Red lips are like fire, eyebrows are like ink, wearing three thousand blue silk, Xi Qiqi long skirt.
Golden jade curtains, red skirts on the floor.
Stunning face, luxurious figure.
Just like a generation of queens, standing on top of the world.
The red long skirt forms the sharpest contrast with the white snow on the top of Mount Fuji.
At the moment when the woman appeared in front of them, everyone felt that even this world was eclipsed.
Everyone bowed down, like the most devout believers, welcoming their god of faith.
And Haruhi Yingyue, under the guidance of Mingzun Susuo, step by step, walked towards the altar ahead.
In the altar, there is magma tumbling and fire rising.
Said it is an altar, it is actually the crater of Mount Fuji.
It is recorded in Japanese ancient books that the god of reading the moon will be reborn from the ashes.
Therefore, the so-called awakening ceremony is actually sending Haruhi Yingyue into the fiery lava, and rebirth!
“Mingzun, it’s okay.”
“It’s auspicious hour, we can welcome the return of the Moon God.”
Among the crowd, Mochizuki River suddenly walked out and reminded Xu Zuo Mingzun.
“it is good.”
Suzuo Mingzun nodded, only one reply, a good word.
After the words fell, Xu Zuo Mingzun stepped on the mountain.
Boom~
The squally wind swept through and rolled up the snow and ice.
Suddenly, around the altar, golden light suddenly rose, and rainbow light soared into the sky.
If you look closely, you can even see that on the altar made of white jade, there are actually obscure runes looming.
At the same time, a vigorous and respectful voice resounded throughout the entire Fuji mountain in an instant.
“The god who has slept for thousands of years, you are God’s envoy and the faith of the Japanese nation.”
“You have disappeared for thousands of years, and you have returned.”
“May the moon read the gods, be reborn from the ashes, and the king will return!”
Suzuo Mingzun put his hands on his chest, the voice of respect resounded everywhere.
Behind him, the six great masters of the Sanshen Pavilion also bowed and drank together.
The voice of respect and respect, like a wave, sweeps over Mount Fuji.
“May the moon read the gods, be reborn from the ashes, and the king will return!”
With the kneeling of these people, the thousands of people in Japan behind them all kneeled.
That one after another voice impacted the whole world.
“Kneel to welcome, Moon Reading God, rebirth from the ashes, return of the king!”
…
“Kneel to welcome, Moon Reading God is back~”
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Phoo~
The world is trembling, and the wind is bitter.
In countless bows, the stunning girl, bathing everyone’s gaze, walked slowly toward the altar ahead.
Peerless elegance, luxurious figure.
The girl here is like the emperor who enthroned in ancient times.
Thousands bow their heads, and thousands bow down.
Bells and drums ring together, and the music official Hua Ge.
The phoenix crown and the halo, the pearl and jade curtains.
However, in the face of this endless glory, there was no joy or excitement on the pretty face of Liang Gong Yingyue.
Yes, there is only endless sadness and nostalgia.
The last moment finally arrived as promised.
After a few minutes, it is estimated that there is really no such person as Haruhi Yingyue in the world, right?
Just like the white snow on the top of the mountain, scattered in the world with the wind, no one remembers, no one misses it.
However, even if Haruhi Yingyue is nostalgic for this world, what can he do?
This is her destiny, she can’t escape.
She has no choice.
From the very beginning, she has been sacrificed her life to others.
She was a born sacrifice, and she was destined to sacrifice for it.
The red skirt is on the ground, and the green silk is like snow.
Haruhi Yingyuelian moved slightly and walked slowly.
Obviously she was only a few meters away from the altar, but for some reason, walking at this time was as long as a century.
Finally, when she reached the altar, she suddenly stopped. Stopped for a long time, never stepping forward.
Until the end, it seemed that he couldn’t help himself anymore, tears flowed down uncontrollably, and his face was dripping.
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