"Leave the child to me, you go to him."

Xiao Jiuhan got up, and his figure gradually merged with Bai Xue.

Di Jiu suddenly got up and yelled, "Where is he!" ”

……

…

Oni Clan.

When Emperor Jiu came, it was quiet, as if there was no life.

There was not a single shadow in the huge palace.

That's how she found out that Mo Jue had released those ghost soldiers before leaving, and let them go to reincarnation.

Aimlessly looking for that familiar figure in the ghost hall.

Suddenly, a dim coffin appeared in her field of vision.

"Ink ...... Break off? ”

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at the person lying in the coffin.

The man had no heart and no eyes, and lay lifeless in the coffin, his face was white like never before, and he looked like a dead man.

But even if he was lying there lifeless, he still couldn't hide his noble and elegant temperament.

It was as if he was asleep, quiet and gentle.

The bits and pieces between them passed through Di Jiu's mind......

The first time they met, it was on the edge of the cliff, she slaughtered the ghost army, but he turned a blind eye as the ghost king.

Later, he inexplicably appeared beside him to help him take care of the folds......

Later, he helped him recover a pair of children who had been plundered......

was by his side night after night, and when she needed to be busy herself, he would always wait behind her as a backing and not let him have any worries.

Later, she lost her eyes, and he gouged out his own eyes for her......

Knowing that she would encounter a ban when she went to the underworld, he still guarded the two children for himself......

Until the end, he was using the last of his strength to protect her......

But he never said what he had done, just stood silently and silently waiting for him to come back.

I still remember when she left the imperial capital, he said: I'm here waiting for you to come back.

He knew everything from the beginning, knew who she was, knew what she was going to do, and stood for it, both good and bad.

Okay, he gives blessings.

Bad, he gives care.

He once said: Don't be afraid, there is still a Mo Jue behind you.

But now, her ink is lying in the coffin.

Even if he died, he didn't alarm Emperor Jiu, so he quietly returned here, lying quietly in his coffin, waiting for death.

How can she let go of such an ink.

Mo Jue's Dao is too deep, so he has a physical body, so he can change the heart of Tiancheng.

But the heart is gone, the body is no longer complete, and he is no longer there.

…

The underworld.

"You're here."

Xiao Jiuhan, who was near the Gate of Yin and Yang, looked at Emperor Jiu with a smile.

A pair of children were playing around, followed by a group of ghost slaves.

"Don't worry, they don't have you in their memories anymore, don't regret it, all this is not yours, it's just that you experienced it for me."

Xiao Jiuhan beckoned her over, and Di Jiu walked over to sit down with her.

She suddenly pointed outside the Gate of Yin and Yang, and Di Jiu followed her finger to look over.

I was stunned for a moment.

She suddenly stood up and wanted to go over, but was stopped by Xiao Jiuhan.

"He has no memories of his past life."

Xiao Jiuhan smiled.

Outside the Gate of Yin and Yang, among the ghosts lined up, a tall and big shadow walked slowly, and its appearance was almost the same as Mo Jue.

His soul has long been baptized, and he has no memories of his past and present lives, just a lonely ghost waiting to be reincarnated.

Xiao Jiuhan held the yellow paper of Mo Jue, looked at Di Jiu again, and left a row of words on the yellow paper, and then handed it to Mo Jue.

I saw that it was written: The prime minister's concubine of the imperial capital.

Seeing Mo Jue's unfamiliar gaze pass by, Di Jiu's whole body stiffened.

"Go ahead." Xiao Jiuhan patted her on the shoulder.

It wasn't until Di Jiu left that a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her face turned pale.

Ninety-nine, this is the last blessing I can give you.