He murmured, trying to tell the last confession before his death to the hallucinations in front of him.

"Silly child, who made you die? The ancestors didn't agree."

The gentle and lively voice exudes a calm majesty.

Xi Zuer's voice was getting closer and closer. Gu Jingyan's eyes were stretched out and he was shocked to find that on a dark thunderstorm, the sky seemed to split a gap. A huge bird rushed down from the clouds. Xi Zuer sat upright and was staring at him with a smile.

Xi Zuer is really talking to him, he is not an illusion of death!
Chapter completed!