Between heaven and earth, there is no more her breath.
Ye Lingyue put her soul into Taiyin Divine Seal, her breath disappeared completely at that moment.
Xi Jiuye couldn't believe this fact, but it did happen before him.
Ye Lingyue, the soul flew away.
She will never show up again.
Ye Lingyue, who made people grind their teeth, love and hate, died.
"Ha ha--"
The red light flashed in Xi Jiuye's eyes, and there was a dry laugh in his throat.
That laughter was even worse than crying.
"It's good to die, it's good to die. You are after all, and it doesn't belong to anyone. That man, like me, can never get you."
Xi Jiuye turned his eyes and fell on the man not far away.
In the end, Ye Lingyue did not marry others.
She still can only be her Ye Ling.
Xi Jiuye's heart was distorted, and his sorrow was extremely extreme. Instead, he had a morbid pleasure.
If he looked at Ye Ling and Di Xin, who lived together for two nights, he was afraid that it would be worse than death.
Since it was all dead, Ling's death that night was a good thing.
Not to mention, the death of Ye Ling, I am afraid that someone is more painful than him.
Xi Jiuye looked at Emperor Xin.
He thought that Ye Lingyue's death would make the man die better than life, crying and running, revealing the most vulnerable side.
But when he saw Emperor Xin's expression, Xi Jiuye's eyes froze.
how come?
Emperor Xin stood there, from the moment Ye Lingyue devoted himself to the Taiyin Divine Seal and disappeared completely, he remained motionless like a statue.
In the air, his robe was already worn out.
There was no sadness in his eyes, nor any other emotions.
He just stared at the expanding Yinyin Seal.
"The nanny, this is what you want."
Di Xin murmured, his voice was blown away by the wind.
He stretched out his hand, palm, and lying quietly there was a rung.
Summon Sky Rune.
"Boy, what the girl wants is not such a result, what she wants is this prosperous world, which will never fall."
Candlestick's hoarse voice showed a bit of stubbornness.
"you are?"
Di Xin felt the palm of his hand, and the Fulu was slightly hot.
Unfortunately, Di Xin couldn't hear the candlelight.
The candlelight is the same as Ye Lingyue's consciousness, but it's just the same with Ye Lingyue.
With Emperor Xin, and anyone else, Candlelight couldn't communicate.
If she could not tell the man her last wish to cheat the paper, Zhuozhao was afraid that she would be annoying herself.
"Huh, there's an ancient spirit hidden in this thing. Boy, that guy wants to talk to you."
Fortunately, it also came from the ancient Yaoyang evil monarch who captured this breath.
"Say."
Di Xin looked at the Summoning Tianfu.
Fingers clenched slightly.
Ye Lingyue fell in front of his eyes, and Di Xin's heart was almost suffocating at that moment.
He didn't know what to do, whether it was life or death, all these things were no longer important to him.
It turned out that after the most important person left, the whole world was empty.
"Old guy, you told the kid, the girl lied to the paper ... dead. But she left a last word, she said, she would keep this prosperous and prosperous, and never fall.
The candle choked.
"It's still flourishing, this broken place, after experiencing the black star, it is already very good to be able to live."
The demon monarch could not understand Ye Lingyue's logic.
Although talking about the dead, it is immoral.
But heaven and earth, where and where is the black death star flooded, can still be saved.
This kind of fart, the demon monarch has no strength to tell.
What's more, what is the meaning of Dixin's boy's mood at this moment?
The demon-yang evil snorted.
But looking at the miserable part of that girl's death, the demon-yang evil lord decided to make it difficult for him, and helped tell him.
"Never fall ... is this her last words?"
After listening to the words of the demon-evil monarch, Di Xin had a slight fluctuation on his almost numb face.
"Uh ... kid, don't be sad. Women are like clothes. This woman didn't expect you to die. You still feel sad and sad."
The demon monarch muttered.
"Shut up! What do you know!"
Di Xin was furious, and there was a violent storm of blood inside the phoenix eyes.
At his feet, the swords of the princes buzzed.
The demon monarch shivered.
Upon the woman's death, Di Xin's emotions seemed to be unchanged, but in fact she fell to the bottom.
This kid seems to have changed his mind all at once.
Feeling ... Yaoyang evil monarch is an excited spirit, thinking of the original ghost emperor.
The emperor Xin in front of him seemed to be the decisive ghost emperor who killed the decisive.
The ghost emperor Wu Zhong before Ye Lingyue was so moody and ruthless.
Both the candlelights of the demon monarch and the evil spirit felt uneasy.
"She never thought of me, but I always thought of her. She wants the prosperity here to live forever, never to fall, and I will give her a lifetime.
Di Xin laughed loudly.
"That kid, won't it be crazy?"
Xi Jiuye's expected crying and runny nose did not appear.
When he saw Di Xin, there was a burst of anger, then a burst of laughter, moody mood, which made Xi Jiuye at a loss.
"Lingyue is gone, and his heart is dead."
Behind him, Xin Lin looked at Emperor Xin, wondering if it was pity or uncomfortable.
She has Di Xin's bones on her body.
At the moment of Ye Lingyue's death, she could feel the same and feel the emotions of the two at the same time.
At that time, Ye Lingyue was reluctant.
Only between reluctance and responsibility, she finally chose responsibility.
Di Xin is angry and desperate.
On the one hand, he was annoyed by Ye Lingyue's despair, on the other hand, he was desperate that he could not save Ye Lingyue.
At this time, what he hated most should be himself.
"Heart-dead? Little devil, don't you say some grandiose words there, you are such a little, you know what heart-death is?"
Xi Jiuye glanced at Xiao Xinlin, dissatisfied with his statement.
"Only by personal experience will you know the feeling of death. Xi Jiuye, you never know what love is and what love is."
Xiao Xinlin's words made Xi Jiuye startled again.
"Little devil ..."
Xi Jiuye just wanted to speak sarcasm, but was surprised by Xin Lin's eyes.
What kind of eyes are that, those eyes that are clear and black, should belong to the eyes of a child, but at this moment, it is so full of world.
Xiao Xinlin stood there, but his body exuded an unconscious heartache.
Her small shoulders pulled down.
It is a kind of unprecedented grief, it comes from the depth of Xin Lin's soul.
Rooted in the soul, no matter how many times it has gone through reincarnation, it can't relieve the sadness.
Only those who have really experienced it will know what death is.