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She heard a buzzing sound behind her, and when she looked back, it seemed like a fly was flying beside the Third Prince, and then fled away. (web www>

There was actually a faint breath of death.

She was terrified, thinking of the ancient legend, the story about chasing corpses.Some dead people have lingering ghosts, grievances and pains, so a stream of spirits freezes into frost and can never be resolved. Therefore, under the influence of some strange space and time, it may be a spell, or a drive away. The corpses, their bodies will not decay for a while, followed them back to their hometown.

However, as long as that spirit is dispersed, everything will become a pile of ashes, red faces and dry bones, and a pile of spider webs. [

Especially after the end of some wars, the souls of the dead come and go, parents, wives and children who dare not live up to their distant hometowns, always return to their hometowns from thousands of miles away. When the sun rises, it is thriving, but when the sun sets, it is ruined. , The mountain is full of dead bones.

What a tragedy.

Three princes.The quiet third prince, is he just a ghost of a dream?

So, she couldn't see him in her nightmares, and she couldn't see him when she was fighting... Maybe it was because of pity for her desolation, that's why his soul was present in the mist, giving her a little bit of pitiful comfort?

She stretched out her hand to pull him, but he froze for a moment, without backing away, he gave her his hand.

Even his hands were cold, and he couldn't feel the slightest bit of heat.

I pinched my arm, but I didn't feel any pain.

She couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality.

He just pinched his big cold hand in a daze, and muttered to himself: "Third Prince...are you alive...are you really alive?"

He said calmly, "Shui Lian, as long as you are alive, I will be alive."

She didn't feel any comfort.In the mist, I felt that I was actually dead. I had ascended to the sky a long time ago, and my soul was scattered, so I wandered in a virtual space.The third prince is like this, is he also dead?

She stared at his handsome face again.It's too much, it's really too handsome, so neither God nor she can tolerate him.The third prince is dead.

You are dead, so young and beautiful, there is no one like you

Your delicate face, that stunning beauty, returned to the soil so quickly

Although the soil bears it, and people will inadvertently trample on it

But there is one person who can't bear it, staring at your grave for a moment

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