The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 2405: You are still “alive”!
"What?" Fanran looked up in a daze, "What is...the meaning of the soul tree..."
Lu Jiuque didn't have time to pay attention to this idiot-like idiot. Seeing that Chang Le was about to collapse, he could only try it!
Even though the idea is still absurd and immature... it is better than just watching Chang Le feel heartbroken.
Lu Jiuque turned her hands up, one hand was burning with golden flames, and the other hand was black underworld burning. She closed her palms abruptly, and the sound of heaven and earth opened and closed suddenly, and then, from far away Suddenly heard the sound of clamoring voices from the sky!
Immediately, Lu Jiuque and the dying Zizhu were locked in the flame barrier...
Being burned to death by the Tianyuan Fire after being promoted, that is definitely the end that even the soul is wiped out!
So Lu Jiuque can't let Zi Zhu die!
Absolutely not!
Even if he has tried "human body refining" several times, it was the first time that Lu Jiuque did such "living refining" when the opponent died.
Even though he knew it was cruel and unkind, Lu Jiuque still yelled at Zi Zhu: "Hold on! You met again after such a difficult time! Don't give up!"
Zi Zhu's soul is on the verge of extinction, and only Chang Le's heart-piercing voice is constantly appearing in his mind...
Don't give up?
Why did he ever want to give up...
He gave up his mission, betrayed his race, and gave up his past...just to create an endless future with her!
But now... he is going to die after all...
God will not forgive a betrayer like him, just a little bit, just a little bit...he can hold her in his arms again, Chang Le...
Chang Le...
Chang Le...
Zi Zhu called this name in his heart, until something slowly entangled his soul and dived into his illusory body, the icy cold and chill that gradually came on dissipated.
In a trance, Zi Zhu seems to have wandered through the world for hundreds of millions of years.
Until a gentle female voice came, calling his name over and over again, tirelessly.
"Zi Zhu..."
"Can you hear Zi Zhu?"
"Zi Zhu... wake up and look at me... Zi Zhu..."
……
It's her!
It's the girl who is silly and cute, loyal and ignorant, and frank and distressing.
Her voice is so fragmented, with deep fear, how can he be willing?
Even death cannot make him stop worrying about her.
If that's the case, open your eyes again, Zi Zhu.
"Zi Zhu..."
"Um..."
The hoarse and low voice ran across Chang Le's soul, causing her to rush over like a lightning strike.
"Zi Zhu! You are awake!"
Zi Zhu struggled to open his eyes, and met the cute and moist eyes like a deer, his heart softened in an instant.
He raised his hand and touched her cheek lightly. It was a bit cold, but the delicate touch made him very nostalgic.
"Chang Le... girl, are we all dead?"
If it is not death, if it is not in a dream, if it is not his extravagant hope, how can he touch her again?
Chang Le hurriedly held his hand, rubbed his face in his palm with attachment, and smiled: "Idiot, I'm dead, but you haven't, you're still alive."
Alive? !
Zi Zhu did not frown, raised his hand to see, the whole person was stunned...
He, why does his body become like this? !