Chapter 4671 Extra 06

But her soul will not stay in this world, how should she let Yi Zehao accept it?

Luo Liyan weakly held the man's wrinkled hand and smiled bitterly, "I've been watching you for seventy years, how long do you want me to watch you?"

"It's only seventy years, we still have tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years." Yi Zehao held her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it gently.

The pious tone and movements made Luo Liyan's heart relax. What she wanted to say was choked in her throat several times, but she couldn't say it out.

Even though Yi Zehao was dull, he still sensed something was wrong with her, and a sharp light flashed through his sharp eyes that showed no sign of age, "Looking at Yanyan, it seems that she really doesn't want to be with me anymore. Do you think I’m unhappy with how old I am now?”

Luo Li smoked for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh, "What are you thinking? Do you dislike me now that I'm like this?"

"How come, I love you no matter what you look like." Yi Zehao kissed the top of Luo Liyan's head, and the old wrinkles on his face smoothed out little by little, gradually returning to his youthful appearance.

The slightly wide eyes, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes exude a distant and sharp aura, and the already shallow lips have no color this time.

The whole person looks gloomy and lifeless. Although he is still handsome, at first glance, people will never associate him with a human body.

A struggle flashed in the depths of Yi Zehao's eyes. He wanted to tell Yanyan who he was, but he was afraid that he would scare her at the last moment after hiding it for so long.

Luo Liyan lowered her eyes, looked at the big palm without a trace of wrinkles, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said with some difficulty: "You won't hide it this time?"

Yi Zehao was startled, but then realized what she said, "You already knew?"

"Well, you are my husband, how could I not know anything." Luo Liyan's smile deepened a little.

Yi Zehao hugged her and turned around gently. The two of them stared at each other, with each other's reflections engraved in each other's eyes. No matter how time passed, they were each other's favorite look.

"I am the Ghost King." Yi Zehao's deep voice was a little dry.

"I know." Luo Liyan winked playfully.

Although still vivid, Yi Zehao could see her life passing by little by little.

His throat rolled, and there was a strong sourness in his eyes.

"Stop crying, you mighty Ghost King. You're crying. Aren't you making people laugh?" Luo Liyan raised her hand, trying to wipe away the crystal tears.

But she didn't have much strength anymore, and as soon as she raised her hand, she was about to fall down.

Yi Zehao quickly took hold of the little hand that had gradually lost its warmth and gently placed it on his eyes.

The faint wetness made both of their hearts feel like they were being squeezed hard, sore and painful. Their mouths were slightly open, gasping like dehydrated fish.

Yi Zehao didn't know what was wrong with him.

Obviously Yanyan just closed her eyes for a moment and would reappear next to her soon.

But that inexplicable despair made him fear that he would lose Yanyan forever.

His intuition was so strong that he suddenly panicked.

"I...I have a way, I have a way to extend your life. You will be fine! Don't be afraid!" Yi Zehao's voice was panicked and out of tune. He raised his hand, and the black ball of light was in his hand a little bit. getting bigger and bigger.

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