Chapter 1881

"Your Majesty the queen is a thousand years old, a thousand years old..."

The deafening Chaohu rises one after another, the people on both sides of the street are like the ups and downs of the tide.

All eyes are full of undisguised excitement.

It's all joy to the extreme.

Standing on the Dragon shaft, Ryukyu and xuanyuanche gently raised their hands and waved.

Immediately, the excited scream of shock almost broke through the sky above the head and shocked the whole world.

Wors.h.i.+p the ancestral temple.

The ancestor of burning incense.

Ascend the high platform of heaven steps, and thank the four directions of heaven and earth.

On the 108 white jade steps, the four kings carried Ryukyu and xuanyuanche to a height never reached by kings since ancient times.

Stepping on the top floor, the four kings step back and stand under the highest step.

The commanding point of heaven and earth on the 108 level left only xuanyuanche and Liuyue.

Xuanyuanche, holding the hand of ryukue, stands tall.

The hot summer wind moved the two men's clothes, infinite majesty and luxury.

"Sacrifice to heaven and earth." The sound of sacrifice, the bells ringing nine days, resounding all around.

Xuanyuanche is holding the hand of Ryukyu, supporting Ryukyu to kneel down slowly and thank the four directions of heaven and earth.

Under the high platform, all the officials and countless people are looking up at the two figures at the top of the high platform.

No one doubts why Ryukyu went up.

No one is dissatisfied at all.

As if the most n.o.ble height under that day should have her seat.

That should be the top of two people standing.

In the four directions of wors.h.i.+p, countless people watched their emperor holding the pregnant Ryukyu moon and kneeling slowly.

There was silence, and everyone was waiting in silence.

The West kneels down.

"Boom..." All around the world to thank and pray, the silent sky suddenly burst out of that hot energy.

"Long live your majesty..."

In an instant, the four excited roars swarmed up, far away, thousands of miles of void.

Standing up with xuanyuanche's help, ryukyue holds xuanyuanche's hand tightly.

The hot wind blows his skirts and their long hair. They are tangled and lingering in the air.

Wendan's eyes slowly sweep over countless soldiers and people below.