The magic doctor explodes the cute concubine

Chapter 2132 The Finale
This kind of pain caused her whole face to contort, and she shouted unbearably:

"Because you are Beiming Ice Soul Physique! I have never liked you! Never!!!!"

The white-haired man with weak breath had a faint wry smile on his lips.

"is it?"

Yes.

I never liked you.

there has never been! ! !

Just why.I clearly said that I never liked you, but my heart and brain still hurt so much! !This pain extends from the nerve endings to the depths of the bone marrow.

"Don't kill each other..." Emperor Huangfu didn't understand why she looked so uncomfortable, he stretched out his arms, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear compulsively, "I'll say it one last time, I love you You, whoever you are."

Love me……

don't love me...

I don't deserve your love.

I'm just a guy who can't love people now! !

Love... A strange thought ran in my heart, and the pain in my heart became more and more intense.

"Stop talking, stop talking!!"

She completely collapsed, and the moment he closed his eyes, she was thrown to the ground.

Huangfu Didu half-opened his eyes as he was dying, looking at her who was in pain so madly, the bandages all over her body fluttered in the air like ribbons, and her whole hair was even more windless.

The ever-expanding black particles wrapped the whole body into a pitch-black scene.

"what--!!"

She slammed the Demon Sword into the crumbling floor, and the last stone of the Pantheon collapsed...

Di Lin led Mu Xiaobai away from the Pantheon in one breath, and ran to the Sanssouci Palace behind the Pantheon, watching from a distance the man who was madly venting among the ruins.

"Little Bai." Di Lin bit his lip with a serious expression.

"Are you going to kill her?"

Mu Xiaobai watched that scene with narrowed eyes, smiling very smugly.

"There's no need to kill her."

Because she was emotional, she was just using Huangfu Didu, but she became emotional... The noble and supreme god, if she is emotional, her power will only become weaker and weaker.After a few years, it is suicidal.

Now she can't cut off that love at all, and will only spend the rest of her life in pain in the memory.

At this moment, when Mu Xiaobai saw the white figure falling from the ruins, the white hair was even more eye-catching.

Frowning, getting up...

"What are you going to do?"

Dilin shouted.

Mu Xiaobai smiled at him very mysteriously.

After venting for a day and a night, the Pantheon was in ruins, and no one knew where the God of Destruction had gone.

All I know is that the man named Mu Si who was holding the Sword of Subduing Demon has completely disappeared...

After half a year of reconstruction, the Pantheon has returned to its former glory.

The people in the sanctuary had also heard about the results of the battle in those few days, and heard that the wanted criminal Mu Si was rumored to be the Messiah of the Underworld, and most importantly, his predecessor was Xiu Yi, the famous God of Destruction.

We also know that the result of that unparalleled battle was that the God of Destruction single-handedly killed the entire Pantheon, including the Lord of the Pantheon and the Thirteenth Division of the Judgment Tower.

This matter has been talked about for three months.

The Lord of All Gods designated the day of the three-party war as Thanksgiving Day, which means to be grateful for all new life.Grateful to be alive.

The people who were once imprisoned in the trial tower were also released...whether it was the Phoenix Court in Baihe Waters, or Mu Si's former friends...

Junzi Feng and Zhu Xiaotao heard that Emperor Huangfu was dead.

Suddenly feel a little lonely.

After learning of Mu Furong's disappearance...every year they stand in the Tianji Pavilion of Tongtian Tower, looking at the unknown distance with expectant eyes.

Ten months later, a mysterious man wearing a pure black mask sat by the White River in the waters of the White River.

Looking at the raging river.

He was carrying a jug of wine, sitting there like a drunk, scooping up a handful of milky white water.

The eyes under the mask, the dark eyes, are like puppets without emotion.

The person from the death agency who came to the Baihe waters to do tasks came and went looking at this person, wanting to scold him, a good dog doesn't get in the way.

However, this person is calm, but his strength is profound, and no one can detect the depth of his strength.

Just when everyone thought he was going to drink, his white fingers picked up the jug and poured all the wine into the water...

I have a jug of wine, enough to comfort the wind and dust,

I can't see the fairy with my eyes, but I sigh at Yiren with my drunk eyes.

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