In the world, there is no breath of her anymore.
Ye Lingyue threw her soul into the Taiyin Seal, and her aura completely disappeared at that moment.
Xi Jiuye couldn't believe this fact, but all this happened right before his eyes.
Ye Lingyue lost her soul.
She will never appear again.
Ye Lingyue, who made people gnash their teeth and loved and hated at the same time, died.
"hehe-"
Xi Jiuye's eyes flashed red, and a dry laugh came out of his throat.
That laughter was actually worse than crying.
"It's good to die, it's good to die. After all, you don't belong to anyone. That man, like me, will never get you."
Xi Jiuye turned his gaze and landed on the person not far away.
In the end, Ye Lingyue did not marry anyone else either.
She is still Yeling who can only be her.
Xi Jiuye's heart was distorted, and his grief was extreme, but he felt a kind of morbid pleasure instead.
If he saw Yeling and Dixin living together, he would feel worse than death.
Since they were all dead, then Yeling's death might not have been a bad thing.
Not to mention, Yeling's death, I'm afraid someone is more painful than him.
Xi Jiuye looked at Emperor Shen.
He originally thought that Ye Lingyue's death would make that man's life worse than death, crying bitterly, revealing his most vulnerable side.
But when he saw Di Xin's expression, Xi Jiuye's eyes froze.
how come
Emperor Xin stood there, and from the moment Ye Lingyue threw himself into the Taiyin God Seal and disappeared completely, he remained motionless, like a statue.
In mid-air, the robe on his body was already worn out.
There was no sadness, nor any other emotion in his eyes.
He just stared at the ever-expanding Taiyin seal.
"Women washing, this is the result you want."
Emperor Xin murmured, his voice was blown away by the wind.
He stretched out his hand, and there was a talisman lying quietly in the palm of his hand.
Summon the talisman.
"Boy, what the girl wants is not such a result, what she wants is this prosperous world, which will last forever."
In Zhuzhao's hoarse voice, there was a bit of stubbornness.
"Who are you?"
Di Xin felt the palm of his hand, and the talisman was slightly hot.
It's a pity that Emperor Xin couldn't hear the sound of Zhuzhao.
Zhuzhao has the same spiritual consciousness as Ye Lingyue, but it is only connected with Ye Lingyue.
Zhuzhao couldn't communicate with Emperor Xin, or anyone else.
If she can't tell this man the girl's last wish, Zhu Zhao will probably annoy herself to death.
"Tsk, there is actually an ancient creature hidden in this thing. Boy, that guy wants to talk to you."
Fortunately, it also came from the ancient Yaoyang Xiejun who captured this breath.
"explain."
Emperor Xin looked at the summoning talisman.
Unconsciously, the fingers gathered a little.
Ye Lingyue fell in front of his eyes, and Dixin's heart felt almost suffocating pain at that moment.
He didn't know what to do, whether it was life or death, all of this was no longer important to him.
It turned out that after the most important person left, the whole world was empty.
"Old guy, you tell that kid that the girl lied to the paper... she died. But she left a last word, she said that she would keep this prosperous and prosperous world forever."
Zhuzhao choked with sobs.
"It's still a prosperous age. After experiencing the black star, it's pretty good that people can still live in this broken place."
Yaoyang Xiejun simply couldn't understand Ye Lingyue's logic.
Although it is immoral to speak the words of the dead.
But in the sky and on the earth, no matter where the black death star flooded, it can still be preserved.
This kind of nonsense, Yaoyang Xiejun doesn't even have the energy to tell it.
What's more, what's the point of conveying such words to the mood of that boy Dixin at the moment
Yaoyang Xiejun snorted.
But seeing that girl's death was quite miserable, Yaoyang Xiejun decided to refrain from doing it himself and help to pass on the news.
"I will never fall... Are these her last words?"
After listening to Yaoyang Xiejun's words, Emperor Xin's almost numb face showed slight fluctuations.
"Uh... boy, don't be sad. Women are like clothes. This woman never thought of you until she died. Why are you so sad?"
Yaoyang Xiejun muttered.
"Shut up! What do you know!"
The emperor was furious, and there was a gust of blood in the phoenix eyes.
Under his feet, the sword of princes beeped.
Yaoyang Xiejun shuddered.
As soon as the woman died, Di Xin's mood seemed not to fluctuate, but in fact he fell to the bottom.
This kid seems to have changed all of a sudden.
Feeling... Yaoyang Xiejun was shocked, thinking of the ghost emperor back then.
The emperor in front of him seemed to have suddenly become the resolute ghost emperor back then.
Wu Zhong, the ghost emperor before meeting Ye Lingyue, was so moody and ruthless.
Both Yaoyang Xiejun and Zhuzhao felt uneasy.
"She never thought of me, but I always thought of her. If she wants this place to be prosperous and prosperous forever, I will give her back forever."
Dixin laughed out loud.
"That kid, isn't he crazy?"
Xi Jiuye's expected tears and tears did not appear.
When he saw the emperor, he shouted angrily, and then laughed, his moody state made Xi Jiuye a little at a loss.
"Lingyue is gone, and his heart is also dead."
Behind him, Xin Lin looked at Di Xin, not knowing whether it was pity or distress.
On her body, there is the bone of Emperor Xin.
At the moment Ye Lingyue died, she could empathize with her and feel the emotions of two people at the same time.
At that time, Ye Lingyue was reluctant.
Just between reluctance and responsibility, she finally chose responsibility.
Emperor Xin is angry and desperate.
On the one hand, he was annoyed by Ye Lingyue's unfeelingness, and on the other hand, he was desperate for his inability to save Ye Lingyue.
At this time, what he hates the most should be himself.
"Heart death? Brat, don't say some high-sounding words there, you little guy, do you know what is heart death?"
Xi Jiuye glanced at Xiao Xinlin, dissatisfied with his statement.
"Only by experiencing it personally can you know the feeling of death. Xi Jiuye, you never know what is love and what is love."
Xiao Xinlin's words made Xi Jiuye startled again.
"Imp..."
Xi Jiuye just wanted to sarcastically, but was startled by Xin Lin's eyes.
What kind of eyes are those? Those clear and pitch-black eyes should belong to a child's eyes, but at this moment, they are full of sophistication.
Xiao Xinlin stood there, but she exuded an unknowingly heart-wrenching aura.
Her small shoulders drooped.
It was an unprecedented sense of pain, which came from the depths of Xin Lin's soul.
Rooted in the soul, no matter how many times you have experienced reincarnation, you can't let go of the pain.
Only those who have really experienced it know what heart death is.