Chapter 356 Destiny
Jiang Xianwan sighed, somewhat speechless, and gently rubbed the three fluffy heads one by one.
"Listen to me, let go, or your leg will break."
The three boys grumbled and hesitated as they slowly let go, but they didn't completely release their grip.
He plopped down at her feet, and they each reached out a hand in unison, one secretly tugging at her clothes to keep her from running away, and the other worried that her leg might really be broken, so they tenderly started massaging her leg.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
The three kings stood on the altar, looking up at the void.
The moment he saw the girl gently stroking the three heads, his previously dazed vision suddenly focused, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun.
"Your Majesty..."
"Your Majesty..."
That is...
He is their emperor!
Alive!
Even if she turns to ashes, they will still recognize her!
only……
Our Emperor's face is truly... ahhhhh, so arrogant and domineering!!!
At this moment, no one knew that when that figure in green stepped through the air, crossed the vast barrier, and landed atop the Thirty-Three Palaces.
It was as if time had turned back, and the past was relived.
All the humans, demons, and monsters who stood there coldly felt their souls boiling, surging and roaring, their blood trembling.
Over three hundred years of profound longing burst forth in an instant, transforming into a silent torrent that swept over my eyes, meandering and burning, soaking through my clothes.
They stared blankly upwards until those always indifferent eyes in their memories slowly lowered and swept towards them one by one.
The fervent shouts that were about to burst forth and tear through the clouds were choked back by them and swallowed back down.
They had perfect chemistry.
Neat and uniform.
He pinched his mouth shut, swallowing back the scream that was about to escape his lips!
The three kings suddenly awoke, exchanged glances, and then rushed forward several steps, only to stop abruptly.
The next moment, they suddenly became excited, waving their arms and legs, baring their teeth and claws as they gathered their strength to charge forward, and a cry of "My Emperor," filled with three hundred years of waiting, was about to tear through the sky.
But when a gaze casually fell upon them, they suddenly froze.
The Three Kings: "..."
oh.
The emperor meant... that she didn't have enough legs.
Don't come any closer.
besides.
Don't shout.
Be good.
The three kings: "..." Alright, they'll call out later.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Don't say it.
Everyone in her family, whether human, demon, or monster, understands her.
She doesn't have enough legs.
That's really not enough.
And... don't call out yet.
We haven't finished kneading it yet.
Mu Shang cupped his face in his hands, his tall body swaying with excitement, as if only in this way could he release the pounding heartbeat in his chest that seemed about to burst out of his body.
He was both ecstatic and jealous.
He screamed desperately in his heart.
"Aaaaaaah! My Emperor! My Emperor is home—!!! He's really home—!!!"
"Why did he only get three hugs! Waaaaaah! I don't care! I don't care! I want some too! I want it now!"
With tears streaming down his face, Xin Yi jumped and danced, inwardly raising his arms in triumph.
"Aaaaaaah! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
"I've waited for this! Waaaaah... She's home, she's finally home! I want to hug the Emperor's leg too! I want the Emperor to pat my head!"
Fei Yu stomped her feet in frustration, screaming and yelling in her mind.
"Hit the child! Hit the child! I want to hit the child—!"
"I want the Emperor to pat my head!!!"
Watching Jiang Xianwan touch this and that, her fingertips light as butterflies.
The three boys sat quietly at her feet, like tamed beasts, their claws withdrawn, their heads tilted back, staring intently at her, occasionally tugging at her clothes.
They looked like they were willingly being tamed.
Lin Qingran: "...!"
His face was contorted in a ferocious grimace, his chest heaved violently, and he nearly coughed up blood.
She hasn't even touched it yet!
They wouldn't let her touch any of them!
What nearly drove her to a rage was that the demons and monsters of the realm remained unmoved, allowing her to tread upon the highest ridge of the palace, upon the very symbol of the realm's supreme power.
Hua Buxiu and the others stood silently behind her, like the most loyal shadows, chasing after that ray of light.
Even though she saw it with her own eyes, Lin Qingran still couldn't accept that all eighteen of her beauties had betrayed her and easily thrown themselves into the arms of another woman!
You bitch!
The heated discussions and exclamations from all directions surged in like waves in a storm, one after another.
The sounds rose and fell, never ceasing.
Lin Qingran felt dizzy and her body swayed. She almost fell headfirst off the towering steps.
"Wanwan!"
Feng Huixue suddenly stepped forward, her voice extremely low, yet like a taut string, it sharply cut a crack in the clamor.
That call was filled with so much unspoken anxiety and worry, and one sentence that rushed to the lips:
"Please...don't go..."
His fox-like eyes churned with emotion, and a resolute resolve burst forth from his chest.
Ultimately, it was forcibly crushed, turning into a thin layer of watery light in the depths of her eyes.
All the words stuck in my throat, I wanted to say them, but I stopped myself.
That tender, choked call, heavy as a thousand pounds, struck Hua Buxiu and the others' hearts, expressing all the turmoil and shock they couldn't voice.
They stood frozen in place, wanting to approach but not daring to.
If you want to leave, how can you leave even an inch?
Her face showed only a fragile bewilderment and helplessness.
She is the World Queen.
She came into this world to cut off all irony for their sake.
And they are the most vulnerable cracks that could lead to a misstep.
They couldn't stop her.
They had no way to stop her.
Can.
They were afraid...
I fear becoming a knife in Lin Qingran's hands.
I fear that leaving will be a final farewell.
What I fear even more is that staying will be a burden.
At that moment, they were acutely aware of their own powerlessness.
It turns out they weren't her armor, but rather her most fatal weakness.
The night was as black as ink, soaking into the sky. The countless stars were like silver sand scattered by the gods, dazzling and magnificent, like a game of chess already set up on the chessboard of fate.
The Milky Way cascaded down, the starry river flowed, and Jiang Xianwan suddenly turned around in this hazy light, her gaze sweeping over the men, each one of whom was breathtakingly handsome.
Flower Beauty, Fox, Emperor Yin, Fei Ling, Yun Weize, Three Senior Brothers, Shi Yunxiao, Wolf Taihui...
Familiar faces, some alluring, some ethereal, some wicked... all gazed at her with eyes that seemed bound and locked, filled with pleading and fear.
She suddenly tilted her head slightly and chuckled softly.
That smile seemed to contain a thousand mountains and seas, a myriad of twists and turns, finally transforming into a silent, profound stillness.
Looking back, with a slight flick of her green sleeves, a gentle yet irresistible force pushed out, sweeping Yue Li and the other two toward the three kings.
Like a broken thread, like a farewell.
Two girls, one in green and one in white, one looking down and the other looking up, met in mid-air.
Its indifference is like a cold spring.
Crimson red and cracked.
The system's menacing voice suddenly rang out, sharp and furious, causing Lin Qingran to sway slightly before she clenched her fists to steady herself.
She suddenly laughed, a laugh that was both cold and alluring, like a dab of poisoned rouge on her lips.
With light steps, I steadily ascended the steps, as if treading on the back of destiny.
Step onto that final heavenly staircase.
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