Yin Yiming was stunned for a moment, his sword ...... Piercing his father in the abdomen, he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, but could not dare to pull it out, and finally let go of his hand, took a few steps back, and looked up at the emperor with a panicked expression.

The emperor looked down at his stomach, he never thought that Yin Yiming would really be able to kill him.

He raised his head stupidly, looked at Yin Yiming, and said weakly in a slightly hoarse voice: "You have finally avenged your mother...... Good...... Very good...... Good ......"

As he spoke, he kept his feet steady and didn't go backwards, and finally fell on his back.

Yin Yiming's expression changed from panic to sluggishness, his hands trembled, he looked at his bloodstained hands, panting, this is his father's blood!

Although he had the blood of countless people on his hands, he never imagined that he would have so much of his father's blood on his hands.

The bright red blood made him feel great fear in his heart!

He suddenly fell to his knees with weak legs, and he didn't know how long he had been demented, but he knew that the sky had already darkened, and the night was dark, and all that was left around was the whispering of nocturnal beasts.

His sudden cry to the sky filled the silent night with desolation, and in this desolation he buried his father with his cold, trembling hands.

He hated his father for not loving him like other fathers, for not giving him a little bit of fatherly love.

He hated, hated very much, but at this moment, his father was gone, and the fatherly love he wanted again would never be there again......

Xing Wencheng looked at Yin Yiming, who had a dull face, and said, "My dear, I know that you must have a hard time. ”

As he spoke, he walked up and hugged Yin Yiming, and said, "My dear, I don't have a father anymore, I can't live without you anymore." It doesn't matter if my father was killed by you or not, it doesn't matter, even if I have nothing, at least I still have you. ”

Yin Yiming sneered, brutally pushed him away, and said, "Don't be stupid, I am your father's enemy, you should kill me to avenge your father." ”

After Xing Wencheng was pushed away, he hugged him tighter and cried: "No, I love you, I can't do it, let's not talk about it, can't we live the rest of our lives?" ”

Yin Yiming didn't push him away again, just when he thought that Yin Yiming would have a good time with him, he heard a pop into the flesh, this sound was heard in his ears very clearly, even a little harsh.

Tick!

A drop of slightly warm liquid dripped on his cheek, and he was already prepared in his heart, but he still raised his hand with a slight tremble, wiped his forehead, and then took it down to see that it was blood.

He gently let go of Yin Yiming, and looked down to see that Yin Yiming's stomach was stuck in the dagger he carried with him, and the blood flowing from his abdomen soaked his clothes.

This wound was very painful, and it was definitely fatal, but Yin Yiming didn't seem to be in pain, and even turned the dagger that stabbed him in the stomach, and Yin Yiming's face was also distorted, obviously he still felt the pain.

Only people who particularly want to die will do this.

Xing Wencheng knew that this was Yin Yiming's intention to die, and it was useless for him to say anything, so he only asked, "Why are you doing this?" ”

The corners of Yin Yiming's mouth continued to overflow with blood, as soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed, and suddenly the blood spurted out like a tide, and suddenly his face turned a lot paler, and at the same time, the center of gravity of his body also leaned back, but he tried hard to stabilize his body, and finally did not fall.

He paused for a moment and said weakly, "You are the only bloodline of the Emperor, the revival of the Star Moon Imperial City...... You ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly stiffened and fell backwards, this time, he could not stabilize his body again.

He fell to the ground, motionless, unable to move again.

After a long time, Xing Wencheng stepped forward and reached out to stroke Yin Yiming's cheek, Yin Yiming's eyes were still open, very wide, as if he had some last wish that had not been fulfilled, and he would not blink an eye.

Xing Wencheng looked into his eyes and said softly: "What you don't want to do yourself, how can you let me do it?" ”

After saying that, he got up calmly, and then left, and finally found a place that he felt was most suitable for the moon before the flower with Yin Yiming, and began to dig a pit.

He looked at the bright moon in the sky, then picked up Yin Yiming, gently put him in, and arranged his clothes and hair for him

When he saw the dagger on his stomach, he didn't pull it out, he just sighed and said, "I don't care about the revival of the Xingyue Dynasty at all, I only have you in my world, and if I can die with you like this, my life is not in vain." ”

He also tidied up his clothes, sat in, and took out a rune paper full of runes from the calm ring, he looked at the rune paper with a very gentle gaze, and said to Yin Yiming, who was lying on the ground with wide eyes: "My dear, you once said that when you are away, this rune can help me do anything, I have thought about countless pictures when using this talisman, but I didn't expect it to be really used, but it is like this." ”

There was a kind of regret in his eyes, and after sighing, he looked at the rune with a complicated expression, pinched a few tricks, and after muttering a string of unintelligible words in his mouth, he threw the rune paper up.

The rune paper suddenly burst into a dazzling light in the air, and when the rune paper landed, it was no longer the rune paper, but a person.

The rune paper has become Yin Yiming, this "Yin Yiming" was stunned when he saw the two people in the pit, probably because he didn't expect his body to die.

But then he smiled and said softly: "My dear, if there is anything you want me to do, think clearly, there is only one thing." ”

Xing Wencheng looked at the person in front of him who had exactly the same tone as Yin Yiming's previous and couldn't help but want to go up and hug him, but he couldn't help it, lay down gently, closed Yin Yiming's wide open eyes, and said gently: "My dear, you have to go slowly, I will follow soon, you must go slowly." ”

After speaking, he also lay down gently, and said to "Yin Yiming" who was standing outside the pit: "My dear, bury us together." ”

"Yin Yiming" paused for a moment, frowned, and said, "My dear, do you really want to do this?" I hope you can live well. ”

This gentle voice immediately aroused tears in Xing Wencheng's eyes, but he still smiled: "As long as I can stay with you for a long time, I am willing to do anything." ”

"Yin Yiming" gritted his teeth, seemed to have made a profound decision, and then said: "Okay! I promise you! ”

Xing Wencheng said: "Thank you." ”

"Yin Yiming" nodded, then picked up the shovel on the ground, shoveled the soil on the two of them little by little, and the soil covered the clothes of the two little by little.

Xing Wencheng smiled and closed his eyes, and Tu covered his face again, and the happiness in his heart would be maintained until he was suffocated.

When the pit was completely filled, Yin Yiming's body gradually dissipated......

Finally, a long sigh came from some direction......