A sea of star antler flowers.
The place where Wangyue has lived for thousands of years is also the place where he was buried.
Standing in front of the empty tomb, she frowned, waved her right hand gently, and the door of the tombstone was opened.
She always felt that the lingering aura of Wangyue here was not a living thing, but it did come from Wangyue.
Since the spirit of a god is scattered between heaven and earth after it is dissipated, he is different from mortals in that he will leave a body for future generations to mourn.
As a god, he feels even more lonely. To die is to disappear from this world forever.
She was very lucky, with Wang Yue's rescue and half of Ye Xuanji's divine power. It took thousands of years to reunite her soul.
But looking at the moon...
She knew it was impossible for him to come back.
"Hiss—" Just as she was lost in thought, a golden light flashed in front of her eyes.
The aura coming from Wangyue became stronger, and the next second, a water mirror appeared in front of her, with Wangyue appearing on it.
"Don't be afraid! Make the decision you think is right, and don't let the Three Realms perish like this..."
"Wha—" A burst of black mist flashed in front of her, the water mirror disappeared instantly, and the moon also disappeared...
She didn't turn around, but she knew who was standing behind her.
It came quite quickly...
"Qingchen, you don't have to worry about some things..." His voice was very deep, and seemed to be mixed with countless complicated emotions, making it unpredictable.
Luo Qingchen took a deep breath, turned around slowly, looked at him seriously with a beautiful pair of eyes and said, "If you say it's not you, I will believe it."
"It's me." He did not deny it, his deep eyes were calm.
No confession, no apology, not even regret.
Probably because everything he did was inevitable from beginning to end, or maybe he had planned to unify the three realms from a long time ago.
He just followed the plan and executed it step by step.
"Why?" Luo Qingchen took a deep breath, clenched his fist tightly with his right hand, and slowly released it: "Even...even if you want to unify the three realms, why do you want to kill Wangyue."
"Because you want you to help me." Ye Xuanji looked at him indifferently and gave her an answer.
"If you don't kill Wangyue, I will help you!" Luo Qingchen pulled out the Fengwu sword and looked at him and said, "But you didn't even let Ning'er and Xiao Lang go."
"Only endless hatred can inspire a person's full strength." Ye Xuanji raised his eyebrows and looked at her and said, "Without you, I wouldn't be able to capture Nantianmen."
"Stop talking—" she roared, and the entire empty tomb began to shake violently.
The snowflakes at the door drifted in with the cold wind and fell on her blue hair. On the shoulder, on the sword...
But this time, Ye Xuanji never came forward, looked at her tenderly, and helped her take off the snowflakes.
He just stared at him blankly, as if he was using up all his strength in his life to remember her appearance.
"Okay." He responded lightly, narrowed his eyes and said, "If you are willing to accompany me to rule the three realms, your position next to me will always be..."
"You know it's impossible." Luo Qingchen bit her lip and said with an extremely sad smile: "Actually, I really want to promise you, and I also really want to hear the answer."
That day, they toasted to each other, and he didn't have an answer.
But you have to live up to your own conscience...
He personally killed Ning'er and Xiao Lang, and killed Wangyue. Can anyone tell her how to pretend that nothing happened? (To be continued)