"Of course." Yi Xiao shrugged and spread his hands, "To be honest, I have many things that have not been completed, and there are many enemies."

Blade was not as pretentious as others. He just said the advice to Yi Xiao coldly, then nodded and disappeared.

Yi Xiao made a helpless expression, and it seemed that Blade was still not optimistic about him.

"Cough." Serena coughed gently, pulling Yi Xiao's attention back.

"I'm here." Yi Xiao said casually. After saying a few words to Constantine and others, Yi Xiao clearly felt that he seemed more casual or more handy in the language of interactions between people.

This was something that could not be done with countless logical analysis in the past. Compared with the two options of only worth and not worth, there are more choices in dealing with things now.

"I want me to say...you kill my father." Serena looked at Yi Xiao's eyes coldly, with a gloomy expression on her face. She was originally a cold beauty, but she seemed even more strange at this time.

"We have not finished this account." Serena said this.

Yi Xiao still spread his hands helplessly. He felt that Serena's aura was a bit like... Yes, just like what those strange people said, they are developing towards the Queen...

"But..." Serena stared at Yi Xiao motionlessly, from her ankle to her calf, it began to turn into powder as the wind blew.

"Thank you." She whispered these two words until Serena was about to disappear.

"Woman..." Yi Xiao rolled his eyes and shook his head.

After sighing slightly, Yi Xiao calmed down, "Then..." He spread his hands, "What do you say?"

Mi Nai was silent for a moment and smiled, "I'm one more left."

"But this time it's okay, I'll catch up with them soon."

"That's best." Yi Xiao also kept smiling, then he slowed down his speech, paused and asked, "I...I want to know, when I turned around and left there, was my approach wrong?"

Hearing Yi Xiao’s question, Mi Nai also put away his joking attitude. “That’s nothing.” He said, “Everyone is different, so everyone makes different choices. Different people, different things, nothing right or wrong.”

"And you are not skilled in grasping feelings. Understanding a person's heart is not something that can happen overnight, let alone that you have no heart at that time."

"Don't blame yourself." Mi Nai reached out and patted Yi Xiao on the shoulder, but walked through it.

Yi Xiao smiled softly, "Okay."

"I always wanted to say something to you." Yi Xiao continued, "I always felt that I lacked you, but now, I finally know."

"I want to say." Yi Xiao took a deep breath, "Thank you."

"What do I think it is?" Mi Nai smiled and shook his head. "This is what I should do, not my responsibility, but...we are the same."

"Without a similar type, it is a kind of loneliness. For hundreds of years of loneliness, my friends have left me one by one, but now... I'm afraid I'll take a step ahead of you." Mi Nai said.

"It's time for me to leave." Mi Nai's soul began to fade gradually, as if it was about to merge with the air behind him.

"Help them." He said, "Believe in yourself, trust in your soul, and when you encounter emotional problems that you don't know. You just need to smile, forget who said that, learn your smile, and smile sincerely."

"This is the medicine for all problems...you can..." Mi Nai's voice gradually became smaller. Finally, he disappeared on the rooftop with him.

The last friend who fought with Mi Nai also left the human world.

"I can." Yi Xiao closed his eyes and said silently, "I can do it."

"Their lives will be very good," Michael said, "They are all very powerful warriors, you don't have to worry about them."

Yi Xiao frowned. He seemed to hear something different, which was a judgment that he had never made before.

But... something more important happened.

"Are you leaving too?" Michael looked at Yi Xiao and asked.

Because Yi Xiao's body began to turn into phantoms, scattered into particles, blurring them, just like Mi Nai and others.

Yi Xiao raised his hands and sprinkled a blur of light and shadow. "It seems yes." He raised his eyebrows, "It's meaningless to stay here again."

"Okay." Michael nodded, without asking anything more. Everyone has their own journey, and he only needs to offer his own blessings.

"I'm glad to know you, as a human friend of mine," Michael smiled, "I hope we'll meet again."

"Of course." Yi Xiao raised his head, his body had disappeared, leaving only a phantom of his head in the air.

"Then..." Yi Xiao was about to say goodbye politely, when he suddenly vaguely saw a motorcycle not far away flying over the building.

With a "bang!", landed on the balcony opposite.

Johnny waved to Yi Xiao and Michael.

"Goodbye..." Yi Xiao's head finally smiled, "I'm so happy to see you alive."

This time I could walk with peace of mind. The Hell Motorcycle not far away was getting further and further away. Yi Xiao raised his eyebrows, but unexpectedly Johnny survived.

But at this moment, there was another change in the sky.

A black spot appeared in the distant sky, flying towards this place at an extremely fast speed, reaching the point of landing.

"What is this?" Michael fell a silver stinging sword from his sleeve and fell into his palm. "Blackheart is not dead?!"

Yi Xiao was also shocked by Michael's words. The remaining half of his head barely turned one direction. After a few glances, Yi Xiao felt relieved.

"No." He said, "This is a small gift from humans."

"What gift?"

"It's not very pleasant anyway. If I were you, I would have returned to heaven now. Nuclear bombs are not that fun."

"Nuclear bomb?"

"Oh...it's okay, you'll know in a while anyway. I hope we'll meet again, goodbye!"

Yi Xiao's eyes became dark, and soon, there was no trace of light again, and he had already left.

For Yi Xiao, the journey of the exorcist world has finally ended, but his journey under the control of this unknown consciousness has actually just begun.

...

"Swish." Michael seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, whistled, with a cynical smile on his face, "It's finally over, it's so hard."

He looked up at the little black dot that was approaching quickly, stretched his shoulders, and muttered in a low voice, "Nuclear bomb? Honk?" Then, he kept muttering spells, "I summon you and others at this critical moment in the name of the Archangel Michael, and use the shape of a mirror to make a thoroughfare, traveling through the heavenly world."

The next moment, the air in front of him suddenly burst open, and a mirror-like door seemed to be broken by external forces. The scattered mirror fragments solidified in the air, motionless.

The scenery behind the gate was blank, as bright as dazzling.

Michael stretched out again and stepped out a foot lazyly. Suddenly, he stopped again and smacked his lips, "It seems that he has seen the dagger in that man's hand, where is it..."
Chapter completed!