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However, the news about Xiao Lingling really shocked Zhouze.

"Lingwu Immortal Lord is back!!"

Zhouze was simply shocked, "!!"

Immortal Lord Lingwu, this name is familiar even to him.

Moreover, don’t the soul fragments he is collecting belong to this Immortal Lord Lingwu?

He hasn't collected everything yet, but "that adult" has already woken up...

Xiao Lingling detected Zhou Ze's confusion and quickly explained: "Zhou Bao, the Immortal Lord has not fully recovered yet. He just woke up and went to pay homage to the Emperor and the Empress in accordance with the etiquette."

Zhouze nodded, "Then I still want to continue collecting, right?"

"Yes, Zhoubao, but it's almost done. You'll be able to retire soon!"

Zhouze was stunned.

Retire after success...

Also, after "that adult" wakes up, he will naturally not have anything to do with small immortals like him.

Immortal Lord Lingwu is a well-known God of War in the three realms, a powerful existence that makes the demon clan fearful. His status is only lower than the Emperor of Heaven and cannot be touched by him.

He had not underestimated his abilities before, secretly hoping that the other party might remember him and the things in these small worlds.

But now he calmed down and thought about it carefully.

So what if the other party remembers it? They might think that he took advantage of the situation and made the following mistake, and they might want to get rid of him directly.

Although the soul fragment of "that lord" so resolutely confessed to him, indicating that his mind would never change, he might not be able to feel completely at ease until the last moment.

Zhouze bit his lip and sighed heavily this time.

The Elf King on the side was staring at the change in his expression.

Seeing this, the Elf King frowned with almost invisible worry, and asked in a rare tone of voice: "What's going on? What's on your mind?"

Zhouze raised his head when he heard the sound, looked at the six-winged elf, his lips moved again and again, and finally he couldn't help but asked softly:

"Will you always remember me?"

The six-winged elf was startled.

The usually heartless, simple and pure young man was worried for some reason today, and at this moment he even asked such a question that worried about gain and loss.

Why?

"meeting."

Before thinking about the reason, the six-winged elf followed his instinct and gave a decisive answer.

But the young man did not relax because of this. Instead, he showed a helpless smile that said, "Do your best and obey fate."

The six-winged elf was puzzled.

And at this moment, Zhou Ze heard Xiao Lingling ask: "Zhou Bao, you can leave the plane world now, do you want to leave?"

"We can go to the next world right away to collect the last soul fragment. Then the mission can be completed in a hurry! How about it? Zhou Bao?"

Zhouze was silent for two seconds.

"I want to stay here until I die of natural causes."

He wants this happy time to last a little longer, and what if it disappears later?

Little Lingling was a little surprised, but quickly expressed his support, "Okay Zhou Bao, you can do whatever you want!"

Zhouze was able to stay and spend his whole life with this fragment of his soul.

As everyone knows, at the same time, not far from the main palace of the heaven, there is a green and green mountain top shrouded in clouds and mist.

There was an immortal king in white who was as handsome as the moon, sitting expressionlessly at the stone table. The tea in the tea cup on the stone table was completely cold, and he was not seen moving.

Lingwu didn't expect that he would wake up again.

If it were anyone else, their first reaction would probably be the ecstasy of resurrection from the dead, but he didn't. All he had was panic, anxiety and despair.

He immediately rushed into the Heavenly Palace and forced himself to see the Emperor of Heaven. He almost lost control and asked where Zhouze was!

Is Zhou Ze still alive and well?

Didn't he use his ashes in exchange for everything in Zhouze?

Where is Zhou Ze?

The Emperor of Heaven was frightened, fearing that his anger would turn the whole heaven upside down, so he quickly asked Yue Lao to explain to him in a nice manner.

Only then did he know that Zhouze had been sent to collect his soul fragments in the three thousand worlds of the lower world and had not returned yet.

And there is still the last piece of his soul left.

Lingwu couldn't help but his eyes darkened. He wished he could not get rid of the last piece of his soul now, but also wanted to bring Zhouze back in person.

But no.

Once you enter the Three Thousand Worlds, you cannot forcefully leave.

If there is an external force to force it to leave, it is likely to cause the other party to lose their soul and become mentally unstable.

Lingwu unconsciously clenched his fingers.

The protection of the Three Thousand Worlds is so tight that even he can only forcefully enter it two or three times.

And in those two or three times, he met the person he had missed for nearly a thousand years.

Zhouze...

This time, he would never let go.

Lingwu's eyes were cold and hard, indestructible.

-

One day in heaven, one hundred years on earth.

Zhouze waited until the natural end of this world and said goodbye to the Elf King, the Dwarf Boy, and the Liger Monster in turn before returning to the system space.

"Let's go, little Lingling, let's start the last world!" Zhou Ze took a deep breath.

Little Lingling responded happily.

Zhouze closed his eyes habitually, and the familiar darkness came as expected.

He never imagined that the swirling darkness that initially confused him would one day make him feel at ease.

For so long, he has been accompanied by Little Lingling, and because he has traveled to different worlds, he has experienced all kinds of lives.

In the dark teleportation, the corners of Zhouze's lips unconsciously rose slightly, and the sadness between his eyebrows gradually dissipated.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the darkness gradually faded away, and Zhouze heard vague noises coming from around him.

He slowly opened his eyes.

I found that the surroundings were no better than pitch black.

Not to mention the darkness everywhere, the "people" coming and going around him were all wearing black robes, for fear of being seen clearly.

—if they were human.

The people passing by did not look at him, and did not even notice him in the corner. Zhouze could then receive the background information and observe the environment with peace of mind.

This is a world where vampires are king.

——A modern world where the three major races of humans, vampires, and werewolves coexist.

Originally, the three major races did not interfere with each other and had no intersection.

Until the human emperor and the werewolf leader secretly joined forces and planned to drive out all the vampires. The two families would dominate, so that they would be allocated more resources and territory.

The balance is broken.

The human emperor and the werewolf leader really underestimated the strength of the vampires.

They thought that because the vampires were relatively small in number, they would be easy targets, but that was not the case.

Every vampire is terrifyingly powerful.

Especially, their vampire king.

Legend has it that it was a cold noble with silver hair and blood eyes, sleeping in a crystal ice coffin with blood roses all year round.

The long silver hair that shines like the moonlight, the slender figure, the snow-colored fangs, and the pale skin that seems to be sickly.

Nothing is imperfect.

And the power of the Vampire King is even more frightening.