Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

For more than 300 years, that person is older than him, has a repair cabin, and there is no hidden injury or torture. It's just that his life span has come to an end, and he is wearing a military uniform, lying on that piece of land he loves.

[Host, let's go! 】521 came back very quickly.

[07 What did I tell you? 】Shen Chun asked.

[It said that I was ten thousand times stronger than before. 】521 said excitedly.

【Well, it's mainly because Tongzi at work is the most handsome. 】Shen Chun said.

[I will work hard! 】521 said, 【Open a new world for you immediately. 】

[521 system prompts, the world is loading, memory... no memory! 】

In the bright and clean sky, the pure white clouds are entangled on the magnificent pure white wall, gently stroking the exquisite lines on it like attachment.

The clouds are winding, the temple is deep, and there is a slender figure kneeling in front of the huge throne. His blond hair is softer and brighter than gold, and the huge white wings are close together behind him. His red lips prayed softly: "Great God, Please come again, I eagerly long for you."

On the seat of God, a pure white godhead wrapped in light floated up and down, and suddenly bounced amidst the sound of prayers, emitting a radiant glow.

The person kneeling there raised his head, Shen Chun opened his eyes, and when he saw those extremely gentle blue eyes, he seemed to have crashed into a warm current.

His Abai.

Shen Chun stretched out his hand to touch it, but saw a small and tender hand.

It was his hand, Shen Chun confirmed it when he lay on the smooth seat and couldn't move it by himself.

Ah……