?"
Song Ningshu raised his hand, trying to feel them, but his fingers passed through the light.
She pursed her lips and smiled: "I like it, I like it very much."
But he won't respond.
Eleven shadows gradually dissipated and flew into the air, and different voices gradually became ethereal and timeless, "Happy wedding."
The sky was filled with beautiful clouds, and countless colorful light spots were floating in the Kyushu region, with a faint rainbow light lingering for a long time.
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