Chapter 1287-'Letter'

n actually deduce a lot of things. "Hongying said down the train of thought," from the information provided by Seven Nights, among the infected, boarders account for a much larger proportion than day...lead-gray clouds cover the sun and slowly roll up from the north, gradually shrouding Asgard in a dark haze, and the faint thunder echoes vaguely like the roar of a low beast.

above the empty street, the two maids, holding baskets of flowers, looked up at the pent-up clouds in the sky, looking somewhat dignified.

"Lei Yun comes from the north." It seems that Lord Saul will be back soon. " One of the maids muttered to herself.

"Lord Saul doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Didn't he catch the assassin"

"it seems that he has spent two days running back and forth. If the assassin is not caught, Lord Saul must be in a terrible mood. This scene is rare."

another maid sighed a long sigh.

"Let's hurry back. Lord Schiff asked us to pick these flowers to surprise Lord Saul. He might feel better if he came back to see Lord Schiff standing among so many blooming chrysanthemums to pick him up." A maid sniffed the rich fragrance of the flowers in her arms, and yearning appeared in her eyes.

"the flower words of the chrysanthemum seem to be eternal love, right I don't know if Lord Saul can appreciate Lord Schiff's good intentions. "

"Let's not worry about the things between the gods. If we slow down, we won't be able to catch up!"

the two handmaids marched quickly along the cloudy street.

just then, a golden rainbow light skimmed across the sky, seemed to have found something, circled in the air for half a time, and unexpectedly flew straight towards them.

Blaki, dressed in an elegant dark gold dress, stepped out of the light, gazing at the yellowish flowers blooming in the hands of the two handmaids, with a smile on her face:

"scale chrysanthemum That's a good moral. Excuse me, I'll borrow it first! "

without saying a word, Blaki turned her palm, and the chambermaid flew directly into his hand, and then her body turned into a streamer and flew into the distance again.

"I owe you this flower. I'll come to the Eternal Garden in a minute. You can choose the flowers in the garden!"

as Blaki's voice faded away, the two handmaids stood in place at a loss, holding empty baskets of flowers.

"Sister. Sister, our flowers have been robbed! " A maid finally regained her senses and was about to cry.

another maid did not respond. She stared blankly at the direction of Blaki's departure, standing there like a stone carving.

"he is. No, it's impossible, isn't it Hasn't that adult been missing for a long time And the Eternal Garden. " Her brow frowned tightly and her face was full of puzzlement.

"Sister, what are you talking about"

". Come on, go back! Go back to Lord Schiff and Lord Saul! " The maid looked so anxious that she picked up her skirt and ran quickly to the end of the road.

"Blaki is back!"

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[Dear Blakey]

[do you remember the winding gravel path at the garden gate Is that the one we made with stones from the holy river

[the stone in the holy river is really the hardest and closest thing in the world to eternity. It hasn't changed a bit in the hundred years since you left it. Every time Vierre Dante came to me to borrow flowers, she would try to step on it hard, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't step on even a crack.

[whenever I see her stubborn and distressed expression, I feel so cute.

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[I believe that the love between us will be closer to eternity than that gravel path, and even death waving a sickle on it can't keep us apart.

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under the dim thunderclouds,

Blaki looked at the familiar gravel path in his memory and recalled the letter Eden had written to him not long ago.

the yellowish scale chrysanthemum swayed in the wind, several petals fell, swirled gently on the gravel road, and then floated to the end of the path. The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

he held a bouquet of flowers in his left hand and arranged his stiff collar in his right hand, like a high-spirited young general who had just returned from the battlefield, smiling, ready to meet the bride who had been waiting for him for a hundred years.

Blaki walked slowly down the gravel path.

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[Asgard in spring is always so charming.

[I sat on the swing at the garden gate, surrounded by golden bracts in full bloom, and the fragrance of the flowers almost drowned me when the warm spring breeze blew. Do you remember the sea of gold we saw at the summit of the Giants The petals of the golden bracts are almost the same as the waves of the sea of gold as the spring breeze sweeps through the garden.

[thanks to your reminder, I asked Schiff to help solve the problem of wild brocade fruits, and now the garden is as beautiful as it was when we first got married.

[if you come back, you will like it very much.

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the wind blowing out of nowhere on the dim gravel path brought a hint of coolness.

Blaki climbed up among the dead leaves, the bright dark gold dress seemed to be the only color in the dead world, and the whimpering wind seemed to have countless low wind instruments hidden in the forest, playing a cheerful movement for his return.

Blaki walked up the last step, holding the chrysanthemum in his arms. Looking forward to the picture in front of him, he suddenly froze in place.

the bleak cold wind blew through the gray garden, leaving only bits and pieces of broken roots and stumps standing alone in the wind on the dry soil.

there is no warm wind, no fragrance of flowers, no wave of gold rolled up after the golden bracts she planted bloomed.

under the thunderous sky, there was only a dilapidated wooden house on top of an unattended garden in the distance.

Blaki's upright collar, hunted by the wind, stood blankly in front of the dilapidated garden, motionless like a statue of silence.

his eyes are full of bewilderment and confusion. Everything is different from what he imagined.

is not supposed to be like this.

it's not supposed to be like this!

Blaki's pupils trembled uncontrollably, and even though he kept denying in his heart that this was his and her home, the traces clearly engraved in his memory seemed to be someone holding a trumpet in his ear, constantly growling and roaring, leaving his mind blank.

"impossible." That's impossible. " Blakey's eyes were loose and he shook his head.

"Eden!" Eden! Where are you! I'm back. I’m back! Eden! "

he pulled out his stiff legs and ran like crazy along the path in the courtyard that was almost submerged by dust and soil.ed slightly. He raised the palm of his hand and gently pressed it, and the divine power of oppression became several times heavier again!Huo's sick body sank, and the Sun City masonry standing at his...