At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

"Who am I?" In the sea of ​​spirit, Xiao Ruolin kept questioning himself. But all he got was empty echoes and endless silence. In his memory, there were no other memories except his own life. If his spirit was here, was the person outside controlling his body still himself? At this moment, a stone tablet slowly rose up. Looking up, he saw a few blood-stained red characters slowly appearing on the stone tablet. Cut off the past, do not love the mortal world, Sansheng Stone! Tianqi City. The people on the execution ground had all dispersed. Under the order of Emperor Mingde, the five major supervisors, the seven heavenly masters of the Imperial Observatory, and tens of thousands of Yulin troops all went to capture the Langya King and his men.

Emperor Mingde sat quietly on the high platform, his face full of loneliness.

Queen Hu slowly stepped forward and gently held Emperor Mingde's hand, "Your Majesty."

"Do you know why I named Xiao Shisan Xiao Ruolin?" Emperor Mingde raised his eyes with complicated emotions.

Queen Hu shook her head: "I don't know."

"Because the Imperial Observatory asserted that he would affect Beili's luck and become a disaster that would shake Beili." Emperor Mingde slowly stood up.

"But how can I leave my son's life to the so-called fate? Since the Imperial Astronomical Observatory has asserted that it will affect Beili's luck, I will use the luck of our generation to suppress the evil in him, which will become a disaster for Beili. I will name him after the auspicious Qilin. The combination of the two, I don't believe that I can't beat the so-called destiny!"

Speaking of this, Emperor Mingde's tone was excited, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

His little Thirteenth, named Xiao Ruolin, and which of his twelve sons enjoyed such treatment.

But in the end, Little Thirteen did not stand on his side, but went against him, like Chuhe, and left him.

Was it really him who broke the bond with his own hands?

At this moment, Emperor Mingde hesitated, and he slowly raised his hand: "White Tiger Envoy, you go with me, bring Ruofeng back, I have something to say to him."

"As ordered!" Ji Ruofeng bowed respectfully, then turned around and disappeared on the spot.

Emperor Mingde looked at the White Tiger Envoy going away, feeling somewhat lost.

Was this decision the right one?

After leaving Apocalypse, the Langya King and his men fled at a very fast speed.

Behind them were tens of thousands of pursuers and the top masters of Apocalypse.

Suddenly, there was a slight movement around, and several black shadows were interspersed in the jungle.

Xiao Ruofeng was about to take action, but was stopped by Xiao Ruolin.

"They are my people, no need to take action." Xiao Ruolin explained.

That's right, these black shadows were the people of the Soul Binding Pavilion.

The Langya King looked at Xiao Ruolin deeply, and then continued to speed up his journey.

Jiang Yichen approached Xiao Ruolin and said slowly: "Your Highness? Let's lead the pursuers away first, and then meet up later."

At this moment, the breath of His Highness was similar to the last time, as if he had changed another person, which made Jiang Yichen a little confused.

Xiao Ruolin nodded slightly, "Okay, be careful."

Jiang Yichen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and responded, "Don't worry."

After that, several figures instantly disappeared in the forest and went in the opposite direction.

...

King Langya and others had been fleeing for two days, and finally stopped in a valley because Li Xinyue was seriously injured.

King Langya slowly supplied Li Xinyue with true energy, Li Hanyi stood in the distance, and only Xiao Ruolin sat aside in a daze.

"How old are you?"

At some point, Li Hanyi came over and said this out of the blue.

Xiao Ruolin looked up and looked at the cold and beautiful woman in front of him with a veil. He was a little surprised, but still replied, "Ten years old."

"Ten years old?" Li Hanyi raised his eyebrows.

"Why, doesn't it look like it?" Xiao Ruolin asked back.

"You have endured something you shouldn't have endured at this age. I advise you to go back to your family and don't let them worry." Li Hanyi said coldly.

Then, without waiting for Xiao Ruolin to answer, he jumped onto the branch and looked into the distance.

Xiao Ruolin was stunned for a long time. The jade warmed his bones. He took out a piece of dark green jade from his neck and stared at it in a trance.

This was given to him by his mother on his fourth birthday. Thinking of his mother's gentle face, Xiao Ruolin's heart began to ache.

He tightly grasped the jade and whispered softly: "Which one is the real me?"

The memory in his mind went from clear to blurred. Except for the first life and the ninth and tenth lives, the memories of other lives have been completely lost.

Chaos

The memory was in disarray in his mind, like thousands of intertwined threads, dazzling his eyes.

At this time, King Langya came over and sat beside him.

Seeing King Langya, Xiao Ruolin immediately collected his mind and returned to his usual indifferent appearance.

"You are still Xiao Shisan, right?" King Langya said calmly, as if he had known everything.

Xiao Ruolin did not speak, but just looked into the distance quietly, as if he did not hear what King Langya said.

King Langya did not care about his attitude, and said to himself: "Giving up the noble status of the prince of Beili and rebelling with Uncle Wang, is it worth it?"

Hearing this, Xiao Ruolin finally reacted. He raised his head and said angrily: "Uncle Wang did not rebel!"

"Really..." At this moment, King Langya smiled.

The lost Xiao Shisan, I don't know when, came back...

In the sea of ​​spirit.

Two figures appeared, one in a bloodstained white robe, cold and stern, and the other in a green shirt, proud and upright.

Both of them locked their eyes on each other, and a kind of sadness that could not be concealed came out of their eyes.

Looking at the stone tablet in front of him, the white robe finally smiled helplessly: "It turned out to be the Three Lives Stone!"

His figure gradually disappeared, but his eyes were no longer nostalgic, only a relieved smile.

The green shirt slowly walked forward and hugged him in his arms: "Hundreds of years of loneliness, it must be very painful, I'm sorry!"

The voice of the green shirt was full of guilt and self-blame.

The white robe's hand moved slightly, and his hand gently stroked the green shirt's head: "I am you, you are me, why do you say that."

After that, the Three Lives Stone turned into a stream of light and sank into the white robe's eyebrows.

The white robe slowly closed his eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

His body slowly merged into the air, and with the projection of the Three Lives Stone, it gradually became illusory.

[When the flowers on the other shore return, I will cross the Wangchuan River]

[How can I cross the Wangchuan River when the flowers on the other shore have not bloomed yet?]

"Why carry the obsession of the previous life to the next life? It is you who will be tortured in the end."

"But why should the sins committed in the previous life be borne by the next life?"

"Because of karma..."

"How ridiculous! You want me to admit my mistakes, but I have done nothing wrong. Even if I reincarnate for ten lifetimes, you cannot influence my choice."

"You will..."

...

When Xiao Ruolin opened his eyes again, what he saw was the face of the King of Langya, who was very close to him.

Xiao Ruolin was so scared that he pushed his uncle away and took a few steps back. He was so scared that he almost drew his sword.

The King of Langya pouted, "Am I that scary?"

"Uncle Wang, why are you here!" Xiao Ruolin said in shock.