"All my life, I have resisted destiny and destiny, risked the world's injustice, cut into pieces with a thousand swords, and never regretted it." The voice echoed in the return wave, "What about you, Aiden Sheng, what are you doing for?"
Tristan Xuan had just plunged into the formation, but before he reached the end, there was a fog in front of him. He could only vaguely feel that Sebastian Sheng was nearby, but he couldn't see anyone and didn't hear his answer. His heartstrings were shaken by these words.
Sebastian Sheng has known that he is the heir of the human race since he was a child. In an era when demons are rampant, the escaped little prince is people's last hope. He is a sacred totem and symbol. As long as he is a human and has blood, everyone is willing to die for him. But he is not the cold Jade Seal of the Kingdom.
Tristan Xuan knew that when he was a boy, there was a stone tablet in his heart, and all the flesh and blood bodies who had protected him from the wind and frost swords were buried there. He encouraged Aluozin to take the entire shaman clan to follow him, and he relied on more than just Danli's plan was based on his own heart - at that time, all the wishes and promises he had made belonged to Chicheng.
But this was before the Demon Sword was broken, what about... after?
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