Chapter 4257 Finale (1)(2/2)
"Father!"
"Master!"
"We are leaving, you must take care of yourself!"
Chi Kunlun, Zhang Chuanzong, and Ye Luochen's remnant souls came forward and all kowtowed to Zhang Ruochen.
Xiao Hei couldn't bear this kind of separation: "In the next life, Uncle Hei will pick you up personally!"
Chi Kunlun shook his head: "Uncle Hei, reincarnation is a rare practice. It is an opportunity to understand the world and everything. I don't want to come back in one life. Even if I come back, I hope that I will rely on my own good fortune to come back with the greatest perseverance.
Divine Realm.”
Ye Luochen said: "What Senior Brother Chi said is exactly what I think. If you rush through this life, wouldn't you waste the rare opportunity to understand reincarnation? A hundred lives, thousands of ups and downs, and long-term precipitation. In the future, if you step into the realm of gods, you may be able to make it.
farther."
"How can I not be gratified that you have such a spirit?"
Zhang Ruochen nodded lightly and looked at Zhang Chuanzong: "Chuanzong, what do you say?"
"All men in the Zhang family should have the courage of the eldest brother. Father... mother, I also want to try. Even if I have to be reincarnated ten thousand times, even if my soul may be lost, I want to take the path of the future by myself." Zhang Chuanzong said.
Yu Chenjing shed tears uncontrollably and wanted to scold him, but she restrained herself and just nodded desperately.
"Mother, my child is unfilial, and this life will be over."
Zhang Chuanzong kowtowed to Yu Chenjing, and then headed towards Wangchuan with Chi Kunlun and Ye Luochen.
"gone!"
Ling Feiyu's remnant soul just said this and turned around to leave.
"You can't be reincarnated for thousands of lives. In the next life, I will go and take care of you." Zhang Ruochen said.
Ling Feiyu didn't look back: "Whatever, it's not the first life after all!"
Feng Yan, Feng Xi, Han Qiu, and Xuanji Sword God all had their remaining souls left behind, and they bid farewell to Zhang Ruochen one after another.
One after another, figures disappeared into the River of Forgetfulness, submerged in the gray mist together with thousands of soul figures.
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I wrote more than 20,000 words in three days. I slept for three hours last night and finally finished it!
Let’s start updating now, one chapter of 3,000 words. However, we need to revise and adjust it, and try to make it one chapter per hour.
Chapter completed!