Vol 2 Chapter 1881: Finale 6
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Descent of the Phoenix
- Yi Shi Feng Liu
- 387 characters
- 2021-02-04 11:13:19
"The Queen is a thousand years old and a thousand years old..."
The deafening screams rise up, and the people on both sides of the street are like the ups and downs of the tide.
Everyone has an excitement that cannot be concealed.
It’s all joyful to the extreme.
Standing on the dragon's raft, Haoyue and Xuanyuan Qing gently raised their hands and waved.
Immediately, the excitement and screaming of the shocked, almost broke through the sky at the top of the head, shocking the universe.
Worship the ancestral temple.
Burning incense ancestors.
On the high platform of the heavens, thanks to the heavens and the earth.
One hundred and eightth order white jade steps, the four kings carrying the moon and Xuanyuan Che together with the height that has never been seen since ancient kings.
Stepping on the top floor, the four kings step back and stand under the highest steps.
The commanding heights of the heavens and the earth on the 108th floor left only Xuanyuan Che and Haoyue.
Xuanyuan Che took the hand of Haoyue and stood tall.
The hot summer wind blows the two men's costumes, infinitely majestic and luxurious.
"Cultivate the heavens and the earth." The sacrifices sounded out, and the bells sounded nine days, resounding in all directions.
Xuanyuan Che took the hand of Haoyue, and supported the slow down of the moon, thanking the world.
Under the high stage, the Quartet and the ministers, no hundreds of surnames are all looking up at the top of the high platform.
No one questioned why Haoyue would go up.
No one has the slightest dissatisfaction.
As if the most noble height at the end of the day, I should have her place.
It should be the top of the two people standing.
The four parties called on, and countless people watched their emperor support the difficult month of pregnancy, and slowly bowed to the four sides.
A silence, everyone is waiting for the air.
The Western worship is over.
"Boom..." The four heavens and the earth thanked and prayed for the blessing, and the silent sky suddenly burst out of the hot energy.
"Long live, long live down..."
In an instant, the excitement of the Quartet swarmed up, and it was far and wide, and it was empty.
Standing up under Xuanyuan's shackles, Haoyue tightly held Xuanyuan's hand.
The hot wind blew his robes, flying their long hair, tangled in the air, lingering.
The mild eyes slowly sweeped through countless soldiers.