The bloody scene was exactly the same as what I saw in my dreams. The only difference was that I was not separated from the body and died.

For three days, hundreds of thousands of corpses were piled up outside Lunan City, with blood soaring into the sky, crows flying in groups, and vultures came together.

People from the northern border were frightened by this formation.

They directly tied up their coach and came to surrender, which belonged to Southern Xinjiang.

Cangqiong wrote a memorial to the book, allowing the king of southern Xinjiang to exile all the royal family in the northern Xinjiang to the north of the snow-capped mountains, and he would never return to the northern Xinjiang or in southern Xinjiang again.

Qi Jingque lost a hand. Although he stopped the blood by himself, he did not deal with it. The blood on his hands was dry and his whole body was pale.

I don’t know what Si Qingsha did to me, so that my heart was pierced and I was not dead yet, and I could still lie quietly in his arms. When I was tired, I woke up naturally after sleeping well.

Si Qingsha was sure that only Qi Jingque was alive, so he hugged me and turned around.

Qi Jingque did not sleep for three days, his eyes were red, he was no longer full of energy, no longer imposing, and his face was magnificent, and his male and female were covered with stubble.

Three days, it was like three lives, three lives changed, and he became less like him, and he could never be like him again.

Hundreds of thousands of lives died before him, and he was the sinner of the ages. Even if these people were not killed by him, he would still bear these lives.

"You monsters." Qi Jingque shouted behind us with a hoarse voice: "You are monsters, murderous monsters."

No one paid attention to him, even though he was hysterical and shouted loudly, no one responded to him. The soldiers in southern Xinjiang received the order from Si Qingsha to not kill him.

Even if I walked and saw him, I would never touch him at all.

The most indifferent and selfless things are the most hurtful.

People in southern Xinjiang told him with practical actions that even if he was an emperor, his teeth had been removed and his claws were cut off, he would not be a threat to anyone.

The people of Southern Xinjiang would not regard him as a threat. He was completely defeated and defeated to Southern Xinjiang.

It started to snow on a sunny day for half a month.

There is clearly sunshine, but the snow is like goose tides.

Fallen from the sky one by one.

I still have the strength to raise my hand and catch a snowflake.

The snowflakes fell on my hands and did not melt. They lay quietly in the palm of my hands, like a blooming snow lotus, beautiful and flawless.

"Zuoshi, are you lonely?" I looked at Xuehua and asked Si Qingsha who had been walking.

Si Qingsha's jaw was tense and his mouth was slightly opened: "I'm not lonely."

"Do you have someone you want?" I said again.

He paused slightly: "No one can live better than me. So what if I get it, so what if I can't get it. So what if I can't get it, I will die after all."

I couldn't help but smile suddenly: "What you said is that no one can live better than you. You will always be alone, lonely and cold, and when you get used to it, you will become nature."

"Just like I clearly don't like the cold, I was chosen by Aya and taken to the snow-capped mountains. You taught me since you were a child, looking at the history of ancient and modern times, the stories of strange people."

"You tell me everything, and you let me know that life is rich and colorful. Even if you don't go out, it will still be on the snow-capped mountains, like a prosperous world."

"I thank you, thank you really."

My life is very short, and I don’t want to live a long and old age, and I can’t walk anymore, so I will make a sacrifice automatically.

It’s better to die early. No matter how I jump, no matter how I yearn for the outside, the last thing I waited for me was that I would offer sacrifices to him.

"You're welcome." Si Qingsha said these four words coldly, without saying anything.

He just hugged me and walked towards the snow-capped mountains.

The people from southern Xinjiang sang and danced along the way, and were very happy. The southern Xinjiang won and defeated the Beiling Strong Kingdom.

When I heard these cheers, my heart was as calm as water.

Back to the snow-capped mountain, at the entrance of the temple, I saw the Si Banquet.

He was wearing a white monk's robe, with an old face and white eyebrows.

He is no longer a handsome monk with picturesque eyes, but an old monk.

I can only explore his former appearance in the vague contour of my facial features.

I opened my mouth, all the words stuck in my throat and couldn't speak.

I thought I was Si Qing and saved me, but I didn't expect that Si Yanshi exchanged his life for his life. The sword penetrated my heart. Why didn't I die? What should I do if I'm alive?

The gentle voice also grew old, "Your Highness, you are back."

Still compassionate, as if the loss of life has nothing to do with him.

"Why?"

Si Yanshi's eyes were neither sad nor happy: "Everything in the world is fair. Some people die for him and some people live for you. You are worthless in front of some people, but how can you know that you are not a priceless treasure in the heart of another person!"

I was worthless in front of Qi Jingque, but in their hearts, it was irreplaceable and priceless treasure. This fate is really ridiculous.

"Then can you stay in your clogs for a few days?" I asked lightly.

"Your Highness needs it, so I should live here for a while."

After receiving his promise, I felt at ease.

When I went to the temple, I saw a big hole in my body, and blood dripped down my head. I was still alive, and I was such a monster.

Aya touched me with its long tail tip, and I smiled at it: "Has I become a monster like you?"

It tilted its head and looked at me as if it understood my words.

I washed it in the hot spring water and changed into a clean red dress.

In my temple, there are no other colors of skirts except red skirts. This unchanging law is like the top of a snowy mountain, which is always white.

Spotless temple, long skirts falling to the ground, and bleeding chest.

The blood cannot be seen in red, this is the benefit of red clothes.

I took the white spirit fruit and dressed up beautifully to meet the Si Banquet.

I really didn't get used to his old look. Bai Lingguo placed it on the table and I stretched out my hand to him.

He looked at my hand that was stretched out to him. After a long time, he slowly put his hand in my hand. I held his hand tightly: "In this world, love is a lie."

"A man who lives and dies for you will never appear. Only relatives are willing to travel for you to lose his life. He will be a banquet. Why do you want to become a monk?"

My relatives, my most affectionate relative, are only him.

Si Yanqi's hand was placed on my hand and didn't move, letting me hold his hand tightly, "No one can tell the truth about the world."

"I am willing to do so. Your Highness doesn't have to worry. The emperor you choose is very good, better than me."

I laughed, blinked my sour eyes, and took a white spirit fruit for him: "I picked it with my own hands, try it."

When he took the fruit, he pulled his hand back.

Holding the fruit I handed over with both hands, I took a bite gently.

I chewed and swallowed slowly before I raised my eyes: "The fruit tastes very good, this is the second time I have eaten it."

The Bailing Fruit is only available in the Snow Mountain Holy Land, and it is Aya’s thing. It only grows a few a year, and even Aya is reluctant to eat it.

"I like to eat, come again next time." After my calm words fell, his body fell down.

Shock appeared in his compassionate eyes, and I lay on his body and touched his face with my hand: "You are romantic and unparalleled, and you shouldn't be old. You have lost your best years for someone who has made a mistake."

"All this is my fault. If you make a mistake, you will be punished, rather than letting those who care about me use their own lives to make up for my mistakes."

"I don't want your life. I didn't want it before, and I don't want it now, and I don't want it in the future. Remember, I am the high priest of southern Xinjiang. I only exist in legends, without any secular world, and will not receive any favors."

Cut his palm and tied his fingers together. I will return his life to him by using the method of extending my life. I don’t need his life, I don’t need it at all.

The loss of vitality and the pain in the chest spreads all of a sudden.

He has grown old from a rosy boy to a picturesque boy. I like to see such a boy. He is my relative, that's fine.

With the last breath, I pulled Jimei's blanket for him and covered him.

Called Aya, Aya encircled me and took me away.

There is a forbidden area at the deepest part of the temple.

No one except Si Qingsha would come in.

I asked Aya to drag me over.

There was a bright light inside, looming. Si Qingsha had already been sure that I would come, and it was also true that I didn't want Si Yanshi's life.

He reached out to catch my body in front of a sarcophagus, his pupils stood up, and said slowly to me: "You are the youngest one who came here in history."

I leaned in his arms and slowly climbed on his neck: "I hope it's a dream. After I woke up from the dream, I was still the carefree high priest of the southern border, or the daughter under my parents' knees."

"This is not a dream, it is reality." Si Qingsha cut off all my fantasies, "From the moment you walk in, you have truly sacrificed yourself to me and can never go out again."

"Then don't go out, don't have the next life. It's great if there is no previous life." I leaned my head between his neck and slowly closed my eyes.

He sighed leisurely and pushed away the sarcophagus that he leaned on. The sarcophagus made a heavy sound, just like a muffled thunder in the quiet night.

He hugged me and lay in. I touched scales on his neck, which felt like jade. I was not afraid at all, I just felt that this was relief.

My eyes were not open, and I felt my breathing getting lighter and shallower. Suddenly, my body became heavier and Si Qingsha's powerful arm flipped, causing me to lie in his arms. He pressed my head and let my head press tightly against his heart.

I heard his heartbeat, and then his cold lips were stamped on my forehead, "Thank you, she is so old, sleeping on the ground, I will never see you again."

"She told me that as long as I wait, everything in the past will eventually come back, everything will return to the starting point, and everyone will live well."

His voice was obviously very small, but it echoed in my ears. It was all pitiful and I couldn't help myself.

"Go to sleep, I'll be with you."

After his words fell, my head tilted, and I had no strength at all, and I lay with him in this dark and shiny sarcophagus.
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