Quick Travel: Accidentally captured that sickly villain

After a burst of dazzling white light, Li Jiang finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

There was lonely blackness in all directions, like an endless night, and above the head was the boundless starry sky.

Under the starry sky, the young man held a sickle in his hand. Under the water of blood, the black rose on the handle bloomed with the most beautiful color in his life.

In front of him, a man in white was kneeling on one knee holding a sword. Even if he was defeated, his aloofness as a god was not compromised at all.

His arrogant eyes were filled with indifference.

"You lose." Mingyin said solemnly.

There was no sadness or joy on the man's face, only a slight trace of compassion flashed across his crimson eyes.

He said: "I didn't lose to your power, but to your obsession."

For thousands of years, he was no different from Ming Yin. Even though he had the power to control this world, he was always trapped here, enduring endless loneliness and loneliness, with only the stars above his head for company.

He has no faith in his life, only performing his duties as God day after day.

Nobility requires a price, and perhaps, it is also a kind of relief now.

"But if you kill me, you may not get what you want."

Tiandao stood up with his sword in hand, ready to face the last death blade.

Mingyin held the scythe tightly, and his eyes were as cold as ice and snow.

However, a call broke all the peace in his heart.

"Mingyin."

The young man's body suddenly straightened up, and he turned his head stiffly. When he saw a familiar figure in the distance, the hand holding the sickle trembled uncontrollably.

She shouldn't be here.

The girl walked towards him step by step, but Mingyin stood there motionless until a warmth appeared in her arms.

Someone hugged his waist, and the soft touch made his scalp numb.

He heard the girl's rare soft voice: "Let it go, Mingyin, our future will not end in this world."

Ming Yin's eyes trembled slightly, and the hand that had not held the knife lifted up little by little and landed on Li Jiang's shoulder.

He whispered: "I know."

I know there are thousands of me behind me.

But all I can feel is me now.

So, don't be so cruel.

"I just want you to remember that there is a consciousness called Mingyin, not someone's soul."

Li Jiang's breath suffocated slightly, and he couldn't argue for a moment.

"Sorry, but I can't choose."

She can't stay here forever, and he has endless life.

Therefore, it is destined to say goodbye.

Ming Yin hugged Li Jiang tightly, and the hot temperature made him more and more reluctant to let go.

As long as they kill Tiandao and destroy this world, they can always stay in this river basin.

You can keep her forever.

He raised his head and looked at the man opposite him. Just as the sickle in his hand was about to move, his pupils suddenly dilated and he slowly closed his eyes.

Li Jiang carefully lowered his body to the ground.

Tiandao looked at this scene with a rare hint of surprise in his eyes: "You were able to stun him..."

Ming Yin's power is now the strongest in the world, and he really can't think of any moves or things that can make him fall easily.

After looking at Li Jiang for several times, he smiled faintly: "It's strange to say that everything in this world, as small as grass and trees, as powerful as light and hidden, are all on my astrolabe, but your origin is the only one. I can't see through it."

Outsider?

Or an outsider who can freely enter and exit this world beyond him.

No wonder Ming Yin could be driven so crazy that she would try her best to stay.

Li Jiang ignored the probing look in the man's eyes and said coldly: "I'll just say it directly and cleanse Ming Yin of all the murderous sins, otherwise I won't care about him anymore when he wakes up and wants to kill you."