to pure life

The same hollow pattern, whenever the black mist wants to rush out, it will be absorbed by the blue light that appears and disappears inside the metal ball.

"I can't hold back for a long time, I'm going out now." After saying this, Siming Rui looked at Sargeras, "This may be the last time... Please tell the teacher for me, I am very happy to be here I met him that day, he is the most qualified leader I have ever met, if I really succeed, it will be entirely due to him..." Before the last word was pronounced, Si Mingrui had disappeared.

Standing in the empty and illusory land of white souls, Sargeras couldn't regain his senses for a long time. He suddenly discovered that the boy from 2000 years ago had something he was extremely envious of...

"he's gone."

"Yes." Although it was not a question, Sargeras still nodded and responded, "Why don't you come out to meet him, even though he is a master and apprentice, you can't justify that you haven't met him once? Don't you regret it? "

I don't know when a middle-aged man with silver-gray long hair appeared behind Sargeras. Although his face was full of years of accumulation and training, he could still tell from the delicate and beautiful facial features that he was a man. The demeanor of middle-aged people when they were young.

There is a pair of gorgeous golden single-frame glasses on the left eye, which should have added a bit of elegance to the other party, but the tearful expression of the middle-aged man at the moment completely ruined all of this. T said in a hoarse voice: "It's too... so embarrassing, I'm his mentor... I'm crying with snot and tears..."

"Not a mentor, did you not hear what he said last? You are his teacher and his guide." Resignedly stepping forward, Sargeras wiped his crying face with his long sleeves, "Everyone Why do you still cry so much at your age?" But he liked the way Saruman cried out of breath when he was being bullied by him.With a sound so gentle that water could drip out, Sargeras stared at the person in his arms wholeheartedly, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

"Get out of here, I am old-hearted...the majesty is still there, do you want to try it?" The gray-haired Saruman jumped up and down as if his hair was blowing violently.

"Hahahaha..." With a hearty laugh, Sargeras hugged him tightly in his arms, "Saruman, how could you be so cute... Saruman, I often think that if there was no It would be nice to meet you, then I will definitely not be so addicted to a person, so addicted that I feel scared."

Afraid of losing you, afraid of hurting you, afraid of wanting your self even if it makes you loathe...

"Tch, it's useless for you to regret it now, you are destined to be with me, even to die." Although it was a sad sentence, Saruman said it easily, but then he also fell silent.

Sargeras first raised his hand to stroke Saruman's smooth long hair, and then met those gray-brown eyes that were thinking day and night, "Every second, I will love you more than the last second."

"There is no more sweet talk now! You said earlier that I am not attractive in my dying years! I am a bad old man!" Facing Sargeras, Saruman's character seemed to be easily impatient.

Have I said these words?He pressed Saruman into his chest in a funny way, "Honey, I wish my biggest worry was not to love you so much..."

Saruman, who was still a little excited at first, slowly calmed down, and then put his arms around his waist, "I'm sorry, I forgot you for so long...I'm sorry, it was my stupidity that caused this situation...I should have It is the one who knows you best..." Saruman's voice choked up.

Sargeras became like this because of him, otherwise, as one of the strongest soul power users, how could the other party fall into the current situation of abandoning the autonomy of the soul, and now he has to wait here with him die.

"Saruman, do you still remember the wish I told you on my 20th birthday?" Sargeras smiled a little darkly with a finger on Saruman's chin, "If I can't be with you alive, then Let death be the bond between us. I'm, actually, happy right now..."

The character of Sargeras has always been moody and extremely egotistical, and his views on love are different from others, and his desire for monopoly is also terribly strong. He can do whatever he can to get what he wants. This kind of character is definitely unbearable for ordinary people, but Saruman Even the other party likes this place so much...

"..." So his answer was to press his cheek intimately on the other person's chest.

Familiar feeling, this was Si Mingrui's first thought after leaving the land of souls.And suddenly he remembered the whirring sound of a fan blowing in his ears, interrupting his thoughts, Si Mingrui looked at the scene in front of him without saying a word.

The superimposition of two completely different perspectives allowed him to see every turret in the valley clearly.

"You...cough cough...finally woke up? We are really miserable...cough cough..." Michael, who was leaning against the rock and kept coughing blood, was talking, but Simingrui stared at him silently, and then look away.

"Hey, that look of yours just now...cough cough...it's really annoying, Rafael, you are as miserable as me now, okay? Tsk, I can't think of that guy...so powerful, ah...it should be said that he is born Our nemesis, but now it seems that he can only be manipulated by the leader obediently, hmph."

"Really?" Siming Rui casually replied absent-mindedly. At this moment, Si Mingrui, who was using Raphael's body, nodded to Ambrosi who turned around not far away, and then they both approached Lina's direction at the same time.

"Hey! Raphael! Where are you going?" Michael asked anxiously, ignoring that speaking loudly would make the wound ache, and wanted to hold his companion away.

Si Mingrui evaded Michael's finger with just one side, and continued to walk forward.

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Michael looked at Raphael's receding back with some puzzlement, what was wrong with his expression?temperament?Demeanor?After thinking deeply, Michael still couldn't explain why, but Raphael, who just woke up and then glanced at himself, was definitely a little different from usual, he knew that guy After so many years, Michael thinks that he has a thorough understanding of the other party.

So...Michael finally slowly stopped the pace he wanted to follow, staring deeply at the blond man in the tattered and dusty white coat and left.

Because somewhere in the depths of his soul, Michael's intuition told him that things were going in an unpredictable direction...

As she got closer to Lina, Mirenda, who had been half hugging the woman, raised her head vigilantly and looked at Raphael who was walking towards them. Renda took it seriously.

"Stop." Mirenda said in a low voice, frowning.

Lina, who heard his words, also cast her eyes on the man who was approaching step by step in doubt, "He...is not Raphael." He said this sentence with some hesitation, and Lina's brows raised, " You..." Although she was still a little unsure of what she was thinking, Lina felt that she had vaguely captured something.

"Mas..." Ambrosi, who had already come to the side, wanted to open his mouth to speak, but felt that the address he blurted out seemed a bit inappropriate, so he swallowed the words, and only chose to stand quietly.

"You guessed right..." Using Raphael's body, Si Mingrui replied standing about two meters away from Lina.

"Then what are you going to do now? You have a way to stop everything, right?" Lena's emotions suddenly became agitated. She put her hands on Mirenda's chest and struggled to stand up, as if she was going to grab the calm face in front of her. The man's collar questioned the general loudly.

Si Mingrui turned his head slowly, and Huang Quan's figure was reflected on the purple irises, including of course those weird pillars that had risen into the air and the prisoners on them.

Huang Quan's figure could only be described as small compared to that behemoth, but it gave off a very firm feeling, and Si Mingrui was distracted for a while.

"What are you waiting for? It will be too late. Now His Majesty can use your body to carry out that plan very easily..." Lina was a little annoyed by Si Mingrui's tepid attitude. Self-made things have long been thrown aside by her, and now it is a critical moment of life and death, and it is more realistic to consider those things when life is safe.

Si Mingrui didn't respond to Lina's question immediately, his eyes dropped, and the expression on his face was vague.

And all of this was seen by Ambrosi, and his heart trembled... Ambrosi, who is connected with Si Mingrui in soul and consciousness, can sense what the other party is hiding in his heart.It can't be said to be an ominous premonition, but there is a kind of nothingness that seems to be powerless to bind him tightly.

It's so frustrating...

Clenching his fists tightly, Ambrosi suddenly had a strong desire to tear apart all those who hindered the master...

As if sensing something, Si Mingrui also took a look at Ambrosi, then turned to Lina and asked, "Do you have a life-boosting potion on you?"

Lina's silently brewing emotions were interrupted by Si Mingrui's sudden question, she was startled and then shook her head, "We don't need