Master, he probably has already returned to China by this time, right?

Although he clearly knew that he would never see his master again, why was he still so unwilling?

Still so longing, will a miracle happen?

Tears were still flowing, already blurring the eyes of the woman in front of her.

She looked back for the last time and looked at the world behind her.

How she hopes that a miracle can happen at this moment.

How much I hope that there is a young man like the master, who descends from the sky, defeats all the monsters like Ultraman, takes her away, and escapes from this world.

However, she was still disappointed after all.

In the distance, except for the vast snow and the vast world, there is nothing, and no one appears.

There is no Ultraman falling from the sky.

Not to mention, what she has been thinking about all the time, that boy.

Suzumiya Yingyue finally despaired.

She no longer fantasizes.

She turned around resolutely and stepped onto the altar in front of her.

Under the altar, lava rolled and flames burned to the sky.

And she stood there, half crying and half laughing.

Under the rising sun, red clothes and white snow.

The sky was full of wind and sand, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

The mountains and rivers are silent, only the noise of the wind is left.

On this day, she will eventually perish.

Thousands of Buddhas chant scriptures, and thousands of people go to court.

She was smiling as she walked away.

Only to the boundless sky, shouted

"Master, farewell."

The world is silent, and the vegetation is silent.

Only the girl's murmur filled the air.

Tears slipped down, under the morning sun, crystal clear, reflecting the cold light of the snowy day.

Just like that, under the watchful eyes of everyone, this peerless girl jumped into the molten sea of ??flames outside the altar!

Agni, Yaoyang.

Red dress, white snow. JrNovels.com