I decided to give up further revenge on the man. 「」

This seemed to untie a shackle in my heart, and it wasn't long before I broke through the bottleneck that I had been shackled for a long time, and I pronounced the thousand, fourteenth syllable of the devil's real name.

This means that I have begun to reach the peak of the highest level of power of mortals, and the power of ordinary humans can no longer restrain me, and only the possessor of mysterious power of the same level can threaten an existence like me.

With the witch's intuition, I suspected that the breakthrough had something to do with the recent mood transformation, so I asked the devil.

[Hatred is a kind of evil thought, your evil thoughts are reduced, and the soul becomes pure, so the difficulty of reading my real name is reduced. The devil replied, seemingly unhappy.

I know very well what this is going on, witches rely on evil thoughts and psychic loopholes to attack others, and there are all kinds of evil thoughts and resentments on their bodies all the time.

The longer a witch lives, the more evil thoughts she has, and the more difficult it is for her to go further—even if the means and power she possesses grows over time, it does not mean that she is advancing further.

It is not unique to have a soul purified after becoming a witch like me, but it is definitely rare.

I'm glad that my heart, which was somewhat resentful about letting go of my hatred, has now completely calmed down.

After the strength soared, the trip to the trade fair in the secret land was very smooth, I gained a lot of money, and I accidentally got a mysterious treasure map about the ancient witch. 「」

After all the verification, I was sure of the authenticity of the treasure map.

I was very happy, but at this time my strength was not good, so I actively and secretly funded. I plan to open the treasure after I have seven or eight points of confidence in my strength.

Men don't know how they have changed to me. But it seems that after I got better, he was also a little happier and his temper became less irritable.

However, this qiē has nothing to do with me, the man still did not stop the pace of the expedition, I followed him to conquer the north and south, but I became more and more indifferent to his affairs.

As in the old analogy, sooner or later we will become two intersecting lines, and after a brief period of convergence, we will travel farther and farther.

……

The decade is coming.

After another lingering love. My visions whispered to the man in his arms, and once again reluctantly but firmly rejected the man's request for me to stay.

This is the eighteenth time that the man has mentioned it in recent years. And for the last time.

I had the illusion of drinking the wine that had been served as a midnight snack, and then falling asleep in the arms of the man.

On the rim of the glass that accompanied the table wine, there was a strong voodoo smear that even I couldn't detect. 「」

The real me is standing on the edge of the bed, and the man is holding my illusion on the bed, but he can't see my real being.

The man painted the beautiful woman's serene face over and over again, staring at her deeply, muttering words that I couldn't hear clearly. It seems that he can't feel the gradual hypothermia of the body in his arms at all.

The man did not weep bitterly. I just stared at the sleeping face in front of me, and it took a long time to wake up.

I watched him get up in a trance, holding the stiff corpse in his arms. After groping around at the head of the bed for a while, he opened a secret passage in the room and walked down with the corpse in his arms.

At the end of the secret passage is a woman's boudoir, which is very well furnished, but it contains a lot of large pieces of cold ice, and even the tables, chairs, and utensils in the room are all carved with cold ice, and wrapped in beautiful pigments and fabrics, which is almost indistinguishable from the real thing, and is vivid.

In place of the bed was a large, transparent ice coffin, which was piled up with mountains of expensive and rot-resistant spices, on which my visions were laid flat by the man, surrounded by many objects that I usually liked to play with and the ornaments and jewels he had given me.

The man stayed in the ice room for a long time in front of my "remains", so long that I almost wondered if he was going to be martyred with "me", so he slowly moved, pushed the lid of the ice coffin, and left the ice room without hesitation.

I waited for a moment, dispelled the illusion, and placed a fake skeleton in the ice coffin.

[He treats you like this, you really don't retaliate against him, just leave like this? ] My devil has tirelessly provoked me countless times. 「」

[He is destined to be lonely all his life, no one can believe it, the more rights, the more lonely and suspicious he is...... This is the best ending for him. I replied.

He's already someone who has nothing to do with me.

In the first half of my life, I tirelessly fought against him and entangled repeatedly, but at this time, I had already woken up to the fact that once I no longer put him in my heart, without love or hate, then no matter how he treated "me", it had nothing to do with me.

My father is already dying, and I replaced him with an accidental fake death half a year ago, and placed him in a small and quiet village, arranging for good people to take care of him in his old age.

and then use the illusion to perform the last scene, so that the man can see "me" die in his arms with his own eyes, and cut off the last worries-

I'm truly free!

……

Seventy years have passed.

For 70 years, this war-torn land has gone through a history of division - reunification, then division - reunification again.

After his death forty-six years ago, the kingdom he had established was once again divided by the struggle of his "children" for the throne, and another force arose, as if repeating the legend of his founding dynasty, reuniting this long-suffering land and replacing the short-lived dynasty he had established. 「」

I didn't see a man die with my own eyes.

After a long retreat, I re-entered the WTO, and it was only after the resumption of war and the news that had spread all over the world that I learned the news.

As a result, the man who had been lost for a long time and had long been buried deep in the depths of my memory was recalled by me again.

Out of a psychology that I couldn't figure out, I entered the man's mausoleum.

It was a double-tiered mausoleum, the upper layer of the mausoleum used to hide people's ears and eyes had long been destroyed, and the lower layer of the real mausoleum had not been entered by anyone.

It is as if when that man built the mausoleum for himself, he had already predicted that his dynasty would not last long, and that it would disappear in a short time after his death.

In the real mausoleum, the main burial chamber is surrounded by the burial chambers of his women. But the coffin in the main burial chamber was empty, and only a complete set of imperial robes was placed inside. But there were no corpses in it.

Originally, I wanted to come to pay homage with nostalgia, but when I encountered this situation, I couldn't cry or laugh, and while sighing, I went to see the tomb of his woman, and strangely did not find a mausoleum that belonged to "me"-

This can't help but remind me of a place.

So I went back to that place. 「」

It has become a summer palace for him, and even the secret passages have been widened a lot, hidden in the palace rooms. Unobtrusive.

Open the secret passage, and the dry and cold air rushes in. The new traps in the passage confirmed my suspicions, as if some kind of proof.

I didn't break the trap and avoided the traps to enter the inner chamber.

The ice coffin where "I" was originally placed was gone, replaced by an even larger black coffin.

My hand just touched the black coffin --

"You dare to come back!" A low, angry male voice sounded, incredibly familiar, "You deceitful witch......"

A translucent shadow appeared on the coffin, and the angry love was full of the king's coercion. It's as if it's right in front of you. I couldn't help but take a step back.

My heel touched something, and suddenly my feet were empty, and I fell sharply. The cracked floor closes overhead.

“…… Even if I die, I'm going to let you stay with me......"

The man's voice came faintly through the stone slab above, muffled with satisfaction.

I hung in mid-air.

Not far from the foot is a huge icicle, the icicle is sealed with wisps of blue flames, surrounded by the ghostly fire, a figure in the emperor's crown is frozen in it, and the shadow is full of shadows.

- I was frightened by a false vision!

This man really holds a grudge, I deceived him with illusions for many years, and he repaid me in this way, deceiving me into falling and dying with him.

What a man!

I have been fighting all my life, fighting to the death, and let his "children" fight, and they are also fighting with me tirelessly!

I couldn't help but laugh, oblivious to the blue flames that were surrounding me.

The blue flames stained my robes, and I saluted the shadow that awaited me in the icicles.

"Goodbye!"

- Never again!

……

Thirteen years and thirteen years passed.

"It's here!"

I unfolded the treasure map in my hand.

This picture has been in my hands for nearly a hundred years, and I have never given up the intention of cracking it to open the treasure, and it seems that there is a guide of fate in the dark, so that I must see the true face of the treasure with my own eyes.

Following the guidance of the treasure map, I entered a ruined and abandoned witch realm and opened a white tower hidden in it.

The opening of the White Tower caused a great commotion, attracting the covetousness of other witches and secret powers.

The call in my heart became evident and guided me upward.

I raced against time to reach the top of the tower.

If it weren't for the fact that I had been preparing for this secret realm for nearly a hundred years, and had survived several near-deaths during this period, I would have almost been buried in this terrifying secret realm.

Even so, someone of great power arrived at the same time as me, and saw three things in the center of the tower.

As if there was a tacit understanding, I rushed out at the same time as the other two powerful beings to snatch the three treasures floating in the air.

A piece of silk that emitted yellow light was in my hand, and the call in my heart reached the extreme, almost manifesting.

Driven by that strange call, I completely forgot about my situation, and looked down at the silk silk in my hand, and the handwriting on it was imprinted in my eyes!

It was a kind of writing that I had never seen before, but it was as familiar as my siblings, as if I had known it countless times ago, and the feeling that went straight to my heart brought tears to my eyes, as if countless reincarnations were just waiting to meet it again.

……

[My compatriots, when you see this text, there is no need to ask who I am, my will is free and the will of the mage! If you want to find a way to Babylon, my hint to you is: lowercase letters. 】……

Countless familiar and strange, lifetime-by-lifetime memories suddenly emerged, and I traced back to the original life, my soul, my name.

I, yes, Lin, Ann! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. )