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Chapter 1512 Chapter 1511: Finale (Fourteen) [Seeking monthly votes]

Jimo Qiu is also under a lot of pressure.

So many eyes were staring at him.

Qi Shan digested the news slower than others, but he reacted quickly. He rushed forward to ask for clarification, but Jimo Qiu took a step back to avoid the sharp edge in his hand. Qi Shan was stunned for a moment, and decisively dropped his sword: [Did you just say Master? ]

He stared at Jimo Qiu's mouth.

I was afraid that the other party would say something perfunctory. Fortunately, Jimo Qiu was not like them, and he did not like to keep people in suspense. The high priest nodded honestly: "Yes, I did feel the presence of Her Highness just now. She was definitely here."

[What about now? Where is she? ]

Qishan asked the question he wanted to ask before anyone else.

[Your Highness is now everywhere. 】

Although it was only a fleeting moment, he was sure that His Highness had returned.

Jimo Qiu told the truth, but the gentlemen in the tent looked shocked. Qi Shan stared in disbelief, staggering and retreating, regretting that he had lost his sword. He lowered his head to look for the sword, but his vision was full of illusions and he couldn't focus. He even accidentally stepped on the sword, and his eyes hadn't found the target yet. The others also looked sad and heartbroken.

I was heartbroken when I heard the bad news.

Everyone's faces turned pale and their throats tightened and became silent.

Luan Xin's eyes saw the most desperate color in the world that day.

woo-

I don't know who broke free first, but sobs could be heard from the tent. When had Jimo Qiu ever seen such a scene? All the men and women in the tent cried, but then they thought that His Highness's return to the throne was indeed good news worth celebrating, and it was normal for people to cry with joy.

Jimo Qiu was sentimental and considerate and did not say anything to interrupt.

The next second, he was dumbfounded.

Suddenly, a shrill and mournful howl came from the corner. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a yellow figure rising from the ground. He rushed towards his colleague with a sword hanging on his waist, drew the sword out of its sheath, gritted his teeth and shouted, "I am a sinner and incompetent. I am willing to die for my lord!"

The land is sinking and the master is about to die.

Since dying early or late is death anyway, it’s better to die now.

The mental pressure of this month is too great, so great that a group of insiders have no hope of survival, and the only backbone has been reduced to ashes. There is really nothing to be nostalgic about in this world. It is better to die early, maybe there will be colleagues to help collect your body.

Maybe if I walk faster, I can catch up with my master.

This scene happened so suddenly that no one stopped it.

Gu Chi, the only one who heard Jimo Qiu's voice and discovered the oolong, was still far away. He was also a weak scholar, so what could he use to grab the knife? He only had time to stretch out his hand and shout: "Stop——"

That's too late!

Gu Chi couldn't bear it and closed his eyes.

However, the expected bloody scene did not happen.

Even the person who drew the knife to commit suicide did not expect that she had used a lot of strength, but the knife cut her neck so hard that it didn't even break the skin, and she didn't even feel the pain. She was stunned for a moment, holding the knife with both hands across her neck and cutting back and forth.

The blade seemed to hit something hard and made a creaking sound.

She was ashamed, angry, and overwhelmed. She stomped her feet, threw the knife to the ground, stomped on it twice, and resolutely abandoned the self-restraint she had cultivated for more than 20 years. She cursed the owner of the knife: "Are you sick? You carry a fake knife on your waist all day long!"

It takes courage to commit suicide.

To put it simply, it means being on top.

Once that energy is gone, people no longer want to die.

She pushed the dazed Zhao Feng away and prepared to grab the knives of others. Everyone reacted at this moment, and the second target who was robbed of the knife slid sideways to avoid it. Seeing this, Gu Chi came up and held her down: [Calm down, calm down first! ]

How can others remain calm?

Qin Li and others tacitly suppressed the heat in their eyes.

They used all their best reason to suppress the thoughts that were stirring in their chests. It was not that they did not want to commit suicide to sacrifice their master, but they had other considerations: [Our master... died outside, as ministers, how could we bear to see our master's soul wandering alone? Even if there is no remains, we should build a tomb for our master to preserve his honor after his death... The disaster of destroying the world is unstoppable, and we... don't know how many days we can survive, please do as you please. ]

In a word, the makeshift team was disbanded on the spot.

Those who are very capable may be lucky enough to rush back and say a few words to their families, so as to leave no regrets.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

Gu Chi held down the old minister who wanted to die for his master, while gritting his teeth and trying to tell the truth. He never thought that one day he would be so happy about the good news that he would temporarily become speechless. He opened his mouth several times but couldn't make a sound, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

Jimo Qiu: [……]

This chaotic scene doesn't look like tears of joy at all.

Gu Chi immediately looked at him for help.

[…What are you doing…? ] Perhaps Jimo Qiu finally received the distress signal sent by Gu Chi, or perhaps the scene in front of him was too magical, the shy and introverted high priest couldn't help but speak. He supported his knees with his hands and tilted his head in confusion.

These six words silenced everyone.

A colleague who had worked in the Ministry of Revenue and had made meritorious contributions in several grain inspections was extremely angry. He pointed at Jimo Qiu's nose and cursed: "What a heartless, heartless and ungrateful person you are! It's a waste of the officials in the Ministry of Revenue to unanimously recommend you to serve the emperor! The emperor has passed away, and you don't even have a trace of sadness on your face! You are really, really disappointing!"

[…Who is the dragon that has come to the throne? Your Highness is fine. ]

Everyone: […]

Their emotions were like a roller coaster that broke down at the highest point. Their half-life cultivation was on par with the tourists hanging upside down on the roller coaster. Their desire to kill Jimo Qiu reached its peak! Jimo Qiu thought about what he had just said, and it should have been conveyed correctly.

His mood fluctuated greatly, causing him to react slowly. Qi Shan was stuck in the middle of squatting to pick up the sword. Upon hearing this, he suddenly threw the sword away, grabbed Jimo Qiu's shoulders tightly, and said with gritted teeth: [You - tell me everything, don't breathe heavily, tell me clearly! ]

He is putting his words here now!
I hate people who speak half-sentences and make ambiguous statements the most!

Jimo Qiu: [……]

Chu Yao put the heart back to its original position: [Just now, Mr. Jimo said... What does it mean that the master is everywhere? ]

[Your Highness's divine thoughts can reach the ends of the earth in an instant. 】

Jimo Qiu said, if this isn’t everywhere, then what is?
After thinking about it, I realized that I was not wrong.

Everyone: […]

Qi Shan used so much force that veins popped out on his forehead: [Jimo Qiu, you said she is still alive, I don’t believe it! Unless she shows up now! ]

If the master were alive, he would definitely show up.

Divine thoughts can reach the ends of the earth, so why not report safety?

Qi Shan's words also reminded the others, and they all cast suspicious glances at Jimo Qiu. Jimo Qiu felt his spine tingle under the stares, and he had a premonition that if he didn't answer this question well, everyone in the tent would kick him.

【that……】

Jimo Qiu swallowed nervously.

He swore that he had never been so nervous when His Highness gave him a one-on-one test before. His Highness would not beat him, but this person in front of him would!
[… Gentlemen, tell me, is there a possibility that the first thing His Highness did after returning to the throne was to repair the collapsed four pillars?] This is like the mainstay of the family who went out to work and came back to find that the hut had collapsed, the walls were cracked, and it was still raining heavily.

If we don't think about repairing it now, will we allow the strong winds and heavy rains to wash away the remaining dilapidated houses?
Everyone: […]

At this moment, cheers rang out from outside, and everyone could clearly feel that the light coming in from outside the tent had become much brighter.

The heavy black clouds that almost pressed down the ground slowly rose into the sky. It seemed that there was an invisible hand behind the clouds that pushed them away, allowing the sunlight to pour in through the gaps. In just a quarter of an hour, the sky returned to azure blue, with no clouds in sight.

【Report——】

Another scout outside the camp brought back news.

Fortunately, it’s all good news.

Just when they thought they were dreaming, loud cries came from the tent behind them, and everyone hurried back. They saw the giant red flower bud unfold, and a chubby little girl with white and pink skin rolled out of the stamen.

The little girl has a high bun and wears a red bellyband.

It doesn't look like a newborn, but rather like it's a year old.

She fell to the ground and cried until she was hoarse.

Shen Tang had no idea that his pretty little man was in a group fight.

She is playing in the mud now.

Just now, she quickly scanned the outside world with her mind and found that although the outside world was in chaos, fortunately it was not irreversible, so she calmed down and returned to her place. When she opened her eyes, she saw the woman eating melons... No, it should be said that the third brother who had an old grudge against her threw a shovel at her.

The third brother gloated: "Let's get to work."

Shen Tang rubbed his swollen forehead.

The memories of these years of suffering and the memories of the more distant past collided with each other the moment she woke up. The obsession part fought fiercely with the good thoughts, and only the evil thoughts squatted in the corner and looked at her coldly. Therefore, her mind was very confused at the moment.

No matter how chaotic the situation is, I still remember what I want to do.

She sighed, "What kind of life am I?"

Shen Tang originally had no name, she was born and raised by nature, and her original form was a vine that grew around a rock. This vine had no intelligence, and it was impossible for it to have intelligence, because the land that nurtured her was an ancient battlefield, and countless lives were buried under every inch of land.

The stars change, and the sea changes.

The ancient battlefield was also transformed into a pure land under the cleansing of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

At some unknown time, a group of little people migrated from afar and made a hard living here. They brought fresh water from the nearest tributary and gathered it into a stream beside the vine. The little people helped the vine to clear away stubborn stones and bones, and it also fed back to the spiritual plants planted by the little people, and the leaves it actively gave had the effect of curing diseases.

The number of villain groups gradually increased.

Their joys, sorrows, anger and happiness almost all happen around Fujiki.

This vine suddenly developed a bit of intelligence.

Intelligence can't make Fujiki more powerful, but it can greatly improve her communication efficiency with these villains. As Fujiki appears more and more frequently in the villain group culture, she is gradually worshipped as a deity. One day, the sky and the earth showed strange phenomena, and all things were in grief.

[The saint has fallen.]

Thousands of little people fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

But soon the little man's crying stopped.

Their desolate land suddenly became filled with thousands of rays of light and auspicious auras, and countless spiritual creatures circled in the sky, clearly an auspicious sign to celebrate the birth of a saint. In the ancient world, countless creatures looked up at the sky, staring in amazement at the strange scene that was half happy and half sad, with a clear distinction between joy and sorrow.

So Shen Tang became Shen Tang.

But she didn't feel any joy in her heart.

Well, she doesn't have such a thing as emotions.

Plants and trees have no feelings, so how can they feel sympathy for their own kind?
Just see your own future from the ruthless arrangement of heaven.

Perhaps one day in the future, she would also be rejected by the Heavenly Dao, but as soon as she was gone, the Heavenly Dao would happily welcome a newcomer. This cognition was deeply rooted in her heart, like a seed sleeping in a dark corner, until one day it was nourished and sprouted.

“…So, I am depressed.”

In order to deal with the mess left by Yunda and the main club of the Central Branch, Shen Tang had to transform into his original form, a giant vine that was big enough to cover the sky... or rather a vine tree, huddled up in this small space, using countless roots that were thousands of feet thick as ropes to hold the four broken pillars tightly. With a little effort, he pulled the four pillars that had been falling back, fixed them, and then repaired them.

Shen Tang held a shovel and cement...

Um, it’s and merit cement.

Countless golden merits stirred the paste that Shen Tang had made from his root system, stirred it and saw that it was almost done, and then threw it on the cracks of the four pillars with a shovel. In order to ensure the quality of the project, Shen Tang also used the root system as the steel skeleton of the four pillars to ensure that it would not blow up after being repaired!
Stable and very safe.

Not to mention one Werder, even ten of them would be useless.

The third brother didn't feel comfortable standing by and watching without working, so he changed into his true form and lent a hand. Oh no, the third brother's true form had four hands, so it should be said that he lent eight hands. The work efficiency was indeed much faster. It was boring to just work, so the two began to chat.

This is also one of the rare times when they can chat calmly.

Curse the sky, curse the earth, and curse Old Ten.

The third brother expressed full understanding towards Shen Tang.

Generally speaking, the birth and death of a Saint Sovereign would be separated by a period of time, and it was impossible for them to happen on the same day. This made the Heavenly Dao seem too heartless and ungrateful. The Heavenly Dao was like a perverted parent with a perverted desire for control, who oppressed, suppressed, and exploited his children without any tenderness. It would be best if the children were valuable, but if they were not, they would be abandoned and a new one opened. Perhaps it was because he was certain that Shen Tang's true form was a vine wood, without a heart or emotion, so the Heavenly Dao did not hide anything at all that time.

Little did he know that Shen Tang had a premonition of the future from the very beginning.

Pessimistic, with heavy pressure of survival and heavy responsibilities on her shoulders, her long life is filled with boredom and tediousness. Her only joy and wish is to feed these little people who run through her life like a stream.

She is willing to give all the favors she can afford.

But all this is not allowed. If Tiandao were a parent, he would use a social account and maybe even post a message on Xiaohongshu asking for help - Ladies, what should I do if my daughter has gone crazy with her pet!

Shen Tang felt more and more restricted by the laws of nature.

Even if she argued with the Heavenly Dao, it would be of no avail.

Tian Dao's arrogance made him unable to understand Shen Tang's feelings at that time. He did not think Shen Tang had such rich and wonderful emotions. Fujiki was heartless and emotionless. He only knew that the work he had high hopes for disappointed him again, but he still wanted to make amends.

【It’s all these ants’ fault. 】

As long as they are gone, Shen Tang will naturally return to normal.

These ants also enjoyed too much good fortune under Shen Tang's wings that should not appear in the destiny of their race and should not be enjoyed.

They must be old things that have naturally disappeared in the long river of time.

The fact that He has endured until now is a manifestation of His mercy and justice.

result--

Fate dealt another critical blow to the Heavenly Dao.

Shen Tang was doomed to a love disaster, and the disaster must befall this old clan.

Tiandao: [...]

The sky is falling.

Just keep a pet, but also fall in love with the pet???

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