Elven History Song

The anger turned into a gushing force that affected everything around him. The huge energy around the Ghost King spurted out. It was energy unique to ghosts, and the fire of the soul could not swallow it up. The huge energy was condensed together without any change in nature. It was just a large ball of pure energy. With the ghost king's last will, he wanted to devour Ling Aohan.

The will of death suddenly gathered and expanded around Ling Aohan, and then spurted out, mixed with the soul filled with various emotions. The two energies collided together, and the soul greedily swallowed up the energy that only belonged to ghosts. , and then added to Ling Aohan's will to die. The overwhelming power rushed towards the Ghost King, and his broken body could not do anything. A huge roar resounded, leaving a crater on the ground like a meteorite impact, with a fragment of the Ghost King's robe remaining inside.

Ling Aohan gathered his strength again, and his black clothes turned into magic power and disappeared. Jiaxie patted the dust on his body and walked to Ling Aohan's side. He looked at the bottom of the pit with a very calm expression on his face.

"Little handsome boy, you are indeed very strong."

The tone of Jia Xieshi's words was different from usual. There was no teasing, nor was there that kind of playful playfulness. Instead, it was calm and abnormally calm. That kind of calmness is a bit like Ling Aohan, who doesn't care about the life and death of others and is indifferent to everything. It is better to say that it is despair than calmness. This is the calmness that no one can achieve after Ling Aohan sacrificed everything, because he is in despair, and everything does not matter to him at all. All he was left with was endless pain and scars.

"If possible, I don't want this power. Who doesn't want to be an ordinary person?"

"Yeah, who doesn't want to be an ordinary person?"

Jiaxie raised his head and looked at the starry sky. Ling Aohan could never see clearly what kind of emotions were filled in her deep eyes. Sometimes it seemed that he could see through but there were layers of fog that made it impossible for him to see through this mysterious girl beside him.

"You have done a great thing."

At this time, Ling Aohan did not know that once someone killed one of the Four Emperors, he would immediately inherit his position and become the new Four Emperors. However, Ling Aohan was not interested in this at all. He was thinking about something that would even affect him. Something that surprised even myself.

His eyes seemed to transcend the limitations of time and space. What was transmitted to his brain through the retina were countless pictures that he had never seen before. Smiling, laughing, snickering, smirking... At the end of it all, what Ling Aohan saw was despair. No matter when, all that was left to Ling Aohan was pain, and the short-lived laughter only served to add to the scars that were difficult to heal.

"It can be said that he did something extraordinary."

"Haha, it's a rare joke."

"Occasionally make a joke to lighten the atmosphere. This usually only happens when a guy who doesn't look at the air appears. This is what my brother often does."

"Sounds like your brother is a lot more interesting than you."

"It's really embarrassing to ask someone as boring as me to walk with you."

"Haha, are you jealous, little handsome guy?"

Jia Xie stood in front of Ling Aohan, his seductive smirk and his seductive eyes launched a fierce offensive against Ling Aohan, and he moved closer to him step by step.

"Ugh?!"

The source of the exclamation was Jia Xieshi, who never expected that this time Ling Aohan would be the guest and move forward. Jia Xieshi was unprepared and was pushed to the tree trunk behind him by Ling Aohan. Ling Aohan blocked Jiaxieshi's retreat with his hands. Jiaxieshi's face was flushed like a helpless girl. His eyes were evasive and he did not dare to look directly at Ling Aohan. But the next moment Jiaxieshi stood on tiptoes, warm and soft. The touch passed through their lips and reached their brains. At that moment, their brains went blank, and neither of them realized what happened.

For a long time, the two of them retreated. A long-dead feeling in Ling Aohan's chest revived again. He was so focused on this feeling that he had no time to care about Jia Xieshi's reaction. After a long time, Jia Xieshi looked at him with a smile and said

"Keep walking with me, handsome boy."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Ling Aohan had a strange feeling in his heart. Before his brain could think carefully, his body had already reacted. I'm afraid this was the second time that he had done something mindless. Bar.

"my pleasure."

The evening wind passed through the silent woods, making a rustling sound, like the gentle snoring of the trees, floating ethereally around. For some reason, everything here at this moment made Ling Aohan feel relaxed and relieved for no reason, and his steps slowed down unconsciously. When he raised his head to look again, he realized that Jia Xieshi had already walked in front of him. She wanted to hurry up and catch up, but found that she didn't realize that she was already gone. Her eyes were looking forward, but she didn't know what kind of picture appeared in her mind. A few rays of cold and loose moonlight passed through the green leaves that were already asleep and fell on the girl. There was no sense of violation, so lonely, as if she I have gone through a long time alone. Ling Aohan knew what it felt like. Everything had changed, but he was the only one who remained unchanged. The only thing that supported him was the obsession in his heart that was about to be forgotten but could not be forgotten.

"Sometimes, experiencing something can make a child grow into an adult overnight, but it is often painful. Only the person involved knows how painful it is."

Jiaxie turned around and looked at Ling Aohan not far away. At the moment he was stared at, Ling Aohan's heart beat suddenly, and excessive blood poured into his brain, making him feel dizzy.

"what are you saying?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, he finally noticed it. Looking back at his every move in these days, it is not difficult to figure out

"Are you still trying to be brave?"

Jia Xieshi's words were like a heavy punch hitting Ling Aohan's heart. His blood flow speeded up unconsciously, and even his breathing became faster and faster.

"what are you saying…"

Jia Xie slowly walked toward him, and Ling Aohan subconsciously took a step back to avoid it. He was afraid, afraid of Jiaxie, and...

"Why don't you say it? Feel your heart carefully."

When Jiaxie approached Ling Aohan, who looked a little panicked, he picked up his hand and placed it on his heart.

"Can you still feel your heart beating?"

...No, no, no!

Ling Aohan's hand on his heart didn't feel any heartbeat at all. Excessive blood continued to pour into his brain, and his breathing became more rapid. Even so, he still couldn't feel any air being sucked into the alveoli, like a wave. The continuous dizziness made him feel that the whole world seemed to be spinning, and the balance of his body was completely out of control. The scene in front of him changed like a marquee... The last thing he saw was a blurry, full of Sad beautiful face.

"Well……"

I reluctantly opened my eyes, but what I saw was still blurry, and I felt dizzy as if my head had been hit hard, leaving sequelae. The fire of life burned through his entire body, and Ling Aohan felt better. At this moment, he was sitting on the bed in his room at the hotel. There were two steamed buns and a vegetable on the bedside table. Ling Aohan lowered his head and looked at his heart, and put his hand on his heart as if to confirm. The strong and regular beating of his heart was transmitted to Ling Aohan's brain through his palms, which made him feel relieved, but even so, Ling Aohan still couldn't. He didn't feel happy because he still remembered Jia Xie's words. Even though the heart of his body was still beating, the place where the other heart should be deep in his soul was empty.

Nothing needs to exist in that place. that's it. Just let things that don't exist disappear.

Repeating these words in his brain, Ling Aohan tried to calm down, but found that no matter how he tried, he could not calm down because of the pain in his chest. Ling Aohan squeezed his heart hard with his hands, but the pain did not get better at all. He shivered and curled up, his whole body buried in the quilt.