Chapter 5289
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The man had already raised his hand and made a gesture to stop them.
Those seventeen to eighteen people were helpless as they swallowed all the words they wanted to say.
"The Illusory Clan cannot be left without anyone." The man's voice was as calm as his expression, "You are the last hope of the Illusory Clan, live on."
The woman behind and the man who was closest to him revealed a complicated expression.
As though she couldn't hold it in any longer, the woman clenched her fists tightly as she said, "Young Lord, you are the last hope of the Illusory Clan. If anything happens to you, where will you place the Illusory Clan, and where will you place us?"
They could even abandon the Princess of the Illusory Clan for their Young Lord.
But now, Young Lord wanted to abandon them.
Was there any possibility for their Illusory Clan to revive?!
The man's cold and emotionless expression was slightly moved after the woman finished her words.
He glanced sideways and finally fixed his vision on the woman.
But there was still no fluctuation of emotions in his eyes.
"Huan Luo, bring the people of the Illusory Clan and leave God Realm. Find a place to live well ….."
His voice, like the expression on his face, didn't fluctuate much.
"As for the revenge of the Illusory Clan, I believe …. Ye Qing Luo will definitely be able to take revenge for the Illusory Clan."
Huan Luo's voice choked as her beautiful little face turned extremely pale.
Her little hands clenched tightly as her throat was a little dry, "Has Young Lord already decided to abandon us?"
The man …. Zhu Wu Xin's eyes moved slightly as he swept past the ten over Illusory Clan's people in front of him.
He was also the last person left in the Illusory Clan.
"In the past, for me, every single day was for the sake of revenge."
"I have never been happy, nor have I ever grumbled. Because, this is my destiny. "
"But …. ever since I met that woman who could bring me warmth, everything is no longer the same."
"The reason for my survival, has one more."
The man's voice was very soft and after he finished his words, he paused for a long time.
As though he was deliberating over his next words.
Or as though he was thinking of that woman.
Even that cold and emotionless face showed some gentleness.
He even directly used "I" and not "this Young Lord".
This was enough to tell.
That young lady called "Ye Qing Luo", in his heart, what kind of important position did she hold?
"I don't want to make myself regret it."
He stared at the desolate mountain range in front of him, his eyes as calm as still water.
But on that pale and cold face, one could faintly see the ripples between his brows.
"I want to live for myself for once."
Just once …
The Illusion clansmen were silent for a while.
Looking at the back view of the Young Master, who was covered in a cold aura but also exuded a sense of loneliness.
They couldn't say a single word to stop him.
They knew this the best …
Their Young Master had suffered a lot to revive the Illusory Race.
Their Young Master had been living for the Illusory Tribe since he was born.
Because he knew his mission.
Their Young Master had never said anything against them.
All this while, he had always kept his identity in mind and his goal in mind.
Everyone's throat tightened, and in the end, it turned into a deep sigh.
Huan Luo's lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Zhu Wuxin slowly brushed away the hand on his wrist. His expression was calm, his tone indifferent. "You can go back."
Saying that.
He lifted his feet and walked towards the Uninhabited Mountain.
He had just taken two steps.
He heard a melodious bell-like voice coming from his back, with a hint of anger, "Zhu Wuxin, stop right there!"
Trash Seventh Young Mistress: Lord Di Zun, please be gentler with your love. Trash Seventh Young Mistress: Lord Di Zun, please be gentler with your love.
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