"The sixth knife is a conspiracy; The seventh knife is the afterthought; The eighth knife is ......"

"Host, host, let him stop!" The sound of the system is buzzing non-stop.

The flowers are still unmoving.

"Host, if you don't let Baba stop, he's going to die, he's going to die, he's going to die, ah, he's really going to die......"

The screaming system was banned by the flowers in the next second, and he couldn't say a word anymore.

I don't know how many knives I stabbed in, Xuanyuan Rujin's chest seemed to be stabbed by the blade, and the blood stained a large area of his clothes.

The pain was already numb by this time.

His vision became more and more blurry, and he relied on his willpower to hold on, trying to keep his eyes open and maintaining the posture of looking up at the flowers, and the other hand stained with blood was still tightly pulling the sleeve of the flowers.

The consciousness is close to blurring, and he can't think of the crime anymore, but the right hand holding the dagger still maintains a mechanical movement, because of the weakness, the speed of the stab has slowed down a lot, but always, there is no intention of stopping.

Blood quickly dripped down the soaked clothes......

"Brother Huang~"

Xuanyuan Rujin leaned forward with the last of his strength, raised his right hand holding the dagger, and pinched Fanhua's sleeve along with the hilt.

The blood leaking from his fingers stained the flowers' clean robes......

Doing such a move had exhausted Xuanyuan Rujin's strength, and he called out to the imperial brother, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but spurt blood gushing out.

He gathered the last of his strength, and with his eyes that could no longer see clearly, he tried to raise his head, towards Fanhua's face:

"I, I...... For you, for you...... Revenge, revenge!"

"I, I... Kill...... Little, little...... Little 10 ......"

"He, he, in fact, has long been...... Only...... Regret...... You...... Can you forgive...... Forgiveness...... He? ”

With great difficulty, Xuanyuan Rujin used his willpower to hold on, he waited and waited, but he didn't get a response.

Even, he seemed to feel that the imperial brother didn't look at him.

His longing heart is dead, completely dead.

It turned out that no matter what he did, the imperial brother had no way to forgive him......

He wanted to cry, but he didn't have the strength, he opened his mouth, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't have the strength.

If you don't forgive, then what's the point of him living......

The royal brother is leaving, and he still can't keep it.

In a world without the imperial brother by his side, he never wanted to take another look......

Xuanyuan Rujin closed his eyes, and leaned his upper body weakly towards Fanhua.

Before falling into the darkness of death, the corners of his lips curled—

Even if he can't die in the arms of the imperial brother and at his feet, it can be regarded as his last moment of happiness before he dies.

At the same time, there was a soft sound of "poof", and the bloody dagger in his right hand fell to the ground.

……

After the ban was lifted, the system let out a "wow" cry.

"Wow wow...... Woowoowoo...... This outer fragment is dead, which is equivalent to the death of a part of the main god Baba, and he is dead woo woo woo ......"

"Host, you are so ruthless, you can't save you when you die...... Woowoo Woo hates you, hates you as an indifferent host...... Don't talk to you again! ”

"Bad host, nasty host, all of them clearly reminded you that you want to save Baba, and now he's really dead, no breathing, no breath, whoa, whoa, whoa...... Woo woo all so sad, baba you are so pitiful......"