"I should have been a dead person, and now, there are no more obsessions that I can't let go, so you don't have to doubt me so much." As the girl spoke, the red mist on her body gradually dissipated a little, revealing a blurred face.

It's a goose egg face, although there is only a general outline, Huang Qingwan can see that the girl must have been a peerless generation back then-

"In our ancient holy country, there is a song called Soul Town, Beifeng likes to listen to it very much, Zhen Requiem, it can purify endless grievances by nature, and combined with the power of the Sun God Fruit, it can purify the things in the body of the Emperor Phoenix-" The girl's eyes through the red mist fell on the body of the phoenix, soft like a feather.

Huang Qingwan didn't say anything, the Yuan Shen clone stood beside the girl, and at such a close distance, she felt that from the girl's body, penetrating the resentment, revealing a pure spiritual power.

"It's so sad, is it so sad that such a good-looking person as you are?" The girl spoke softly, stared at her and said, "Waiting, so long, so long, endless, is it worth it?" The person you're waiting for may be long gone. ”

"Can you see people's hearts?"

"I can't see it, but I can feel the pain in your heart, maybe over the years, everything has changed in this world, relatives, friends, have left one after another, he has not returned, you are the only one left in the world, will you regret it?"

When the girl of the red mist said this, the emperor phoenix, who had been sleeping for many days, suddenly moved her eyelashes.

"Waiting for him is the only choice for the rest of my life." Huang Qingwan didn't say anything, her red eyes drooped slightly, and she fell on Emperor Huang, while waiting for a thousand kills, she took care of their baby, in fact, she was also happy.

"For thousands of years, you and Dihuang have been the most persistent people I have ever met." The girl laughed shallowly, and suddenly stretched out her hand, she had fingers, through the red mist, it was very cold, "Let's start." ”

"You're going to die?" When her hand landed on the back of Huang's hand, she suddenly asked.

"I've been dead a long time ago, and before the endless years, for me, disappearing was a relief-"

Huang Qingwan was silent for a long time.

"In your heart, there is the kindest place in Yiyu." Seeing her hesitation, the girl suddenly laughed again, "Life and death are fate, I help the emperor, but also help myself, in fact, you don't have to take it to heart." ”

The girl's words fell, the corners of her lips moved slightly, and the light singing voice rose from her lips.

"What is the sorrow of life, the sorrow of death, the past of life and death-the return of the soul, the elimination of resentment, the realm of the afterlife-"

As soon as the requiem began, everything around seemed to become quiet, and the girl's singing voice was as clear as if it had been washed in the rain, and even Huang Qingwan felt a lot more peaceful in his heart.

Then I saw the figure of the girl, turning into a void light, and disappeared from the center of the emperor's eyebrows.

The Yuan Shen clone of the phoenix followed closely and went in together.

She separated the Yuan Shen clone not to erase the girl, but just to resist the scorching power of the Sun God Fruit and keep the Emperor Phoenix out of harm.

For a while, in the whole room, the golden light was magnificent, echoing with the requiem of Cheng Ling.

Innocent stood outside the house, a guqin in his hand, flowing brightly, and playing a few simple notes with the girl's requiem.

The picture of his body, which he can do for their mother and son, has come to an end.

A song to suppress the soul, which has been sung for three days and three nights, the power of the sun god fruit has been transformed into the requiem song, which connects the grievances in the emperor's body and purifies it cleanly-