Two thousand years ago, they were practitioners who agreed to be together forever. Two thousand years later, they became kings but drifted apart. "No matter what you have done, you know that I will always stand by your side. We have made an appointment before, haven't we?" He held him covered in blood that day, and a few lines of tears slipped down his usually resolute face. From now on, the boy with deep eyes in my memory will never appear again, so let him stay in the wind forever. Dong Gongyan raised his head and looked at the ray of dawn in the distance with a sad face. He slowly put down the boy in his arms, raised his blood-stained hands, and with just a move of his fingers, the boy's body turned into a gust of light wind and floated into the distance. "You will always love your people deeply, so now it is up to me to create a new world for them on your behalf, Wei." Dong Gong said softly while looking at the gust of wind.