At the moment when he saw the movement of Bai Qi's corpse, Zhang Liang finally couldn't help but be suspicious in his heart, so he forcibly stared at him and released a trace of soul consciousness through pain. Although this was a great load on him in a seriously injured state, the information he got in the end was worth it.

The moment that trace of soul consciousness seeped into Bai Qi's corpse, he definitely felt it, an incomparably faint but still inexhaustible breath.

So Zhang Liang slowly opened his eyes and said affirmatively to everyone.

"Bai Qi is not dead, and he still has a breath."

"Not dead yet?" Hearing what Zhang Liang said, everyone was surprised. Although this news is shocking, based on the trust in Zhang Liang, no one doubts right or wrong. So when their eyes fell back to the front and saw the charred corpse trembling on the ground, they no longer felt the horror of the corpse, but felt a kind of dying and stubborn struggle.

Bai Qi is not dead, he is still struggling with a residual breath!

At this moment, Mozi was already silent. Hearing the news that Bai Qi was still alive suddenly gave birth to a kind of expectation in his painful eyes, a huge expectation of life.

So that's it...... Aren't you even dead...... I was so ruthless at that time, I should have died...... But the body is still moving, and there is still a trace of life...... And a glimmer of life!

Through the cold and hard mecha, hot tears soaked Mozi's entire face.

At this moment, he no longer thought about the past crimes, nor did he dwell on his moral position, he almost emptied all the distractions in his mind, and the whole person was only left with the expectation of life in his eyes.

"Bai Qi is not a corpse, Bai Qi still has a breath!" Tears continued to flow from his eyes, almost blurring Mozi's vision. Although he killed Bai Qi with his own hands, when he heard the news that Bai Qi still had a breath, he felt a great joy in his heart, and he was so glad that all his previous emotions had been forgotten.

In fact, deep in Mozi's heart, he really didn't want to kill Bai Qi! Just like Bai Qi treats him as his only friend, and he can't kill him until death, he also regards Bai Qi as a real friend, and he doesn't want to kill Bai Qi at all! It's just reason, it's just that too strong reason and faith support him, making him, a man who has never killed anyone, also kill his own friends.

But if he has reached such a desperate point, but Bai Qi still has a breath left, then there is no need to continue the struggle. That's the will of heaven, and the will of heaven wants to keep Bai Qi alive.

"Enough is enough...... Mozi cried out in his heart, tears as if flowing from his eyes to his heart. The War Demon Armor has been completely destroyed, and Bai Qi has also received enough punishment, all the blood debts and sins in the past should end here, if Bai Qi can still live now, it will be his life!

So Mozi let go of Bai Qi in his heart, and also let go of himself, he now just hopes with all his heart, hoping that Bai Qi can hold on to his last breath, survive again, and live again - even if he is paralyzed and half dead for the rest of his life, he is willing to do his best as a friend and take care of him until he dies.

Through the lenses and tears, Mozi's gaze fell tightly on Bai Qi's charred body, watching Bai Qi in the dark night, on the cold ground, constantly trembling and wheezing, and even moving his crippled limbs, desperately trying to crawl.

The bleak wind blew from the surface of the river, blowing through Mozi's hard mecha and through the white, burnt skin.

The wind kept blowing, as if it had washed away their friendship for more than ten years between life and death.

Mozi only hoped that Bai Qi would be able to survive his life, and he wanted to catch up in a few steps to help Bai Qi, but he was afraid that his sudden movement would tremble to Bai Qi's last breath. So he didn't dare to move a step, and he didn't even dare to breathe fast, so he could only stare at it, staring, and looking forward to Bai Qi being able to get up from the ground again.

At the same time, Ying Zheng, who was entrenched at the end of the night dome with the body of a candle dragon, was also staring at Bai Qi on the ground with the eyes of the dragon's bright pupils.

In fact, Ying Zheng has always been quietly staring at Bai Qi. From the moment he saw Bai Qi's corpse with his own eyes, he had wasted nearly three minutes on this, but the whole person was still surprisingly quiet, and he didn't move anything except to drop his arrogant gaze, and even the previous anger and resentment were temporarily put down.

And just like before, with the hearing of the magnitude of the candle dragon, Ying Zheng also heard Zhang Liang's voice from the ground, and knew that Bai Qi was still alive now.

Unlike everyone on the ground, Ying Zheng did not show the slightest surprise, but felt that it was expected. Compared with others, he knows better what kind of person Bai Qi is.

Although a person's life and death have little to do with what kind of person he is, if Bai Qi really died like this when he was not there, it would actually surprise him.

It is precisely because of this that he has been staring at Bai Qi, wanting to see the last face of this loyal minister who only has a trace of his life left.

Bai Qi was still desperately crawling on the ground, he wanted to climb, and the only thought of life was beating in the cold dying brain, inspiring him to struggle with death, with his body, and with the ground.

He still tried to get up from the ground, even to straighten his back, to lift his head, and then to stand up firmly and strongly—but most of his body joints were destroyed, and his fingers, which were as fragile as rusty tubes, could not support his arms from the ground, no matter how hard he tried. As for getting up, it's a more difficult thing to do.

The current Bai Qi is no longer as powerful as it once was. No matter the strength of his will or the impulse of his instinct, there is no power that can make him stand as he once did. Although there is still a breath hanging in the throat, it is actually no different from a dead person.

At least, he's a complete wreck.

However, his trembling fingers never stopped, and the ten fingers that seemed to break with a little force were still desperately pressing on the ground—he was still desperately trying to get up from the ground.

He heard the bleak river breeze blowing through his body, but the necrotic skin on the surface of his body did not feel the coldness at all, the refreshing coldness coming from the river water.

In fact, he hadn't felt that cold in a long time. Since putting on that armor seven years ago, he had barely taken off his defenses.

Absolute defense is reassuring.

So the river wind blew every time, and he hid in the armor, and he never felt it.

In fact, think about it, how refreshing and beautiful it is to let the long wind of the river blow through the skin of the body.

And now that he has finally taken off that armor, he still can't feel it.

Why live? Why is it necessary to be alive?

Even if there was still a breath left, it was exactly like a half-dead corpse.

Even the wind and nature are not pitiful at all, and it is better to live with dignity than to die.

But Bai Qi was still struggling, desperately clutching his fingers, even if he could only squirm in place after he died and came back to life, he still struggled.

With that breath in my throat, there is no intention of giving up.

As for his eyes, the four eyes that were still desperately open until the end had been staring at the golden red of the night sky, or more precisely, at the bright, dragon-like pupils.

He didn't know what the golden red meant, or what the legendary candle dragon looked like, but he recognized the eyes.

He recognized it accurately, and he never forgot it until he died. That's Yingzheng's eyes, that's the dragon's bright pupils!

Therefore, the one who flies above the night sky and stares at him is Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng ......

Bai Qi only relied on his vague consciousness, and he opened his eyes vigorously to stare until the gaps between his four eyes were bleeding red, and he didn't stop, it was his emperor.

That's the emperor he has been loyal to for thirteen years!

The reason why Bai Qi is still strong after suffering so inhuman pain and injury, and he has a breath in his throat and refuses to let go for a long time, is that he wants to see Yingzheng again and see his emperor again.

He didn't hate what Mozi had done to him, he knew it was his sin and fate, but he couldn't just die. He didn't want to die like this, he still had to see Yingzheng again, and he had to see his emperor succeed with his own eyes.

saw Ying Zheng realize the imperial plan that had been planned for so many years.

He believed that Yingzheng would succeed, and he always believed it.

Although his crippled life is about to die, he no longer has the ability to see the day when Yingzheng unifies the three realms and establishes a world country, but at least, he must be sure that Yingzheng is stepping forward smoothly and unhindered.

In this way, everything he has paid and worked hard for, even the life sacrificed, is worth it.

And for now, Ying Zheng's ability to get the power of the candle dragon is the most important step in this long imperial map!

The most important step...... As long as he can see with his own eyes that Ying Zheng has successfully fused with the candle dragon, he can rest assured that he can die with peace of mind......

And it's all right in front of you!

When the gaze of the dragon's bright pupil fell from the sky, he knew that it was Yingzheng who appeared.

Therefore, he resisted the long-lasting breath in his throat and grabbed the hard ground with his crippled hands.

He just wanted to stand up, and the slightest bit of life he saved was for this moment, as long as he stood up, stood up and saw Ying Zheng clearly, and let Ying Zheng see him, everything was enough.

There was only a trace of stubborn remnants left in his dying brain, but no matter how desperately he struggled, fate would not sympathize with him, and his ruined body could no longer stand up.

No more!

He coughed violently, and the blood in his eyes was chillingly red.

He didn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it, couldn't just such a simple idea come true? Can't you just get up and take a good look?

Could it be that even with such a small wish, fate still has to embarrass him as a dying person?!

"White up."

Bai Qi was still struggling desperately with himself, but a voice fell down, but it stilled all his movements.

That was Yingzheng's voice.

His emperor was calling him. So Bai Qi stopped, and his struggling body stopped at once, almost pulling the breath in his throat away.

Bai Qi raised his eyes vigorously, his blood-red gaze froze towards the night sky, he wanted to see Yingzheng more clearly, his emperor was talking to him.

"Bai Qi ......" Ying Zheng said again, his voice slightly hesitant. When he raised his voice in the sky, it was not only Bai Qi, but of course everyone present heard it.

And Bai Qi's gaze has been trying to rise, in that brilliant golden red, he can no longer recognize Yingzheng's current appearance, in the end, he can only recognize the pair of unchanged dragon eyes, staring closely, waiting for the emperor's next voice.

If the Emperor was going to give him any more orders, he would have done it tirelessly, even though he had forgotten that he could not even climb up now.

But after a moment of silence, the emperor's voice only fell lightly.

"Follow me, do you regret it?" Ying Zheng stared down at Bai Qi from the night sky, and the eyes of the dragon's bright pupils fell quietly on the charred and destroyed body, but he didn't look at Bai Qi's eyes.

At a time when life is about to come to an end and every sentence may be a full term, Ying Zheng just asked a question, and it was a question that Bai Qi had already asked before.

On the day when Bai Qi finally left Xianyang Palace, and their monarchs and ministers were outside the palace, Yingzheng finally asked Bai Qi this question. At that time, Bai Qi replied firmly to him - "No, I have never regretted following you, and I will never regret it!" ”

After many days, things are not people, and when Bai Qi heard this question again at this moment, he was already in tears.

Everyone on the ground fell silent, and no one expected that at the moment when Bai Qi was dying with a last breath, Ying Zheng would ask such a question.

And in this silence, Bai Qi trembled his crippled limbs, and stretched his neck while squirming in pain.

At this moment, he looked up at Yingzheng, who had become one with the candle dragon in the night sky, just like the one who was locked in the pool of blood thirteen years ago and looked up at the young and determined second prince.

"......" Bai Qi trembled with a scorched mouth, wanting to speak, wanting to respond, but the tissue's necrotic throat couldn't even make a sound.

Blood glittered in tears, falling along the scorched black of his face, and Bai Qi stared at the golden red in the night sky, desperate to make a sound.

"No ......" he kept pulling his necrotic throat, cracking his mouth to tell Ying Zheng this answer, he didn't regret it, he never regretted it.

But even if he tried his best to make a sound, it was still so small, falling in the dust, he couldn't hear anything at all. It's as if he is just performing a sincere pantomime, winning the audience's sympathy without saying a word.

Until the end, Yingzheng didn't hear any answer from Bai Qi, but perhaps, he didn't need to hear it anymore.

In that starless and moonless night, the eyes of the dragon's bright pupils were deeply focused, staring at the four white eyes of blood and tears, which turned white in the night.

Until the end, Bai Qi was still holding on to his undispersed breath, desperately trying to make his voice heard.

There is no need to answer.

Ying Zheng turned his low gaze, and Long Zhiming's pupils no longer looked at the dying and struggling Bai Qi.

That's it.

Without any words of goodbye, nor any sign of emotion, Ying Zheng opened his mouth, opened the huge golden-red mouth of the candle dragon, and made the final end to the white rise towards the ground.