The sudden showdown made the God of Dead Country feel a big alarm in his heart.

From a brief exchange to the other party's fight with the Evil God of Bati, he already had a rough understanding of Lin Chongyang.

This person...

I'm afraid I'm not fishing for him.

The key is that he still can't understand Lin Chongyang's condition. Although he had coughed up blood before, he felt that the other party was acting.

Even though he did not pay attention to the battle situation throughout the whole process, Lin Chongyang's vast body of energy and blood still left a deep impression on the God of the Dead Country.

In addition, the two masters who had just been dismissed and Du Qianqiu who left, have not yet appeared, so he does not know the origin of the sword tower.

Moreover, the righteous path of suffering still has other combat powers, and the state of those emperors of the God Rebellion is also recovering quickly.

So the question is, is this "person" who is very stable in his body but will cough up blood, and he needs to be distracted to suppress his injuries.

"Take it seriously?" In the end, the God of Death made a choice and did not make any other moves, representing his position.

"I treat each other honestly, which is sincerity and trust."

Lin Chongyang's main purpose is to spread the gods of the dead country. If there is a disaster or a prisoner is in a hurry, then having such a strong man who is not his own is a hidden danger.

It is important to know that you must be careful of others.

The letter left by Haitang every night can basically completely determine the position of the God of the Dead Country, and it would be better to inform him in advance.

"Since the transaction is over, it will be in no time."

Even if he had not sensed the ultimate edge, he would not believe the other party's nonsense. However, since the transaction was completed, there was no need to stay here.

After the words came, the figure of the God of the Death Kingdom disappeared, and the shadow of the God of Death who protected Tiance Zhenlong and others from afar also dissipated with the wind.

"Ahemhem—"

After confirming that the other party had left, Lin Chongyang's qi began to become disordered, and then he coughed again.

He could ignore the severe pain that penetrated his soul, but coughing up blood could not be avoided.

At the same time, he pressed his hand on his back and began to use his skills to help him regulate his injuries: "It should be the sword banished immortal to help you."

Wipe the blood off and burn it, Lin Chongyang replied: "The safety of seniors is more important. After all, I will leave sooner or later, and the suffering people still need to work hard for the people."

It was Du Qianqiu's return that made Lin Chongyang breathe a sigh of relief, and the distant place was in a sudden heart.

Looking at the current suffering, there are not many people who can make Lin Chongyang call him a senior.

And he will eventually leave. Du Qianqiu, who is the strongest combat power in the right path of suffering, has naturally become the top priority before his skills are fully restored.

If Liu Jie Xuan Yao waits for an opportunity to take action, there will be no serious trouble with the protection of Jian Xian and Yuan Bahuang.

However, depending on this situation...

The mice in the secret are the mice in the secret and cannot be used on the table.

…………

Following the long-standing memory, the God of the Dead Country came to the place where he first met with Yixi Haitang. The Sara sacred tree had been burned and the building had long disappeared.

With thousands of feelings, I dug out the letter from the tree and slowly opened it.

"I never care who you are. I only know that you are a gentleman who keeps your promises.

You are the great god of death, but you allow me, a weak woman, to be willful. Even if you have thousands of words, you will only leave two words. Thank you.

I've been waiting for you under the Saro tree, do you know? Why don't you come back?"

The figure standing in front of the sacred tree, after reading the text in the letter, the suppressed emotions surged up.

"Well……"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew on the sand, and the howling sound seemed to be covering something.

He regretted it, and he regretted it since he knew he fell in love with Yixi Haitang.

But what's the use of regret? At that time, he was already "dead", leaving only the Three Treasures, the age of the dead country, and the plan to fight for life with the heavens.

Even if you leave a back-up, judging from the results, you cannot stop the already-opened plan.

The final result is that the lover dies, the child follows his old path, and the omnipotent god of death, and ultimately fails.

In a trance, a fair hand stroked his face and wiped away his tears.

The god of death looked up and saw the person wearing plain clothes, his hair was simply wrapped around his head, and his fair face revealed a simple and elegant temperament, which was the figure that was lingering in his dreams.

"One night begonia..."

Pulling down the hood was a slightly younger face. Although it was not particularly handsome, it was also extraordinary. The frown brow revealed a sense of indelible sorrow.

"Long time no see."

A long time no see sound seems to bring time back to a thousand years ago. The beginning between the two is also here.

"Girl, make a wish! I am the god of death, and I can avenge you."

"No, you are the one who should disappear!"

"Why? Don't you want to take revenge?"

"A being like you, who uses human hatred and selfishness to retaliate, will only cause tragedy again and again, without an ending day."

"Anyway, the gates of the Dead Country will be opened, and humanity will also suffer destruction."

"Do you have the ability to stop everything?"

"Of course, death is omnipotent, there is nothing in this world that I can't do."

"Since that's the case, are you willing to bet with me?"

"Just because of you who have no martial arts skills?"

"How, dare you accept it?"

"What a brave woman, tell me."

"If I win, you seal the gates of the dead country and stop this killing."

"Yes, even the content of the bet is up to you."

"really?"

"I am the god of death, I can do everything, and I will never joke."

"Then I will bet... In this life, you, God of Death, will never fall in love with me..."

My thoughts turn around, and even if there are thousands of words, I can't say it.

“If I lose, I must close the door to the dead country as promised.

If I win, how could I let my lover's homeland be slaughtered by evil spirits? I will eventually go back and close the door to the dead country.

Sorry, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Even though there was only her spiritual consciousness left in the world in front of her, he finally owed her a sorry, even if it was a sorry that was a thousand years late.

"It's not too late to come. Promise me not to resurrect me."

"Why?"

"Because there are so many memories in this life, the treasure you gave me has never disappeared."

"Even if you and I are separated by the end of the world?"

"I am already satisfied, so I must take care of it."

The remaining spiritual consciousness dissipates with the end of the words, and the tears that dripped are lifelong regrets and the answers I have been looking for throughout my life.

"well……"

Pulling up the hood, Death also made a decision in his heart.

First of all, the Moluo Blood Realm, which broke the contract, pays a price, and then starts to deal with the Yin-Yang splitting realm.

The suffering realm no longer needs his protection. Instead of being separated from the end of the world, it is better to pass on the power after everything is over and then search for the Begonia of One Night.
Chapter completed!