This remnant soul has always been Huaishan's last hope, but now, this last hope is about to disappear.
"Don't be afraid." As if sensing Huai Shan's despair, Xiao Zhi smiled gently, as gentle and moving as he had been a thousand years ago.
Xiaozhi's voice was very pleasant, like the sound of a mountain spring. She stretched out her arms, as if wanting to hug Huaishan.
Unfortunately, she was just an afterimage, and her hands passed through Huai Shan's body in vain.
Xiaozhi maintained the hugging posture, her voice soft and full of expectation: "Huaishan, I like you."
The residual soul has no consciousness.
What Xiaozhi says and does now are just what his soul thought and felt when he was alive.
Crystal clear tears welled up in Huaishan's eyes. He finally broke down and choked out, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry Xiaozhi."
Xiaozhi shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't cry, don't be afraid, Huaishan, I never blame you."
"I like you."
Xiaozhi's body has gradually become transparent and is about to merge with the air.
He was disappearing, and Huai Shan tried to catch her in panic, but he only grabbed a handful of air in vain.
"Let it go, brother."
"Huaishan, I like you so much."
These are the two sentences Xiao left behind before he completely disappeared.
Huai Shan looked up to the sky and howled in despair. Dark clouds rolled in, waves surged, and the sky and the earth changed color in an instant.
His last hope just vanished so easily.
How hateful.
In an instant, Huai Shan wanted to pick up the sword and fall to the devil on the spot.
Why, why do you treat him like this?!
His hands trembled as he stroked the camellia flowers on the ground, and finally he just sat down on the ground dejectedly.
He is the emperor. This is his glory and also his shackles.
He can sacrifice one person for another.
He cannot sacrifice the whole world for one person.
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