At this point, Jin Yu suddenly stopped telling and turned his gaze to the beads reflected in the mirror that were combing her hair.

"So, beads." She asked meaningfully, "What do you think this girl will do next?"

Zhulizi heard Jin Yu's question, and although he was a little confused, he still gave his own answer.

"I think she probably won't stop these crazy people. After all, although she is not bound, she is not powerful, right?"

After hearing this, Jin Yu smiled slightly.

"Escape?" she nodded, "There is indeed such an answer."

"After all, her identity is different from these people. She can survive in the darkness, probably no different from us normal people, so she should have lived a normal life, right?" Jin Yu said slowly.

"Well, that's what I think." Zhuzi nodded slightly, confirming Jinyu's statement.

"So, since that's the case, I'll continue to tell this story." Jin Yu closed his eyes, opened his mouth again, and reconnected the story line that had just been disconnected.

...

On the night when the light disappeared, the king's daughter Yue saw her father transform into dust in the air, and disappeared with her father, and at the same time her mother.

Maybe no one would believe it, but the king of this country, the person who is the least likely to turn into dust and smoke, actually turned into dust and smoke and disappeared.

Of course, she only knew about this.

Although she didn't know what this matter meant, at least she knew a little.

His father is dead.

Yue stood alone on the city tower, watching the people below lit up the light on each other and murdered each other.

Sometimes when she feels scared in the shadows, she will envy other people's inherent abilities, and feel that this ability to emit light from her body is a very wonderful thing.

But at this moment, looking at those who kept turning into dust, she began to feel that she didn't envy these things at all.

She just wants to leave this place at this moment.

After all, there was no reason for her to stay here, and now the country is slowly beginning to collapse and turn into a hell of light.

But even so, where can she go?

She grew up in this country and in this country with extreme days, and she had no idea what the outside world looked like, let alone escape.

So, she lost all hope and could only sit on the city tower obediently, waiting for the arrival of her destiny.

But obviously, she was born with a special physique and seemed to encounter those destinies that only belonged to her.

And those extremely cruel fates.

While she was sitting on the city wall watching the people disappear, she suddenly remembered what her father had told her.

When she heard this advice, she even laughed out loud because the instructions were too untrue.

Now it seems that her laughter at that time is exchanged for her crying now.

That was when she was still young. Her father once told her something.

This country will die in his generation, and the reason for its death is that people as kings can no longer provide light to the country.

This was something that sounded absurd at the time.

Although it seems that this matter is true now, it is because people now have already experienced it.

And if people want to save this country and give the next king a glory again, then one thing must be done.

A very simple thing.

Sacrifice the firewood to the current king.

And the king who has this firewood can continue to ignite the fire in his heart, thus allowing the country to continue to shine.

but.

Although this logic seems seamless, it still has one problem and one huge problem in essence.

That is the source of the firewood.

After all, people in this country don’t even know what Chai Xin is.

What is Chai Shuang?

What does Chai Xin do?

Where can it be found?

No one knows.

Even the oldest elders in this country know nothing about this issue.

But this doesn't mean no one knows it.

Yes, the king is the only one who knows about it.

When every king ascended the throne, they were granted the oracle that only they could know.

And when this oracle came to this position, it turned into Chai Xin's information.

Because this era of throne will be a time of no light, they must be restarted in order for this civilization to survive.

But what exactly is the so-called firewood?

After hearing the news, the king asked eagerly to the god who had no substance, eager for the god's answer.

And as he asked.

His god gave him an answer.

"Among your descendants, there will be a special child."

"This child will neither emit light nor be affected by the darkness."

"As long as you use this child as firewood, your light can survive, and the light of your country can survive."

This is an unexpected answer.

But for the king, this is also a heart-wrenching answer.

After all, that was his child.

No parent can do this kind of thing that sacrifices their children to themselves.

So the king fell silent.

But no matter how silent he is, the gods will not respond to him.

Because the gods are only responsible for telling the king how to keep the country alive, whether the king is willing to do this method is his own business.

The king actually understood in his heart.

Sacrifice your children to yourself not only for the light of your own light, but also for the survival of the country in the future.

However, this approach is really cruel.

Although the king had just ascended the throne at that time, such a sudden message still made him feel a little confused for a moment.

However, after he first heard this, he gradually left it in the slit of memory.

After all, he had just ascended the throne and didn't even have a queen, let alone give birth to a baby.

So time passed day by day, and he repeated the life of day after day and night, and several years passed gradually.

Until his wife, the queen, told him that she was pregnant.
Chapter completed!