"My younger generation, I will never regret it even if I die!"

The little cute voice was filled with trembling.

It's not that he is afraid.

But his condition is really bad at this time.

Being able to speak is already the limit.

After the words came to an end, the little cutie vomited blood, and his breath was a little unstable.

He knelt on his knees and dared not get up.

I was afraid that I would miss this time almost.

There was a flow of immortal power on his body, recovering his injuries and vitality.

He cannot die.

He doesn't want to die.

The baby is still waiting for him, how can he die?

This time he knelt down for ten days.

In ten days, his injuries have recovered most of his injuries and his condition has also been adjusted back.

He stood up and took a step.

Climb up a ladder, continue to bow and move forward.

He didn't know how far he had walked, but he still couldn't see the divine palace in front of him.

In his eyes, there was stubbornness. He would never look back until he saw the divine palace.

A voice came out of the divine palace, as if sighing: "What a fool..." Hearing the sound, the little cutie's heart shook again.

Is it infatuated?

That's true.

He only loves one person in his life.

This person has a surname of Qin and a name for baby, and is a very cute name.

A very cute and kind girl.

She deserves the best in this world.

And he is willing to give her all the best.

And her death was the pain in the little cutie's heart.

Looking at the void, the little cutie spoke softly: "Senior, have you ever experienced a loved one dying in front of you?"

"Can you feel that kind of pain?"

The little cutie's voice was dull, but when he said that, his heart was throbbing.

And the one in the temple seemed to be listening and never spoke.

There was a hint of pain in the little cutie's eyes. He kowtowed step by step, and his voice slowly came out, "My wife died in front of me. I fell in love with each other, but I was separated. I searched for her for a hundred years, and finally found her, but she was brainwashed, washed away my memory, and no longer remembered me.

For him, I worshipped her sect and became close to her.

Just to awaken her memory and remind her of me.

However, the ancestor in her sect took her body and wanted to kill me.

In the crisis of life and death, she remembered it together, struggled to protect me, but died in front of me, falling in my arms. Senior, you are a powerful man, invincible in the world, but I am not, and I also have times when I searched for her for a hundred years before I found her. I just recognized her and saw her die in front of me.

How could I be willing to do it! I love her.

Love it very much.

For her, I would rather give my life.

After she died, I kept her for a hundred years. For a hundred years, I kept seeking the power to resurrection, but I was disappointed again and again. Now in the tomb of God, my senior said that I could tell me how to resurrection. I knew that my senior was a powerful figure, so I would not lie to me. This is all my hope.

I know that the ladder is difficult and will die for a lifetime.

But I was gambled with my life because I could no longer afford to lose.

For her, I would rather give everything.

I just want the seniors to be able to fulfill it.

I may not be polite and live up to my superior inheritance, but I have only one person in my heart and can’t tolerate anything else. I hope I will forgive you.”

At this time, the little cutie had already walked out of hundreds of ladders.

The divine sound in the void was silent for a long time.

It seems that the little cutie is sad.

After a long time, he spoke out: "You are very good. I'll wait for you in the temple, don't let me down."

Then there is no sound.

But the little cutie is already smiling.

This has been recognized.

His steps were firm and extremely calm. It had been nearly a month since he climbed the ladder. The little cutie had only about 30,000 steps left to enter the divine palace. The 30,000 steps said it was not much, but looking back, he had already walked more than 80,000 steps, so there was not much.

The little cutie endured the pain and continued to move forward.

Thirty days later, he entered ninety thousand and went to the ladder.

Forty days later, he entered a hundred and two thousand ladders.

On the fifty-eighth day, the little cutie finally walked the 108,000-stage ladder.

He saw the temple.

It was really a place of honor, like an immortal palace.

It is extremely brilliant and magnificent. This ordinary scene can no longer be described in words. The little cute eyes kept shaking. He looked at the scene in front of him and was very excited. He succeeded.

He did it.

He walked the 108,000-stage ladder.

Come to the feet of the temple.

Feeling the sacred aura here, the little cutie even felt refreshed and refreshed.

The fatigue on the body was wiped out.

He was looking at his body, and the scars had disappeared.

This shocked him extremely.

The little cutie raised her hand, and the scars on her forehead had disappeared without a trace. Next to the divine palace, there was a divine pool, and the water in the pool was clear. He walked over and looked at himself in the year.

His eyes widened.

His condition reached its peak, and the scars disappeared, and even the damage and blood on his clothes disappeared.

It seemed that he was completely renewed.

He knelt outside the gate of the temple, with excitement in his respect.

"My younger brother, thank you for your tears."

After hearing the little cutie's words, a faint laugh came from the temple, and then the gate of the temple opened.

"Come in."

Upon hearing this, the little cutie stood up and he saw an old man at the gate.

He was covered in white hair and fairy-like spirit, just like a real immortal god.

"Senior, are you the God?"

The little cutie asked out loud, and the old man smiled with kindness in his eyes.

"I am the servant of God, and I cannot claim God. The master is waiting for you in the temple, and I will lead you there."

The old man spoke slowly and walked forward.

The little cute look vibrating.

This person calls himself a servant of the Supreme God, but his breath is not weaker than that of the dean.

Wouldn't that mean that the person in front of you is a powerful person in the realm of the Holy Way of Wuji?

With such strength, the Divine Realm is the top.

But in the temple, he can only be a servant.

How powerful should the Supreme God be?

Beyond the Holy Way?
To be continued...