Chapter One Thousand and Fifty-Seven

Ye Weiran heard the voice behind him, turned his head and smiled, the sharpness in his eyes softened: "Long time no see, ghost doctor." ”

At that moment, the old man with the mask couldn't help but burst into tears, and knelt on the ground with trembling knees: "King! ”

After the hoarse shout, the ghost doctor reverently prostrate in the air, low and dumb, not knowing what it was.

Ye Weiran did not have the slightest impatience, with a little tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes, and listened to him carefully.

No one dared to interrupt this harmonious scene with a loud voice, even if the white-haired old man cried extremely miserably, and the sound of snotting came from afar.

The gods could only feel the pressure on themselves, and the sadness that emanated from the old man's body.

Prince Long stood there, his face getting paler and paler, and he understood all the words of the old man word for word.

"King, why did you come back, we have been waiting for you for a long time, and I am the only one left for a long time......"

"Wang, the dead woman Blue Butterfly ran away, she is going to look for you, have you seen the dead woman?"

"King, the prince is gone, and we can't find him anywhere, is he naughty and looking for his prostitution?"

"King, the world is shattered, the ancient god realm has been annihilated, we have activated the city protection array according to your orders, and banished Mocheng to Zheng in the gap of time and space"

"But there was a beast that followed us for a long time, and it tore through our protective array, and many of our brothers were eaten by it, and Ava was swept into the turbulence of time and space with it."

"Wang, I thought we would never be able to wait for you to come back."

"Wang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you entrusted the entire Mocheng to me, but I didn't keep it."

"King, everyone is dead, why am I the only one left alive?"

"Wang, shall I ever see you again?"

"Wang, am I too useless?"

……

He shouted one after another, taking this old man, the pain and despair of this desert city for hundreds of millions of years.

For hundreds of millions of years, waiting for a person who doesn't know if he can come back, he has to watch the people around him die one by one.

They may die in the turbulence of space, or in the mouth of the beast, or they may naturally die in the desert city.

But in the end, only this old man remained, he was not an old man, but in hundreds of millions of years of time, he slowly became an old man, and he has been waiting lonely.

With a gentle smile, a silver light scattered from her palm, surrounding the ghost doctor's body.

The withered bones in his body slowly recovered, and the thinning hair slowly turned back to the black and lush of his prime.

The rickety's body slowly became straight, and the blood-stained clothes changed back to their original appearance.

The scarred body was also restored to its best time, and the ghost doctor reverently bathed in this silver light, and there were fine tears in the corners of his eyes.

However, he finally saw his king, and the emotions suppressed in his heart completely exploded, and what supported him until now was that he still wanted to see the king, and loudly scolded this woman who didn't keep her promises, why she never came back.

But now, he saw that Ye Weiran was gone, and his faith was gone, no matter how much divine power Ye Weiran instilled in his body, it was useless.

He really wanted to go with his brothers and complain to them, but he was too tired to be left alone.

"Ghost doctor, don't you want to see my child? Don't you want to see the blue butterfly, she's been floating here alone for so long, don't you see her? ”