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The boy's heart trembled, and he limped and stood up slowly.No one has revealed the identity of the highly decomposed corpse before them.But he just has a feeling: this is the body of the person who held him in his arms hundreds of years ago and cherished him day and night.

On the other side, following the breath of the mask, the zombie had already arrived in front of Qin Huakai in a blink of an eye.

Contrary to Ling Li and Tao Rujiu's expectation, it didn't take off the mask immediately, but just silently lowered its head, looking at the young man in front of it with a pair of cloudy and naked eyes.

Are there still fragments of past loves in his nearly corrupt brain?

No one knows, but they can't help but guess like this.

Qin Huakai also opened his eyes wide. In the darkness, he wanted to see some familiar shadows from the corrupt facial features.That was Dongli's unbreakable face. Even though all these years, the soul of his lover has always stayed by his side, but the face covered under the mask has indeed not been seen for a hundred years.

For a moment, even Tao Rujiu and Ling Li couldn't help being sentimental about this relationship that spanned a hundred years, but they all forgot that the corpse that was about to decay before them was not the real indestructibility.

A zombie is a zombie, a dead thing awakened by spells that only knows how to kill.

And Qin Huakai's real lover was on the other side of the magic circle, roaring at the top of his lungs.

"Don't go near it! The flowers are blooming!!!!"

Just when Qi Lin Po felt more and more difficult to parry, the fighting ghosts suddenly withdrew their fierce attack.

Dongli Bubro turned into a gust of wind and rushed into the tomb, roaring and hitting the barrier barrier that was almost like a power grid to him.

"Flowers! Don't go near it!"

Qilin Po hurriedly followed him and looked back, seeing the scene that made him horrified and heartbroken.

In the dark red flame in the depths of the tomb, the tall and ugly zombie raised his hand suddenly, and then inserted his left hand with only bones left into Qin Huakai's chest!

"no!!!!"

At this moment Tao Rujiu didn't know whether he should believe his eyes or not.Even in the darkness, he could still clearly see Qin Huakai's slender body twitch twice, then slowly lean back and fall to the ground.

There was not a single scream, the boy was always very quiet, and he didn't even know how to resist.

Or maybe, until now, I haven't understood why the person I love the most treats me like this.

Dark red blood slowly gathered around him, like the wings of death, taking away his vitality.

This was not the first death Tao Rujiu had witnessed, but it made him feel extremely sad.Because this quiet and poor boy wanted to end his short life in such a way.The grievances and grievances in the past were right and wrong, who would have the heart to continue complaining at this time?

What is in front of me is just a teenager who is bruised and bruised by love, an ordinary person who has been separated from his lover for hundreds of years and has been waiting in solitude for hundreds of years.

Putting aside the unpleasant memories of that night, what did Qin Huakai actually do?What did you miss?From the beginning to the end, he was just a grass with the least ability to control his own destiny.

Tao Rujiu closed her eyes, but couldn't hold back her tears.There was also a sharp and vague lament in his ears.And there was a voice thousands of times sadder than the two of them, rushing from the entrance of the mausoleum not far away.

Under Dongli Bupo's impact, the magic barrier sent out a series of bright and dark sparks. Qilin Po hurriedly dispelled the magic circle, and the ghost flew to the side of the fallen lover.

"Flowers... My flowers bloom..."

The ghost wailed in pain and hugged his lover into his arms, but the warm blood still penetrated the nothingness of the ghost and flowed continuously to the ground.

What kind of powerless feeling is this?It's like going back hundreds of years ago, when you had to go into battle in order to save your lover's life.

Fate turned out to be such a cycle that he couldn't protect his beloved in the only two lifetimes of love.

Hearing his call, the boy managed to open his eyes at this moment, but his eyes were helplessly distracted.

(Brother Dongli...)

He gently pressed his blood-stained hand on Dongli Bupo's heart.

(This way...isn't it great? I can...be with my big brother forever...)

"No! I don't want you to die!" Dongli Bupo crazily kissed his lover's cheek, "I don't want you to die!! I don't want you to come down with me!! I want you to live happily, grow up, and then... ..."

(Then we were reincarnated together...grow up together...you will be my dear...brother...) A smile gradually appeared on Huakai's pale face, his body became colder and colder, and finally he died together with pain. It was frozen.But there is no fear of death in my heart.

Because in that world, there is someone he loves most waiting for him.

Even Dongli Bupo, who was hugging him tightly, didn't know when Qin Huakai let out his last breath.It wasn't until the young man's hand dropped powerlessly that an uncontrollable cry of pain erupted from the grave.

Everyone was completely immersed in the grief of losing the flowers, and no one paid attention to the zombie with only a skeleton left, still wanting to get back the mask in the boy's hand.

But before it even had time to stretch out its hand, Dong Li's blood-red eyes suddenly glared viciously over.

It was ferocious that no one had ever seen before, full of killing and deep-seated hatred—it turned out to be directed at his former physical body.

"Stand back!"

Sensing the murderous intent emanating from the ghost's body, the Qi Lin Po who arrived afterward hurriedly used spells to separate Ling Li and Tao Rujiu into a protective barrier.

The last star of fire in the tomb was extinguished, and at the same time, a stronger light came out from Dongli's palm, illuminating the entire tomb instantly.

Only then did everyone see clearly that the walls around the tomb were full of murals.

An unknown painter depicted Dongli Bupo's life in the tomb in the form of murals.In this deep underground, the years have not left many traces.The colors of the murals are still bright, and the ancient world is everywhere.

In this clutter of soldiers and marketplaces, Tao Rujiu saw a young man dressed in white with delicate features.He doesn't just appear in a specific scene, but hides in the corner of almost every scene.Street corners, deep courtyards, and even a touch of white clothes on the field far away from the battlefield will always stand alone and inconspicuously in the corner of the mural.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the mural is always facing the direction of the boy in white.Perhaps the unknown artist had sympathy for this miserable young man, so he was included in the painting.

But all of this was just a short glimpse, and in the next moment, Dongli Bupo nailed the light that poured all his strength and hatred into his body!

The zombie didn't even have time to react, the whole body exploded into pieces in the light, the flying bone chips and mercury particles were deeply nailed into the wall of the tomb, the surroundings were suddenly filled with flying sand and rocks, the whole tomb vibrated, and the outside world The cave also suddenly became noisy.

"It's the sound of water!" Ling Li suddenly became excited, "We succeeded!"