"Little Fish... Thank you for protecting me." Blood oozed from the corners of red lips. He hugged Ziyu tightly in his arms, his eyes with deep love and unscathed sorrow.

"No...want..." Ziyu was completely panicked. The red spitting blood was imprinted in her pupils. Her brain was blank. She had no idea what to do next?

"You know the character of the master. She can't give up on you, so she will definitely come in person when she sees your letter... I can't let her die in your hands, nor can I see you really betray her... So I'm here." Chishui coughed twice, and blood stained Ziyu's clothes red.

He fell powerlessly in Ziyu's arms, his eyes filled with pain: "Listen to me, Xiaoyuer... takes your brother... and escapes to the master's side... the master will protect you and your brother... the ghost realm will also protect you... you..."

"Don't... make mistakes...be mistakes...be obedient..."

"Don't die." Ziyu's eyes turned red, tears dripped from her eyes bit by bit. The internal force in her palm directly transitioned to Chishui's body. In order to protect the other party's heart veins, Ziyu did not hesitate to spend his internal force.

She knelt on the ground and hugged Chishui. The dagger really stabbed the center of the heart.

What should she do?

Ziyu tasted what heartache was like for the first time, and for the first time it tasted what pain was to suffocation. Tears in her eyes kept dripping on Chishui's face.

Chishui's mouth was covered with blood, and he stretched out his hand to touch Ziyu's face, "Don't cry, what you want to see is your smile. Many years ago I wanted to see what you smile like, and I want to hear what your real voice looks like..."

"Now, I finally heard your voice. Is it okay to Xiaoxiao?"

Ziyu held Chirara's hand and made a very bitter expression.

Chishui smiled helplessly, "You really...can't laugh, it's ugly than crying... Cough cough cough cough..."

Ziyu pressed Chishui's heart with one hand and tried his best to protect Chishui's heart veins.

Feiyu stood aside and looked quietly. Suddenly, his gaze looked in a certain direction in the air, and suddenly he took out another dagger from his waist and flashed towards Ziyu's back.

Ziyu thought Feiyu wanted to do something to herself, but she didn't move today. At this moment, she really wanted to die with Chishui.

A middle-aged man slowly walked out of the darkness and placed one hand on the sword, holding a grass root in his mouth, "Faiyu, the patriarch's order is to let you kill your sister Feiyu, why don't you take action?"

When Ziyu heard this, she looked up with tears in her eyes, but she smiled slightly when she met Feiyu.

Feiyu reached out and touched the mask on his face, "What does my business have to do with you? I will kill you whenever I want, and you don't need to do it."

"No, my target is my son Chishui, of course it has something to do with me." The middle-aged man put one hand on the sword at his waist, chewing the grass roots in his mouth gently, with a faint look.

"You should know that we will die if we don't kill them." The middle-aged man spit out the grass roots in his mouth. A silver light was shining through the void with the sword on his waist. Several afterimages flashed by. When he was about to stab at Chishui, Ziyu could not interrupt the transmission of internal force in his hand, so he covered Chishui with his body.

If you want to block this sword for Chishui, it doesn’t matter even if you are injured, and you won’t be afraid even if you die.

The back was not as painful as imagined. When the back was not as painful as imagined, the sound of metal hitting, Ziyu turned around and found that Feiyu took the blow from the middle-aged man. His eyes were cold, like a baby protecting the Ziyu.

"Faiyu, what do you mean?"

"If you want to kill my mission target, I will of course take action." Feiyu protected Ziyu.

"What I want to kill is Chisai, she wants to protect herself..."

"I don't care. As long as you touch my target, I won't give up." Feiyu held the dagger in his hand tightly and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him. He looked a little afraid. If he was fighting head-on, he would not have a chance to win.

There is still a certain gap between him and this man.

"It seems that you still can't bear to kill this woman, so I will help you kill!"

"You dare!" Feiyu's eyes looked like a torch.

"Very good, I have wanted to kill you a long time ago. Don't think that the patriarch is more proud of you than you. He is just a little kid who never grows up. It's up to you!" The middle-aged man seemed to be angry, and regarded Feiyu as an enemy. The sword in his hand stabbed towards Feiyu, and Feiyu responded calmly.

Ziyu is saving Chishui. The transmission of internal force cannot be stopped. Unless the fish cannot leave Ziyu, so there is an opportunity for anyone to take advantage of it.

Chishui held Ziyu's hand and said very weakly, "Enough... it hurts the heart meridians, I may...can't do it anymore... your brother... he has no intention of murderous you... save him... and then take him away... and escape from Yan Ke..."

Ziyu doesn’t know how to choose now, one is Chirakura and the other is her younger brother.

If she stops now, Chirara will definitely die. If she doesn't stop, she will only be able to watch her brother lose to the other party.

Feiyu's thin body suddenly flew out, lay on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and was stepped onto his waist by the middle-aged man when he was about to get up, and he couldn't move.

The middle-aged man also had a colorful body, covering the wound on his shoulders, and panting, "Stupid brat, I won't kill you."

"Ziyu, save your brother... save him..." Chishui also saw this scene and said with difficulty as he looked at Ziyu.

Ziyu closed her eyes.

The hands are trembling.

But the internal strength in her hand did not dare to stop, and she burst into tears.

On one side is her younger brother and on the other side is the person she likes. What should she do?

The middle-aged man stepped on Feiyu's waist and took off the mask on Feiyu's face. He was startled by Feiyu's terrible face, "Bah, what's the thing? Such an ugly face?"

The middle-aged man immediately lost interest in Feiyu and kicked him away.

"For the sake of our service for the patriarch, this woman has helped you kill, don't thank me!" The middle-aged man kicked Feiyu away, and then walked towards Chishui step by step.

Seeing this, Ziyu breathed a lot of relief, as long as she didn't kill her younger brother.

The middle-aged man walked behind Ziyu step by step. He looked at everything coldly, knowing very well that as long as Ziyu was killed and the transmission of internal force was cut off, Chishui would definitely die.

He slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, then raised it high and cut it down heavily.

"No!" Chisai wanted to sit up but found that Ziyu pressed him and refused to move. Ziyu showed him an extremely beautiful smile, like a flash of cereus, which bloomed all over overnight, making time stop.

Ziyu knew she would die, but before she died, she didn't want to give up any chance to save Chishui.

Even though the enemy's knife had already slashed her neck...

A puff.

The imagined pain did not come, but the sound of blood splattering sounded. Ziyu's brain turned around blankly, subconsciously caught it, and his body fell down...

"Sister stupid... don't stop..." Feiyu pressed his hand on Chishui's body, and his internal force was just connected with the sudden disconnection of Ziyu.

At this time, several figures flashed quickly, and Yan Qingyu's figure forced the middle-aged man's monster's hind legs. When Yan Qingyu came over, he pressed his hands directly on Chi Shu's body, and his internal force was transmitted to Chi Shu.

Ziyu held Feiyu, and Feiyu let go of his hand when he saw Yan Qingyu... Blood kept splattering, and the mask on his face fell and broke into two halves.

A bone-deep scar on my chest was constantly splattering blood.

"Don't die, please, please." Ziyu completely lost her mind because Chishui and Feiyu fell in front of her at the same time. Her mind was blank and she didn't know what to do.

"Sister Stupid, I died ten years ago. Now I am just going back to where I should go." Feiyu held Ziyu's face, but the extremely ugly face raised the purest smile, "My time has stopped long ago, can't you see it?"

"Ten years are my limit... I really don't want to see you, but before my deadline is approaching, I still want to see you."

"Feiyu... don't die..." Ziyu hugged Feiyu tightly, and she knelt on the ground at a loss.

Feiyu lay in Ziyu's arms, "I can't live long. I am Yan Ke's experimental subject, and I can only live for one month at most... I want to see if you are doing well before dying, and I want to see if anyone can protect your existence on my behalf."

"Redai is really good. At least he protected you even though he knew that I had no murderous intention towards you... I am very happy that someone in this world is willing to protect you on my behalf."

"Don't cry, sister, don't cry... I really can't stand you crying like this, my heart will hurt with you. Have you forgotten that there is a telepathy between us?"

Ziyu hugged Feiyu tightly, and tears fell like rain, "Don't leave me, Feiyu, please... don't leave me again."

"Please..."

Feiyu held Ziyu's hand and put it together with Chishui's hand. He smiled palely, and the blood on his mouth became more and more.

"My wish is just to hope that you can live a good life and a happy life... Sister, believe me, even if I die, my soul will return to you. Didn't you be my puppet? I will come back, believe me... so don't cry, okay?"

"Do you still remember the ability of our clan? Our dolls can allow the undead to possess the dolls... I will always be with you, turn into a doll body, and stay by your side forever."

"Although my time has stopped, your time is still moving forward. I didn't have time to say to you ten years ago, and now I finally have the opportunity to tell you."

"Sister, I love you, I really love you, so I live a good life for me."

Feiyu looked at Ziyu with a smile, held her lips, and gently kissed her lips.

No more, it is his cleanest love as his younger brother.

"In the next life, I will be my brother, and you will be your sister... OK?"

Ziyu watched Feiyu's thin body slowly begin to lose blood. She nodded vigorously, and she had been expressionless and finally broke down.

"Okay, promise you, I love you too, Feiyu!"

Feiyu's eyes slowly lost his glory, and he also lost his breath.

The corners of the lips were filled with a happy smile.
Chapter completed!