Seeking Longevity by the River of Forgetfulness

Xue Shi's red clothes fluttered in the cold wind, but the pressure of being the King of Hades did not diminish at all.He looked at the rebels under the steps of the palace indifferently, raised his hand and waved violently, and a raging fire was ignited around the Hall of Eternal Life!

The rebels were too afraid to go forward by the fire, and scattered around to find water to put out the fire.There was a flickering fire in Xue Shi's eyes, just like the shining eyes and scorching palms of that man when he first met Long Bie Yi.Without saying a word, he turned and entered the hall.

In the hall, Long Bieyi sat pitifully on the ground hugging his knees, with blood gushing out from his mouth and nose.He was trembling all over, seeing Xue Shi as if he had seen the only life-saving straw in his life, he wept bitterly, "Xiao Xue, I'm in so much pain... My internal organs are hurting..."

Xue Shi stood with the backlight, unable to see his expression clearly, which made Long Bieyi anxious, and his uneasiness grew wildly.He stood up suddenly, then fell back again, looking like a cornered beast.

"Help me, help me...Xiao Xue, lady, sweetheart, please, beat them back, please, give me another chance, I will be a good king..." Long Bieyi choked up.

Xue Shi closed his eyes, and said softly, "I can't help myself," he said hoarsely, "Forget it, forget it, forget it for this life."

How could it be forgotten, how could it be possible to forget it like this for life after life!Long Bieyi was shocked, and suddenly choked out a mouthful of blood.

"Kill everyone! Everyone will be buried with this king! Set fire to me! Burn the entire Xuan'an city! I want every life to go to hell to be a ghost and ghost!" Long Bieyi's eyes were red and hysterical roared.

Xue Shi saw Long Bieyi's twinkling peach blossom eyes filled with tears, and then uncontrollably streaming down his cheeks.

Long Bieyi said: "I'm in pain."

He said, "Xiao Xue, I'm in so much pain."

Then he limp and fell straight down.

Xue Shi knelt on the ground, hugged Long Bieyi tightly in his arms, exhausted all his strength until his whole body trembled and his veins bulged, as if he wanted to rub this slender body into his bones and blood.

The flames outside the door shot up into the sky, billowing thick smoke filled the hall, and Xue Shi's eyes burned from the smoke.But he still tried his best to widen his eyes, staring at the person in his arms with painful eyes.He stroked Long Bieyi's cheek with his hand, and wiped away the tears with his thumb, as if he could smooth out the boy's involuntary grief for more than ten years.He pressed Long Bie Yi's head on his shoulder, and his trembling lips touched his cold forehead desperately.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore..." Xue Shi murmured softly, like soothing whispers between husband and wife.

Three hundred days, from the day Long Bieyi had a nightmare, exactly three hundred days. "Bleeding from the seven orifices... the internal organs are rotten... the pain is so painful..." Zi Jin's words hit Xue Shi's eardrum like a death knell.

Xue Shi's trembling hands reached for Long Bieyi's neck.

As the air left his lungs, Long Bieyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Xue Shi's red silk clothes were soaked with big tears.

Xue Shi's heart felt like a knife, and the pain seemed to vomit blood from his heart.He couldn't control his hands, but he still tried his best to comfort him in a soft voice: "I will lead you down soon, carrying your favorite rabbit lamp. Meng Po soup is not bitter at all, you can finish it obediently, I reward you with caramel. Once you enter the underworld, don’t be afraid. I have already taken care of everything. In your next life, and every life after that, you will be safe and happy, everything will go smoothly, carefree, and you will enjoy an excellent destiny in the world. From now on, I won't let you cry, I won't let you hurt, and I will protect you forever."

Long Bieyi's body gradually became cold in his arms.Xue Shi let out a roar of weeping blood, the flames trembled, earth-shattering, heartbroken.He hugged his dead sweetheart tightly, his painful heart seemed to be cut open alive, and tears burst into tears.He read in a hoarse voice: "The next life will not fall into the emperor's house."

That day when the spring thunder began to sound, it was the Jingzhe.

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