Bi Fushen's hand stopped in the air awkwardly, and a cold chill rose to the palm of his hand. He clenched his fists and finally slammed it into the stone pillar beside him.

A lot of ash fell, obscuring the sight of the eyes.

Whether it is Shen Zhifeng or Xue Jue, both of them insist on insistence that others can't understand. He couldn't persuade anyone, he could only watch them go to the predetermined end.

He squatted down decadently and said to himself, "The price of persistence is half of a mortal's life, is it worth it?"

This sentence is like asking someone else, and more like asking yourself.

Shen Zhifeng stood in the wind, looking at everything in front of him in a daze. Everything that happened was real, which is why Xue Jue's attitude towards himself changed 180 degrees. From the original hesitation and uncertainty, to the current brave expression.

Does he really not care about his longevity?

Thinking of this, Shen Zhifeng's heart ached fiercely. The tears in the corners of her eyes didn't know that Shen Zhifeng slipped down and landed on the back of her hand. After she wiped it away, she shed a lot of tears, and she couldn't control it anymore, so she squatted down and cried loudly.

"So, what are you going to choose?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from above Shen Zhifeng's head. When she looked up, she saw the Ghost King looking at her with a smug expression. It looked like I was looking at the work of art I had created.

For Shen Zhifeng and Xue Jue, there is no need to set up any obstacles at all, the identities of the two of them are the biggest obstacles.

Shen Zhifeng did not answer the ghost king's question, but pinched the necklace around his neck with his fingers.

The dragon pendant lay quietly in the palm of her hand, as if to remind her of the disparity between their identities.

Seeing her tangled look, the Ghost King couldn't help but sigh softly: "Although I really hate you, I still have to tell you that people with different identities can't be together. Not only will you be punished by Heaven, but you will also be tortured by fate. ”

This is how he gave up his feelings, and understood that she must be full of reluctance at this moment.

Shen Zhifeng hesitated for a while, slowly closed his eyes, and spit out four words: "I want to go out." ”

She now wanted to see Xue Jue again, asking him if he was willing to be a replacement, and asking him if he was worth it.

The Ghost King shrugged his shoulders: "If you want to go out, you can make your choice." First, give up this feeling, drink the water of forgetfulness, and become a true god from now on. Second, you are desperate to be together to meet the arrival of the catastrophe, sacrificing half of his life. ”

Weighing the pros and cons, most people would choose the first one.

Shen Zhifeng slowly stood up from the ground, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, gritted his teeth and asked coldly, "If you drink the water of forgetfulness, will he still be my believer?"

The Ghost King was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting her to ask like this. After thinking about it carefully, he gave the fairest answer: "Probably not, the reason why he chose to become your believer in the first place was to be grateful." When all feelings are forgotten, the two of you are strangers. ”

Shen Zhifeng clenched his fists, suddenly raised his head in anger and said, "Then I have already made a choice, I choose the second way!"

The Ghost King's face turned gloomy, and he said coldly, "Even if you sacrifice half of his life, will you not hesitate?"

"Since he chose the second one, why should I give up?" Shen Zhifeng said seriously, "I don't want to lose this believer, because I am also very grateful to him." ”

Shen Zhifeng is Xue Jue's sun, illuminating his dim life. And he is his own shadow, always accompanying him when he is lonely and cold.

They can't be together, and they won't be apart.

After thinking about this, Shen Zhifeng became a lot more relieved.

The ghost king's heart seemed to be stung by something, and his emotions were a little out of control, and the silent chanting spell turned into a sharp blade. He suddenly pressed his feet against her throat with Li En, and choked up: "Why did you choose like this? If you don't give up like this, wouldn't my original choice be wrong?!"

The ghost prime minister Tai Yun shed tears and kept him, as if he was still in front of him.

At that time, he could only turn around ruthlessly, just because of the sentence "for your sake".

One is the ghost king who is forever trapped in the ghost world of the hidden capital, and the other is a soul that will be reincarnated at any time. If he becomes his concern, then he will never be able to enter samsara, which is undoubtedly the greatest punishment for the soul.

It's just that the immortal standing in front of him now is facing a situation that is even more unpredictable than himself, but he still chooses to persevere. This made the Ghost King feel like a coward and began to waver.

Shen Zhifeng stared at him with the eyes of a fool, and finally frowned and said, "Does my choice have anything to do with you?"

The ghost king didn't say much, and directly stabbed the blade over, and Shen Zhifeng hurriedly used the red feather sword to resist. But her spiritual power was completely blocked, and she took several steps backwards, almost letting the sword go.

His eyes were red, and he attacked like crazy, faster and faster.

Shen Zhifeng resisted with difficulty, rolled his eyes to the sky, and muttered, "What do you want to do?"

"It's a mistake for the two of you to be together, why don't you give up on him?!" the Ghost King stabbed him with a sharp blade out of control, and the move was fatal.

Shen Zhifeng's dodge became more and more difficult, and several times the sharp blade brushed her body dangerously. She was depressed that she didn't have the strength to resist, and said in a hurry: "Can you not blame others for your choice?"

From Fang Cai's conversation, Shen Zhifeng had already sensed that the person the ghost king said should be the ghost prime minister.

The Ghost King was stunned for a moment, and the attack in his hand paused. Shen Zhifeng took the opportunity to slash the Red Feather Sword sideways, knocking the blade in his hand away. The Red Feather Sword was close to the Ghost King's neck, and Shen Zhifeng said coldly: "Your resentment does not come from me, but because you gave up on the person you like!"

"What do you know?!" the ghost king roared, "I know that we will be separated in the end, why do we still want to be together, so that neither of us can be born?!"

Shen Zhifeng looked at the Ghost King with compassion and said, "You think you are good for the other party, but in fact, does he really think that you are good for him?"

"I'm ......" The ghost king was speechless for a while, thinking of Tai Yun as if he hadn't laughed for a long time.

When did it start?

The ghost king lowered his head and thought about it seriously, and Tai Yun's tearful face appeared in front of him.

It turned out to be all wishful thinking, thinking that giving up would be good for both of them, but I didn't expect it to make Tai Yun feel so painful. If he were given another choice, he would choose to say what he liked.

Tai Yun's laughter seemed to echo in his ears, and nearly two hundred years had passed since the two met. It is precisely because of his company that he was able to survive the lonely days of the ghost world in the hidden capital.