Luo Wannian said calmly: "Are you going to destroy it and avoid future troubles forever?"

"Of course, no."

Gu Han sighed, and carefully and slowly opened his palm. In his palm lay a wisp of transparent flame that was much thinner than a hair.

Ah Jian!

Now, he only has this wisp of true soul fire left.

"It's hard for you."

Luo Wannian sighed with emotion: "I would rather die than try my best to protect a ray of his true spirit."

"Each other."

Gu Han smiled and didn't say much.

The big hand gently stroked it, and A Jian's true soul fire instantly disappeared into the small branch. With a gentle push from him, it disappeared into the endless white light.

A tree.

I will never hit you again, and I won't have the chance to hit you again.

So far.

His last remaining strength was completely exhausted!

The moment when the power is exhausted.

His body was like a rock that had been weathered for millions of years, constantly weathering and dissipating.

"Leave this power behind."

Luo Wannian did not stop him, but reminded him: "You can die later."

"It's not necessary."

Gu Han smiled, looking in the direction where the small branch disappeared, and his voice was very soft.

"The future cannot be without Ashu."
Chapter completed!