Chapter 1637： Resurrection of Quiet Rain (2/2)

Su Yu stared at the blue dragon, the dragon, representing a supreme rule, destiny!

The so-called destiny is as ethereal as it may seem, but it seems to be empty but real.

Although there are many Shintos in the world, there may be very few people who can understand fate.

Even though holding the Jiulong Shending in his hand, Su Yu has never realized the dragon of destiny for a long time since he realized the Shinto of death.

Now with the blood of the Taoist, you can give it a try!

”Dragon of Destiny ...” The evil girl looked at the Kowloon Goddess with a very calm look: ”Originally, you have to water the Kowloon Godess with me and realize the way of destiny. That's it.”

Su Yu stared at her: ”So? Decided to resist?”

The evil girl shook her head lightly: ”No! I'm not your adversary. It doesn't make sense to resist. Besides, you will soon be caught back to the evil girl (Dian diàn). I don't need to struggle too much.”

Her reasoning (xìng) is extraordinary.

”But, do you master the destiny of Shinto for the master of this ray of silk?” The evil girl looked at Su Yu's index finger again, with some pity: ”Maybe you don't know who you are going to resurrect and what people.”

The implication in the words, she not only knows Xia Jingyu, but also knows that her (body shēn) is very special.

Su Yu didn't ask, although he really wanted to know who Xia Jingyu was.

But in the deep, he has an intuition, maybe he doesn't know it will be better, for him, for Xia Jingyu.

”You are much more coveted than the deity.” Su Yu said lightly.

The wicked girl smiled lightly, and her body gradually disappeared, leaving only a drop of droplets condensed by the chain.

That is the blood of the Taoist.

Su Yu took a deep breath, dripping the blood of the Taoist dragon into the dragon of fate.

Suddenly, there has never been any moving dragon of fate, but it made a loud dragon yin.

With the blood of the lord flowing by, one third of the dragon's body is crystal blue.

Suddenly the entire Kowloon God Ding spun on its own, trembling violently, as if cheering and excited.

When the blood of the Taoist ran out, the dragon of fate came to life.

From the eyes of the dragon, (shooting shè) a blue awn, submerged in the soul of Su Yu.

Suddenly, there was a ray of strange information in his soul.

”Sword of fate!” Su Yu murmured, her eyes became brighter.

Like other **** dragons, after the crystal of the dragon of destiny, Su Yu got the corresponding special Shinto, the sword of destiny.

With a single heart motion, a small sky-blue virtual sword appeared in his palm, only three inches long.

Its only role is to cut off fate.

For example, cutting off entangled Xia Jingyu's fate!

”Finally succeeded!” Su Yu's palms trembled slightly, her eyes slightly moist.

Spend a lot of effort, wait for a long time, and finally come to this step!

Su Yu raised her right hand and stared at the blue silk, her heart trembling constantly.

”Because it is under the pear tree, the end of the Destruction God Realm ...” Su Yu murmured: ”Let me renew our broken relationship!”

”Get back to life!” Su Yu clenched her right fist, a force of vitality surging from her mouth (chest xiōng).

The green awn covered the strand of blue silk, and the majestic and wonderful power came.

On the surface of the green silk, it turned out that there were several lines that could not be seen, a total of four.

They are bound, tied with green silk, so that the rebirth of death cannot be applied to it.

Su Yu raised the sword of fate and beheaded one by one.

The four lines of fate, like ordinary silk threads, were chopped off lightly and flaking into nothingness.

Fate is gone, the blue silk has changed from ten to eleven, from eleven to twelve, and from twelve to thirteen ...

Su Yu blinked without blinking, her heart beating, as if she was protecting a weak flame.

Until a handful of supple green silk was wrapped around his shoulder, a skin capsule was born at the end of the green silk. Inside the skin capsule, meridians were born, and beyond the meridians, blood (flesh) was born.

The breath of Xia Jingyu appeared in the body recasting.

At this moment, Su Yu's eyes were moist.

It's her, it's Xia Jingyu!

Her eyes, the heart of the sacrifice, and the body of the sacrifice (body) were all restored one by one.

His right arm gradually became heavy, giving Su Yu unprecedented confidence.

The moment of great self-blame and remorse was remedied.

”Jingyu, let's go back to Shenyue Island together, go back to the pear tree, and teach the unfinished god, okay?” Su Yu stared at the person who was getting richer in her arms.

As if back in time.

The young girl (qingqíng) was ignorant, and in the moon, in the garden full of pear blossoms, Xia Jingyu lay in his arms, peacefully enjoying the empty spirit.

In the blue light at the moment, Xia Jingyu was lying in his arms.

The power of life is gradually weakening, which is a sign that the rebirth is about to be completed.

On the contrary, Xia Jingyu's vitality is getting stronger and stronger, and his soul is getting stronger and stronger.

”Jingyu, we are finally reunited.” Su Yu sighed long, with a deep sense of vicissitudes in her heart ~~ As if they were leaving, not 20 years, but several epochs!

Su Yushen (情 qíng) stared at the person in her arms, staring at Xia Jingyu's resurrection from the blue light.

Little by little, Xia Jingyu gradually became clear.

However, Su Yu's eyes went from surprise to doubt, to shock, and finally sluggish.

The man in his arms opened his eyes slowly and brightly and purely.

That's the look of a child!

She looked at Su Yu, blinked, and said, ”Uncle, who are you?”

Unable to respond, she jumped out of Su Yu's arms with fear, her body was small and her face was immature.

Looks like he's under ten!

That charm is just like Xia Jingyu.