Shui Lang's heart realm has been improved, the whole person feels a lot lighter, and it turns out to be so beautiful to unload the burden in his heart, which is far better than the feeling of killing the wooden bridge, killing him is nothing more than an instant pleasure, and forgiving him is a joy that haunts him for a long time

"I want you to remember me. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "After speaking, the wooden bridge machine pushed the dagger in his hand to his chest, which was the dagger that Mizuro was holding

This is equivalent to him killing himself with the help of Shui Lang's hand

Shui Lang looked at the choice made by Mu Qiaoqi in surprise, I have already let you go, why should you be like this, it turns out that the person who did not really let go is you, not me Shui Lang looked at him puzzled.

His cheeks were even older, his temples were paler, his hair had turned from gray to white, and the wrinkles in his eyes began to increase, no longer the original crane-haired face, and his forehead was wrinkled

And at this time, Shui Lang felt a force transmitted to him, that is, the hilt of the knife in his chest

No, not death, but inheritance

Shui Lang suddenly realized

By the time he did, it was too late

"Wooden bridge, you" Shui Lang's hand immediately broke free, and at this time, the wooden bridge device had already transmitted two-thirds of his spiritual power to Shui Lang, so he was so old

And Shui Lang, rejuvenated, facial features are more refined, complexion is warmer, body is lighter, perception is keen, soul is more thorough, and the most important thing is that the spiritual power in the body increases rapidly, although it can't be turned into his own spiritual power immediately, but this is like a green mountain, a little bit of digging, will become his own firewood, and it is only a matter of time before he finally turns into his own spiritual power.

The wooden bridge device wants to give him everything, and then he dies like this, so that Yu Niang can remember herself forever.

Although this is a bit cautious, he really wants Yu Niang to remember him.

Unexpectedly, only two-thirds of the transmission was discovered and interrupted by him.

However, he couldn't continue, Mu Qiaoqi took the herbs he refined for many years, and forced his body to have such a method, he quietly took the medicine, and endured the pain and suffering caused by taking the medicine, hoping that one day he could meet Shui Lang and teach him his lifelong spiritual power.

Finally here, this day.

Only the body of the person who once loved each other, and the person who still loves deeply, can accept it, and it is not just just one person who can withstand this spiritual power transmission

Although Shui Lang didn't know the hardships involved, he knew that he had passed on his spiritual power to himself.

"Wooden bridge, why do you have to forgive you." Shui Lang frowned, he didn't want his spiritual power, so his breath would merge with his own breath, Shui Lang wanted to completely erase his memory, all, all.

"That's what I want." The wooden bridge smiled. Although he has aged a lot now, he still has enough spiritual power to support himself to live.

"I haven't forgiven myself yet. Worry about me, I won't die. It's just that the spiritual power is a little worse, but as long as I go deep into the simple and don't provoke powerful people, I will be alive and have the opportunity to continue to cultivate spiritual power. He didn't care, he was very happy that his spiritual power could once again be integrated with Shui Lang's and used by him, as if the two of them were together again.

In fact, he knew that they would never really be together.

Time has passed, time has passed.

However, he loved the feeling that spiritual power fusion brought to him, and it could bring back countless memories full of happiness.

Mu Qiaoqi smiled and looked at the slightly angry Shui Lang, hehe, my fish girl, you were like this at the beginning, but it was more charming, and now you are handsome

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