Chapter 45 (3)

"Libo......" Fang Luo gently pushed open the kitchen door, tears filled his immature face, he looked at Hong Qianjun who fell to the ground, and couldn't help hugging his forehead tightly, a drop of divine consciousness was condensed in his mind.

Divine Consciousness, the sea of Divine Consciousness that can only be born by breaking through the power of the realm of life cultivation, actually appeared in Fang Luo's mind at dusk, even if it was only a drop, it was enough to shock the world and make the mortal dust boil.

"Young master..."Until now, Hong Qianjun also knew that Fang Luo was the young master who had left home, he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, but there was a light in his eyes, which contained a kind of love, that was a kind of expectation, that was a kind of hope, that was a kind of... Reluctant.

This kind of gaze made Fang Luo's heart tremble violently again, and his godless eyes surged again,

"Haha! Fate makes people, whether you agree with it or not! The future story will be continued by you, maybe in the near future, there will be another storyteller..."Libo's dim eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed Fang Luo's arm tightly, showing strong reluctance in his eyes, "Please let me last again... Call you young master!"

"Leave me alone... I know my current situation, don't let the three families of Qingchi notice that the young master is here, you are the young master who has left home! You are the hope of Dong Geng! Also, you are too... Leave!"

"Libo..."Fang Luo choked up, his memories slammed like a flood, turning into monstrous waves, and fragments of past memories kept flashing.

The old man in his memory was smiling and coaxing the baby in his arms.

Broken...

"Let's go... Let's go... Let's move towards the future, if you can't take revenge, you don't need to be clinging... Because... You are my eternal little master..."Libo smiled lovingly, but his eyes became darker and darker, and he raised his hand, wanting to soothe the crying Fang Luo like he did when he was a child.

Fang Luo's tears were flowing, but at this moment, he laughed, looked at Libo's slowly stretched out hand, and laughed...

Syllable!

It's just that...

Libo's hand suddenly hung down weakly, and his eyes lost their luster at this moment.

"Ahh

Impacting Fang Luo's mind, it seemed that a seed gradually ruptured, tearing through the darkness, and his divine consciousness gradually turned purple, a mandala flower swayed, taking root in Fang Luo's divine consciousness, and the light on it seemed to guide the confused living to the other side...

The dead are gone, but the living will bear great sorrow......

"Leave the uncle... Leave Bo!" Fang Luo's ten fingers were tightly embedded in his palm, blood flowed down, and he regretted, "If I hadn't looked for Libo, he wouldn't have died... It's my fault!"

Yes!

Fang Luo looked up to the sky and roared! Like a wounded lone wolf.

I hate, hate!

"Aoi family, Mang family, and... Fang family! It's not a good day!!"

Pay attention to the official QQ public account "17K Novel Network" (ID: love17k), read the latest chapters first, and grasp the latest information at any time