MTL - A World Worth Protecting-Chapter 1449 You are!

It was originally intended to be the last chapter, which is the end of the volume of My Fei Xian, and the finale of the book.

Some of the content at the end of the plan, as a continuation of the fan, but after considering it, it is added to the main text, and everyone feels according to their own ideas:)

In this life, Wang Baole has never bowed down to a few people, except his parents, benefactors, and master...

But at this moment, he knelt down and bowed silently in tears in the direction where the black robe man was going.

He didn't know why he shed tears, obviously... he longed for freedom, obviously... he was looking forward to being at ease. It can even be said that from the day he was separated, he was always planning to make himself completely independent. thing.

He went to the gate of the upper realm until after the seven emotions and six desires were completed, he went to the great desert of Yuanyu Daokong's second world, which is the place where the body retreats.

For the first time, he walked in front of Ontology in a real sense. Originally... he wanted to make a deal with Ontology.

Going to the upper realm with his own willingness to be his ontology, taking huge risks of life and death, and fighting for a future for the ontology with the determination of nine deaths and a lifetime. He can do nothing but hope that once he succeeds, the ontology can cut off cause and effect with him. , From then on... he is himself.

Can grasp the right to...death.

Death is a great right, and only those who can control themselves are free.

Ontology did not agree or reject this, but in Wang Baole's incomprehension, it suppressed it and turned it into four seals to imprison him.

Then, he pulled away from the law of six desires in his body, left him in the retreat, the body itself, and walked out of the desert...

Wang Baole was confused and puzzled, but under this seal, his thoughts became slow and eventually fell into a deep sleep, until... he heard someone calling his name, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw it in the first floor. Deep in the world, looking at his own body.

Hearing the words of the body, feeling the integration of a large amount of blood and cultivation base after the seal was released, as well as the nourishment of spirits, all of which made Wang Baole tremble until... he heard that word.

"Wang Baole, this name is also given to you..."

This sentence seems to be sealed, like a brand.

A name is a mark of a person, even in certain ethnic groups, it comes with life like a true spirit, but never breaks away... But at that moment, the name Wang Baole was stripped of the body and given to him alive.

At the moment when he got this name, Wang Baole...was truly...free.

At this moment, whether he is good with the black-robed people or the emperor, there is no causal involvement anymore. All bad things are inherited by the black-robed people, and all the good things are accepted by him.

This kind of thing, originally...Wang Baole should be happy, because isn't this exactly what he desires...

However, at this moment, endless sadness arose in his heart.

In this sadness, Wang Baole knelt down on the rock, and his body trembled until... I don’t know how long it had passed, a sigh came from behind him, and a figure appeared beside him, a warm hand, gently The ground was placed on his shoulder.

"Bao Le, he is a respectable person."

"Don't live up to his choice."

With a gentle voice, with a hint of sorrow, as Wang Baole turned his head, he saw Wang Yiyi's father standing beside him.

"senior……"

"Let's go, come back to Xiangang Continent with me, Yiyi is still waiting for you, your senior is also waiting for you..." Wang Yiyi's father shook his head and walked towards the distant sky.

On the rock, Wang Baole was silent for a long time, then glanced at the direction where the black-robed man disappeared, sighed, and followed the footsteps of Wang Yiyi's father, going further and further.

Time passed.

The long river of years unconsciously flowed past Wang Baole's eyes. He followed Wang Yiyi's father and returned to the Xiangang Continent. The moment he stepped into Xiangang, he saw Wang Yiyi who had been waiting...

It's just... Faced with the tenderness and surprise in Wang Yiyi's eyes, Wang Baole lowered his head and avoided, even if someone once told him that time can change everything and heal everything.

But... to Wang Baole, it seems that this is something that does not exist, because he came to Xiangang Continent, unknowingly, passed the first half-year-old years.

In this half-jiazi, his cultivation base has broken the cause and effect with the black robe man, because he inherited the immortal meaning, because he has obtained the complete vitality and spirit, he has already reached an incredible realm.

In the entire Xiangang Continent, apart from Wang Yiyi's father, no one knows what Wang Baole's current realm is, and the story about him and his ontology is always a top secret thing. There are very few knowers in the entire universe.

And everyone who knows is silent about this.

Therefore, after 30 years of incomprehensible Wang Baole's return, Wang Yiyi, who distanced herself from herself, could not understand, but she was not in a hurry, she was willing to wait.

Because, his past and his future are all with her.

Waiting and waiting, although the estrangement has always existed, as if there is no answer, but Wang Yiyi can see...Wang Baole is worried, and his deep thoughts make him seem...unhappy.

She didn't know how to soothe, she could only look at it silently.

Wang Baole is indeed unhappy. With the passage of time, he thought he could figure it out and accept it slowly, but decades later, he couldn't do it.

"Perhaps, the time is still too short..." Wang Baole murmured, walking on the Xiangang Continent, walking into the city where the senior brother was, and walking into a... small tavern.

He likes this place, because there are seniors here, and Wang Baole's feelings for seniors have been engraved in the soul.

He also likes this city, because there is this small tavern here. In addition to rice wine, there is also a kind of cold soda in the tavern. The owner calls this soda called Bing Ling Shui.

Wang Baole knew that this was not a coincidence, it was arranged by the senior, and the taste of the cold water was the same as that of the Federation.

In this tavern, Wang Baole stopped drinking rice wine, but drank ice spirit water...obviously, this is not wine, but he gets drunk every time.

This time, it was the same.

Sitting next to a table and chair leaning on the street scene, Wang Baole looked outside, sipping ice spirit water one by one, his eyes gradually became a little hazy, until it was getting darker, a young man walked in and sat opposite Wang Baole.

"Bao Le, I have asked you three times over the years, why you are so sad when you come back, and you haven't answered me." The young man took out a bottle of wine, took a sip, put it on the table, and looked at Wang Baole.

This young man is his brother, Chen Qingzi.

Twenty years ago, he had restored all his memories.

Wang Baole was silent, looking at Chen Qingzi complicatedly after a long while, and then suddenly spoke up after a long time.

"If I say, I am not your junior, and I am not the real Wang Baole, you..."

"You are!" Chen Qingzi said seriously.

"I don't know what happened to you, but my heart, my soul, my perception, everything about me tells me that you are my brother!"

(End of this chapter)