Si Yu blurted out without hesitation, "I do."

The firmness of Penglai, who has seen the world, has been revived.

He was meaningful, “Do you know what it means to offer a soul?”

Without waiting for Si Yu to answer.

He said slowly, "For ordinary people, if they offer their souls, they will disappear from the world and no longer have the reincarnation of life.

And your soul is the Ziwei Star Life that is hard to come by in a century. No matter how big the mistake you make in this life, you will still be an emperor in the next life. If you offer your soul, you will never be able to reincarnate forever."

Speaking of this, Penglai deliberately paused, stared at Si Yu deeply, and asked his soul questioned.

"It is your lifelong wish to be emperor. Even if you offer your soul to cause the phoenix to rebirth, Song Zhao will be reborn. You still can't have any results with her. She will never know that you have let her be reborn. Are you really willing?"

In Penglai's view.

No one is willing to sacrifice his own soul to rebirth another person.

What's more, Si Yu's fate is so one in a million.

Si Yu's eyes were reluctant to move away from Song Zhao for a moment, and deep affection appeared in his transparent eyes.

"I once thought that being an emperor was the greatest joy in the world, but later I realized it.

What makes me happy is not the right to control everything in a high position, nor the pleasure of making enemies become prisoners.

But I was eager to go crazy, Azhao could choose me firmly."

Instead of every time, she stood opposite him and followed others.

When she chose Qi Dan, he wondered if she thought Qi Dan could be called emperor, so she chose Qi Dan.

If he could be the emperor, would she look on him?

"It turns out that all I have tried my best to do over the years is just to win Azhao's smile."

Si Yu curled his lips and smiled. The tenderness he had never felt before. The human touch he had lost due to bloody killing appeared again when he thought of Song Zhao.

"If A Zhao had not been promoted to emperor for generations, what would it mean?"

Penglai said cruelly,

"Once you give your soul, she won't remember you, and you won't even have the chance to be reborn. She still can't choose you, and you have no results."

Si Yu smiled bitterly, "If Ah Zhao knew about this, he would definitely not look down on me. She would not know that she could be happy."

even if.

There is no him in the world after rebirth.

Very reluctant to leave.

But.

"I don't want to see her buried alone in the coffin again."

Such a delicate and expensive girl should be born to be spoiled.

He knew that Song Zhao was resentful when he died.

She must have many regrets if she wants to do it again.

The phoenix's Nirvana can return to the previous life with the memories of rebirth. She can keep her eyes open and avoid going wrong paths.

"I want her to have a lifetime and a glorious life again."

Penglai sighed in his heart about the deep love of the man, "What about your regrets?"

Si Yu said, "My biggest regret is that I have never protected her. I originally hoped that she would like me, but now I have done such a world-destroying thing. I know that she likes kind people and I have missed it forever."

So, as long as his beloved girl is happy.

Demons never need redemption or understanding.

He only needs to find his light, look up to him for a lifetime, and protect him for a lifetime.

Song Zhao is Si Yu's light.

*

Rebirth is not easy.

In addition to enough resentment, Song Zhao also needs firm belief.

Si Yu's soul entered Song Zhao's life soul. Only by using his zimuth astrological protection can Song Zhao's soul be kept from dissipating.

"Azhao, this time, I can finally protect you openly."

Time flies, and time passes.

A hundred years of solitude has made Song Zhao lonely for a hundred years.

Si Yu's soul was bound to Song Zhao.

He is no longer himself.

Stay with Song Zhao every day, like a perverted voyeur.

Seeing Song Zhao studying medicine, Song Zhao curiously stepped on the clouds to see another modern world.

Si Yu felt Song Zhao's loneliness day and night.

For Song Zhao, although she was lonely, she could communicate with other living souls and listen to Penglai's teachings.

In Si Yu's world, there is only Song Zhao.

It can be seen, can't touch, can't say it.

He is sweet and painful.

Song Zhao became quieter and quieter, no longer as happy as before, and began to develop in a mature and sensible direction.

Si Yu felt very distressed. He talked to Song Zhao every day and told stories to Song Zhao. When Song Zhao sighed because of boredom, he shouted her name loudly.

"You are not alone."

"I'll be with you."

“I’ve been there.”

In order to restore Song Zhao to his carefree appearance, Si Yu racked his brains, but because neither of them had the ability to perceive, they were not able to do enough.

Occasionally there will be times of relaxation.

Song Zhao successfully overcomes the problem when he was studying medicine and can't help but smile.

A very faint smile.

Si Yu felt relieved.

After searching for the spring for half a lifetime, you will be smiling.

A hundred years have passed, and Ke Siyu is with Song Zhao, and you can see her every day, but your life is not sad.

Until a hundred years passed quickly, Si Yu's soul became weaker and weaker, and he was almost unable to hold on to Song Zhao.

He knew that it was time for him and his soul was about to be scattered.

His mission is completed.

He can no longer be with Song Zhao.

In the last few days, Si Yu began to think about it alone again.

He didn't dare to blink at all times, staring at Song Zhao greedily, repeating a lot.

"You can go home soon. If I am not by your side in the future, you must be happy."

"Don't you be as stupid as you were in your previous life anymore? You must keep your eyes open and choose someone who deserves trust."

"I still like you to be arrogant and domineering. Don't be so mature and sensible. Don't bear the blame for your previous life. You have not been sorry for anyone."

...

As he talked.

Si Yu was too tired.

He was about to lose consciousness, trying to gather his mind, murmured without hope, "And... I hope you don't like others.

I have never confessed my feelings to you, it's too unfair.

Although I am not a good person, I like you very much, I like you very much."

"A Zhao."

"Can you... like this bad and bad person. Don't need too much, just a little bit, just..."

*

The blood mist dissipated.

Song Zhao still couldn't get out of the clouds all over the sky.
To be continued...