There are too many things that time can erase.

He finally found Quan Jin, finally got the chance to take Xiaojiu back, finally resurrected the person he was protecting, and then asked him to wait for ten thousand years, and then asked him to bet on a 10% possibility?

Feel sorry.

He can't do it.

"She doesn't agree, you can't force her!" The voice coming out of the Lord's mouth was tainted with a hint of no-nonsense.

"It's not up to you to have the final say."

These seven words come down.

The atmosphere in the entire Quanjia Square became weird.

There seemed to be some kind of coercion between the two people, which was constantly growing and surrounding them, so oppressive that everyone present did not dare to make a sound, and could only stare at the two figures in fear.

The Lord really understands Mu Bai's mood, the feeling of regaining something lost. He can still support the world and fight for his life, but he can no longer bear the possibility of her leaving.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

Suddenly-

The Lord stepped forward and stepped onto the steps.

He walked step by step towards the location of the throne. There were only ten steps, but Mu Bai had prepared a formation before. As long as the Lord dared to walk up and sit on the throne.

The formation will disperse the Lord's soul, and then extract His Highness's memories and personality from it.

Only when his soul is gone will his memory be taken away.

"Let's make a deal."

"If she doesn't come back to the Quan family before I sit on the throne."

"Then it proves that she doesn't want to be a substitute for His Highness in the resurrection at all. You give her freedom and let her go far away. And I will return these memories that belong to His Highness to you."

"Even if there is a 10% chance, you will have to wait for ten thousand years."

"If...if Quan Jin comes back, I have nothing to say!" The Lord paused and looked at him with his indifferent and calm eyes, which looked like Mu Bai's pampered eyes all his life.

A pair of eyes like this.

Mu Bai seemed to have no resistance.

The pores all over his body were shrinking, and the feeling of heartache and trance seemed to have returned. He seemed to see Xiao Jiu's glorious face smiling at him before committing suicide.

He closed his dark eyes suddenly, turned his head away, and turned his back to the Lord.

After all, he lost to those calm eyes. Unable to say any words of rejection, he could only tighten his fingers and make a bitter smile: "If she comes back, I will never let her go."

"Even if I destroy this country, I won't do it!"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Those five words, what a big bet it was.

The Lord turned around slowly, raised his feet, and looked at the throne that was very close at hand. He only needed to walk ten steps to get there. There were ten steps between him and the throne, but...

After he reaches the tenth step, he can never come back!

"despair......"

step!

That crisp and steady voice struck everyone's heart. Tens of thousands of people present held their breaths and watched the man who was indifferent to the world as he walked up the stairs.

Quan Yu, Qiyao...

You promised me...

You will definitely take her home and send her to Fengjiang. You will definitely do it, right?

I have never regretted anything. From the moment I met her, I knew that she must be the person I have been waiting for half my life to love, even though she will always dislike me for not having a good memory.

Although she always leaves me behind.

Although she...

"despair......"

Two steps!

From everyone's pupils, you can clearly see it! A drop of bright red blood suddenly dripped from the tip of the Lord's hanging finger.

You must take her away...

Don't let her go back to Quan's house again...
Chapter completed!