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Chapter 1228 This Beautiful Landscape

Tamil recalled the road he had experienced, as if standing on the top of the Tongtian Tower, looking down at the distant floating clouds at his feet, and the green water and green mountains revealed in the gaps between the floating clouds.

That touch of green is an incomparably beautiful landscape.

Massive memories are rolling in endlessly, they are like the scenery under the clouds.

Disappearance is not forgetting, it emerges quickly when attention is focused on it.

Still clear and beautiful.

It's just that the memories of the past are so rich that it takes years to recall them alone.

One cannot always indulge in memories.

However, Tamil only indulged in this once, and a hundred years passed quietly.

When he finally raised his head from his contemplation, his bright eyes were like stars, passing through layers of curtains, overlooking the scenery beyond cause and effect.

"I want a child."

For so many years, Tamil has no descendants.

At the beginning, there was no suitable goal, and there has been no success.

Later, the queen was finally established, but there was no crown prince to be established.

Some people say that the Tamil Emperor killed too much, conquered too much, offended the gods, and was condemned by the gods.

However, these people were cut off by the secret agents in the queen's hands.

The most effective way to control public opinion is not to use hush money to silence people, but to completely erase the person who speaks. If that is not enough, then his family, family, or even a city, a place, and a country will be erased.

It was completely destroyed physically and mentally, and there was no trace of it in culture or history.

Therefore, everyone believed that the Tamil Emperor was immortal and did not need to rely on the continuation of blood to inherit the country like ordinary emperors.

Just like the sun in the sky does not give birth to baby suns.

But today, Tamil suddenly wanted a child.

Cravings, more cravings than ever.

He already knew his fate, cause and effect, where he came from, and where he was going.

So, he couldn't wait to get a glimpse of his baby.

It didn't happen before, because there was no hit, no cause and no result.

But now, fate is unsustainable, cause and effect are on the verge of collapse, and the future contains infinite possibilities.

Not long after, the good news came.

The queen is pregnant.

Tamil's laughter resounds in all worlds, in the hearts of all gods, and is felt by every living being in the world.

The gods praise, all things sing.

This child has become the focus of the world before he was born.

Countless gods of barbarian origin rushed to Tamil's palace.

Ulala and the darkness covered a large area, which frightened the barbarians guarding the palace.

Is this a betrayal?

Is this to blaspheme the emperor?

This is to...

Hey, what they hold in their hands is not an axe, but various candies, toys, and cubs of various mythical beasts.

"Where's the emperor?"

Countless barbarian gods roared in unison.

"The emperor is not in the palace."

"The emperor is really not inside."

"Hey, hey, don't squeeze in, if you squeeze again, I will report to the emperor."

All the barbarian gods looked at him in unison, and then rushed into the palace even more resolutely.

Report it!

It's better to sue Lao Tzu in front of the Emperor, and let the Emperor whip Lao Tzu, hahaha...

The sturdy wall, which was said to use the hardest substance in the world and was blessed with tens of thousands of layers of runes, collapsed.

The savages were dumbfounded.

It seems that it didn't take much effort, did it?This is simply an ordinary brick wall, damn it, who cut corners?It must be the goblins who built the palace!
The guard was furious, "This is an ordinary brick wall! Hey, you can't go in..."

Then the palace of the Tamil Great came crashing down, and nothing grew in the path of the barbarian's feet.

They want to find the emperor.

They firmly believe that the Great Emperor is here.

If you can't find it, then you haven't searched thoroughly enough.

"Look! Even a speck of dust will not be missed! We must find the Great Emperor!"

After all, that was the emperor's first heir and the future of all the barbarians.

Be sure to wait faithfully and witness his birth with your own eyes.

His cry must be the most beautiful sound in the world.

No no, how could it be possible to cry, he must have been born with a smile.

Well, it must be!

Many barbarian gods used the art of transformation one after another, shrinking their bodies to the size of rice grains, or even dust, and thoroughly searched every inch of land in the palace.

At the same time, on the Titan Continent, a blue-winged dragon flitted through the clouds, looking down at the land.

The lush canopy is towering and towering, even if seen in the clouds, it is particularly eye-catching.

On the back of the dragon, Tamil touched the short golden beard, then rolled up the map and put it in his pocket.

"The map says this is a golden field, a giant tree where the world tree and rapeseed blossoms are fused together. Look at the top of the tree, and look at its golden corolla. Well...it smells..."

Yes, it is so fragrant!

The scent of rapeseed flowers is already strong, and this is a rapeseed flower that incorporates the life characteristics of the world tree, so the fragrance is simply strong.

You don't need to open your eyes along the way, just follow the fragrance of the flowers and you will know that you are getting closer and closer to your destination...

The flying dragon snorted as soon as it landed, then flapped its wings and soared into the sky.

It can't stand it!

For creatures with a keen sense of smell, any strong smell is inhumane torture.

A strong wind fell from the sky, and Tamil quickly covered the head of the woman beside him with his hands.

At close range, the woman's clothes and hair did not move.

In fact, her strength is not weak, even if she is pregnant, she has not declined at all.

But in front of Tamil, she is willing to be a weak woman, relying on him and relying on him wholeheartedly.

In the past, Tamil was busy with wars, and occasionally he was thinking, planning, or taking care of various worlds, integrating resources from all worlds, and discovering talents in his spare time.

To this day, his territory is boundless, and his people are countless.

But that's all the result of conquest.

"I have never admired the scenery along the way. I want to walk with you again, and it can be considered as growing up with our children."

"Grow up together?" the woman wondered, "After the child is born, we have enough time to accompany him to grow up."

Tamil reached out and took the woman into his arms, kissing her forehead tenderly.

Silent, speechless, only gentle.

He felt that day was coming more and more clearly, and he understood that he couldn't wait for that day.

Here, maybe the last stop.

In the distance, a goblin dressed in fine linen put his pointed mouth into a wooden horn.

"Hey, you two, be careful, the collection team is about to pick fruit, leave this area quickly."

Then the goblin looked up at the gradually shrinking flying dragon, and muttered in a low voice: "The uneducated guy actually left his master in a dangerous area and ignored him. He really should have peeled off his skin to make boots for Lord Sherlock..."

Little did they know, the blue-winged dragon in the air rolled its eyes and glanced at the ground.

After calculating the wind speed, wind direction, flight altitude and angle, etc., when it raised its tail, a black dot fell from the sky.

Tamil shrugged helplessly, took the woman's hand, and quickly left the area.

He is not afraid of danger, nothing in this world can hurt him.

But he is afraid of smell.

puff!
There was a dull sound, a slight vibration came from under the feet, and a beautiful landscape exploded in an instant.

It was pitch black and it stinks and stinks.

(End of this chapter)