After Crossing Through Ten Worlds, I Failed To Run Away

Qin Ruwang was held by the Son of God, and put them on the fair neck. The skin touched by the fingertips was soft and smooth, but it was pale and warm. When the Son of God guided him to tighten his fingers, he was startled. As if being scalded, shake off Shenzi's hand.

"Could it be that your heart has softened?"

Shenzi sat in front of him, his beautiful pupils were slightly curved, his smile was as gentle as water, but full of indifference and coldness.

From Qin Ruwang's point of view, his heart seemed to be made of jade, crystal clear, not causing dust, but cold and hard, without the slightest crack, no one could invade his heart, even his own body. Indifferent, not caring about his own life.

"You shouldn't be like this." Shenzi shook his head and said with a soft sigh, "Now that you are the King of Great Xia, you will surely achieve supremacy and unify the world in the future. If you want to be the co-lord of the world, you will surely step on the mountain of corpses." There is no need for extra benevolence in the sea, the road to success and death."

He took Qin Ruwang's hand again, patted the back of his hand, showing a hint of a smile.

"I am already a dying person, so start with me, remove the obstacles one by one, kill me with your own hands, and fulfill your long-cherished wish for many years, which can be regarded as a gift from me to the new emperor."

The more he went on, the more Qin Ruwang's heart sank. When he heard the end, he almost lost his composure, and suddenly grabbed Shenzi's hand, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly, "I don't want this job." Congratulations."

"Then what do you want?" Shenzi asked, "My life is not long. Before I die, there is nothing I can give you except this life."

Qin Ru looked silent, pinched Shenzi's chin, told him to raise his head, stared into his eyes, and spoke in a low voice.

"You are not from Daxia, why do you expect me to become the lord of Daxia so much? What does this have to do with you? You know very well that in the future, I will definitely destroy the Wushen Kingdom, and those envoys also—"

"That's exactly what I was hoping for."

The god child smiled instead.

"The witch god is dead, and the Kingdom of God is slowly falling into evil. Do you know how many lives the Kingdom of God has to sacrifice every year in order to choose the Son and Goddess, and how much torture we have to suffer?"

"You say you are an envoy of God, but we live like ghosts. If we don't have help from others, we won't even be able to get out of this door!"

He became agitated in a rare way, a sickly blush suddenly appeared on his face, a trace of blood leaked from the corner of his lips, his expression was half smile, half cry, half cry.

"Only you can destroy and save the Kingdom of God. With my remaining life, I will never see that day, so let me be the first person in the Kingdom of God to die at your hands? Qin Ruwang, you killed me, come and kill me—”

"enough!"

The young monarch's face was cold, and he suddenly picked up Shenzi from the chair, let him lie back on the bed, and forced him to eat the longevity medicine refined by the goddess, watching him gradually calm down, and then said in a low voice .

"You're tired, so you can take a rest and stop talking nonsense." He said, "You won't die. The widow doesn't allow you to die, so you can't die. The widow wants you to watch with your own eyes how the Wushen Kingdom is buried in Daxia. Under the iron heel, you will not die until then."

Shenzi smiled lightly, but he seemed to be really tired, he didn't speak for a long time, he closed his eyes lightly, his voice was as soft as a murmur in a dream.

"...Yes, you are the Lord of the Great Xia. Today is the day for your grand ceremony. If you want to sacrifice to heaven, earth and ancestors, you must keep your body and mind clean. How can you get your hands full of blood?"

"I look forward to the day you speak of, Your Majesty..."

He finally calmed down, his complexion was as pale as ice and snow, but it was as fragile as glass, beautiful and fragile, which made people feel pity.

Qin Ruwang stood in front of his bed, stared at his face for a long time, suddenly stretched out his hand, touched it lightly with his fingertips, and slowly slid down the corners of his eyes.

He had imagined countless times what kind of eyebrows and eyes would be under this mask, and this day he finally saw his true face, but found that it was even more moving than he thought.

In the past, he always thought that he would not care about anyone except his mother who died early, and if he said there was, it was only hatred.

He hated his father who was shot dead by himself, hated the Wushen Kingdom and everything about it, and also hated this person in front of him.

But he also loves this person alone.

Perhaps as early as a long time ago, since the first time they met, he was alone in the garden, and when the Son of God who was high above stopped his chariot for him and stretched out his hand to him, he couldn't help but fell into it.

Even if this person is just to use him and has no sincerity towards him, he doesn't care anymore.

Seeing that Shenzi seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, Qin Ruwang quietly turned and walked out, but suddenly heard a very soft voice behind him.

"What... do you have a long-cherished wish?"

He turned his head, and saw Shenzi lying on the bed slightly opened his eyes, looking at him weakly, Qin Ruwang's heart suddenly ached, he was silent for a moment, and finally said.

"I'll talk to you again when you get better."

He left the palace, boarded the chariot waiting outside, and followed by all the officials, he climbed the mountain to sacrifice to heaven and completed the grand ceremony, but when he returned to the palace and was about to see the Son of God again, what he heard was Bad news.

The Son of God is dead.

A few palaces away, one could faintly hear crying from that place. If Qin Ruwang, who was sitting on the chariot, was hit hard, his vision went dark, he staggered off the chariot, and ran into the palace in a hurry. In the main hall, the first thing you see is a dazzling bright red.

The silver-white mask was stained with blood, the snow-white skirt was also full of blood, the slender wrist was hanging down on the side of the bed, and in the middle of the chest, a dagger was piercing deeply into the flesh.

Seeing this scene, Qin Ruwang lost all reason in an instant, his eyes were blood red, thinking that the Son of God was stabbed to death, and he wanted to take the whole palace to Ling Chi for execution, but a palace man hugged his legs crying, A letter written by the Son of God was given to him.

When picking up the letter paper, Qin Ruwang's hands were trembling non-stop. The fluffy paper fell to the ground several times, was picked up again and again by the palace servants, and then returned to his hand again.

The handwriting on the letter paper was not as beautiful as before, but crooked. The person holding the pen was too sick to hold the pen steadily, but he still insisted on writing this letter.

The Son of God mentioned in the letter that he died by self-determination and had nothing to do with other people, and told Qin Ruwang not to take his anger out on other people. Since Qin Ruwang didn't want to kill him, then he would do it himself and take his own life as the responsibility. A congratulatory gift to Qin Ruwang.

Among other things he wrote.

"Perhaps you can't remember clearly. It was ten years ago. You asked me whether I treated you well because you were the future king of Great Xia. I didn't answer at that time, but now I can talk to you. You, not exactly."

"I came to Daxia as the Son of God. Before I left, the priest told me that there was a demon star in Daxia. He would kill brothers and fathers, destroy human relations, and set off a heinous war. will face catastrophe.”

"Because it is far away from Daxia, he can't figure out more. After he ordered me to enter the palace, he must figure out who this son is, and inform the lord of this matter, so that he can take precautions as soon as possible to avoid disaster."

"When I met you, I clearly sensed that you are the magic star in this fortune-telling. You will shine in the Great Xia, and you will also destroy the Wushen Kingdom. I will also die because of you."

"At that time, I hadn't yet given birth to the heart of destroying the witch god. I should have gotten rid of you, but at that time, you were just a young child, your mother died, and you were alone in this huge palace. You do it."

"For many years, I have been telling the priest that I failed to find the magic star, and the priest sent the next son of God early to let him figure out the whereabouts of the magic star."

"Now that your foundation is still shallow, and you have not fully controlled the power in the court, don't let the new son of God consider you to be this demon star, let alone let him leak any news to the Kingdom of God."

"May your great career come to fruition."

"..."

Tears fell down Qin Ruwang's chin onto the letter paper, soaking the handwriting, leaving deep black water marks.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly laughed again and said in a low voice over and over again.

"Magic Star..."

"Magic Star..."

He seemed to have lost all the strength in his body, and sat on the side of the bed in a daze, staring at the blood on the mask of the Son of God for a long time.

As if possessed by a demon, he took off the blood-stained mask and put it on his chest, letting the blood cling to his heart.

If he is a catastrophe in the world, the demon star will come to the world.

Then this person is his calamity, the magic star that descended on his heart.

Both hate and love.

With his death, even his life seemed to be taken with him.

……

Decades later, Great Xia ruled all the nations, flourished and prospered, the world was clean and peaceful, and the prosperous world was peaceful. Qin Ruwang was also praised by the world. He was the wisest and greatest king of Great Xia.

But the only regret is that there is no one in his harem, and he has no heirs. Arrived at the palace where the Son of God lived.

After the Son of God died, the palace was closed and no one was allowed to live in it. Only the palace man came to clean it every day. When dealing with government affairs, he would also come here often to wipe the dust off the spiritual tablet for the Son of God.

This palace was originally cold and uninhabited for many years. It was almost as cold as the cold palace.The new emperor couldn't bear Qin Ruwang living here, and wanted to invite him to move into the newly renovated palace, but Qin Ruwang refused.

He lives in that small side room, next to the room where the Son of God lives, all the furnishings are the same as before, although not simple, but it is completely inconsistent with his current honorable status, but he still lives in it all the time , and don't let the palace people move the things here.

The weather was cold that night, even though the palace people had installed many stoves in the hall, Qin Ruwang still felt cold all over his body, his head was dizzy and he couldn't open his eyes.

While half asleep, he seemed to hear many people walking around him, and he also heard the voice of the new emperor scolding. He was reprimanding those imperial doctors, saying that if they could not save the emperor, they would all be buried with him.

Qin Ruwang wanted to laugh a little. Although this child was not his own, he had a very good relationship with him. He had passed on all his imperial skills to him without reservation. I can't hold my breath.

He wanted to say a few more words with the new emperor, but he couldn't open his eyes, but at this moment, all the sounds around him disappeared, and he seemed to hear the soft whisper of the son of God again. .

"What else do you wish for?"

Qin Ruwang suddenly recalled many years ago, when he and Shenzi saw each other for the last time, Shenzi asked him what his long-cherished wish was, but he didn't answer at that time, and it was too late to say it now.

"It doesn't matter, you just say it."

That familiar voice was still asking him, it was very similar to many years ago, Qin Ruwang couldn't help but feel the urge to cry, he opened his mouth, tried to express his wish, but he didn't know if he had made it clear with his muddled consciousness , I don't know if that person can hear it.

"The long-cherished wish in my heart will never come true in this life."

"If I can live a new life, I only hope that my mother does not die early, and the son of God is in good health. After I inherit the throne and calm down the world, I will travel with me... the world..."

By the time he spoke the last few words, he had lost all strength, and finally returned to his soul.

Everything has nothing to do with him, when he completely lost consciousness, he thought he was dead, but the next moment, he suddenly felt strength all over his body, opened his eyes, and suddenly saw a person in front of him woman.

"Ruwang, are you okay?"

The young woman looked worried and caressed his face caressingly, which made him stunned.

This was his mother when he was young.