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Chapter 1882
Ryukyu's mouth slowly outlined a smile, very light, but very beautiful.
Overlooking the sky, the wind is facing the world.
Holding Ryukyu's hand, xuanyuanche raised his hand in Ryukyu's smile.
The frenzied roar of the lower part was immediately silenced in the form of waves.
Xuanyuanche looks down at everything below, the hand raised high and slowly clenched into a fist.
"From then on, there will be no war in the world, and I will create a prosperous era for all the people in the world that will never be killed." Drink in a big way, go up to the sky and shake the whole world.
"Long live..." In the short silence, all the people were completely crazy.
Their eyes were filled with tears, they were jubilant, they were roaring with excitement.
War, how many homes, how many lives are destroyed, how many injuries are left behind.
They have lived in this war for hundreds of years.
Today, their majesty has a.s.sured them that there will be no killing, no war.
There is nothing better than this, and there is nothing more tangible.
How many disputes are there in the world? It's over to this day.
From then on, we will enjoy peace and prosperity forever.
In the deafening cheers, Ryukyu turned to look at xuanyuanche.
One face of high spirited, one face of steel tenderness, one of the overlord emperor.
Such a man is the one she loves, has, and will always have.
The smile on the corner of Ryukyu's mouth is more and more successful.
Feeling the gaze of Ryukyu, xuanyuanche looks back, the black eyes containing the flame, so heroic and ambitious under the golden sun, so deep like water.
She is not rare for her splendor.
Top power, she doesn't care.
She only wants him to accompany her in this life, hand in hand for a long life, not to leave, enough.
Feeling Ryukyu's affection, xuanyuanche tightly holds Ryukyu's hand, and the light in his eyes can't match Jinyang.
Ten fingers in one hand, no too much language, even no mouth.
Between them, there is no need to tell.
That's the feeling that's carved into the bone marrow.
Wind hair tip, two hands.
This life, this life, do not leave.
The emperor's birthday is celebrated all over the world.
Under the night sky, fireworks blow up in the sky. The strange shapes stretch wantonly under the night, which brightens the void and brightens the night.
