"Let me finish you off! Jiayang twilight! ”

Mo Shaoqian opened his eyes, but saw Jinglin, who he had sworn to protect for the past three years, in front of him, he stuck his spear on the ground, his eyes were full of tears, and suddenly scenes from his childhood flashed in Mo Shaoqian's mind......

He remembered a night full of thunderstorms, little Jinglin woke up in a nightmare, and was scared by the thunder and trembled, he ran into Jinglin's dormitory when he heard the sound, and gently patted Jinglin's back, "Don't be afraid, my brother is here." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" And Jinglin really settled down immediately, nodded firmly: "Well, as long as my brother is here, Jiawen is not afraid of anything." ”

He remembered that on the night he was scolded by the queen's staff, Jinglin suddenly proposed to practice martial arts, and he was beaten and couldn't move, he asked Jinglin why he was suddenly in a hurry to practice martial arts, Jinglin flashed his eyes and said to himself: "Jinglin will become very powerful in the future, so that you can protect your brother!" ”

He also remembered that when he fled to the warehouse to hide from the soldiers, Jinglin once said to his back: "Brother, you still have me......"

Mo Shaoqian quickly turned his mind to retract the black mist formed by countless resentful spirits, but it was too late, and the rumbling qi and the spells urged by the other undead passed through Jinglin's chest in an instant.

Jinglin was shocked back, tears flowed down his eyes at this moment, black poisonous blood gushed out of his mouth, and at this time, a muddy syllable came out of his throat, "Brother......" Then he fell to his knees and fell.

Mo Shaoqian suddenly rushed over and hugged him tightly as if he felt that Jiawen was about to disappear, his face was full of horror and sadness, "Jinglin! Jinglin! ”

When Jinglin was still a little conscious, his trembling hand caressed Mo Shaoqian's face, "Brother, it's really you, it's so good, I thought I wouldn't see you in my life, brother, ......" said his hand and drooped suddenly, and there was no sound.

"Ah!!!!!!!h Mo Shaoqian hugged Jiawen and shouted to the sky, but his eyes that had just regained their clarity turned blood-red in an instant, and his muscles were bruised, and he raised his hand towards the undead who attacked Jinglin together just now, and suddenly clenched his fist, and in an instant, those undead were swallowed and torn apart by the black mist, leaving only the screams of cautious people in the air.

At this time, Xuan Shao, who saw Jinglin falling, roared and rushed towards Mo Shaoqian, "Jinglin! But he was violently backhanded by Mo Shaoqian, who was almost crazy, and a black air flow instantly ejected Xuan Shao more than ten meters away, spitting blood from his mouth.

Mo Shaoqian lowered his head and wiped the blood on Jinglin's face, and said softly: "Jinglin, brother won't let you die." Then he closed his eyes.

Suddenly, lightning and thunder thundered in the sky, and the air around them seemed to freeze, and the soldiers and the undead could not move. At this time, Mo Shaoqian's whole body changed, countless things like runes appeared on Mo Shaoqian's skin, the souls in his body seemed to break out of his body, and he tried his best to suppress them, when he opened his eyes, a golden light seeped out from his body and entered Jinglin's body. And Mo Shaoqian's body is aging rapidly at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye, like a withered plant.

After a while, Jinglin slowly opened his eyes, but saw Mo Shaoqian in front of him, "Brother! What happened to you! Elder brother! ”

"Jinglin, the moment I saw you vomit blood and fall to the ground, my obsession for more than ten years collapsed. I'm sorry that my brother didn't protect you, and let you see what my brother is now. Mo Shaoqian's voice, like his appearance, became weak and hoarse, and he turned his head as if he didn't want Jinglin to see his face now.

Jiawen immediately understood everything, and knew that Mo Shaoqian saved him with his life, "Brother....... don't go, please, I finally found you again!" ”

"Jinglin, live well, you will definitely be a great king, and you must....be careful...... Be careful......" Jinglin leaned down to listen to Mo Shaoqian's weak voice, and before he finished his last sentence, his body suddenly disappeared in the wind like powder, Jiawen subconsciously grabbed it with his hand, and when he spread his palm again, there was nothing, and tears flowed down again.

"Brother, I'm sorry for you after all......"

At the same time that Mo Shaoqian disappeared, the Xizhao soldiers and the undead army that had been frozen moved again, they didn't know what happened to Jinglin and Mo Shaoqian here, so they continued to fight each other.

At this moment, a large number of people wearing spell robes suddenly came in the distance.

"Heh, Cangxuan Pavilion's help came really early." Miyin snorted coldly and continued to shoot the enemy.

Ji Kong and Lie Ang sensed Mo Shaoqian's death, and then looked at the group of enemies in front of them, and understood that this war was meaningless, so they led the remaining undead to retreat to the port, and the generals and soldiers of Xizhao learned that Mo Shaoqian was dead, and they did not follow after a small chase, and soon the undead troops disappeared in front of everyone.

At this time, the Demacian soldiers shouted in a deafening voice: "Long live Demacia!" Long live Demacia! Long live Demacia! ”

Jinglin sat on the ground in a gloomy manner, staring blankly at the place where his brother had disappeared. Not far away, Galen covered his still aching chest and struggled to get up, walked up to Gavin's side and said to him, "Your Highness, let's go." ”

After a few seconds, Jinglin slowly came back to his senses, slowly stood up, and pulled out the spear on the ground, "Go back." ”

"Zero" fluttered its wings and flew into the house from the window, landing on Qi Ling's shoulder, conveying to him everything that happened on the battlefield in Xizhao Harbor.

"It's such an interesting war, but it's a pity that none of those key people died." Qi Ling's face still didn't have any waves.

Pei Xi, who was standing on the side, opened his mouth and asked, "Are we doing something while Xizhao is seriously injured?" ”

"Don't worry, Cangxuan Pavilion waited until Xi Zhao was about to die this time before coming to the rescue, it seems that their ambitions are not small, I want to see what kind of actions Cangxuan Pavilion will have next, as for us, just wait and see what happens." Qi Ling continued to tease "Zero", and his eyes showed the expectation of waiting to see a good show.

The spirits of the undead on Fog Hidden Island disappeared, Shangling City and the surrounding villages and towns were restored, and the western port and the destroyed area soon began to be rebuilt.

On this day, Xuan Yue stared at Xuan Shao, who had relapsed from his injury, and after taking medicine, he returned to his room, and then picked up the letter that Ember stuffed to himself that day, with Jun Xiu's handwriting on it.

Xuan Yue:

When you read this letter, you don't know if I'm still in this world.

I think I always owe you an explanation, an explanation of where my identity came from. My name is Ember and I used to be the High Priest of the Undead on the Isle of Fog. I've long since forgotten how long I've lived in this world, and all my memories have been related to the eerie Fog Hide. Controlling the dead and capturing them is my daily life.

Suddenly one day I was tired and even resisted this kind of life, human emotions had been scorned by the undead of the Fog Hidden Island, but I wanted to know what it was like to love someone and be loved by someone. Although my only friend, Himeko, had advised me that human feelings were illusory, and he didn't understand why I had to pursue something that couldn't have belonged to me if I didn't let a high-ranking high priest of the Fog Hidden Island do it, I still insisted on escaping from the Fog Hidden Island.

I've wandered around the continent, barely interacting with people, and I can't adapt to the way of life here even if I'm disguised as a human, and I never know what true love is. One day I almost gave up looking for the so-called true love, and when I returned to the Fog Hidden Island, I saw you on a street corner in Shangling City, when you were feeding a few little wild cats with your head down, I never knew that a person's smile could make me feel warm as a ghost, and at that moment I knew that I couldn't go back.

I followed you every day for the past few days, trying to find a chance to get to know you, but my appearance must have frightened you. It just so happened that one morning I saw Yi Fan, and when I inquired and learned that he was your senior brother and came to Xizhao to travel, I knew that my opportunity had come. I used a spell to put him into a coma, then stole his memories and transformed into his form to approach you.

For the first time, a girl smiled at me in a really friendly way, took me on a tour, talked to me about my thoughts, and danced with me. Your kindness, your simplicity, and your beauty make me more and more greedy and want to spend more time with you. Although I borrowed Yi Fan's skin, at the prince's birthday banquet, what I said to you was sincere.

On that day, Wei Chixin saw through me, and I originally decided to leave Xizhao like this and leave you, but later learned that our king was going to attack Xizhao with the undead of Fog Hidden Island. At that moment I was scared, I was afraid that you would be hurt, I was afraid that I would never see you again, this feeling also scared myself, I think then I understood what love is, so I decided to stay and protect you, even if I was caught by Mo Shaoqian.

Xuan Yue, I am very satisfied to be able to meet you, you have given me a warmth that I have never had, and let me find what I have been longing for. But I know that every moment you are with me, the shadow in your eyes is another person, not me, not Yi Fan, but Wei Chixin. He's such a happy man, you don't know how jealous I am of him. But I understand that Wei Chixin must be more capable and qualified than me to bring you happiness.

Bless you.

Closing the letter, Xuan Yue's cheeks were already moist.

"Thank you, Ember."