If There Really Will Be Next Time...

'Mu Xuan Yin' was really angry but her condition already critical so when she tried to talk, instead of her words only a few mouthfuls of blood coughed out of her cherry red lips.

Nangong Liuchen only smiled gently at her fierce stare; he princess-carried 'Mu Xuan Yin' toward the bed near the window. The sunset outside the window looks especially beautiful today.

The golden flame kept blazing burning everything on its way. Anyone could see that this flame was really strange and dangerous since everything that it touched did not leave any trace or remains, not even any ashes.

Dongfang Ruyi still frantically tried to break the door but it still did not even budge.

Nangong Liuchen was still smiling gently as he held Mu Xuan Yin's tighter in his embrace.

This was his choice.

Rather than living alone without her... It was a thousand times better to perish with her...

This was his true last wish.