Go Through My Demon Host - Chapter 4098

Chapter 4098 Your Highness Returns (4)

—If your husband is not there one day, I hope you can distinguish between good and evil, distinguish between black and white, and be independent, and enjoy your life.

Ranbai stared at the writing on the letter, as if asking him, or saying to himself.

“So I don’t distinguish between good and evil, and sins are monstrous, so don’t you want me?”

Thousands of years later, everything was burned, and nothing was left. The only surviving, unknown, and leaving her were the few old things hidden under the peach blossom tree.

Dyeing white for a long time, he was very calm, and his voice drifted away with the cold wind, and everything was gone, and there was no trace.

“I have learned everything that Mr. taught me, and I have learned better than you.”

“I now know the big picture, know things well, and know how to make choices, so…”

The last sentence was sunk on the rare blood moon night in Yeze’s 600 million years. On the first day when His Royal Highness returned, no one heard it.

That few words.

He taught her very well, and then he died.

She is back to her original form, even more extreme.

The night is drowsy, so I can’t wake up the sleeping person, dyed white and lowered his head, fingers lightly close to the letter, fingertips across the cold and correct font, like the daylight coming in from a paper window that year, warm and white. Like a rippling reflection, he leaned over and held her hand before the table, the snow-white rice paper was smudged with ink, and the white Clivia bloomed in the porcelain vase.

She patiently sealed the letters along the crease. The paper rubbed and made a small sound, where it came from and where it was placed. Finally, she straightened up, patted the dirt on her hands at will, and turned to leave.

I took the same road when I came. When passing by Legge’s palace, he was yelling, what was he yelling?

“Where is she?! Let that beast come out! Get out and see me!”

An extremely angry roar, resounding clearly in the ears of dyed white through the deep night, he heard so clearly, covering the roar of the night breeze and the ignorant insects.

As the king of the blood race, Legge is proud, conceited, and in control.

Yan Bai stopped and took a look at the ancient palace standing in the middle of the night.

“Your Highness.” The Blood Guard bowed his head respectfully.

“Get down.”

She waved her hand, revealing the light and weary and expensive, her side face had a transparent paleness in the night, like a mural in dust for a thousand years, or more precisely-a devil who broke free from imprisonment and crawled out of hell.

The gate of the palace opens from the outside.

The frosty white moon shines into the dim light.

Leige stood there, his eyes condensed suddenly when the door was pushed open and he saw the white dyeing.

He has a pair of blood pupils that are the same as those dyed white, and the blood in them is as strong as a ghost.

The gaze of    burned with a temperatureless flame, which had swept through for several years.

People in the world love to tell jokes and listen to stories. There are a lot of things that happen to be easy to come by when dyeing white, so it is just a joke, and sometimes it is said with coaxing laughter, so casual and so plain.

Her biological father—

would hate her so much.

Silent for a long time, deathly quiet.

“You, why, are you still alive?”

The hoarse voice was as heavy as a thousand catties, and it fell down every word. He said very lightly, and his tone was almost numb and confused, and it sounded in the quiet, no longer just the hysteria.

Legg always ignored when Dye Bai was there, but when Dye Bai died, he couldn’t restrain it, and then she came back and stood in front of him alive.

Is it wrong or evil fate?

Just staring at each other like this, exhausting all the grievances.

Ranbai closed the door, and the gleam of moonlight was also turned away with the action, disappearing without a trace, leaving only a dim and dim light.

She smiled slightly: “It’s a pity that the life of this palace was exchanged for many hardships, and I can’t bear to die.”

“You shouldn’t be alive.” Legg fell on the chair, lost all strength, his eyes were very empty, and slowly landed on his pale face.

He thought that she would hate him, that she would be proud, arrogant, and would vent the hatred no matter how bad she was.

But no, nothing.

He tried to find some familiar traces from the body of Ranbai. She was not like Liao at all, she was more like him, and she was paranoid and suspicious all her life.

Perhaps it was a little like when I was young, but what did it look like when I was dyed white?

He forgot.

How can you remember something that you haven’t seen directly?

“I’m tired of hearing this sentence.” Ranbai didn’t care, his tone was loose. Many people have told her that she shouldn’t be alive. After hearing it for a long time, she felt the same way, but then someone told her that she should live, not only to live, but also to live innocent and upright.

She desperately survived as he said.

There was another embarrassing silence. In fact, they were counting their fingers. Although they were fathers and daughters in this life, they were only named as fathers and daughters. They had not seen each other a few times, and had not said a few words.

Now so face-to-face, I don’t even say anything.

“She’s dead.” Legg said suddenly without beginning and ending, a very nonchalant, nonsensical, and abrupt sentence that even made people too late to appreciate the emotions contained in the words.

is the ice of February, smashed down head on.

Leg raised his head, fixedly looking at Dye Bai, and repeated: “She’s dead.”

He seemed to want to see some emotions from his white-stained face, but unfortunately he was destined to be disappointed. The expressionless face seemed unfamiliar to Legge.

Legg continued to narrate, using a very weird and steady tone that was chilling: “Liao Shi, Liao Rusi, your mother. You died in the second year after you left the blood clan, you shouldn’t know it. ”

“Let me guess what you were doing then? Was it grief for your poor past? Or complacent about being alive? Do you think of your mother, no. You can’t wait for her to die, for everyone to die.”

Leige asked and answered and talked to himself.

“What does it have to do with the main hall?”

Dyeing white eyebrows is quiet, arrogant, and indifferent, like a layer of glaze that is difficult to distinguish, the color smudges between strange colors, unpredictable and indistinguishable.

At a certain moment, Legge’s voice suddenly rose, tending to break the strings, and the moment the anger broke apart. Since then, there is no more worry in the world: “Do you really want to laugh? Want to laugh up to the sky? She finally died. Yes! She was killed by you!”

“You killed your biological mother yourself! Laugh! Laugh!”

“You laugh!”

Dan Bai looked at him expressionlessly. She had never seen Legge before. It turns out that the death of one person can really drive another person crazy, such as Liao Rusi vs. Legge, or…

She smiled suddenly: “You are so boring to be hysterical now.”

Legg suddenly calmed down, awake as if biting cold water splashed on his face, he was stunned for two seconds, stretched out his hand and slowly touched his face, weirdly fell into some kind of memory, and after a long time, he said: ” Don’t you care? Okay, let me change another thing… When you knelt down and begged for his ashes, I thought it was so funny!”

A huge boulder plunged into the deep sea, gradually twisting in the silent space.

(End of this chapter)