Looking in the mirror at the face of the prime of life, I was glad to see Bloodweed, my new priest, before I grew old. If the king she saw had a face like a mortal old man, I am afraid that he would not be too close to me, would I?

"King. "The childish face, as if back to the time when I first met Tuyin in the mirror platform, the sky was covered with a purple halo, she sat on the eaves and smiled at me, and that smile and scene became the treasure of my heart, and I could not forget it for a moment.

"Wang?" I was hooked from memory to reality by her voice.

"Why is the king sad?"

"It's okay, you get up quickly, it's too tired to kneel. "I felt sorry for her, and I made her kneel for a long time, and her knees must be sore.

I gave her my letter of the afterlife, told her to keep it carefully, taught her many things that the former priests should have taught her, and I saw her every day, and I was satisfied that I could not stay with her for the rest of my life.

When I watched her study the magic and her face flushed, it was like when I deliberately made Tuyin angry, and she blushed and chased me. I love Tuyin, I love Blood, but I can't give her happiness, I can only rely on the Book of Afterlife to live now, and I have become a monster of eternal reincarnation. Whenever my heart involuntarily approached the blood, reason would wake me up. I longed to tell Bloodweed the truth, to have her back in my arms, but it was impossible.

Looking at everything that she and Tuyin can coincide, I am in a trance, they are all the same face and character, but Tuyin is Tuyin, her memory is different from Xuewei, how much Xuewei is like Tuyin, and it will never become the real Tuyin.

"Tuyin has long been dead, Ximu, Ximu, what more do you want. "The long night, the torment in my heart kept me from sleeping, I sat at the head of the bed and whispered, looking at the rapidly graying sideburns.

I thought of Liang Sakura, of her humble being the queen, helping me deal with all the complicated affairs of the palace, thinking of the three women in my life that I will never forget, feeling guilty and remorseful, and dyeing my hair white.

Swish. In the long lonely and cold night, even the sound of gray hair is clear in my ears.

I taught Bloodweed all the techniques of my life's magic and watched her make rapid progress. This can be regarded as another kind of protection for her, not long after she came to the Night Hades Palace, I don't know if anyone will bully her.

After she told me to reset the seal on the ghosts of the mortal world, I never saw her again. Until one day, my heart ached violently, and my body turned into spiritual power and slowly dissipated in the air. I didn't understand what was going on, and I didn't even have time to think about it, the Book of the Afterlife was invalid, or was the blood being bullied? A moment before my eyes turned into spiritual power, I suddenly saw God standing in front of me, smiling strangely.