The flowers of the whole world bloom at this moment, full of vitality and holy power, sweeping everything!

This breath symbolizes life, symbolizes beauty, and symbolizes holy!

Everything began to laugh from the heart, worship, worship!

"The beauty of Shakya!" The prince couldn't help but praise.

The fairy world is quiet.

Because they all say that the prince is a demon.

But now the elder brother is particularly peaceful, and the light is great!

The light went towards the big sun.

It seems that the Grand Sun, the sun is the sun.

"This is how I am a demon." The older brother looked at the old way without sadness and joy.

"How is this possible?"

"How can this be like this?"

Several birds flew and fell on the shoulders of the master.
Chapter completed!