"No-" Murong Yinzhu's heart throbbed for a while, and he shouted, "I don't want to go, brother, you listen to me, I can ......"

Before Murong Yinzhu's words could speak, Murong Fei had already moved, quickly forming a formation, a purple octagonal pattern, and while forming a formation, he rushed towards Murong De.

It's just that before he reached Murong De's side, he stopped walking, and the whole person couldn't move, as if he had been immobilized, and Murong De's hand that was not holding the lightsaber slowly raised, and in his hand was a blood-red, heart-like phantom, still shrinking and beating, both illusory and real.

A strange smile appeared on Murong De's face, and then the hand holding his heart closed point by minute, and the heart-like phantom turned into wisps of red shards in an instant, floating into the sky.

Murong Fei's originally frozen figure suddenly moved, he shook in place twice, a large amount of blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, and the torn clothes exposed his chest, and those originally red criss-crossing prohibitions instantly turned gray, just like his whole person quickly grayed down.

Everything happened too fast, Murong Yinzhu didn't have time to react at all, she was in place like a fool, watching Murong Fei run out in a daze, seeing Murong De crushing that heart, and then seeing Murong Fei spitting blood and falling backwards.

Time had become so strange at this moment, she could see it so clearly and clearly, it seemed to be very slow, slow, but so fast, so fast that she didn't have a chance to react.

Suddenly, it seemed to be back to that moment, to the moment when Murong Hongyu died, she also watched him stand in front of her, she couldn't do anything to watch the sword through his chest, and watched him smile and say to her, live.

How similar!

The weirdness of time returned to normal when the three-tailed civet cat pounced on it and made Murong Fei fall on top of it. Murong Fei had already closed his eyes, and the red fragments in Murong De's hands had already drifted away.

“… Brother, brother..."Murong Yinzhu shook his head and muttered, walking step by step towards Murong Fei, who had fallen on the three-tailed spirit cat.

"Why is he out of breath...?"

"Hahahaha...... Murong De let out a piercing and crazy laugh, "I haven't killed him, just to wait for you to come back, I know you will come back, so that you can see this scene of her death." ”

Murong Yinzhu was stunned, and only Murong Fei was lying there in his eyes. Walking over step by step, he reached out and held Murong Fei's hand, which was already getting cold, and his life was gone.

There are many images that flicker through my mind. From the first time he stood in front of her, to what he did for her selflessly, and now he has lost his and Nangong Lin's lives, although he is not his biological brother, he takes care of her no less than his biological brother, it can be said that she maintains her humanity, and her biggest spiritual pillar is Murong Fei.

Now that this pillar has fallen, Murong Yinzhu only feels that all the feelings are passing bit by bit with Murong Fei's cooling.

Sad, sad and cold, as if they were all solidified, frozen in the bottom of her heart, she couldn't shout or roar, she was pressed there heavily, and she wanted to destroy everything.

The world of color All the colors are fading, and the world is gradually being replaced by one color.

Blood red, blood red.