The boy looked at himself in the bronze mirror. He became more beautiful than before. The change of his appearance was far less shocking than the change of his body. He found that his spiritual power surged.

"What's the matter with me?" The boy looked at the man.

The man reached out and gently rubbed his head. "Your father, for his own glory and wealth, he will give you the son of the God of war to the king of the enemy country. But the devil is not going to save your life. He invited 49 priests to expel your soul out, and then drive you out. After you die, they will have no worries. They will only send troops South and engulf your country."

The boy didn't show a frightened expression. He just looked at death like home: "if this can make him feel at ease, I'm willing to die."

The man smiled: "you can die for him. And I have to live for you. You should remember that when you die, your fate with his father and son will end. In the next day of soul reincarnation, you can only be my son."

The boy looked at him and sneered, "what's the advantage of being your son?"

The man smiled wildly, "let you and your mother never separate."

His mother's eyes are always on his mother's bed. But her mother never cared less for him because she was ill. She gave all her tenderness to her children.

"Mother!" He knelt down in front of her, "the child can't bear your knee. But don't worry, this disaster, I will work hard to leave a wisp of residual soul back to you. At that time, please don't despise the imperfection of the child."

The woman touched his face and said with tears, "no matter what you look like, your mother will."

The dark night went to the woman, took her hand and said, "your son was abandoned by your husband. What about you? Do you want to stay here?"

The woman looked at the man and smiled.

"You gave the soul pill to my child. You gave him the vitality of reincarnation. I can't repay this great kindness. If you don't dislike me, I'll go with you."

The dark night coarse mine hugged her: "let's go."

The woman shook her head: "I want to give the child a ride."

"Don't give it away. You'll be sad."

"No, I want..."

"It's up to you."

On the day when the boy was executed, the dark night mixed with women in the crowd. They saw from a distance that the boy was wearing a red wedding dress and tied to the cross.

The executioner who executed him immediately turned gray when the woman saw her face clearly.

She is the young man's fiancee, Prajna.

The woman shed tears: "my son loves her so much, but she wants to take my son's life. How sad should Tianze be?"

The dark night took her into her arms: "don't be sad. Look at me."

His fingers cast a spell in the air and pushed it out.

"What's that?" Asked the woman.

"I injected a soul curse into Prajna. If she dares to fight our children, she will be punished by love in every life after she enters reincarnation."

"Is it too cruel?"

"I gave her a choice." Dark night road.

After the soul mantra was attached to Prajna, Prajna Xu noticed something and his face changed slightly.

She went to the young gentleman Tianze, held his tight chin and looked at his appearance carefully. On this survey, I finally found a clue.

The physical appearance of the young man is quite different from that of the soul.