Chapter 551
Did Bei Mingxun just die in the past like this?
His unwillingness, his hair, all burned in an instant, turned into dust, and disappeared here, leaving only blood on the ground and some vampire things.

"finished?"

Li Wuyou's reaction was so flat, even she herself was surprised, unexpectedly calm, unexpectedly safe.

——It feels incredible to myself.

Watching Bei Mingxun disappear little by little...

Actually, very calm in my heart? ? ?
Anyway, it was an indescribable feeling. Li Wuyou just confirmed with everyone that Bei Mingxun was dead, and asked the bishop about Michel, and planned to kill Michel next.

How should I put it, she is just like a real saint, carrying out her work step by step, without extra emotion or emotion.

And Bei Mingxun seemed to have died completely.

The temple returned to calm, Liszt took care of the aftermath, and Li Wuyou went to rest after talking with the archbishop.

All of this, it seems, is not wrong, it is too normal, but it seems weird.

By the time Li Wuyou took a shower, changed his clothes, and lay on the bed, it was almost dawn.

"Huh, it's going well..."

Finally alone, Li Wuyou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, she felt very relaxed, tossing and turning, and didn't feel sad, even recalling the moment of Bei Mingxun's death, it wasn't too hard to accept...

"Stupid, do I really not love him?"

I still remember the days when we went grocery shopping and cooking together, and I also remember how terrible it was that Bei Mingxun turned his face ruthlessly, but in retrospect, there was no emotional fluctuation.

Li Wuyou closed his eyes and asked himself, but he still didn't feel anything.

The gods purified her power and reshaped her soul, and the negative feelings, useless emotions, were replaced by divinity.

This is the price one must pay for becoming stronger.

It's just that this change is hard to explain clearly.

I don't feel that there is something wrong with me. In the eyes of outsiders, it is a cold-blooded and ruthless image. Of course, in the eyes of the light camp, this is a reliable companion and a perfect saint.

In battle, emotion is a useless luxury, isn't it?Not everyone is entitled to it.

"fair enough……"

Li Wuyou sighed, as if he had completely walked out.

This relationship has been dragged on for too long, and it has hurt each other and innocent people. It is more appropriate to say torture than love.

She went back to the past and persisted until now, originally to kill Bei Mingxun, but now that her wish has been fulfilled, she should sleep peacefully.

But why, I feel empty in my heart...

Not sad, just can't sleep.

Li Wuyou sighed over and over again, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After one night, the fighting in the temple was a foregone conclusion.

The dried blood was wiped and washed clean.

Everything is reborn in the morning light.

Everything that happened last night has passed without a trace, love and hate are impermanent, and joys and sorrows have no description.

No one will cry for Bei Mingxun, no one will record his unwillingness and anger...

Everything is packed.

The relics that fell from Bei Mingxun's body were also sealed and recorded.

The order was restored in the church, and everyone praised the Holy Maiden for her power. Those who did not trust Li Wuyou before also admired her.

Liszt himself prayed to God and made a new wish.

He has also grown a lot, watching the person he likes become a powerful senior, watching Ah Ling kill Bei Mingxun, watching her turn around with a blank face...

Liszt's heart is also very complicated.

I used to think that I would never have a chance with Ling, I thought that she could become an ordinary human being, I thought that Ling loved Bei Mingxun deeply...

So far, can't it match fate?

(End of this chapter)

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