Of course he wouldn't say anything, maybe he had the youthful innocence, and he didn't give up, he just struggled to success in the midst of failure.

Bai Jue finally recognized Bai Di a little bit.

It's just a little too late.

He stared at the palm of his hand, he has four holy souls, the ultimate swordsmanship, and the power of a warring country, but now...

"Am I... powerless?"

He felt a deep weakness, which came from the depths of his heart. This was not a desire for strength, but a sorrow for his own weakness.

He was once again protected by Bai Di.

this is the last time.

Bai Jue clenched his palms tightly, and his back was almost crushed by unwillingness and sadness.

"Young man, straighten your back."

Bai Di's voice crossed the sea of ​​flames, as if an invisible force slapped him on the back, prompting the young man to raise his eyes that were gradually lowering.

He looked up and saw Bai Di standing on a high place, his clothes swaying in the flames, as if bathed in a vast light, he dragged the core of the tree, and the moment he turned around, Lao Bai raised his arms and threw the core into the air.

"This time, I won..."

The raging fire pierced through the core, and Bai Di let out a hearty laugh, and his figure became more and more blurred.

He is reckoning.

The blur of existence itself fades rapidly.

The power is fading, but the white flames are burning more and more vigorously.

Bai Di stood in the flames, and the closer he was to the end, the more forceful he was going to leave.

"Bai Jue, do you still remember my poem number?"

Bai Di asked loudly.

"of course I remember."

Bai Jue answered vigorously.

"Read with me!"

Bai Di said.

"Three thousand worlds are exhausted in one thought."

"One hundred thousand reincarnations are settled in one stroke."

"Black record of injustice in the world."

"Bai Shu's world is full of vicissitudes."

"How many people have a half-life happy."

"Looking back has become a non-returning guest."

"Today I will know who I am!"

"The book is full of everything... so what!"

Clerk, savior, read and answer.

After the words fell, Bai Di murmured to himself.

His body gradually faded, like pale snow melting in the sun.

"So what if the book is full of everything..."

"I'll go to the other side of cause and effect to see the scenery..."

"I'll come back when I'm tired of watching it, so you don't have to sing the Requiem for me..."

Vientiane Secretary.

So farewell.

Bai Jue raised his hand, caught the pure white feather-like bookmark that fell from the sky, and held it tightly in his palm.

He closed his eyes.

self-deceiving.

"I wish you the best of luck..."

-

Lao Bai's exit is inevitable, and in this volume, I have been paving the way for it.

As the protagonist of the last book, he has grown quite well, and there is no need for him to become a more perfect person, but as the number one protagonist, Bai Jue is far from reaching the level of Bai Di.

It is also impossible for Bai Di to block all the wind and rain for Bai Jue. If this kind and caring old man does not leave the stage for a day, Bai Jue will definitely not be able to meet the real growth period.

I think there is a problem with the rhythm of this chapter. I always feel that there is something wrong with it. I always feel that I can add a little bit of content, but I don’t know where to add it. Considering the time issue, I can only post it. .

Some people may think that the ending of this volume is a bit rushed, but in fact, it has all the effects I hoped it would have.

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