Di Yuan must die!

Yang Zhaowen could feel Ji Le's will.

Ji Le allowed Di Yuan and Yang Zhaowen to meet and resolve their grievances over the years. But for the sake of Xia Guo's casualties over the years, Di Yuan must give an explanation with his death.

The only thing Ji Le can do is to give Di Yuan a decent way to die and separate her before and after her death:

Mrs. Di died decades ago, and the pregnant woman dies today.

The two stared at each other, silent.

The wood is already in the boat, and there is no room for manoeuvre.

And with the appearance of Yang Zhaowen and the appearance of his three children, the anger in Di Yuan's heart is gradually melting.

Anger and resentment are the foundation of her existence. Now, with the unraveling of the obsession of the heart, the fundamentals of dependence on the world are dissipating little by little.

Suddenly, Yang Zhaowen stretched out his arms and showed a calm and bright smile: "Before I was alive, you and I confronted each other for the last time, and you didn't stab that sword after all." Now, here's a chance for you. ”

"Oh," Di Yuan sneered, "This is your grandson's body." ”

"He can't die, His Highness will protect him. The only one who really died was my remnant soul. ”

The flames around Yang Zhaowen paused for a moment, and then ignited again, continuing to burn and jump.

Di Yuan's face changed slightly, and she realized Yang Zhaowen's state at the moment: "Your father-son inheritance is a curse cast by burning your own soul."

Yang Zhaowen nodded: "I know I can't hide it from you." The mantra itself is to use the soul as a firewood and integrate it into the body of the descendant to ensure his peace for the rest of his life. The source of the spell is my soul. Now that my great-grandchildren are about to be born, my soul will naturally not be able to hold on. ”

"That's why you're willing to let me kill you"

Yang Zhaowen shook his head: "That's not the case. This incident started because of me, and no matter what state I am, I always have to give an explanation to the victims. ”

"Although the ladies of Yuandie, Shaohe and You'an are silent, they may not have no hatred and resentment towards me. It's just that under the shackles of emotion and responsibility, they don't blame me directly. ”

Yang Zhaowen smiled bitterly: "In fact, if you are like you, confronting me head-on, it will make me feel better." ”

At least in this way, someone makes it clear to themselves that they are committing a crime, and not a so-called "hero" who sacrifices his descendants in a righteous manner.

"There must be an end to this matter. Rather than let me, the culprit, die quietly, it is better to borrow your hand and put an end to all of this. ”

"......" Di Yuan's eyes were complicated, and she quietly looked at the man in front of her.

In your lifetime, you fulfilled your righteousness. When you die, do you want me to see you off for the last time?

"Do you still remember what you said to me back then" Yang Zhaowen: "That day, I was wearing a plain crown, and you came over to read me a poem." ”

Di Yuan's heart trembled, and he said quietly: "I saw that Su Guan was thorny, and he was tired. ”

I am fortunate to see you wearing a white crown and observing the appearance of a gentleman who is polite and ceremonial. But your body is so thin and haggard, is it because of the gift to your sister, or because you are tired from busy state affairs.

On the same day, Yang Zhaowen fell ill due to overwork. Di Yuan, as a well-known witch in the Spirit Palace, came to help him diagnose and treat. Seeing his haggard appearance, he unconsciously groaned softly.

"I am sad and sad when I see plain clothes, and I talk about returning with my son. Yang Zhaowen smiled freely, recited the last sentence, and couldn't help but think of that day.

Think about it carefully, the reason why I married Di Yuan is also related to this poem.

I am fortunate to see you wearing white clothes and ceremonies, and I can't help but grieve and grieve, so I want to go all the way back with you.

It was this sentence that really made Yang Zhaowen face up to this little sister hiding behind his husband and wife.

That's when the idea of supporting each other began.

Di Yuan saw Yang Zhaowen's expression, and a trace of sadness flashed on her face. The right hand unfolded, and the remaining spiritual power condensed into a sharp lightsaber.

"When I see Su Yunxi, my heart is full of joy, and I talk with my son. With these words, the cold and cold sword light pierced through the flames and pierced into Yang Zhaowen's body.

But the strange thing is that this sword did not hurt Yang Ke's body, but smashed Yang Zhaowen's spirit core and completely destroyed his soul.

Plop –

In the flames, Yang Ke's body fell to the ground, leaving only a thin figure in plain white clothes.

Plain crown and white clothes, a gentleman is polite.

The breeze blew through the bamboo forest, and the two stood opposite each other, returning to the scene of that day in a trance.

My heart is full of knots, and I talk like a child. This sentence is not only what Di Yuan chanted back then, but also her last feeling now.

My heart is sad, and I am willing to be one with you. Sorrow is the same, hurt is together, life and death depend on you.

However, the vow was broken by the duo soon after.

In order to protect his young wife, Yang Zhaowen chose to take it on his own.

Under the double blow of the pain of hurting her son and her husband's betrayal, Di Yuan angrily drew her sword against her.

At that moment, both of them forgot the promise they had made.

The sword light shattered the spiritual core, and Yang Zhaowen felt the disappearance of the spiritual power in his body. At this time, he slowly stretched out his hand, as he did that day, and gently stroked Di Yuan's hair:

"Summer days, winter nights. After the age of 100, he returns to his home.

Winter nights, summer days. After the age of 100, it will be returned to its chamber. ”

Summer and winter nights rotate endlessly, and the 100-year-old universe repeats itself, and one day we will reunite in one place, and you and I will go to Huangquan together.

Yang Zhaowen was unable to save Di Yuan from Ji Le's hands, and with Di Yuan's resentment dissipating today, the time of death had come. All he could do was to die with Di Yuan today to bring this matter to a successful conclusion.

The flames flowed along Yang Zhaowen's hand, gradually igniting Di Yuan's soul. As her resentment dissipated, her spirit became unstable. With the divine fire ignited by Yang Zhaowen, his figure gradually faded.

"Life is the same, death is the same. You're both perfect, but the others are done."

On the ground, "Yang Ke" got up, and Ji Le manipulated the body of the monarch and walked to the edge of the bamboo forest.

At this time, Yang Zhaowen's other two ladies sensed it and also came to the edge of the bamboo forest.

Ji Le looked at the expressions of the other two ladies.

Obviously, the two ladies didn't have much of a sense of the flames burning in the bamboo forest.

Mrs. Zheng is more focused on her children, and she doesn't have much idea about her husband and Di Yuan's death. Originally, she understood this matter. The reason why he ended up depressed was more because he couldn't pass this hurdle in his heart. Now that the children are back, although they are all yin spirits, they can still enjoy a lifetime of mother and son in the underworld, which is already the greatest happiness.

As for Yang Ke's grandfather, as the mastermind behind this matter, let him and Di Yuan work together to make an end to this matter!

Before coming, Mrs. Zheng was mentally prepared for this.

It's just that looking at these two people in the fire, there is some discomfort in my heart.

And Yang Ke's grandmother saw it even more, she had the shallowest relationship with Yang Ke's grandfather, and she left a child herself. The husband is not satisfied with his child's death

In the flames, Di Yuan's power gradually dissipated.

Suddenly, she remembered something, turned her head to "Yang Ke" on the side and said: "The evil god of Nanyu Mountain attacked Luocheng, this matter has nothing to do with Pei Lei, I hope His Highness will be clear." ”

Pei Lei's most powerful power lies in force, but when he was originally in Nanyu Mountain, he did not show his divine power at all, and disguised himself as an ordinary spirit.

A wanderer in the world, who knew he would have such ability

In addition, he has no subordinate forces, so there is almost no friction with the Xia Kingdom.

When Xia Guo liquidated the grievances with Nan Yushan, Pei Lei was an outsider.

In the end, Pei Lei helped himself a lot, and Di Yuan didn't want him to be unlucky before he died.

Then, she condensed her remaining spiritual power into a jewel and handed it to Ji Le: "This thing, transfer it to Yu Yuan." ”

Although the spiritual power accumulated by the pregnant woman for decades gave part of it to her three children, and dissipated part of it when the resentment was resolved, the remaining spiritual power was enough to save Yu Yu from ten years of penance.

Di Yuan had also hesitated about the ownership of this spiritual power.

Yu Yuan and Nangong Qingyan are two juniors in the Xia Kingdom who have some fate with themselves. If you destroy your soul and leave, who will you leave your spiritual power to?

Nangong Qingyan's strength was not as good as Yu Yuan's, and she felt inferior in her heart, just like her former self. Perhaps, he can use his spiritual power to help her improve her cultivation, so as not to be bullied in the future.

And Yu Yuan, as a great witch, is the orthodox ruler of the Spirit Palace, and the witch of this generation. If you get your own spiritual power, it may be more beneficial to Xia Guo

Even Di Yuan thought about splitting his spiritual power in two. But in that case, it will not be of much help to Yu Yuan, and it will even waste the power of her time condensation.

After thinking about it, Di Yuan finally left her spiritual power to Yu Yuan.

"I've been walking outside all these years, and everything related to the witch road is hidden under an old tree outside the Nine Palace City. His Royal Highness, as the spirit of the country, can be found. As for some of the mundane things I left behind, they are currently placed in a vineyard in Tumu, and they can all be sent to Nangong together with the letters in the cottage. ”

"Understood. "Ji Le possessed Yang Ke, which naturally couldn't be hidden from Di Yuan.

"Your Highness, you are worthy of the incarnation of the country. Jiugong City, no, you are in charge of the Xia Kingdom, and I have no worries about waiting for the dead. It's just that there seems to be a snake plague in Jiugong City, so please be careful. ”

Snake infestation

Ji Le's eyes flashed, as if he had an understanding.

After arranging her posthumous affairs, Di Yuan looked back at her husband. Stroking his eyebrows, which were somewhat similar to Yang Ke's, the woman chuckled: "This still looks familiar." ”

Love and hatred hate for half a lifetime in life, resentment and resentment for half a lifetime after death, and in the end it disappears, and it is an empty dream.

"It's a pity that you can't stay young like you - now, are you afraid?"

"The oath I didn't make before I was alive, but I finally fulfilled it at this moment, why be afraid" Di Yuan was calm and free, and her resentment for many years was gone, looking at the sky was a little cute.

The fire suddenly came together, and the two of them completely dissipated in the flames, and were completely engulfed by the raging flames......