"Chu Yu!"
Everyone rushed towards Chu Yu. Hua was also shaken out of Chu Yu's body. Luo Yi's longsword pierced through Chu Yu's heart. For the first time, the all-powerful god in their eyes fell so weakly.
Hua caught Chu Yu's collapsing body, staring at the long sword piercing Chu Yu's heart. Her hands trembled as she dared not touch it, fearing that the slightest touch would cause Chu Yu to dissipate...
At the same time, Chu Yu's Compassionate Sword was also plunged into Luo Yi's chest. Luo Yi's youthful appearance, which he had barely maintained with his magic power, aged rapidly, and his life force was quickly lost. Soon, he became an old and frail person on the verge of death.
Luo Yi collapsed to the ground. His withered fingers struggled to lift, trying to grab the hem of Lan Jiao's clothes, who was standing in front of him. Just as they were about to touch, Lan Jiao took a half step back, and Luo Yi's hand missed completely.
"Master..."
Luo Yi is dead.
The instant he breathed his last, Lan Jiao's body suddenly turned into specks of light and vanished along with him.
Lan Jiao is long gone from this world. Everything is just Luo Yi's obsession. How could such tender feelings be so foolish? Illusions and illusions have always turned into absurdities.
After Chu Yu fell into a coma due to his injuries, Hua took him back to the God Realm and then secluded herself there. She transformed into her true form and entered Chu Yu's chest, and there was no further news of them in the Six Realms.
They may not reappear for a long time.
Mo Qi returned to the demon realm and personally executed the culprit who caused his mother's tragic death—the demon king Mo Jie—becoming the new demon king. Mo Qi secured his throne with absolute power. The people of the demon realm often saw a little guy perched on their king's shoulder; that was Lord Meng Qi.
Huan Yu had no interest in those disputes. After the matter was settled, he took his wife, Xiao Tu, to travel through mountains and rivers.
Huan Yue disappeared after Luo Yi's death, and no one has seen him since. Perhaps, as he himself said, he has already gone to his death...
Tu Er inherited the position of Demon Lord and finally got his wish to marry Wan Ke.
Later, Tu Er and the others would occasionally think of Yong Heng, who had died. It was only when Huan Yue peered into their hearts that they learned that Yong Heng was not Lan Ze Shang Xian at all. He was just a wisp of Luo Yi's soul that had lost his memory and was wandering in the mortal world. His tribulation was Lan Jiao. When Tu Er and the others found out, they couldn't help but sigh. Luo Yi's love for Lan Jiao had truly reached the point of being obsessed.
A thousand years later,
"That's it."
Upon hearing the long-lost voice, a pure blue lotus flew out from Chu Yu's chest and transformed into a human form. With teary eyes, it rushed to Chu Yu's chest and sobbed uncontrollably.
Chu Yu slowly raised his arm and hugged the person in his arms tightly: "I'm sorry for making Liao Liao worry."
Hua hadn't shed a single tear when Chu Yu was injured and fell, but upon hearing Chu Yu's few words, she burst into tears, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances and fears she had held in her heart for the past thousand years.
"Okay, okay, if you keep crying and your eyes get swollen, then Liao Liao won't be pretty anymore."
Hua raised her tear-streaked face and choked out, "Beautiful, pretty."
Chu Yu chuckled and hugged the person in his arms a little tighter: "Alright, alright, we've already spent money on the fact that the little goddess is the most beautiful woman in the Six Realms."
A note from the author: Dear readers, thank you for your support. This is my first time writing a book, and there are many shortcomings. I am very grateful for your understanding and tolerance. I am already working on my next book, so see you then.
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