Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

"Eh."

"What kind of star god should we be considered?"

In the spiritual world, the flow of time has become extremely slow. It was not until this moment that March 7 finally had the opportunity to ask the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

Everyone says that the Star God's authority comes from the laws carried by her name, but she ascended the throne just to save An Ming.

To the vast universe, this cannot even be called a complete "Tao", but it is precisely this pure obsession that makes her a true star god.

It's not that San Yue Qi hasn't thought about this problem, but without Annie, it's difficult to come up with an answer no matter how hard she thinks. After all, this is a problem that has been bothering her for thousands of Amber Ages ago.

"Back then, you were able to reach the end of the stairs by your own will..." There was a lot of emotion in Annie's tone. Although that was a very distant past, it was the most important time node for both of them.

The silver-white hair of the blank doll gradually turned into a gentle pink due to the dyeing of love, and the doll that had never understood the rules of love also touched a future beyond fate for the first time.

"You are a new god born from the fire of self-love."

Annie felt the warmth of March Seven's palm and a gentle light appeared in her eyes. Perhaps when she was first born, no one had expected that the blank doll would eventually grow into the "March Seven" of today.

It was never anyone who shaped San Yue Qi, but everything she experienced along the way, everything she witnessed during the pioneering journey, and those photos with smiles on their faces... It was all these that made her become the person she most wanted to be today.

March 7th has always been just March 7th, whether in the past or now. If she was just a blank doll in the past, then now that blank world has long been filled with colorful colors.

If she was once a pure white canvas, now that blank space has been painted with brilliance and color.

There was the confusion when they just woke up from the six-phase ice, and the joy of meeting An Ming and Xing for the first time in the space station. No matter whether it was Yalilo or Luo Fu, the pioneering team never backed down when facing a crisis. Everything they experienced was filled with the blank world.

I don’t know since when, that pure white spiritual world has been filled with warm colors.

"so..."

The last half of the "Remember" authority ignited a spark in March Seven's body, illuminating the exhausted fate brightly. Annie looked into the pair of pink-blue eyes, just like the first time they met long ago.

"Like that name we all once had."

The meaning of Aini has always been simple and sincere - I love you.

The name of destiny has never been important. What really matters is... no matter in the past, present or future, this power will always exist to protect the same figure.

The palms with ten fingers clasped together burst out with light that broke through the darkness, and the last remembered rules rolled back like a galaxy, rushing into the sea of ​​destiny waiting for revival.

"March."

Aini gave a sincere smile and said, "The rest of the journey is up to you."

Sanyueqi held the hand that was gradually becoming transparent even tighter, "I said I would find you, and I will never let go!"

"Silly girl."

Annie's voice was as soft as a sigh, yet it held a rare tenderness. "Didn't you promise me not to cry?"

She stared at March Seven's red eyes. In those eyes, which were always filled with a sea of ​​stars, there was now only a clear belief reflected.

You still have a mission to fulfill, don't you?

If a person can't do it.

That, together with her determination, turned into the power to move forward.

To change that imperfect ending.

When the destiny above the spiritual world is lit up, Annie's figure turns into starlight and merges into it. This is the final remembrance.

But as long as the memory has not faded, as long as the longing remains in the heart.

"Remember" will never disappear.

When March 7 opened his eyes again, his left eye was still clear pink-blue, but his right eye had turned a deep blue like the vast sea of ​​stars.

In a trance, she seemed to see the white-haired girl standing in the center of the pure white world, turning and walking towards the slowly opening door with a relieved smile.

The blank past has long collapsed, leaving behind the original intention that has never changed.

"star."

A dazzling brilliance that belonged only to memory appeared in San Yue Qi's eyes. She had once used all the power of this authority to weave a peaceful and sustainable future, but now she wanted to fight for a real tomorrow for everyone.

Beneath the treetops, the surging quantum sea has reached the waist of the World Tree, as if to drag all things into eternal nothingness.

Above the dome, the power of "nothingness" controlled by the sea is making the final erosion on the leaf that symbolizes the last leaf in this world.

When Xing saw San Yueqi's eyes, her heart couldn't help but tremble, and then she seemed to realize something and showed a somewhat bitter smile.

"Stupid Sanyue...I just don't want to see this expression on your face."

But she is no longer the star who only knows how to complain. This journey has made her understand that some decisions must be responded to.

San Yue Qi replied with the same bright smile as before: "What are you talking about? I'm just leaving first."

The Seed of Remembrance can replicate the past and recreate all existences in memory. In the past, it was even used to create a simulation system that was comparable to a miracle. Now, March Seven will hold the final half of the authority of Remembrance—

To recreate the miracle of that moment.

Sanyueqi's palm gently fell behind Xing, but he didn't want to put too much pressure on Xing. "Silly Xing, I'll leave An Ming to you."

The fully revived power of remembrance is enough to recreate the strongest person at the conceptual level. At this moment, An Ming is still fighting against the darkness that erodes the leaves, and there is only one person that March Seven can entrust his work to.

If we were to choose the strongest, there would be many to choose from, but if we were to choose the one and only God of Concepts—

"March," Xing whispered softly, "Can I really do this?"

She did not have An Ming's determination to cut off his fate, nor did she have Huang Quan's conviction to cut off the sun, but even so, she still longed to do something for this world.

As An Ming once said, this is a story that she started with her own hands.

Then no matter what, she would put an end to it with her own hands.

"It's very simple."

San Yue Qi's lips curled up into a gentle smile, "A Xing will go and rule forever."

Before Xing could react, the tremendous power of remembrance surged out from March Seven's palm like a torrent and completely merged into Xing's body.

The body that once housed the star core and was reshaped after the star core shattered, now erupted with unprecedented power like a ignited furnace.

What the Seed of Remembering will shape at this moment will be the conceptual limit that even the person being shaped dares not imagine.

"I knew early on that pioneering would be difficult...but I still shook the world with my bat."

Xing hummed softly, and the last trace of hesitation in her eyes disappeared. Then she finally stopped concealing her momentum, and the baseball bat in her hand, which had accompanied her through countless pioneering journeys, burst out with energy that pierced the sky.

Behind her, the star souls pioneered by generations appeared one by one like starlight, and countless wills crossed time and space and converged and resonated at this moment.

This is the true limit of what can be conceptually carried by the memory—

Star Emperor.

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The follow-up examination was fine, so there is no need to be hospitalized. Just continue to live a healthy life () September's fortune is not good QAQ