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Chapter 1610 Prophecy of the Finale 9

Leave me behind and you will be free.

Leave me alone, and you won't have to worry about anyone keeping pestering you.

Leave me behind, just like before, for the last time.

The stairs from the second to the first were stained red with blood. It was as if the Lord couldn't feel the pain, nor could he feel his bleeding index finger.

He was wearing black clothes and his back was straight.

Listening to the people behind him, they suddenly reacted and shouted at him in panic and disbelief: "This is the soul splitting formation! If you step on the tenth step, you will die completely and cease to exist!"

"No! No! Warden, what are you doing?"

"You can't make a deal with this man!"

"Queen! You can't leave. Jiangshan has been waiting for you for decades... After waiting for you for so long, we beg you, don't go up again..."

Everyone finally knew what terrible consequences would happen if he ascended the throne.

They finally understood what the last conversation between Lord and Mu Bai meant.

That moment.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa -"

Everyone rushed towards the Lord's position.

But before he got close to the stairs, he was suddenly knocked away by a barrier, and then was thrown heavily to the ground, making a clear and ear-piercing impact sound!

They could only look at the Lord's figure with broken eyes.

That pale, pale face.

"despair......"

Step three!

They could clearly see that the Lord's green-black hair turned white in an instant, as if he had aged dozens of years in just a few seconds.

"Warden!"

"Sir!"

The eyes of the people below were filled with red bloodshot eyes. But facing the barrier, there was nothing they could do.

Mu Bai turned his back to the throne indifferently, staring straight ahead with a pair of dark and deep eyes. He didn't react at all to the situation of the Lord, and just looked at the entrance of Quan's house.

It was empty there, and there was no figure of Quan Zhen.

"Kacha-kacha-" Mu Bai's fingers tightened little by little, and he slowly closed his eyes, trying desperately to restrain his already shattered heart.

He thought again of her appearance in white clothes.

He thought again of the way she said she was hungry.

I remembered the tone in which she nodded gently and said, "I'll wait for you to come back."

...

He remembered a lot, but he couldn't go back now.

"Xiaojiu, I miss you so much."

"How about you come home with me? I'm here to take you home. Why don't you remember me..." Why did she no longer feel like her after just ten thousand years?

She said she was Quan Jin.

She is not a substitute for resurrecting Xiaojiu.

He knew it, he knew it all, but he really couldn't let it go. He couldn't let go of the person he held in his palms, who even frowned and felt distressed.

"You'd better not give me hope."

Perhaps because of the bet with the lord, or perhaps because he was reluctant to force Quan Jin, Mu Bai suddenly opened his eyes, with an abyss in his eyes: "If you want to leave, just go further."

"Otherwise, I will never let go!"

He gave Quan Jin a chance and thanked her for still existing in this world and not cutting off his last ray of light.

If it's like what Quan Qingqing said.

She really came back to the Quan family...

"Since you entered the country, you will remain cautious for the rest of your life. Standing in the sky, being awarded a title..." Suddenly, the very small and thin voice sounded from the Lord's mouth again. He was so determined.

Take steps forward and pray over and over again.

"I am happy for you today, mostly out of love."
Chapter completed!
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