Under the moon night, the candlelight flickered, and the orange light kept flickering.
The dreamlike light and shadow, mixed with the sad and mournful cry, just like this, linger and circulate here.
Enduring, endless!
There was despair and misery in the crying voice.
I think that their Japanese martial arts dominated Asia back then.
But now, the thousand-year-old artifact has been taken away, and even the god of their faith has been taken away by it.
Several great masters were killed.
The top combat power of Japanese martial arts can be described as being slaughtered by Ye Fan overnight.
Single-handedly, they stepped on the entire Japan.
Now they have become the laughing stock of the whole world.
Shame, anger, despair, sorrow~
All kinds of emotions loomed over the martial arts people in Japan.
They had no other choice but to gather at the Three Gods and petition by candlelight.
With a sincere heart and a zeal to serve the country, please Xuexue shines on the gods, honor and disgrace the Japanese nation, and fight Ye Fan!
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Outside the Sanshen Pavilion, the sad voices gathered like a stream, like a tide, surging the whole world.
However, no matter how they begged, inside the Sanshen Pavilion, it was quiet as usual.
No one was moving at all.
No figure appeared either.
At this time, among the crowd, two people sitting in wheelchairs suddenly were pushed in.
These two people are not others, but they are Mochizuki River and Ishino Ryuichi who were dug out from Mount Fuji by Toyotomi Kawayoshi and others.
The two of them, being pushed by someone, came to the front of the crowd.
Ahead, the hall closed tightly.
The three characters “Sanshen Pavilion” in front of the door, with dragons flying and phoenix dancing, penetrate the paper back.
Mochizuki he took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth, trying to stand up.
But after all, he failed. He fell to the ground, but knelt hard.
Then, he raised his head and looked forward, his brows flushed.
On the face of vicissitudes, there are almost old tears.
Immediately afterwards, a low and sad voice also sounded.
“Pavilion Master Xuezhao, you have disappeared long enough.”
“It’s time to show up.”
“We, Japan, need you.”
“The billions of people in Japan also need you.”
“The face of my Japanese martial arts needs you even more~”
“Please Xuezhao Pavilion Master, strengthen my country!”
As Mochizuki River’s words fell, it was like a huge boulder falling into the sea, setting off a huge wave.
Thousands of people behind him also knelt together, tears of sorrow.
“Snow, please shine on the gods, strengthen my country~”
“Please Xue Zhaotian, and turn the tide~”
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The sad voices and sorrowful words converge into a stream, shaking the sky endlessly.
However, just when everyone was desperate.
Finally~
Boom~
A dull boom came out quietly.
Immediately afterwards, in the Sanshen Pavilion, there was a rainbow of light soaring into the sky.
Surging power, majestic and raging like a dragon!
The great earthquake trembled and Tianhe trembled.
There was a gust of wind swept across the world here.
“This..”
“this is…”
At that moment, everyone’s eyes widened.
In the eyes, there is tremor, ecstasy, relief, and tears.
They knew that after decades of disappearing, the guardian god of Japan finally appeared.
In this way, in the trembling and ecstatic eyes of everyone, a cold and majestic shadow appeared quietly.
What kind of luxury it is, it stands tall, and it is outstanding.
What kind of stunning beauty is that, ice muscle and jade skin, closed moon and shame.
She sits in a long skirt, and she looks down on sentient beings.
At the moment she appeared, everyone only felt that the world had lost its color.
In the year of Gengzi, May 4th.
He has practiced in hermit for decades, the number one strongman in Japan, the master of the Three Gods Pavilion, and the Snow Light God, will finally live!
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