After I Got Pregnant With The Hero’S Baby, I Ran Away With The Ball. Chapter 89

The process of becoming a saint was easier than Wei Lin imagined, and it was not in vain that he spent so many years of effort.

The divine light that pierced the sky gradually receded. The moment the golden light of merit fell, the formation had lost the meaning of its existence.The Taihua Mountains, known as the Hundred Thousand Mountains, are now in a state of chaos.The rocks collapsed, the lakes dried up, and the Ghost Valley was buried underneath the collapsed mountains.

Looking around, beyond the Taihua Mountains, there is a scene of broken mountains and rivers.

Everything in front of him was caused by Wei Lin, but he didn’t feel any guilt in his heart.

The moment he became a saint, all his emotions and feelings faded away, and all the entanglements of cause and effect were cut off at that moment, as if there was nothing or anyone worth caring about in this world.

He returned to the ground again. Within the broken formation, most of the dozens of loose immortals who were regarded as the formation’s eyes had died due to loss of cultivation and spiritual power. Only a few stubborn ones were left to hold on for the last breath, including Xing Siming.

Xing Siming was lying on the muddy ground, and his usually spotless white clothes had been so contaminated by the mud that he couldn’t even see their original appearance.The handsome and elegant facial features are also covered with wrinkles and age spots, and the black hair like splashing ink has turned gray and rough. How can there be any trace of the aloof and relegated immortal look?

Wei Lin hung in front of him, his slightly drooped golden eyes were extremely calm. He asked Xing Siming: Do you regret it?

Xing Siming rolled his cloudy eyes with difficulty, he opened and closed his lips, and his throat made a hoarse sound, unable to utter a complete sentence.

“Regret later?” He asked self-deprecatingly, then pulled his dry and chapped lips and smiled: “Haha… what I regret most… is not killing you.”

Wei Lin was sullen and noncommittal.

Xing Siming didn’t want to say anything about his failure. He struggled to hold up his upper body, but when he was about to stabilize, he was stepped back by Wei Lin.

Wei Lin stepped on his chest and said expressionlessly: “Moths should stay in the mud.”

Xing Siming’s bloodshot eyes widened, and his chest rose and fell rapidly, showing his anger.

Wei Lin had no intention of showing off his victory to him, but just wanted to see how embarrassed he was now.He said that one day he would avenge Duan Liqing.

Xing Siming’s fate was a foregone conclusion. Wei Lin turned around and wanted to leave, but when he was about to leave, someone grabbed him tightly by the corner of his clothes.

He turned sideways and looked down at Xing Siming, who was already dying and gray-haired.

I saw Xing Siming clutching the hem of his clothes tightly, and making a hoarse and rough voice from his throat: “Li… Li Qing… give it back to me…”

On the verge of death, this man who had taken advantage of Duan Liqing to the extreme wanted to see her. How ironic.

Wei Lin crossed his arms and pursed his lips.Xing Siming should be glad that he no longer has seven emotions and six desires, otherwise it would not be as simple as letting him die of old age.

Wei Lin stared at him and stretched out his hand for a long time. A translucent red bird circled and danced in his palm.

The moment the person lying on the ground saw Suzaku, his pupils shrank violently, and he stretched out his hands to grab it, but he couldn’t even stand up, let alone grab something from the hands of a saint.

He stretched out his hand and said over and over again: “Give it back to me…”

Wei Lin clasped his hands and looked at him indifferently.

When he killed Duan Liqing, he had no hesitation, split her soul into two and sealed her in the far north without mercy, and when he refined her soul, he showed no remorse. Now, why do you act so affectionate when you are about to die?

Belated affection is worse than grass.

Wei Lin felt that talking nonsense to him was a waste of time. He turned around and left those eyes full of unwillingness and hatred behind him.

In the sky above Mount Taihua, the five-color divine light has receded, but the white hole above the sky still exists.

Wei Lin raised his head slightly and looked at the vast land, his eyes neither sad nor happy, as if there would never be any waves in the Dead Sea.

Although Wei Lin has become a saint, he does not have the magical powers of Pangu. Fortunately, although the prehistoric land has returned to chaos, he only needs to separate the energy of chaos and the energy of Hongmeng, and does not need to reopen the sky.

It is more difficult to separate the prehistoric world from this world than to separate the energy of chaos and carve out a new world.

The monsters from Gui Valley who have completed their mission have already rushed back to Gui Valley. Kunpeng in Zhongzhou came back the fastest.The four mythical beasts scattered in four directions will take a lot of time, especially Nanling, which is farthest from the Taihua Mountains.

From Nanling to Taihua Mountain, it would take a day to travel day and night at the fastest speed.

Kunpeng and Wei Lin both knew this. When Kunpeng flew to Wei Lin, he reminded Wei Lin: “You’d better hurry up. I promised to help you lie to him, but if he sees you die with his own eyes, then I can’t help you.”

Wei Lin’s emotions and causes and effects have been cut off, but when he thinks of Duan Xi, his heart still stings uncontrollably.

He lowered his eyes, “It doesn’t matter.”

He was confident that he could split the two worlds before Duan Xi came back. Even if Duan Xi watched him die, he was ready to say something.

His position as a saint came unjustly and was calculated. It is impossible for Heaven to suffer such a humiliating loss.After separating this world from the prehistoric world, Heaven will definitely kill him directly when he is at his weakest.

So… Duan Xi may not have the chance to see him for the last time.

Kunpeng looked at him hesitantly, but for a long time he still couldn’t say what he wanted to say.

Wei Lin had been locked up for more than half a year, and everything was learned through Kunpeng’s mouth.He didn’t know the details of what happened outside, let alone how many things Duan Xi and Lingxi had secretly done to keep him alive.

Kunpeng could understand what Wei Lin did, but he couldn’t understand that he was using Duan Xi’s feelings for him.

Although he was released by Wei Lin and there was a contract between them, Kunpeng still wanted to complain about Duan Xi.Looking at Duan Xi, he remembered himself when he had been foolishly deceived by Bai Ze.

It was said that it was to prevent him from dying under the thunder of heaven like other monsters, but how could Bai Ze know that he had been sealed in the dark sea for tens of millions of years. The boundless loneliness almost destroyed his will, and the shackles on his body made him unable to breathe.

For countless days and nights, he thought about dying, but he wanted to ask Bai Ze for an explanation as to why his obsession with himself kept him alive.

It wasn’t until the day Wei Lin released him that he understood Bai Ze’s intention, but so what?He would rather die in battle with Taiyi, even if he is killed by the way of heaven, than linger like this.

Wei Lin and Bai Ze are actually the same people, with the same selfishness and self-righteousness. They impose their own decisions on others without authorization, but never care about the wishes of the parties involved.

He could see clearly that Duan Xi didn’t actually want much, he just wanted Wei Lin to be honest with him, even if he knew he was being used, he was happy with it, but Wei Lin couldn’t do it.

Looking at Wei Lin who had left him and flew towards the entrance of the primitive world, he still did not say this after all.

People always have to bear the consequences for what they do. What will happen between Wei Lin and Duan Xi in the end is all a matter between them. Why should he care so much about others?

Looking at the almost invisible figure, Kunpeng sighed.

The white jade tablet in Zifu exudes a warm white halo, just like its owner when he was alive. It looks gentle and clear, but in fact, once you get close and touch it, you will be chilled by the hidden chill.

The author has something to say: Xing Siming: I will kill you, extract your soul, seal and refine you, and use you as a murderous knife, but I love you.

Wei Lin/Duan Xi: hetui!

It will be over in four chapters at most.Regarding the extras, I can’t describe them. There are no extras for the daily life of raising a cub, but there will be extras for the cubs alone. There are also extras for Weilin’s crematorium.

Finally, I am collecting a Zaizai name online. I have been thinking about it for a few days, but it doesn’t sound good QAQ