Chen Ze died in Luo Jingzi's arms. Luo Jingzi couldn't believe that such a proud and domineering person could die. When we first met, Chen Ze rode up on a tall horse. The young man's face was as handsome as cold stars, and his lips were as thin as paper. He looked at Luo Jingzi and sneered, "Luo Jingzi, you are nothing more than that!". In a daze, he saw Chen Ze single-handedly marching into Northern Xinjiang. When he saw that he was taking in more air and less, he had a cold and murderous look in his eyes: "Luo Jingzi wants to kill Hu Yanzhuo's dog head before he dies. If you are going to die... What will I do." He heard, "What will I do if you are going to die?" They could have become a couple of gods and immortals, but why did they reach the point where they never interacted with each other until they died! "Aze, I was wrong." Luo Jingzi hugged Chen Ze and kissed his hand with a cold smile: "Aze, we will meet soon. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely live up to you. 1"