Chapter 252: Three Kings Queen 1

However, this cry of grief and indignation was slowly swallowed up by the thick smoke, and even the echo could not be heard.

The great pain, the death came, his mind suddenly became slightly clearer, and in his broken consciousness, a flash of inspiration flashed, and some very, very important things in life flashed in front of him.

His hand slowly reached into his arms.

Very, very close place with a small box tucked away.

He opened it, and there was a strand of jet-black hair inside, neatly braided.

The day of the hair, the time of concentricity.

He hadn't taken out the box since the day he put it in. Whenever, wherever, even if it's the absurdity of these days...... He didn't take it out either. I don't know if it's because I forgot about it, or if it's something else.

Only at this moment did he take out the box.

In his eyes, he finally showed terrible despair, desperately looking around, trying to grasp and recombine those scattered memories that were about to dissipate: Xia Ji, what about Xia Ji?

Where did Natsuki go?

Natsuhime, Natsuhime!

Didn't Xia Ji go to Fox Hill? Didn't Xia Ji live in a tent? Didn't Xia Ji wear a dark purple robe and a white gauze skirt? Didn't Xia Ji hold herself from behind and cry bitterly? Didn't Xia Ji collapse on the ground, her face covered in blood, holding a dagger, facing the mob, facing his cruelty and ruthlessness, tears raining down? Wasn't Xia Ji deposed as a queen a long time ago, humiliated and tortured, and died in the world?

He heard the sound of his heartbreak, and he was shocked and terrified--who was willing to treat Natsuhime like this? Who was so cruel?

"Zi Ling...... Why are you like this?"

"Ziling, don't you love me anymore?

"Zi Ling, are you really Zi Ling? Have you forgotten me? I'm Xia Ji......

......

Natsuhime, Natsuhime...... Of course I remember you!!

He roared, using the last of his strength: "Yixin...... Ethyl ......"

Burning Man Otoshin struggled to his knees.

"Yi Xin, you must go back alive, hand over this thing to the queen, you want her to take good care, you must protect her well, take care of her, and don't let her encounter any danger again......"

“......”

"Do you hear me clearly? I must go back alive, tell her, I will go to her, I will rush back to her, tell her not to be afraid...... I'll find her at the ends of the earth......"

Yi Xin laughed miserably, stretched out his hand, and before he could receive the box, the person fell into the fire.

Zi Ling watched as the box fell into flames.

He rushed forward, reached out, and all he caught was a handful of burnt paste.

Huge flames swept him away, smoke pouring into his lungs.

At that time, he actually saw Xia Ji clearly.

The little girl who sat cross-legged under the thousand-year-old peach blossom tree, as quiet as a deer, was connected to him all his life;

In a trance, he saw a colorful kite slowly flying up in the sea of fire, free and happy in mid-air......

"I'm Ziling, what's your name?"

"Natsuhime! I'm Natsuhime!"

"Natsuhime, this kite is for you......"

......

The thousand-year-old peach blossoms have fallen one after another, and even half of the sky has become sweet and fragrant. At that moment, he was suddenly relieved, and looked up at the bewitching starlight in the sky, "Xia Ji...... Natsuhime...... I'm coming...... Natsuhime, I'm here......"

Boundless flames, devouring him.

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