It's just that Murong Yinzhu and her father didn't expect that at the moment when the sword was about to stab her, Murong Hongyu, who was originally lying on the ground, suddenly stood up, pounced over, and blocked the sword with his body.

The father watched the silver sword pierce through his son's chest, his eyes widened in fear, and he quickly withdrew the sword and swept back five or six meters.

"Brother!" Murong Yinzhu hugged his brother who fell to the ground again in horror, looking at the blood gushing out of his chest, he couldn't stop trembling, "Brother, brother!" Why and why are you doing this? I shouldn't have existed in the first place! ”

Murong Yinzhu cried loudly, tears falling drop by drop.

Murong Hongyu smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, and skillfully pulled an enchantment, blocking his father from the outside.

"Don't cry." He said angrily to Murong Yinzhu: "When my mother passed away, I, I promised her, cough cough, as long as I live for one day, I will ...... Protect you. ”

"Yes, yes, you have to protect me, so you can't die!" Murong Yinzhu cried and said loudly and quickly in an almost playful tone, shouting this, and suddenly felt as if he couldn't make a sound, choked up, "Brother, you're gone, who will protect me?" You don't want to die, okay? Please......"

"Yinzhu, don't be afraid. The elder brother has already thought of a good way to avoid his father and the clansmen. Murong Hong Yulu gave his favorite sister a pale and sly smile, "I, I secretly learned a forbidden spell ......"

He raised his right hand with difficulty, put it to his mouth, bit his index finger, and his right hand kept drawing in the void, his mouth squirming silently, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

Murong Yinzhu shook his head, crying so much that he couldn't speak, he only knew that the tears kept falling, and every pore was soaked with sadness, even covering up his appetite that had always been so strong.

She grabbed her brother's left hand tightly and sobbed, brother, can you be ruthless and leave such an ominous silver bead alone.

Murong Hongyu just held on to his last breath, and with the firmest will, he poured all his strength into completing this forbidden spell.

“…… In exchange for my soul...... Murong Hongyu read the last sentence, pulled his index finger, and broke off, "Open!" ”

The air seemed to be distorted, and a whirlpool appeared in front of Murong Yinzhu, and the center of the whirlpool was so dark that it was bottomless.

"It's done, cough, space-time wormhole." Murong Hongyu was relieved, and his bloody hand stroked Murong Yinzhu's face, wanting to wipe away her tears, "Remember, to live, live as strong as before." Silver beads, find your own way of survival...... Promise my brother ......"

"My brother said yes to whatever silver beads he said." Murong Yinzhu had nothing to do but cry and nod, what else could he do to save his brother's life?

"Also, don't cry, it's not pretty. My silver beads are the most beautiful...... Ahem, my brother will allow you to be sad for a while. Murong Hongyu's hand rested on Yinzhu's shoulder and repeated, "Be alive and strong." ”

Seeing Murong Yinzhu crying and nodding, Murong Hongyu squeezed out a broken smile, and then slammed it forward, pushing her into the space-time wormhole that he had forcibly pulled open.

"Nope! Brother! Murong Yinzhu fell into the center of the whirlpool, looked at his brother Murong Hongyu, who was quickly moving away, and shouted heartbreakingly, reaching out and wanting to catch him, but he could only grasp a piece of nothingness.

What she knew, that forbidden spell, the soul was withdrawn, and she was forever a slave of the witch of the night, and she was not allowed to be reborn until the world was destroyed, which was the price of opening the wormhole of time and space.

Brother, I'd rather die myself, I'm not really alive now anyway.

Brother, you are so stupid!