Glancing at his arm that had been blown to pieces, Lu Yuan sighed helplessly; at the same time, he asked with a smile:

"How about it?"

"Have you never seen such a bizarre scene?"

"What a weird ghost!"

As he spoke, Ning Rongrong, who was laughing through tears, raised his hand as if to strike, but was deliberately put down in mid-air, and the smile that had just been raised turned gloomy again.

It is clear.

She is not a qualified actor.

But it is indeed a real Ning Rongrong.

"do not Cry..."

"You always want to make it easier for me to leave, right?"

"Even if it's for me, why don't you cry?"

At this moment, although he wanted to touch the face of the little witch in front of him and wipe away her tears, Lu Yuan still restrained his thoughts; he just stood there calmly and persuaded her gently.

At the same time, his eyes moved slightly and fell on Qian Renxue.

"Can you agree to a few of my requests?"

"you say."

Although there was obvious choking in her voice, Qian Renxue still said without hesitation.

This made Lu Yuan feel happy, but also felt a touch of regret; he glanced at the two titled Douluo, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin Gu Rong, who had incomprehensible expressions, and then glanced at Bibi, whose relationship with Qian Renxue had returned to normal.

Dong et al. bluntly said:

"First, please help me take care of her."

Lu Yuan didn't know if "Xue Qinghe" had been exposed.

Therefore, this sentence is just to be wary of Ning Fengzhi.

As everyone knows...

Yu Yuanzhen is dead, and the Haotian Sect is hiding in the world. Facing the Wuhun Palace, which is in charge of three gods, even if Ning Fengzhi knows that Qian Renxue is Xue Qinghe, there seems to be no other way for him to choose!

Do you really think that Wuhun Palace, which came with great momentum, will let them leave?

It is possible if you surrender.

If you don't surrender...

Ning Fengzhi felt that these titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace would not mind letting them disappear from this world forever!

Qian Renxue nodded.

It's obvious that this "she" refers to the overly innocent girl.

"Secondly, I will leave everything to you regarding the Star Luo Empire and her..."

"You have to promise me that no matter what, her final result will not be lower than now!"

"My food, clothing, housing, transportation, cultivation, and even life must be fully guaranteed."

Click!!!

A crisp crackling sound sounded.

A long and thin crack ran up Lu Yuan's cheek along his neck; but Lu Yuan ignored it and instead spoke slightly faster to finish the sentence.

This was the promise he had given Zhu Zhuyun when he was going dark.

If he were...

He's not worried at all!

But now he is about to perish.

There is only one person like Qian Renxue who can be trusted, has the ability, and can be trusted.

And based on the harmony within the Spirit Hall, the death of Yu Xiaogang, the death of Tang Hao, and the death of Tang San, unifying the continent is almost inevitable!

but...

The case of killing heroes after unification must be guarded against!

A trace of surprise flashed across everyone's faces almost at the same time.

Obviously, he didn't expect that Lu Yuan actually had connections in the Star Luo Empire.

But only Qian Renxue knows...

That’s not just “connections”!

But the hidden power that can subvert an empire!

therefore.

Regardless of emotion or reason, she should accept it!

Seeing Qian Renxue nodding without hesitation, Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Do your best and obey destiny.

At least the other party agreed...

"Third, please take care of my place of origin, which is the Holy Soul Village, if you can."

"Fourth, if conditions permit, remember to take care of Shrek Academy."

As he spoke, Lu Yuan subconsciously laughed at himself in his heart about the complexity of his relationship.

After all, he started eating Baijia rice. Although he stopped eating Baijia rice when he had the ability, he still owed a favor after all.

As for what I promised the dean back then...

There is no resurrection after death.

After all, he broke his promise...

Qian Renxue nodded without saying a word, as if she had turned into a mechanical nodding machine.

"at last..."

"Take care of them for me."

His feet instantly exploded into pieces, and cracks spread to his forehead. He shook his head with a wry smile, and used his remaining soul power to throw a shoulder bag out of the void and hit it on the ground.

A furry little head deftly poked out from the zipper, and was immediately pushed back by a big paw; a familiar yellow-skinned squirrel appeared in front of everyone.

Um.

This is a Pikachu who follows him with his family...

Named Wade...

pity.

The two eyes of ice and fire will eventually be returned to the orcs.

It would be inappropriate for the Wade family to continue to live there.

You never know when a spirit beast will pass by and trample them to death...

Wade stared blankly at the broken master in front of him. He obviously realized something and did not resist violently. Instead, with tears in his eyes, he allowed Qian Renxue to lift him up and stuff him into his backpack.

"Make a deal, Your Majesty the Pope."

"After all, I think we have established the most basic trust between you and me."

When the conversation changed, Lu Yuan looked at Bibi Dong who was standing aside.

"Can you bring back the soul of the 100,000-year-old soft-bone rabbit you hunted back then?"

"As for the chips..."

"Can I have an ice silkworm that has been voluntarily sacrificed to you for a million years?"

Although it is not clear whether Brother Tianmeng is willing to sacrifice...

But considering that if you don’t sacrifice, you will have to wait for death...

Lu Yuan felt that Brother Tianmeng would still sacrifice.

Especially since the object of the sacrifice is a divine examiner.

Moreover...

He was not asked to sacrifice his soul.

Hearing this, not only Bibi Dong frowned, but even Di Tian who was standing beside him couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

But Bibi Dong didn't hesitate for too long, and instead took the initiative to agree after thinking for a moment.

One hundred thousand years for one million years is not a loss.
To be continued...