It's only been five years since such a happy day, and Cen Xijun finally couldn't hold it anymore. Since a year ago, Cen Xihuan has begun to have all kinds of problems in his body because his soul power is about to be exhausted, at first he was drowsy and unexplained bruising on his body, but now he is no longer able to walk, and can only lie in bed all day long, and he only has one or two hours of waking time a day.

Cen Xijun was able to hide Banzhi at first and prevaricate with other excuses, but as his illness became more and more serious, Banzhi became suspicious, Cen Xijian couldn't, in the end, he told the truth, and even told Banzhi about the grievances and entanglements ten years ago, but Cen Xijun lived alone for ten years, but he didn't say it.

"Ah, drink some porridge."

Banzhi sat on the edge of the bed, carefully helping Cen Xifu up, with a gentle and quiet between his eyebrows. At first, Banzhi looked at Cen Xi's increasingly haggard appearance and shed tears in a hurry, and those apricot eyes were almost full of tears every day, but since she knew everything before, she stopped crying. She knew that she would go with Ah Xuan, whether it was the Yellow Spring of the Difu or the vast world, he would not leave her.

"Twigs ......"

The man was so thin that there was almost only a skeleton left, and he didn't need to waste much effort to pick him up. Cen Xi leaned on the cyan satin pillow and made him more and more pale and fragile, his hair was already completely white, hanging on the bed, like the first touch of snow in the world, beautiful and thin.

There was no flesh left on his face, his cheekbones were high and protruding, his chin was sharp, and a layer of fine folds spread all the way to his neck, and under the loose skin were obvious cyan veins. The white undershirt that originally fitted him was now empty, like a lifeless skeleton, which was more ugly than an ordinary old man, except for a pair of eyes, which still had the same affection as before, but now they are rarely opened.

Cen Xijun wanted to talk more to Banzhi, but his throat seemed to be burned by smoke and fire, and just calling for a 'branch' was like being cut by a knife, and the pain made his forehead sweat. His body is getting worse day by day, and now he can't even smile at half a branch.

"Ah, don't worry, drink a glass of water first and speak slowly."

Banzhi could feel that the bone-like hand she was holding in her hand was a little cold sweating, and knew that Cen Xijun was a little anxious because she couldn't speak, she blinked, forcibly held back the tears in her eyes, and fed Cen Xijun a small spoonful of honey water.

"You...... Can...... Still...... Good ......"

Cen Xijun was about to stop and slow down for a while when he said a word, and the voice that was originally as cold as jade was now indistinguishable, Banzhi leaned over and put his ear to Cen Ximian's pale lips, trying to hear Cen Ximian's words clearly through a muffled voice.

You're okay, these were the first words Cen Xi's words to her after three days of being in a coma. Cen Xijun knew that Banzhi had to rely on him to provide for him, but now he was powerless to support it, and he was afraid that Banzhi would have to endure such suffering.

"Ah Yan, don't worry, I'm fine, you see, I'm really good."

Banzhi stroked Cen Xi's undulating chest, smoothed his breath, and answered his words softly. As if worried that Cen Xijun would not believe it, she stood up again and turned around in front of Cen Xijun, so that he could clearly see his current appearance.

Cen Xi's eyes were half-closed, as if he was a little unenergetic, he tried to open his eyes wide, but he could only see half of the light purple skirt fluttering in front of him, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his head.

Banzhi didn't wait for Cen Xijun's response, then sat back in his place, leaned forward, supported Cen Ximian's face with thin white hands, and tilted his head to put his lips up. She knew that Cen Xiyi was afraid that he would not be able to see it, but fortunately he could still feel it, and she still had a way to let him know that she was fine.

Half of the branch is transformed by a spiritual weapon, and she doesn't have to suffer these flesh and skin suffering, but when Cen Xi's body dies, she will be wiped out in an instant. She is glad that she can still take care of her aunt now.

"Twigs...... No...... Want... I'm afraid ......"

Cen Ximian felt a touch of softness on his lips, and a little smile flashed in his gloomy eyes, like stars breaking through the clouds, very brilliant.

He knew that he didn't have time, he had known the result, and now there was nothing to be afraid of, but he was reluctant to Zhizhi, his Zhizhi was a kind and soft-hearted little girl, and it was too cruel for her to see her die.

"Ah, I'm not afraid, as long as you're there, I'm not afraid."

Half of the forehead and Cen Xi's lips are also attached to each other, and even the words seem to be emotionally tracing each other's lips, but this is it.

"Branch... Branch, I want to ...... Eat... Do you ...... Target...... Face. ”

Cen Ximian said with great effort, Banzhi glanced at the porridge that had not been used for a few bites on the small table, nodded, and asked Cen Ximian to rest for a while before hurriedly walking out of the room, with some brisk walking in his steps, after all, Cen Ximian finally wanted to eat something, she was really happy.

"Out of ...... Come on. ”

Cen Xijun lay on the bed, tilted his head and watched Banzhi walk out of the door, and then looked at the void and said a word. The next moment, a woman appeared out of thin air in the room, and the person turned around, and it was dawn.

"Ready?"

Banzhi walked to the bed and didn't say much, only asked. Cen Xijun closed his eyes when he heard this, even if he responded.

Seeing this, Banzhi did not hesitate, the white light flashed on his fingertips, and when his wrist flipped, Cen Xijun's hands fell into the wooden box she had transformed. Half a branch covered the box, and then went to look at Cen Xijun on the bed. The man had already opened his eyes at this time, and his face was calm, even if the arm on his side was now bare and only the wrist with a neat section, he did not react.

Although Dawn didn't show it on his face, he also looked up at Cen Xijun in his heart. You must know that she cut off his hands, although there is no bloody scene, but the pain of the broken hand will not be less than a point, Cen Xijun didn't even frown from beginning to end, this kind of heart is definitely not human.

"Do you want me to call her? You're running out of time, and this is the last time. ”

Dawn knew that Cen Ximian was already at the end of the light crossbow now, and if Banzhi didn't come again, he wouldn't be able to see the last side. She only thought that Cen Xijun deliberately took half of the branch away to facilitate her own actions, and now she couldn't bear to miss the two of them, but she took the initiative to help Cen Xijun with this favor.

"Thank you...... No...... She... Will cry ......"

When Cen Xijun heard this, he was surprisingly anxious, and hurriedly spoke out to stop the dawn. He didn't want to see him now. She was a cripple, but now she has no hands, and if she cries, he can't wipe away her tears.

Dawn listened to Cen Xijun's words, his heart moved, and he didn't know what he thought, so he disappeared out of thin air again.

Cen Xijun closed his eyes, he could clearly feel his body getting cold little by little, and now all he could do was wait for death.

"Twigs...... I love you. ”

……

Three years later

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Cen for winning a daughter!"

"Yo! This Cen Qianjin looks really bad! Look at this white skin! ”

"Yes, yes! Apricot eyes and cherry nose are a rare beautiful woman! ”

Master Cen of Cen Mansion in Hucheng was happy to have a daughter a month ago, and today is Miss Cen's full moon wine.

A middle-aged man with an elegant face was holding a baby girl dressed in red, smiling and talking to the guests who had come to congratulate him. The baby girl in her arms had a pair of almond eyes that swirled, and she looked very pleasing.

That's half of the reincarnation, but she will never meet her relatives again.

"Master, is there really no possibility of reincarnation for Cen Ximi?"

White fungus and Dawn sat on the big tree with lush foliage in the courtyard, looking at the lively scene in Cen's mansion. White-eared suddenly remembered the cold and introverted man back then, and couldn't help but ask.

"His soul had been irreparably damaged in the first ten years of his offering, and in the next five years, it was impossible for him to be reincarnated no matter what, and now he was afraid that he had dissipated in this heaven and earth.

Dawn's voice was faint, and he felt a little regretful when he thought of Cen Ximi. Things in the world are always like this, either you can't love it, or you don't get it for a long time.

"Is it just like that......

The cat's ears on the white fungus head drooped down, a little frustrated.

Xiao Xiao looked at him and wanted to laugh a little, but she was afraid that Whitefungus would annoy her, so she couldn't help it.

"White fungus, do you know who this girl is?"

Dawn looked at the baby girl not far away, and suddenly asked.

"Isn't she half-branched?"

The white fungus was a little dazed, and she looked a little stunned when she replied.

"No, she is Cen Banzhi, Cen Xi's half branch."