Mo Que has been reincarnated for a long time. Ever since he made a bet with Si, his soul has been put on the table.
The evil god with silver hair and golden eyes chuckled, and once again gave the black-haired savior in front of him two choices.
Become His possession, or be reincarnated again.
Mo Que closed his eyes tiredly. He could no longer remember how many times he had been reincarnated, and each time he was just a little bit close. This wicked evil god had restarted countless times when Mo Que was about to kill Him. It gave Mo Que hope, but it was broken again and again.
"You're very tired," the evil god appeared behind Mo Que.
"I have to experience separation and abandonment again and again, and lose again after gaining. I really don't want to see your pitiful tears again." The evil god leaned down and enveloped Mo Que with his tall body.
Mo Qiu said nothing, his slightly longer eyelashes hiding his thoughts.
"Are you still thinking about your ridiculous bond? You should know that you are destined to have nothing in the end, and those you love or love you will leave you." The evil god's pale fingers passed through Mo Que's hair and caressed Mo Que's thin chin.
"Give up and come to me," the evil god whispered in his ear as softly as a lover.
The sword flashed.
Mo Qiu opened his eyes, his gray eyes were indifferent.
The sword cuts through the phantom of the evil god.
"Come again"
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