Qin Ge and Long Jiu's eyes were full of incredible. In a trance, they heard a trace of unusual pain from Meng Qiu's words. "Dingdian said,...

This pain comes from the soul tree.

"I have done so much, and I have tried my best to be the most powerful soul envoy. I just hope you can talk to me more, but you have forgotten me in the corner. I am so unwilling to accept... so unwilling to accept... Why can those stupid soul envoys be taken care of by you, but I can't? Even if I betray you and betray the soul world, you are indifferent. What exactly is I in your eyes..." Meng Qiu's soul has become a little transparent. He knew that he had not had much time, and some words would never come out again if he didn't.

He didn't care whether Long Jiu and Qinge listened to his words or whether others regarded him as a pathetic loser. He just wanted to get the only answer that had troubled him for thousands of years.

For the Soul Tree, what exactly is he!

However, no one could answer Meng Qiu's doubts, and the vine stretched out from the soul tree slowly retracted.

The vine gradually faded away was like the last straw that crushed the camel. Meng Qiu lay on the ground tiredly, his soul power still passed, and his body had become extremely transparent, like a bulging gauze, looming.

Everyone knows that Meng Qiu is about to die, this is true death. The dissipation of the soul will never be possible to recover. He will disappear in the three realms forever, without reincarnation, without traces.

Qin Ge and Long Jiu fell into silence. Meng Qiu's last words made them realize that Meng Qiu's betrayal was not about the temptation of the upper three realms.

It comes from his twisted feelings for the soul tree. He wants to monopolize the soul tree. The heart that should have admired gradually becomes distorted as the years change... so twisted that he himself cannot control it, and eventually sent him on this path of no return.

At this moment, their hatred for Meng Qiu seemed to fade a little, and sympathy and helplessness came to their hearts.

Meng Qiu closed his eyes and waited for the arrival of death. In the end, he could not get the answer he wanted. Even if he died, he would not be able to rest in peace.

Jun Wuyao looked at Meng Qiu, whose figure became increasingly faint. In a trance, Meng Qiu's actions were so similar to him in his dream.

For the sake of what you love in your heart, you would rather be enemies in the world and bear all the infamy.

Just as everyone was waiting for Meng Qiu to disappear.

The quiet soul tree suddenly trembled, and the dense branches and leaves rustled in the windless rustling sound, which seemed so clear in this quiet moment.

Suddenly, the haloed leaves fell down one after another, as if a force gathered the fallen leaves together, layer by layer, gradually piled up in front of Jun Wuxie and the others, and gradually accumulated into a strange form, like a human.

Suddenly, the light on the leaves bloomed!

The strong wind rose from the ground and blew away the fallen leaves that gathered together!

The fallen leaves floated one after another, and along the wind, they turned into dark green clothes. A slender figure appeared from the fallen leaves as the sound of the wind.

A dark green end is long, set off with white skin, and the light green eyes are as gentle and delicate as the spring breeze. It is an extremely beautiful and gentle "person", but the gender is not visible, but it just makes people feel so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated...

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【No Responsible Theater】

Meng Qiu: How much do you hate me? You have abused me so badly?!

Moubei: Isn’t this giving you benefits?

Meng Qiu: Then you will give me a box of lunchbox, right?

Moubei: Do you want to add a chicken leg? No! How expensive is chicken leg?

Meng Qiu: You are a stingy night moon!

Moubei: Do I believe it or not, I will let you die! No! Keep your eyes closed!!!

Meng Qiu:...You are cruel!
Chapter completed!