1726 Rebirth 3 (1/2)

Had Gu Xijiu become immortal? If so, what was all that torture for? A smile hung on her lips as she scanned the surrounding area. How long has it been since her death?

This location looked like the place where she and Mo Zhao fought before. She stood up and walked around, finally ascertaining that this was indeed the place!

The blizzard was howling furiously beside her. The stains of blood had already been concealed by the snow. There was a humanoid ice block not far away, which contained a person in it. She surged to the ice block and looked at the person in it. His debonair features and green robe made it certain that he was no other than Rong Jialuo.

Mo Zhao and taken over his body. After Gu Xijiu fought to the death with him, his corpse was left uncollected and just froze. Gu Xijiu put her hand on top of the block and looked at the person within. In a flash, white light began to emerge from her hand to melt the ice, rolling out Rong Jialuo's corpse.

She felt a stinging ache in her heart as she bit her lips and cleaned up his face. ”Eldest Prince…” Recalling how she used to address him in their old days, her voice was faintly hoarse. ”I failed to save you in the end…”

She cleaned up his messy hair and apparel. He was the leader of a country, and she was going to send him back to the imperial mausoleum of the Feixing Kingdom.

Just when she was in the middle of doing so, she seemed to sense something. She raised her head and saw a middle-aged man standing not too far away.

Robed in a pronounced manner, he was robust in stature and possessed handsome features that seemed to conceal a certain astuteness.

It was Long Moyan, Prince Long.

At this moment, he was looking at her, astonished. Their gazes met. Long Moyan asked, ”Xijiu?”

As Gu Xijiu did not look the same as she did before, he could not be certain.

Gu Xijiu never thought of meeting him here. ”You…”

What an elusive figure. Who would have thought that he would be here…

Long Moyan took a big step toward her. ”Xijiu, it is you!” His gaze turned to Rong Jialuo's corpse on the ground, and his expression changed. ”Your Majesty!”