Type Month; My Fiancée is Political

"Yao Xue, the widow is going to her husband's place. You can wait here in peace."

The fantasy tree, because of the "integration of human intelligence and the real country"

Influenced by the influence of Daqin world, the fantasy tree in Daqin world is fully mature, and its branches can cover more than [*]% of the surface.

Possessing the ability to distort reality and illusion, and can even forcefully cross the world with the positioning of technology and his own strength, the price to pay is huge, but for Ying Ningwu, it is far less important than missing that man.

With the gathering of the Great Qin Guoyun on his body, the root system of the fantasy tree under the entire star is also shining.

"In my name, open!"

In the name of the country, in the order of the emperor, lead the way of the seal, and open the door of the world.

Ignoring Ying Yaoxue's advice behind her, the more Ningwu moves, the more she can feel the loss of magic power in her body.

The faint cold that can coagulate blood is a difficult pain, such as the existence of falling into the abyss, she can only stop breathing.

However, this is nothing compared to the heavy burden on the shoulders of the husband, staring at this clean sky.

It seems that through the other side of the distant star sea, one can touch the unknowable mystery.

Everything about Genryuin, and the unease from the bottom of my heart may be answered.

"The widow has gone."

Under the sea of ​​stars, there are thousands of lights.

Crossing the corridor of time and space, and crossing the endless vainness, Ying Ningwu seemed to see the exquisiteness she had seen before.

"Are these husbands?"

The sage of Camelot, the demon king of Uruk, opened the existence of the battle of farewells between humans and gods. Under the endless brilliance, the pressure on whether the unreachable star sea hides more truth gradually increases, Even if it is the first emperor, it is a bit too reluctant to travel through space.

"Husband, do you always come here like this every time?"

Looking across the sleeping Milky Way, what Master Zulong couldn't think about was the slightly hazy scene.

The foggy morning star is almost nothing.

It became clearer again.

There is a bit of ugliness in the beauty.

The first emperor's cheek showed a complex expression of slight pain and shock.

Like a wry smile.

Like a sigh, it is the sadness after knowing everything.

"Husband, it's really hard for you.

But this time, let me take the responsibility for a little bit with you."

With tears in her eyes, she saw the end of that time with her own eyes, Ying Ningwu saw it, she saw the answer she wanted.

So "Who is this here?"

The crimson eyes suddenly looked up to the sky, and Skaha felt it, and felt a pressure that was so overwhelming that she could not bear it at all.

Compared with those so-called gods, this existence may become a real god! "What a terrible power, is this guy really a heroic spirit? It's not a level existence at all."

The hand holding the gun trembled, not because of excitement, but because of fear.

Completely ignoring Kenneth's call beside him, Ku.

Chu Lin knew that a being that was truly powerful enough to frighten him had appeared.

"It's over, it's over, the appearance of that man was already troublesome enough, why even this woman came.

It's dead, it's dead, it's really dead this time.

Danny, friendship, no no, I should strongly advise you not to participate in this battle, I can't think of any way to win when the couple is united."

Pacing back and forth in the room, holding his hair nervously, the Magician of Flowers made such a cry.

"kindness"

The originally messy blond hair suddenly became messier, and the green eyes froze for a moment. Mordred suddenly felt goose bumps on his body. This feeling seemed to indicate that he had encountered some powerful enemy. .

"Heh, is this the legend here again? However, I always feel that the existence of this person seems to be suppressing me in the blood. It seems that no one in the Hall of Valor can do this."

There are not many people who can beat him in the Hall of Valor, but they do know some things in history, but the humble king Futigeng can't think of anyone who can suppress him so stubbornly.

Even if they didn't meet, just relying on the sense of distance, it was enough to make him feel fear.

Yep, it's just fear.

After pondering who came to the present world and thinking for a while, King Bei felt that it might be better for him to take the initiative to take a look.

Chapter 5. There are [*] seconds before Sister Zheng arrives on the battlefield (Part [*])

Where there is prosperity, there is desertion, and where there is wealth, there is poverty.

The northernmost part of Fuyuki City, this is the slum, this is the darkest place in the whole city.

Homeless people, disabled people, orphans without parents, homeless people at the bottom, they are the bottom existence of this city, and they are also the sins of every rich person.

Today is the same day as usual, under the same blue sky, but life is so unsatisfactory.

"Sorry for you, my child."

Originally, it was the age when he should go to school and play, but because of his father's accident and his mother's body, the little boy who could only struggle to get by could only be tied to the family and do what he can do.

Carefully grind some peanuts into powder, and then make some peanut candy, and even then most of them need to be sold.

Then go out and get some glutinous rice flour, make a little soup, and give it to the kids.

Mothers always have these shrewd thoughts in mind, but they will also give their children a few sweet mouths to eat.

"Go, come back soon"

The mother looked up at the eldest son, who was only ten years old, and brought a small bag of peanut candy to him.

"Mom, don't we eat at home? I don't care, but my brother and sister"

Looking at the peanut candy in his hand, the child vaguely understood that it might be all the peanut candy in the family.

He swallowed, he really didn't want to be greedy for this mouth, but more wanted to let his younger brother and sister eat something good.

"Well, that's why you need to go to the store and sell it."

Stuffing a rice ball in the collar of the child, the mother watched the child leave.

"I'll do my best, Mom."

The small figure walked quickly on the ground covered with blood like the setting sun, leaving these words, the child slowly disappeared.

"Safe journey."

Mother closed her cuffs and turned to enter the house.

"That..., please."

A voice suddenly stopped her, and her mother didn't know how to describe the voice, but she just found it very pleasant, as if it didn't exist in the human world.

So she turned her head and saw that the girl had drooping pale golden eyes, she was wearing a gorgeous black robe, and three thousand black cyan silk was tied into a delicate bun.

With just a glance, she could feel the grace and splendor in the woman in front of her, that was a noble existence that she had never seen in her very poor life.

"you are"

Seeing the girl's alluring face, the woman couldn't help but bow her head in shame.

"I'm here to find someone, have you seen this person?"

Taking out a scroll of calligraphy and painting, the girl slowly opened it.

With the appearance of a man, the woman found that the edges of the scroll were not worn, and it could be seen that the girl must cherish this scroll.

"Sorry about this man, I didn't see it"

The appearance of the man on the scroll is very vague, and the figure is not very visible, but even so, the woman can feel the special, it seems to be the kind of special... once you take a look, you will never forget it.

"Haven't you seen it? That's fine.

The girl nodded, but the girl didn't say anything.

She just quietly looked at the patched clothes on the woman's body, and the whole street that was almost similar to this one.

"Do you regret living like this?"

In Daqin, at the beginning, there would still be some wars, or people starved to death because of poverty.

But after he ruled the whole world, the protection of the Daqin government has indeed fallen in every corner.

Although the problem of the gap between the rich and the poor was still unavoidable, Da Qin who had won Ningwu, even the lowest-level residents could receive a relief fund of his own, and the situation of the woman in front of him would definitely not be the case.

Restraining the momentum on her body, she could feel that her husband was in this city, and all she needed to do was to find him before the magic power in her body was exhausted.

[The obstacle to crossing the world is greater than expected, and even now I can feel the world's rejection of me.

】Although not feeling well, Ying Ningwu still asked the woman this question.

"regret"

After being stunned for a while, the woman instantly understood the meaning of this sentence.

Is the other party asking her if she regrets living like this? She regrets following the man who promised to take care of her for the rest of her life, but now she has come to heaven earlier.

"Girl, are you married?"

Without answering Ying Ningwu directly, the woman asked back.

"married."

"Then do you regret marrying your husband?"

"I"

The sun slanted westward, and the shadows of the shadows gradually overlapped.