I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

I like your name very much.

Just like how many years ago that cold winter, the woman said the same words.

That day, she took his hand and walked up to the sky.

Today, leaning on her sword, she came down from the sky and stood in front of him.

Master

Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him who has never made a move since the beginning of the war, Jiang Feng shouted softly.

Call me by my name? Yan Zhi smiled brightly, If you don't even call your opponent by his name, that would be a great disrespect.

Listening to the woman's words, Jiang Feng's eyes became more complicated. He knew that this was the master's final relationship with him.

My swordsmanship comes from the gods, but under the request of my master, no one in the world knows that Jiang Feng's swordsmanship comes from her in the sky.

She would not let him speak, not before, not now.

She knew that the leaders of the Wanzu didn't need a god master, and the Wanzu didn't allow their highest beliefs, so there was a god master.

As long as he is the new king of all races and leads all races to a new world, as long as he is happy, everything is enough for women.

However, Jiang Feng didn't want to do this. He promised himself that he would not tell the world about the origin of his kendo.

However, he wants to tell the world in another way that his swordsmanship was taught by her, a woman who is not like a god, but is a god.

Master Jiang Feng shouted again, this time the shout was no longer just heard by two people, but spread to every corner of the huge endless battlefield.

Almost everyone heard the god in their hearts call a female god as master.

In their hearts, there was nothing but shock, and even their minds went blank, almost stopping all thinking.

I'm so old, but I'm still a fool. How can I feel at ease...

Yan Zhi put her hands behind her back, her left hand held the white wrist of her right hand, and her eyes were already wet with water mist.

And Xiaofeng, do you know? I not only want you to call me Master.

Looking at such a big boy in front of him.

Seeing the confused look of the man who was already someone else's husband listening to her words, the woman snorted again.

Her smile is very bright.

Not like a god.

It's not like a master of swordsmanship in the world.

Now she,

But the big sister next door in a small alley, said love words to a little brother next door that he couldn't understand.

I've seen her before. She's called Qingjun, isn't she? She's a very beautiful girl, but Xiaofeng, is it me or Qingjun?

Although he didn't know why Master asked, Jiang Feng shook his head: Master and Qingjun are the most important people in my life.

Xie Zhi said softly, but it seemed to be talking to herself: But I want to be the most important position in your heart, and I am afraid that I will conflict with her.

Before Jiang Feng could speak, Yan Zhi raised her eyes again and looked at him in front of her:

Hey, Xiaofeng, do you still remember? The three things you promised me, and now, the last one.

Raise the sword in your hand and kill me.

Xie Zhi's voice echoed slowly above the sky.

After killing me, go to the depths of the Divine Court. The Divine King is retreating there. Now is his weakest time. With the remaining strength of your human race, you can win. After that, everything will be over.

Xie Zhi stretched out her arms towards Jiang Lin.

Xiaofeng, come on, we Protoss have done too many wrong things, it's time to pay the price for our actions.

No. Jiang Feng held the long sword tightly, Master, you have nothing to do with the god race! You are not the same as those god race! I will never touch the sword you handed over, master.

What's the difference? I'm nothing more than a god. This world doesn't need a god, and it doesn't need me anymore. There won't be a place for me anymore.

Where I am is the place where Master lives! If Master is willing, after this battle, the three of us will go to a place where no one will be found, and no one will disturb us, no one will.

Before Jiang Feng could finish speaking, the woman stepped forward, her skirt was fringed with tassels behind her, and her long black hair like a waterfall was scattered and raised gently behind her.

Yan Zhi's face spread into Jiang Feng's eyes, she hugged Jiang Feng tightly, her white chin pressed against his shoulder.

At almost the same time, a golden spear shot straight down from the sky, and a golden light that was tens of thousands of miles long pierced Zhizhi's back and Jiang Feng's chest at the speed of light.

The spear falling obliquely pierces the ground! A crack appeared in the largest piece of land, and then sea water poured in. Suddenly, the largest land was split into two!

It was obvious that they were all pierced through the heart, but Jiang Feng felt that his life was recovering rapidly, and the master who was holding him tightly became weaker and weaker.

Jiang Feng, who realized what Master was doing in time, tried to push Master away, but he couldn't separate an inch.

In the end, when Chuan Zhi and Jiang Feng separated, all of Chuan Zhi's golden blood had already flowed into Jiang Feng's body.

Except for a big hole in the clothes on Jiang Feng's chest, everything in his body was intact, and even his previous injuries had completely recovered, and his spiritual and physical strength had returned to their peak state.

In Jiang Feng's arms, the pale girl stretched out her little hand and gently stroked Jiang Feng's cheek:

Live and wait for me, wait for me to find you, and I want to show you that red wedding dress

The woman's hand fell from Jiang Feng's cheek, and her head finally rested in Jiang Feng's arms, losing all breath and heartbeat.

Above the sky is a god holding a golden gun.

He just appeared there, and all the land under the sky sank three feet because of him!

May I have your name?

It was the first time that the god king who appeared in the world spoke, and all the races couldn't help but kneel down to the ground when they heard the god's voice.

Only Jiang Feng put her on the ground gently, stood up, and the ice and snow sword in his hand condensed again:

You have no right to know.

This last battle between the strongest of the Protoss and the strongest of the human race lasted for three full months.

From the underground to the sky, Sacred Court and Lower Realm, I don't know how many regions are divided into small worlds!

Until three months later, in that courtyard, the lady who was weaving was not waiting for her husband, but a sage of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. For the lady, a golden blood stained ice and snow sword.