The Anarchic Consort (3) LAST PART

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Chapter 1019 Wei Wei's Wish

The demonization was completed.

With the dark mist exuding from his body, Baili Jia Jue was strikingly handsome, just like the equinox flowers blooming in the magical realm.

He slightly raised his head while sucking the blood. His jawline was like a quiet water bay and huge wings abruptly spread out behind him.

Those black feathers that symbolized sin, darkness and greed fell one after another.

The devil's song was played with its melody drifting in the air along with his wings, as if it could embrace the boundless horizon of stars.

Knowing that she could not stop him anymore, Helian Wei Wei endured the pain and stretched out her arms to wrap around his waist. She tried to give him warmth, as usual, but her breath was turning weak.

At that moment, her lips were pale and only the tears in her eyes were gentle. "I want you to be blessed, happy, and no longer be alone. This is what I wished for."

Shock jolted through Baili Jia Jue upon hearing what she said!

No one had ever made such a wish for him.

He remembered the agony that he suffered when he was thrown into the Flame of Hell on the day he fell from heaven.

The real fall started at the Third Level of Hell, where the soul would be completely crushed and almost every single bone was aching.

No one had ever been considerate to him.

However, what was he thinking of at that moment?

Revenge?

Baili Jia Jue held Helian Wei Wei tight in his arms with his stiff fingers and the sparkles in his eyes started to converge gradually, forming a bloody mark.

The soft and gentle creature in his arms made him stop.

It seemed like something important was disappearing as blood gushing out from her chest.

He had never felt like this for a long time.

Lying in his arms, her once vibrant face was now deadly pale, like an obedient wooden puppet.

He used to think of destroying her countless times.

Nonetheless, he started to feel an unprecedented emptiness at the moment she lost her body temperature.

Is this feeling good or bad?

No one would restrain him anymore and his chest would not be as irritable and restless as before.

He desperately wanted to get rid of this feeling in the past and finally he did it.

She would no longer appear in front of him.

Somehow, he felt drained.

Something started to rise gradually as her blood slowly seeped through.

There was such a person who would never leave him in peace.

She was shrewd ever since she was young, wearing a kasaya that did not fit her at all and she could never get those sleeves right. Nevertheless, she loved to run around the Mountain Tenya as she carried the water. She looked nothing like a little shami.