The hellfire burned for three days and three nights.

The fire brought by the Night King even spread to tens of thousands of acres of forest, turning it into a black, scorching fertile soil.

The injured Bu Yu and Lu Qiao were the fastest to arrive.

Huo Jing and Zi'er were responsible for placing Han Xiaoxi.

Bu Yu and Lu Qiao took the guards of the underworld to find the traces of the Night King.

They trodden through the scorching territory, searching inch by inch, but they could not find even the shadow of the Night King.

Lu Qiao searched for the fourth day, but he didn't eat a drop of water, he didn't dare to eat or drink water, and he almost fainted, so Bu Yu deliberately asked Lu Qiao to go back.

The guards took Lu Qiao back to the palace, and Huo Jing asked him anxiously.

"Did you find it? Is the Night King still alive?"

Huo Jing's anxious mood was already written on her face, her tone was also full of anxiety, and her hand was grabbing Lu Qiao's sleeve fiercely.

I didn't care that Lu Qiao was lying on the stretcher, covered in scorched earth marks, and his face was mixed with mud, looking more like a person who had just escaped from the battle.

It's the fourth day of exhaustion, and it's like I'm exhausted.

In that weak voice, he spoke of the result that made him feel sad too.

"Nothing can be found, no trace is found. The radius of 10,000 acres is scorched earth, and the Night King should have fallen. ”

......

As soon as these words came out, Huo Jing also fell directly to his knees, and the guard carried Lu Qiao away, Lu Qiao closed his eyes tightly, and he lost his last hope when he was tired.

How do you tell Han Xiaoxi about this news.

Huo Jing was already full of sorrow in her heart, but she still maintained that reluctant smile and changed into a new humanoid mask, and her new face was also very good-looking.

She tried to take a deep breath, calmed her emotions, and pushed the door in, intending to continue to take care of Han Xiaoxi, and the burden on her body was also heavy.

And Han Xiaoxi fell asleep for many days due to the unsealing of the seal, and after recovery, her face was still like spring, as quiet as that jade person.

I don't know if this news attracted Han Xiaoxi's sobriety, her fingers moved slightly.

Huo Jing really thought it was an illusion in her eyes, and after checking repeatedly, she found that Han Xiaoxi had regained consciousness, and hurriedly went to call Zi'er.

Zi'er followed and carefully checked Han Xiaoxi's situation.

"She is indeed about to wake up, Lord Night King has exhausted her Yuan Shen essence and given it to Han Xiaoxi, and her spiritual power will not be lost to Lord Night King now. ”

Zi'er felt the power of Han Xiaoxi's spiritual power, like a gushing spiritual spring, trickling through her body.

Just a while later, I saw Han Xiaoxi wake up suddenly, with a golden light emanating from her surroundings, and her body's spiritual power possessed a powerful ability to recover, repairing the damage caused by that terrifying black power one by one.

She didn't know about the Night King's death.

"I ...... Still alive......"

Han Xiaoxi saw the light in front of her, which was a little dazzling, she covered her eyes with her hands and looked at it carefully.

Feeling his eyes adjust to the light in front of him, he raised his hand and called the seed in a faint voice.

"Seeds...... Seed ...... Lord Night's ...... Where's the Night King?"

Han Xiaoxi still remembered that the Night King kissed her affectionately in the black mist, but the warm touch disappeared in the next second.

She then fell asleep, as if in the freezing cold.

The unbearable feeling was like the alternation of day and night, with a bitterly cold and scorching heat, but these physical tortures could not make her forget the last kiss of the Night King.

It was by virtue of this obsession that she survived.

"Lord Night King......

Seed blinked, then looked at Huo Jing beside her with a distress-seeking look.

Huo Jing hurriedly shook her head, motioning for Zi'er to prevaricate with a random excuse.

The two of them hesitated like this, which made Han Xiaoxi's heart pierce his heart.

"You don't have to hide it from me...... Lord Night's ...... He...... Isn't it ......"

Han Xiaoxi thought in his heart, Lord Night King is immortal, how could he die?

But I didn't expect that Lord Night was immortal and handed over his spirit......

Sure to die.

"No, how could it be?"

Huojing is still trying to make up a new reason, but no matter how she thinks about it, she can't think of half a lie, and she is not as dexterous as the Night King, and she is not even good at lying.

"You can't hide it from me. ”

Han Xiaoxi bit her miserable white lower lip tightly, the whole person was like a piece of paper, bloodless, and as white as paper.

Her resolute and sad expression was revealed in her bones, and she deeply felt that the spirit of the Night King was in her body.

She raised her hand and summoned the spirit, a black spirit like obsidian, blending with a white mist that shimmered......

Her spiritual power blended with that of the Night King.

She knows.

The end was predestined from the beginning.

At this moment, the king of Jizo also hurried in and entered through the door, just in time to see this scene.

saw the spirit of his beloved apprentice, and it was in Han Xiaoxi's hands.

He knew the end.

"This kid ......"

He was no longer angry, but only a lament, and then fell backwards in a dejected manner, still supported by the person beside him.

"Jizo King, I'm sorry, I hurt him. ”

When Han Xiaoxi saw the King of Jizo, it was like seeing his father, and the tears in his eyes fell, crying constantly.

King Jizo slowly stepped forward and comforted her.

"This is Xuan Mo's own choice, I already knew all this earlier, and the hexagrams have been explained, but ...... Xuan Mo insisted on doing so, and stayed by your side. This infatuated man will not change his daughter, no matter how I use the means, he will never waver. ”

Originally......

From the very beginning, the Night King knew that he would one day die for this woman.

But he didn't have any worries and scruples at all, and directly handed himself over to Han Xiaoxi.

"I'm sorry ......"

Han Xiaoxi couldn't say a word except for apologizing again and again.

The weeping tears ran down her nose and stalked her throat, and she couldn't say half a word, all choked crying.

But the people of the underworld still lack a leader, and the Lord of the Night is dead, but this underworld cannot be left without an owner for a day.

"Don't worry about grief just yet. ”

King Jizo said.

"You still have a lot to do. I will help you ascend to the throne and become the new Night King. The Emperor of Heaven would never have imagined that I would do this, and only by doing so could I avoid another slaughter of the underworld. ”

With the support of the King of Jizo, Han Xiaoxi has become a new generation of Night King, that is, ironclad, and no one dares to oppose it.

Even those stubborn elders didn't dare to say a word.

Han Xiaoxi looked at King Jizo in surprise.

"I can't be a ......"

She's just a judge.

It's nothing but a princess of the night.

How can you have this ability to become the Night King above ten thousand?

"You're not a coward. Xuan Mo's spiritual power and spirit have been given to you, and you have the same abilities as him. It is the best choice for you to become a new generation of Night King. Don't let Xuanmo feel that it's not worth it. ”

As soon as King Jizo's last sentence was spoken, Han Xiaoxi's heart and liver trembled.

She suddenly understood what it meant for her to continue living.

For the Night King, guard this underworld.

She silently wiped away her tears and said.

"Good. I'm here to defend the underworld. ”

This promise can weigh as much as a thousand catties, and the next day, the King of Jizo issued a handwritten note from the Three Realms, telling everyone that the new Lord of the Night is Han Xiaoxi.

As soon as this news came out, everyone talked about it.

This is also the first female king of the Three Realms.

She changed into a black dress, similar to the Night King, the pattern was the same, she carefully put on the clothes, and looked in the mirror.

I miss the days when the Night King hugged her.

But now......

But she slept alone every night.

That longing seems to be a disease, even though I know that I have to stay up all night to approve official documents, but I still can't eat a meal.

She can even eat beef tongue in his day, why don't she think about food for Xuanmo tea now.

She just fell involuntarily and fell in that rice bowl, and no one could see it.

Han Xiaoxi really acted vigorously and resolutely when he took office, and he did not lose the demeanor of Lord Night King, not only taking care of the relationship between the Three Realms properly, but also handling some thorny contradictions properly.

Even the elders who still had some whispers had to give Han Xiaoxi a thumbs up, she was indeed the material of the Lord of the Night.

But every night, Han Xiaoxi would stand at the window, looking at the moonlight and lamenting.

On this day, Xue Yiyi wanted to change Han Xiaoxi's clothes, and quickly untied her sleeves, but he didn't expect Han Xiaoxi to cover her clothes in a hurry and not let Xue Yiyi check the condition of her skin one by one.

Xue Yiyi pretended to be by mistake, but in fact, he took a closer look and ripped off Han Xiaoxi's clothes, only then did he find out......

She pretended not to grieve, and single-handedly lifted all the affairs of the underworld.

But under the cover of this clothes, there were rashes all over the place.

Xue Yiyi whispered.

"Miss, have you ever seen it by Miss Seed?"

"You don't have to let anyone know. ”

Han Xiaoxi's voice was not as immature as the girl, but a little more neat and calm, telling Xue Yiyi such an order.

But Xue Yiyi has always been single-minded.

Even if he was going to be scolded by Han Xiaoxi, he still summoned the seeds.

If the seed knows, then the fire knows it.

The two hurried over and sat down in Han Xiaoxi's room.

"Why did this happen, don't tell your sisters?"

Huo Jing sat beside Han Xiaoxi considerately, hugged her shoulder, and put Han Xiaoxi's head on her shoulder.

"I ...... I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it. ”

Han Xiaoxi's lower lip trembled uncontrollably, and the grief that had been held back for a long time came out.

She hadn't cried since the day the Night King died.

This is the first time I have cried.

It was as if this was the first time it had appeared, and it was the hundredth time.

Burning every inch of her heart.

Such as on the knife mountain, as follows the sea of fire, like Ling Chi.

She never imagined that this seemingly ruthless man would sacrifice his life as the Night King for herself.

Zi'er pressed Han Xiaoxi's pulse, and used his spiritual power to investigate carefully, and sure enough, he found it.

"You're the result of excessive grief, you're too reckless. ”