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Chapter 66 Farewell

The summer night in Aurora City was a bit windy, and the purple flowers began to dance all over the city again, like a rain of petals.Zhong Wuqi knew that he didn't have a long life span, so he raised his hand and took out the flint stone in front of his chest, and held it in his hand.

long-ago habit.Every time he was afraid, he would hold this stone in his palm, and he would feel much more at ease.

"It doesn't matter if you die, in this kind of life, living once is enough."

Zhong Wuqi once thought that he would die on that night when the fireflies were extinguished, but when he was beaten to death, he was begged by the city lord and the great elder.

Perhaps it was a mistake they made to keep him.He can even kill his mother, how can he teach?

"Perhaps, as early as the summer of 205, Zhong Wuqi had already died."

That night, Zhong Wuqi, who had kidnapped Luoluo, fled to the depths of the peach forest in embarrassment.He tightly hugged Luo Luo, who was controlled by him with silk threads, and seemed to have calmed down in his panic.

"Luoluo, as long as you promise to stay by my side, I will never hurt you." Zhong Wuqi caressed Luoluo's hair, and seriously promised in Luoluo's ear.

"Pervert, let me go." Luoluo screamed, her whole body resisting him.

Zhong Wuqi had never felt so humble and vulnerable before.The elf girl in front of him is like everything to him, like all his motivation to live, all his hope and light.If he loses it, he will fall into hell.

He begged her, embraced her, imprisoned her, and even saw her resisting, using magic threads to penetrate Luo Luo's body bit by bit.No matter how much Luoluo cried, she was unmoved at all.

"Zhong Wuqi, what do you want is me, or the pleasure of imprisoning me? Or turning everyone into your puppets!"

Zhong Wuqi didn't answer her, looking at Luoluo, his eyes softened suddenly.

Yeah, that's not what he wanted.Killing his own kind, imprisoning his beloved, what the hell is he doing?Zhong Wuqi stopped the silk thread binding his hands, lowered his head and said nothing.

What he always wanted was the Luoluo who would smile at him gently.But now, he is hurting her.

"You're not like this, why, why? Zhong Wuqi, Zhong Wuqi!" Luoluo's crying voice made Zhong Wuqi regain his composure for a moment.

The voices of elves looking for them outside gradually approached.Zhong Wuqi did not continue to implant the silk thread into Luoluo's body, he looked at Luoluo in front of him, slowly withdrew the spell, and let her go.

"Goodbye, Luoluo."

He smiled at Luoluo, just like when he first met her.Turning around and holding the fire spar on his chest, he walked towards the group of elves who were looking for them.

Life in He Yancheng was really boring, Zhong Wuqi lay in the cell all day long, looking at the sunlight coming in from the small window.

Until the mysterious old man reappeared in his life and broke his peaceful life, Zhong Wuqi began to experience a little change.

"Do you know why you can't have her?"

"Who is it?" Zhong Wuqi didn't want to pay attention to him, his dull eyes, heavy seals and shackles had already made him lose interest in everything.

Living like this, he has no expectations other than waiting for the day when death comes.

"Don't pretend, you still miss her."

"What does it have to do with you?"

"There is a one-winged elf by her side, making her give everything willingly."

"So what?"

The old man seemed to sense the emotional fluctuations of Zhong Wuqi beside him, and continued to lower his voice and whispered in his ear: "But he has half human blood, and sooner or later, he will kill her."

Although Zhong Wuqi didn't say anything, the old man could feel the ups and downs of Zhong Wuqi's mood.

The old man who appeared every day made Zhong Wuqi feel bored at first, but then he gradually looked forward to it.The news that the old man brought was enough to make him excited and anxious every time.

He didn't know why it was so easy for the old man to go in and out of these forbidden places.It's just that such an old man of unknown origin can always see through the deepest thoughts in his heart and arouse his curiosity every time.

Gradually, those eyes that were not interested in everything were filled with desire.He began to yearn for more magic spells, for the life in Hidden Spring City, and for the elf he was thinking of.Wanting to possess everything, he kept absorbing spells that he hadn't touched before.

"A few years later, wait for my signal, and I will rescue you."

"I can't ask for it."

At this time, Zhong Wuqi already had an evil smile, and he tightly grasped the flint stone on his chest, tearing it off. More than 40 years of exile gave him enough time and space to practice spells quietly.Now, nothing can stop him.

"Cangyue, sooner or later, I will let you disappear from this world quietly." Zhong Wuqi said silently in his heart.

Although the spell changed his appearance a little, but together with the flint stone, the meaning of the past events did not change a bit for him.It was a past event that he didn't want to recall, it was deeply embedded in his flesh, together with those laughing voices, it was like a demon that entangled him, and stayed with him until he died.

On May 245, 5 in Sisena Continent, Zhong Wuji was lying in the desert looking at the sky. The old man walked up to him and asked him slowly, "Are you ready to go out?"

"Now?"

"Tonight."

"anytime."

"I can let you go out, but you have to promise me that you will never soften your heart towards Luoluo and Cangyue this time. Otherwise, you will only be harmed by yourself."

"Why help me?"

"Help you? Oh, I'm just helping myself. We have the same enemy and the same purpose, so I will naturally help you."

Looking at the face covered by the old man's big cloak, Zhong Wuqi showed an evil smile.

From Heyan City to Aurora City almost traversed the entire continent, but Zhong Wuqi never hesitated for a second.After getting rid of the shackles, he changed into a satisfactory outfit, and couldn't wait to walk to the other side of the mainland.

"It's that figure, that's that face"

The wind was still blowing on the streets of Aurora City, Zhong Wuqi didn't expect Luoluo to be the last, he pushed open the door and walked out.He didn't expect that the figure that made him miss, that face that made him cross the whole continent to see, could be the last thing he saw before he died.

"That's great, that's great. If I were to choose again then, maybe I would still run out, maybe, I still wouldn't hurt you."

Zhong Wuqi looked at the figure walking towards him and laughed.

"That guy is really lucky. I really want him to die, but there is no chance."

Zhong Wuqi wanted to raise his eyes to see Luoluo's face clearly, he raised his hands hard, wanting to touch Luoluo's face again.But sleepiness hit him, but he had no strength left.

That night, Zhong Wuqi closed his eyes with a heavy smile, and tightly clenched his right hand, which was still the flint stone.

"Luoluo, in the next life, I want to have your smile. In this life, goodbye."

(End of this chapter)