"Alas......"

In the depths of the palace, an old sigh sounded.

The master of the Cold Jade Palace, the king of the Nine-Tailed Kingdom, at this time, lowered his head and stood beside the old man, motionless, unable to see any expression on his face.

But from her slightly trembling shoulders, it can be seen that her mood is not calm at the moment.

The old man was like an immovable stone sculpture, sitting in the dark, looking at the crystal palace with vicissitudes of life, so that all the people in the Hanyu Palace did not dare to desecrate.

There is a coffin in the palace, and there is her in the coffin.

The young man's blood stained the petals red, stained her red, and also stained the old man's cloudy and slightly melancholy eyes.

The old man looked at the young man, at the girl lying among the petals, and did not know what he remembered, his lips did not move, but he let out a sigh again.

"It's all poor people......"

The queen's body trembled, her hands in her sleeves were clenched into fists, and her voice was filled with endless resentment: "It's all because of him, it's all ......because of him."

The old man shook his head slowly, his eyes were complicated, and he muttered, "Don't blame him, don't blame him...... He went there because of me, an old immortal, and he went there because of him. He died for him, and he died for him, and he can't be blamed......"

The queen said hatefully: "But he is still alive!"

The old man's cloudy eyes looked at the young man with tears on his face again, and in his palm, he held a piece of jade glowing with a faint blue light, and said in a low voice that seemed to be heard only by himself: "He's still alive...... Then, this fate, this fate, let him choose for himself. ”

The queen bowed her noble head, knelt on the ground, and wept, "Mother, that's my daughter." ”

The old man retracted his gaze, turned his head, looked at her kindly, and said softly: "That's also his person, and it's even more of his life, and their life...... Let him choose for himself, if you want to be happy, happy. ”

The queen's body trembled slightly, like grief and fear.

But she didn't say anything more.

After a long time, she slowly stood up, wiped the tears on her face, regained the queen's coldness again, and said, "Daughter, obey." ”

…

Crystal Palace, in front of the crystal coffin.

The boy knelt beside her, blood streaming down the floor, tears on his face, and muttering softly as if he were talking to her.

White petals, red blood.

He paid his respects with a belated whisper and his life.

When he was in tears, holding her cold little hand, pouring out everything, crawling beside her, ready to be with her forever, a figure, I don't know when, appeared on the ice platform in front of him.

The queen was wearing a plain white mopping robe, her face was cold, her eyes were squinted, and she looked at him condescendingly, still so majestic and arrogant.

"Do you want to die?"

She asked, her voice not seeming to be filled with emotion.

The boy did not look up, did not look at him, and crawled quietly beside the girl, like the shell of a dead soul, motionless.

The Queen's voice rang out again.

"You have two choices, the first is to let her fall asleep like this, and you accompany her to die together. Maybe at some time, in some world, after reincarnation, you will meet again. ”

The boy still didn't move.

"The second option is that you revive her, and then she loses the chance of reincarnation forever, and there will be no reincarnation. With this life, there is no afterlife. It's like a firework, it only shines for a moment, and from then on, it disappears forever. ”

The boy's body shuddered suddenly, and he raised his head and looked at her.

The Queen's lips began to tremble, and her voice was no longer as calm as it had been at the beginning, and she said, "I hope you ...... Choose with your heart. ”

The young man didn't choose, but looked at her and said in a trembling voice: "How to save it?"

The queen did not answer immediately, but looked at him quietly, and after a long time, Fang sighed and said, "After all, you still made this selfish choice. ”

She was silent, her eyes stayed on the corners of the girl's slightly pursed lips for a moment, Fang looked at him again, and said, "Before she died, she inspired a certain treasure that could travel through this life and the next life, and her soul did not leave, but was collected in that treasure. However, her memories and obsessions, as well as some very important things, perhaps, have gone to the afterlife. So, you need to go to the afterlife, find her afterlife, kill her, and take back all the things that Boo has to have. In this way, it is possible for Boo to be resurrected. But she will, never have an afterlife, never. ”

The young man's body trembled slightly, he stood up, and said with a pale face: "How to go? How to find her...... Her afterlife?"

The queen stared into his eyes and said, "Have you made a choice?"

The young man lowered his head, looked at the beautiful face that broke his heart, and was silent for a long time, then nodded and said, "Yes." ”

He is not selfish, he only wants to see her for the rest of his life, but he wants to destroy her for eternity.

Rather, he may have a way to make her live forever in this life and never need the next life!

Even if, even if there is no afterlife, so what?

He lives for a lifetime, and only for eternity in this life.

If she is no longer reincarnated, then he will accompany her and never reincarnate!

The queen looked at him and was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "If you want to go to the afterlife, you need to first find the twelve Zhuxian characters, awaken the sleeping soul, and then use the twelve Zhuxian characters and the treasure that can travel through the afterlife to open up the passage to the afterlife." If you go there, you'll naturally see her afterlife. Remember, you must kill her in the afterlife to save her now. ”

"By the way, Doll is the same as your choice. She has already gone to the country of Lu, where there is a Zhuxian character. ”

"But, I don't have any hope for her. ”

The boy didn't speak again.

He slowly stretched out his hand, took a white petal from the girl's hair, and held it in the palm of his hand.

Then he turned and staggered away, scarred and scented of his palms.

Outside the palace, there was no moonlight, but it was snow-white.

The night is not too dark after all.

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(End of chapter)