"Don't be afraid! Brother Zehao, don't be afraid! Everyone's life and death are destined, don't use other people's lives to extend mine." Luo Liyan shook her head invisibly.
To prolong the life of a human being, such an act against the heavens requires at least the cost of the lives of thousands of people.
She didn't want to turn the prosperous capital into nothingness because of herself.
"So what? What do they have to do with me?!" Yi Zehao growled impatiently.
But after he finished yelling, he stopped in a panic, holding Luo Liyan's little hand with a terrified expression, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill you, I didn't mean to kill you."
"I know. I know." Luo Liyan's eyes were soft like a little expanding halo, covering Yi Zehao's whole body, "Don't be afraid, you are Yi Zehao, how can the majestic ghost king Don't be frightened by life and death."
"There is no farewell! Even if you are dead and turned into a ghost, it still belongs to me." Yi Zehao held Luo Liyan's hand restlessly with his big palm, and squeezed it lightly, as if he could hold Luo Liyan's hand in this way. She held on firmly.
But the uneasiness in my heart became more and more intense with the slowly passing life.
"Farewell does not mean that there is no chance to meet again, don't be sad, we... we can meet again, you have to believe me." Luo Liyan's breathing became lighter and lighter, and it became difficult to say a few more words .
"Yes, I know it will." Yi Zehao lowered his eyes, and his words were very heavy, and he didn't know whether he was comforting the beloved woman in his arms or comforting himself.
But he knew it would not happen, and Yanyan must have kept secrets from him.
It doesn't matter, it's nothing more than a set left by Tiandao for himself.
If Yanyan was there, he would rather be chained and be an obedient vicious dog.
But if Tiandao hides Yanyan, what if he overthrows Jiuchongtian.
If he wants to protect human beings, then he will slaughter all the human beings in the Kyushu Continent.
He didn't believe that Tiandao would not return the smoke to himself.
Luo Liyan looked at the chill that couldn't be hidden in Yi Zehao's eyes, and felt more and more uneasy in her heart.
She held on to her last breath and said so much because she was afraid that he would do something stupid.
As the king of ghosts who will never die or leave, she must let him sleep with her willingly, so as to ensure the safety of this world.
But she was really tired.
Luo Liyan closed her eyes little by little, her breathing gradually became lighter, but she was still talking to herself.
Yi Zehao put his ear to her lips, and he heard what she said clearly.
"Zehao...you won't see me anymore, don't be afraid, don't do anything to try to find me. You sleep with me... we sleep together... you wait for me, I... I will wake you up, you wait I!"
Yi Zehao's scarlet eyes shrank slightly, he wanted to refute, he wanted to threaten the love in his arms, and tell her to leave him alone.
But his lips, which had completely lost their color, squirmed a few times, but in the end he couldn't utter a single threatening word.
"Okay, I promise you!" Yi Zehao's deep voice sounded like a distant bell ringing in Luo Liyan's ears.
The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and all time stood still.
Yi Zehao raised his hand and stroked her cheek lightly, drops of bright red blood and tears fell from his eyes.
"Little liar!" He smiled lightly, with a doting tone, but he seemed to have lost all anger.
That tall and straight figure became hunched, he carefully picked up Luo Liyan, and walked slowly towards the outside of the palace.
Everyone seemed to have not seen them, but in Yi Zehao's eyes, everything no longer existed.
Don't be afraid of Yanyan, the huge imperial tomb is so dark.
How could I be willing to let you sleep in it alone.
I am with you.
Little liar, you said you would come to wake me up, you must come, you know
Don't keep me waiting.
You know, I've never been very patient.
Forget it, as long as you come, no matter how long it takes, I can afford to wait.
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