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912. The Finale: Kiss My Love (1)

It was more than two months ago, and the army came to the city. The capital of Shenglian Kingdom was in front of us.

Although it is named after a flower, there is not a single flower in the flower realm.

Perhaps a long, long time ago, this place used to be a sea of ​​flowers, a clear blue water surface filled with colorful lotus flowers in full bloom, and the Lotus Country was named after this.

But now, there is nothing but a pool of stagnant water and dark black water with no sign of life.

Qin Shi has never been here.[

Although throughout his life, Shenglian Kingdom had always had a close relationship with him, and it was inexhaustible to guard against it. Qin Shi never had the opportunity to really go deep into the hinterland and take a look at the core area of ​​Shenglian Kingdom.

So much so that when the army pressed forward and arrived near the capital, the sound of gasping for air gradually turned into oppressive silence.

Living in such dilapidation and depression, stepping on the burnt black earth, it is hard to describe the feeling of walking from the human world to a ghost.

What happened here?

No way of knowing.

"Brother Prince, what should we do now?" Qin Lang stood beside him. For a moment, his mouth felt dry and he couldn't make up his mind.

"Keep going." Qin Shi turned around and walked towards the tent with a cold face.

The conversation ends here.

Qin Lang had long been accustomed to Qin Shi's concise and to the point speech, so he just shrugged and didn't take it seriously.

Returning to the military tent, Queen Moon was already waiting. Her face was not very pretty, and her cheeks that had begun to age were blue and black, the same color as the rolling lake outside the window.

"Mother, you once said that Shenglian is the most beautiful country in the world, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, wealth and health, no war, and no suspicion. People can enjoy every day freely, from birth to death, everything is the most beautiful country.

The most beautiful process, the cycle of life."


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