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Chapter 1765 — Severing Love, Ending Hatred

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The Crimson Emperor smiled: "Is the Li Youran I loved still here? " The Wrathful Wisdom King's ferocious visage gradually changed, gradually restored to the handsome Li Youran of those years, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, he is still here.

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. " The Crimson Emperor Qi Xiayu was content in heart and mind, and slowly closed her eyes. "From love come sorrow and fear; apart from love, no sorrow, and where then is fear?

" Li Youran held her, sitting cross-legged, and murmured: "Therefore cling not to love, for parting from love is suffering.

If there be neither love nor hate, then is one unshackled. . .

Unshackled—so hard. I am not Indra, not.

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If there be a next life.

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" "Senior Brother Zhankong, the King Buddha has entered parinirvana," a Buddha said, casting down his precept blade and addressing the approaching Tathagata Zhankong. The Tathagata Zhankong pressed his palms together, bowed to Li Youran, and turned to tend to others.