Roaming Soul

It was the wooden clothes from the Spirit Palace.

Yun Duan suddenly opened her eyes. There was some unease in her eyes, and her voice was filled with uncontrollable panic. "What's wrong?"

"The Sixth Prince is critically ill, I wish to see you one last time!"

Yun Duan's body staggered and he fell off the bed. The others cried out in shock, "Master!"

Qiong Ying held onto the cloud with her hands and said, "Mistress, you have to take care of yourself!"

Yun Duan opened her mouth, but her eyes were filled with panic. Qin Ni rushed over with Qiong Ying to help her up.

"Go, go quickly!" Yun Duan's eyes were red and her voice was hoarse.

The few of them hurriedly headed towards the Spirit Palace. The snow was falling heavily, and the cold wind was chilling to the bone.

In the distance, looking at the three words, 'Spiritual Palace', the clouds seemed to have lost all their energy, unable to move even a single step.

Qin Ni worriedly held on to her, her voice full of love: "Master!"

Yun Duan took a step forward. Her steps were unsteady.

When they arrived at the Spirit Palace, the courtyard was filled with kneeling people. Yun Duan quickly walked in. The entire hall was filled with doctors, most of whom were probably already there. The entire hall was filled with kneeling people.

"Cough, cough, cough …" The sound of coughing could be heard intensely from the curtain. The entire hall was silent, but only the sound of coughing could be heard.

Yun Duan's body shook slightly, she opened the door and entered the room while coughing out blood. She looked like she wanted to say something, but no sound came out, her face was so pale that it seemed like she would disappear in the next second. Her emaciated face had already lost its original appearance, and the disease dragged her into an abyss of pain, leaving her with no way to turn back.

Yun Duan grabbed his hand and kneeled in front of his bed, her voice choked with sobs. "What a long way to go …"

He wanted to get up, but he didn't have the energy. Yun Duan bit her lips and stood up to pull him into her embrace. Her eyes were filled with water vapor.

"Sister, you …" You let them all... Get out! "

Yun Duan nodded. "Alright!"

She cleared her throat. The pain in her throat was still as obvious as ever. She raised her voice slightly, "Did you all hear that? The Sixth Prince wants you all to leave!"

"…"

"Wang Ji, this …" The Sixth Prince also did not allow for treatment. Although it was really impossible, if he were to try again …

"Scram!" Yun Duan coldly snorted, bringing with it a strong pressure.

All of the doctors trembled as they looked at each other before retreating out of the room.

He leaned against Yun Duan's chest, and after a long while, he finally opened his mouth gently. His voice seemed to float in the air, sounding a little unreal.

"Sister, I know, my time is up!"

Yun Duan suddenly tightened her grip on him as she bit her lips. The moisture in her eyes had already evaporated.

"I didn't ask the doctors to diagnose me again. My body, I know!"

Even if he was diagnosed, it would be of no use. He already felt that he could not hold on any longer.

"Sister, I have something to request of you right now, whether you agree or not, I will say it!"

Yun Duan might be able to guess what he was about to say, but she only hugged him a little tighter. Her voice was hoarse as she said, "Speak!"

Lu Li pursed his lips and felt weak. After a while, he said softly, "The longevity lock I gave you …" You must not lose it, what is kept in the longevity lock is your life, and what is sealed in the longevity lock are the lives of millions of people in the world, your longevity lock is safe in the world, your longevity lock is dead, your people are dead! "

Usually, she would stay close to him and keep it under her clothes, so even if she wore it, it wouldn't show itself. This morning, when she woke up, she was so bored that she fell out of bed on her own and left it outside.

Who would have thought that this thing would have such a great meaning? And since it was so bold as to hand it over to her, wasn't she afraid that she would take it and perish together with Emperor Chen?

This world was useless to her. She only needed to bear her own hatred, and after that, why must she bear such a heavy responsibility?

"Sister, the only one I can trust now is you!"

"You are the only one left now …" "To be able to keep this world in check, sister, you will definitely promise me that, won't you?"

Yun Duan's entire body stiffened. If she had only gotten that position in order to take revenge on the Sunset Emperor, then all the meaning of agreeing to the great journey had changed.

From revenge to protection, this change was something she couldn't accept. Besides, how could a person filled with hatred be protected?

"It's a busy road, I know what you mean, but I'm afraid I can't do it!"

She could be ruthless, she could be bloodthirsty like her own life, but with regards to the business, she still wished to be his simple sister.

After hearing his words, Zhuo Meng was so shocked that he wanted to flip over, but he didn't have the slightest bit of strength on his arm. He wanted to speak, but he was so anxious that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yun Duan was startled. She quickly took the handkerchief from the table and wiped it for him, using all her strength to grab his hand. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Sister!" His eyes suddenly turned red.

Yun Duan's heart tightened.

"I know you're a kind-hearted person and won't ignore the common people of this world. You'll definitely promise me that, won't you?"

His father was old, and the other princes were all gone, and he had no one to entrust them to, only his sister. He knew that what he was doing was very selfish, but it was the life of millions of people under the heavens, and he could not pretend that he did not know anything.

Sister, just consider this as a long journey, and don't want to see your life ruined. Sister, I don't have any more strength left, I can't protect anyone, no matter what Father has done, it is a personal grudge, you can hate him, but you can't lose your love, in this world, you can't just fall into a deep abyss. Sister, cough cough cough cough …

"Cough … …." Duo Lu suddenly coughed violently. It was as if he couldn't hold back any longer and blood gushed out of his mouth. His face was in pain and even twisted, but he still looked at Yun Duan with a pleading look.

Yun Duan's hands trembled slightly as her red lips moved. Her voice was hoarse to the point that it sounded like her entire throat was already on edge. "A long journey!"

"Cough, cough …" Cough cough … "Puff …"

Blood mist rose into the air, and the hand that had been holding the cloud for so long no longer had any strength left. It slowly fell down, and the light in its eyes also quickly disappeared.

"The road, the road!" Yun Duan shouted in shock.

The eyes of Zhuan Lu twitched, and even his breathing seemed to become so heavy that he no longer had the strength to breathe.

"Sister!" Her voice was low and pleading.

"Alright!" Yun Duan held his hand tightly, her voice was broken and firm, "I promise you, I promise you!"

Regardless of whether she could hold on or not, she would risk her life to defend.

"I'll call the physician!" As Yun Duan spoke and was about to set down the road, his blood had already dyed their clothes red and his forehead was covered with blood.

"Sister!" The busy road lightly pulled her up, causing her to be pulled out of the bed due to the cloud.

Yun Duan hugged him as her eyes turned red and tears started streaming down her face.

"Don't go, I can't go anymore!"

Yun Duan choked with sobs. She hugged the busy road so tightly that even comforting words were stuck in her throat.

"I have never dared to hope that I would finally leave Sister's embrace. Sister, after I leave, you will be left alone. In this world, in this vast Myriad Empire Palace, if you wish to accompany this lonely and busy journey, you can only stay here!"

After all, she was still young, so no matter how deep she was, she wouldn't feel too sad. But the older she was, the more afraid she would be of her loved ones leaving, and if she were to leave, then she really wouldn't have any loved ones left in this world, and no one would ever call her Sister anymore.

"Don't cry, sister, don't cry!" He felt so pained that he wanted to touch Yun Duan's face. His weak and weak hand dropped to the ground halfway. He closed his eyes with a smile, saying, "Sister A, don't cry, it's still hanging on the tip of his tongue."

"A journey, a journey …" Yun Duan cried her heart out. When the people kneeling outside heard the shrill cry, their bodies trembled and then all their heads fell onto the ground with a sorrowful look on their faces.

The clouds tightly hugged the busy road, crying uncontrollably, his entire body seemed to be immersed in the abyss of pain, unable to extricate himself.

The heavy snow once again whitened the entire Thousand Empire Mountain, and the whistling cold wind that blew in higher and higher, and the entire Thousand Dynasty Palace was filled with white, Yun Duan stood in the bedroom of the Immersed Emperor with her eyes red. This was the first time she had broken down in front of him: "He's dead, he's dead!" His voice was filled with despair and helplessness.

Her Are, her journey, was far away, and she could not stay.

Chen Emperor sat motionlessly by the side of the small table. His body that was no longer robust was slightly bent. The hand that held the teacup trembled so much that he couldn't pick it up.

Yun Duan laughed and cried at the same time, "Are you satisfied now? All of the sins you have committed will be repaid by your sons. I, Chen Emperor, wish I could tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

Where is the destiny? In order to preserve this position, Emperor Chen had killed so many innocent people over the years. His sons died one after the other, and even the smallest part of the journey had been taken, with retribution and retribution.

In the end, Emperor Chen was unable to raise his teacup and could only sit there without moving. His majestic appearance of an emperor seemed to rapidly age, and his face was filled with grief and even despair.

The Myriad Dawn Palace's last true dragon vein of life had ultimately gone.

Sixth Prince Fu, the entire country, six days, the paper money filled the sky.

The heavy snow continued to fall without stopping. Yun Duan was sick and could not even get up.