Hui Muhua's body fell silently from the air, into the snow below, and let out a crisp sound.

At the same moment, the sniper sword in Emiya's hand erupted with a huge light.

The night sky is lit up in a miserable white light.

And that dragon should have opened its mouth to bite down on Ye Ziqing below.

But suddenly it stopped in the air.

The dragon's eye was motionless.

It was at that moment that Ye Ziqing saw that there was a trace of familiar tenderness in it.

"Ling ......"

Rumble!

The dragon's right eye exploded open.

The massive head shook before her eyes.

"Ahh

Ye Ziqing's heart trembled heavily, her eyes were red, and tears fell silently, only she knew what happened at that moment just now.

The Superior Horse Heavenly Demon turned around and swept past her, flapping his wings to the side of the guard.

The white figure, like a hanging sword, drilled into the hole broken by the dragon's eye.

Behind the Heavenly Demon was a huge whirlwind, pushing his body like an invincible steel cone, breaking through the dragon's right eye, crossing the entire brain, and then burrowing out of the dragon's left eye.

"Boom!"

Ice-blue blood lines flew out of the skull.

Ye Ziqing's breath stagnated, as if his whole heart was broken together.

Ling's head swayed to the left, and its large, hollow eyes fell to one side......

"I can't protect you anymore, Your Highness the Princess......"

A gentle voice sounded from the bottom of her heart, and Ye Ziqing's whole body was shocked.

She fell from the air with the wind, and stretched out her hands forward, as she had done countless times before, to touch it again, to touch the god who had accompanied her countless times, and did everything in her power to protect her.

Bang!

The ice dragon's head slammed into the ground, then bounced upwards and down again.

"Ling!"

Finally couldn't bear it anymore, Ye Ziqing cried out hoarsely.

……

Ye Ziqing was crawling on top of the dragon's head, his chest rose and fell violently, and the whole person couldn't cry.

Emiya looked at her heartbroken expression, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

At the same time, on the other side, Liu Dun's low cry was heard.

The gray-haired old man clung the azure figure from the snow in his arms, turned his back to the sky, and cried like a child.

In the crook of his arm, a faint quiet smile hung on the corner of Hui Muhua's mouth.

Perhaps, for her, death is the real relief.

No, perhaps, when his soul was sucked out twenty years ago, he was already dead.

At least, in her limited memory, Liu Dun was still young.

Emiya raised his head and took a deep breath in the night sky, his eyes full of loneliness.

A lose-lose ending.

He remembered the war a hundred years ago, remembered the story about the ice dragon, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"No, don't die...... Don't you still have to ......?"

At this moment, Cui Xiaoxiao's faint voice came from his ears.

"What's wrong with you?"

Emiya turned his head and suddenly shook his whole body.

In his gaze, the white Heavenly Demon lay weakly on the ground, melting with the surrounding snow.

And his chest was torn, his ribs turned out, and blood gushed out.

Cui Xiaoxiao squatted beside him and held his hand tightly.

"Listen to me, don't give up, hold on first, maybe, maybe......" Her little hands stayed in the air, swimming back and forth above his torn chest.

The whole body trembled.

Wei Gong's eyes darkened for a while, walked to his side, and learned Cui Xiaoxiao to squat down.

"I thought ......"

The Heavenly Demon's brows furrowed slightly, and he was angry, "No, this kind of injury can't be recovered, and when it scratched my chest, I knew that I would definitely die...... Can I help you survive......"

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, "It's ironic, I would actually do it for a human being." ”

"Hmm." Emiya nodded, taking his hand.

I don't know why, but there was a moistness in my eyes.

The Heavenly Demon's voice gradually weakened, and he pointed at Cui Xiaoxiao with his finger, his eyes blurred for a while.

This is a sign that you are already on the verge of death.

"Bi, I remember." Cui Xiaoxiao nodded, "I'll resurrect her......"

It was then that her eyes suddenly lit up and she stood up from the snow.

Cui Xiaoxiao reached out and touched the cold scabbard on her waist, and pulled out the red short sword inside.

"Xiaoxiao."

Emiya looked at her in a daze.

"Quick, now." Cui Xiaoxiao laughed tearfully, "Help him." ”

"What?" Emiya blinked and looked at her in bewilderment.

"You forgot? The memory sword can extract his memories, as long as there are his memories, we will resurrect him by cloning! ”

Emiya looked at her in surprise.

"Yes, an identical him, and he can still have his memory."

It's just that there is no such thing as the same soul.

Emiya shook his head and took the Memory Sword into his hand.

A warm red light spread out from above, enveloping the Heavenly Demon's body.

After about a second, Emiya put away the dagger.

"That's it." He leaned down and stared into the eyes of the Heavenly Demon, "We will resurrect you, and when the time comes, you will be reunited with Bi." ”

A smile ...... the corners of the Heavenly Demon's mouth flickered, his eyes stared straight into the sky, and then gradually lost his color of life......

Wei Gong took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, gently closed his eyes, and raised his head to look meaningfully into Cui Xiaoxiao's eyes.

The other party's eyes darkened for a while.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Cui Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and laughed.

"Don't worry. Even if the soul is different, but there is the same body and the same memory, for himself, this is the resurrection. ”

She frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and corrected what she had just said, "Perhaps, we can think of the newborn one as him in another parallel world. ”

"Parallel Worlds ......"

Emiya's heart jumped heavily.

He raised his head, his gaze swept across the lonely night sky, and a wonderful feeling arose in his heart.

Could it be that we are now in a parallel world, and for some reason, souls have been exchanged?

……

Cui Xiaoxiao stood up and looked at Liu Dun and Ye Ziqing, who were sad on the side, and her heart softened for no reason.

"Death Guard Palace, do you think we can ......"

"Nope." Emiya shook his head, "There is no way for the dead to have their memories extracted. ”

"Okay." Cui Xiaoxiao sighed.

"However, I thought I could try to give them a new chance." Emiya pursed his lips.

Cui Xiaoxiao raised her head in disbelief and looked at the young man with a beautiful face beside her.

"So it's decided."

After Wei Gong finished speaking, he silently walked to Hui Muhua's side and pulled a hair from her body.

Then go to the ice dragon and try to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

In the swordsmith system, this dragon is full of treasures, dragon eyes, dragon bones, dragon hearts...... They are all god-grade materials.

"What are you going to do?!" Ye Ziqing glared at him fiercely.

"I'm just ......"

"Nope." Ye Ziqing interrupted him categorically.

"Okay."

Emiya was melancholy for a while.

It was at this moment, in the distance, on the snow, that he saw several reflective dragon scales.