Their different personalities have created complementary advantages. It is precisely because they were able to dominate the world alone.

But now when Lingbi was thinking about Mo Huanyu's dying, he was really heartbroken.

He hated the sky without eyes, the earth without door, and even more hated his powerlessness, so he could only watch his good friends disappear.

But it is powerless, really powerless. Even its survival depends on the colorful true essence of Mo Lianyi to provide it. What qualifications does such a spiritual bi have to save its lifelong friends?

Mo Lianyi leaned obediently on Mo Huanyu's shoulder and talked a lot.

From the rise and fall of the royal family of Moye Kingdom, we talked about the sufferings of the people of Moye Kingdom, and even mentioned Li Junwu's wolfish ambitions and Chu Hanfeng's ready-to-go.

It seems that I have never finished what I have said for a lifetime.

Mo Huanyu listened quietly and smiled, and looked forward to Mo Lianyi until Mo Lianyi's words came to an end perfectly.

He looked at Mo Lianyi again, and then said in an extremely solemn tone.

"Child, the prosperity of Moye Kingdom needs you, and the people of Moye Kingdom need you even more. Even the life and death of creatures on the entire Huayamei Continent is in your hands, so I promised that my wife and grandpa, no matter what happened in a while?

Don’t be sad or cry, because no matter when and where in the future, you are not fighting alone, and your wife and grandpa will be by your side forever."

No matter how much Mo Lianyi heard this, she felt that this was like a last words at the end of her life, but before she could think too much, she saw that her wife and grandfather's body began to become nearly transparent, which was clearly a sign of the disappearance.

Mo Lianyi opened her purple eyes in horror, and she shouted silently in her heart, "No, no, madam, grandpa, don't leave, don't leave."

But no matter how Mo Lianyi did it, it could not stop Mo Huanyu's fierce disappearing footsteps.

Mo Lianyi was crazy, and she roared loudly, wanting her wife and grandpa to stay, but it was useless and everything was futile.

She remembered Lingbi and immediately ran to Lingbi, saying with tears in her eyes, "Grandpa Lingbi, please save your wife and grandpa, please save him, please practice clothes, please practice clothes?

”

Mo Lianyi's knees bent slightly, and she even wanted to kneel in front of Lingbi, begging him to stop his wife and grandpa from leaving.

But Lingbi said in an extremely hard tone.

"That is his choice. Please respect him, just as he chose to leave behind these useless skeletons hundreds of years ago, so I can't save him. Everything is God's will, all fate, and it cannot be violated."

At the end of the conversation, Lingbi also had a choking smell in his words. It was sad and painful, and even the kind of depression it endured was far greater than that of the ink-sanyi garment dozens and hundreds of times.

But at this time, just as Mo Huanyu said, there is no time to be sad or cry, and he can only fight as always.

Mo Lianyi saw that she had no result in asking for Lingbi, so she staggered back to Mo Huanyu.

She clearly saw that the wife and grandfather's legs were completely gone, only the torso and head were left, but it was slowly fading, fading...

She reached out to grab it, but couldn't catch anything, and it was empty. She made each other's lips and teeth depend on each other, but her different personalities created a complementary advantage. It was precisely because the two of them were solemnly dominating between the world.

But now when Lingbi was thinking about Mo Huanyu's dying, he was really heartbroken.

He hated the sky without eyes, the earth without door, and even more hated his powerlessness, so he could only watch his good friends disappear.

But it is powerless, really powerless. Even its survival depends on the colorful true essence of Mo Lianyi to provide it. What qualifications does such a spiritual bi have to save its lifelong friends?

Mo Lianyi leaned obediently on Mo Huanyu's shoulder and talked a lot.

From the rise and fall of the royal family of Moye Kingdom, we talked about the sufferings of the people of Moye Kingdom, and even mentioned Li Junwu's wolfish ambitions and Chu Hanfeng's ready-to-go.

It seems that I have never finished what I have said for a lifetime.

Mo Huanyu listened quietly and smiled, and looked forward to Mo Lianyi until Mo Lianyi's words came to an end perfectly.

He looked at Mo Lianyi again, and then said in an extremely solemn tone.

"Child, the prosperity of Moye Kingdom needs you, and the people of Moye Kingdom need you even more. Even the life and death of creatures on the entire Huayamei Continent is in your hands, so I promised that my wife and grandpa, no matter what happened in a while?

Don’t be sad or cry, because no matter when and where in the future, you are not fighting alone, and your wife and grandpa will be by your side forever."

No matter how much Mo Lianyi heard this, she felt that this was like a last words at the end of her life, but before she could think too much, she saw that her wife and grandfather's body began to become nearly transparent, which was clearly a sign of the disappearance.

Mo Lianyi opened her purple eyes in horror, and she shouted silently in her heart, "No, no, madam, grandpa, don't leave, don't leave."

But no matter how Mo Lianyi did it, it could not stop Mo Huanyu's fierce disappearing footsteps.

Mo Lianyi was crazy, and she roared loudly, wanting her wife and grandpa to stay, but it was useless and everything was futile.

She remembered Lingbi and immediately ran to Lingbi, saying with tears in her eyes, "Grandpa Lingbi, please save your wife and grandpa, please save him, please practice clothes, please practice clothes?

”

Mo Lianyi's knees bent slightly, and she even wanted to kneel in front of Lingbi, begging him to stop his wife and grandpa from leaving.

But Lingbi said in an extremely hard tone.

"That is his choice. Please respect him, just as he chose to leave behind these useless skeletons hundreds of years ago, so I can't save him. Everything is God's will, all fate, and it cannot be violated."

At the end of the conversation, Lingbi also had a choking smell in his words. It was sad and painful, and even the kind of depression it endured was far greater than that of the ink-sanyi garment dozens and hundreds of times.

But at this time, just as Mo Huanyu said, there is no time to be sad or cry, and he can only fight as always.

Mo Lianyi saw that she had no result in asking for Lingbi, so she staggered back to Mo Huanyu.

She clearly saw that the wife and grandfather's legs were completely gone, only the torso and head were left, but it was slowly fading, fading...
Chapter completed!