One after another.

A few meters away from the Dongzhou coastline, the army dissipated in an instant.

It seems to be an understatement, and even the strength is useless.

Before the children of the Ji family had time to cheer, they were horrified to see Ji Chunyuan's long black hair turn silver in an instant.

His face also aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The white mist gradually swallowed his body.

Si Fuqing still couldn't step forward and could only watch helplessly.

A soft sigh fell in her ear: "I'm not as good as you, I can only accept my fate."

At the end, in the white mist, Ji Chunyuan turned around and bowed to Dongzhou from a distance.

He actually smiled again.

The sound dispersed softly in the air.

"Your Majesty, we are going to meet again."

On September 27, 685 in the lunar calendar, Ji Chunyuan defeated a thousand troops by one person, suppressed the rebel forces in Donglinghai, sealed the Gate of the Dead, and protected the people of Dongzhou for eternal peace.

Some people say that he is not dead. Like Emperor Yin, he is an immortal from heaven who came to earth to help Daxia overcome the calamity.

After this calamity, they returned to heaven again.

Si Fuqing knew that after death, people will turn into stars and hang in the sky.

Maybe Ji Chunyuan is the same.

He never left and always guarded this land.

**

Late at night, the moon and stars were covered by dark clouds.

The snow that fell during the day has not yet melted, and the temperature is extremely low.

Si Fuqing walked barefoot to the beach. She leaned against the rock, looking a little dazed.

Another footsteps sounded at this moment.

Stop in front of her.

"Why are you running outside alone so late?" Yu Xiheng leaned down, held her ankles, and frowned slightly, "You haven't put on your shoes yet."

Si Fuqing finally came back to his senses: "I am an evolver and an Onmyoji."

He took out his shoes and put them on for her, saying calmly: "She is still a little girl."

Si Fuqing looked at him: "I'm not young."

"Yes." He smiled calmly and said, "It's not too small."

Si Fuqing wrapped herself in the coat that Yu Xiheng handed her and looked at Donglinghai, which was no longer calm.

It is indeed very similar to what it was thousands of years ago.

She might be able to guess that the disaster Ji Chunyuan was talking about was that the Gate of the Dead opened again and the enemy attacked again.

But no one in the Ji family can stop him.

But she seemed to be a bug, and returned to the Great Xia Dynasty through the game cabin, and learned the lost onmyoji from Ji Chunyuan.

Si Fuqing looked solemn: "Brother Ninth, there's going to be a war."

Yu Xiheng touched her head and smiled softly: "Then let's fight."

After hearing these four words, Si Fuqing raised his head and stared at him.

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