"Xiaobai. Oh no, it's silver dust. Zhang Yating's voice was emotionless at this time, exactly the same as when she bullied those poor runners: "Yinchen, right? From today on, you have been expelled from the house by our Zhang family." She gritted her teeth cutely, stomped her feet with hatred, and said in a cold and ruthless voice: "Your deed of sale is now invalid! You are no longer a slave of our Zhang family! From now on, the Zhang family has nothing to do with you! The road leads to the sky, you don't care about our Zhang family's affairs, and don't want to eat and live in our house anymore! Whether you live or die, you can do it yourself!" After she finished speaking, she turned around abruptly, as if she no longer wanted to look at Yinchen, but in fact, she turned to General Nie behind her.

"Your Excellency General, you have seen that this person is no longer a slave of our Zhang family, and has nothing to do with our Zhang family, do you see if you can ......" The little girl ran towards General Nie half-coquettishly and half-flatteringly, and ran towards the leader of the enemy. The silver dust behind her didn't feel anything else at this time except for the burning pain on her face.

Yinchen's heart was completely cold. He knew that the little girl was saving herself, in an extremely bloody way.

General Nie's heart was completely shaken. He had never done such a thing when he was destroying people, but he had not never seen it! His colleagues, his enemies, and those who were not very related to him had done it. Some people were not discovered by their superiors and are still alive and well, and some people are discovered, and it is light to go to prison. And now, this kind of thing has fallen on his own head.

General Nie had been fighting in his heart since he first saw the boy, which could be seen in his somewhat contradictory attitude towards Yinchen. On the one hand, he greatly admired this kid, admired his talent, and appreciated his methods! At the same time, he also probably guessed that this kid was a slave of the Zhang family, and this kind of person's impression of the Zhang family might only be a whip! So she wanted to let Yinchen survive by some means, as a small army handyman, maybe one day, this person could soar and flourish, and he could return to repay the general's grace of not killing. On the other hand, General Nie was a little worried that this Naihai was blinded by hatred and would take revenge on the Northern Empire after he became a talent in the future, with his qualifications, his future achievements must be immeasurable, so the threat caused by it could not be calculated.

The general was already hesitant, and only after seeing that Yinchen rejected his kindness did he make up his mind to kill him quickly, but now, seeing that this little girl wanted to use her clumsy acting skills to fool her around, and wanted to exchange her small and weak life for the boy's survival, the general was shaken.

He was shocked, and his hard-hearted heart was shaken a lot. General Nie Wanliu, who was accustomed to seeing life and death in the world, couldn't help but be moved by the courage shown by the little girl, and more importantly, he was also persuaded by the little conscience he had and the "rules" of the empire. In the Northern Empire, the slaves who were expelled from their homes by their masters really had nothing to do with their masters, and the Black Feather Army, from its inception, was a strong force that only killed the first culprit internally, never implicated the innocent, and had iron discipline and a good reputation.

From the perspective of national law, Yinchen at this time is really innocent, and he has nothing to do with this matter.

The general was persuaded by the logic that came out of his mind, and his wavering heart and somewhat sloppy eyes condensed as if he had found the backbone of the main heart: "The Black Feather Army is ordered to act and will never implicate innocent people. The general's voice suddenly became louder, like some kind of majestic slogan, and spread to the two children in front of him and the whole phalanx of officers and soldiers. "No!" the uniform voice was like muffled thunder, shaking the silver dust. The boy knew that at this point everything was irreparable.

"Then thank you, General. The blood light suddenly splashed as the little girl smiled sweetly.

Even the silver dust that possessed the realm, even the mage silver dust, didn't have time to stop Zhang Yating's actions, everything happened in a flash of lightning, General Nie, the Black Feather Army, and the silver dust didn't react.

A small dagger was quietly inserted into the little girl's chest. General Nie didn't even have time to open his mouth to say a word, so he could only watch the girl fall on her back to the sky.

"Yating!" Silver Dust cried and ran over, and fell down beside the little girl without the image of a mage, a large amount of warm white light suddenly appeared from his hand, it was light restoration magic, but it was useless, Silver Dust's little power could not save the lives of mortal people at all, because he was just an ordinary first-level magister, not the Pope of the Vatrentia, the holy city of Gabriel's religion.

The rain was still falling, and the frenzied and endless rain soon washed away the tears of silver dust. Yinchen cried, the remorse, guilt and reluctance in his heart easily crushed his so-called strength and his so-called "mage's persistence". He hated himself, hated himself for not stalking Zhang Yating at the first time, and stopped this girl who was regarded as his only relative in this world because of a greedy thought of life and fear of death, and because of a little attachment to life, what is the use of his silver dust living in this world? Do you have to endure that terrible loneliness again?!

The "Little White ......" girl stretched out her bloody hand, gently stroked Yinchen's face, and in the increasingly violent rain, she made her last voice: "Remember my sister's words...... Live well...... Live well for my sister...... You're a boy, a nice and cute boy, you're ...... You can take control of your own life, don't be like your sister...... Seemingly glamorous...... But even his own future ...... Can't hold ......"

"Promise my sister that I will live my sister's share well......" The girl's hand froze abruptly, and she didn't want to let go until she died, and the silver dust lay on the ground, drenched in heavy rain, but she couldn't even make a sound. Tears, from his eyes, from his nose, and even from his throat, drowned out his attempts to cry.

Simple sorrow poured down like pouring rain. General Nie looked at the little girl on the ground, almost uncontrollably raised his hand to beat his chest, and saluted a military salute unique to the Northern Empire.

Silver Dust lay on the ground, lying in the deepening water, motionless as a corpse. In front of his eyes, the tiny figure that rushed towards the countless criss-crossing sword qi suddenly appeared in that summer night. The beggar girl's dying cry once again rang out in her ears, and in front of her, another little girl, a little girl about the same age as the beggar girl, fell into the cold and barbaric world.

He had secretly vowed never to let this happen again, but only a year later, tragedy had happened again.

Yinchen gently put Zhang Yating's hand down and gently closed her eyes. Zhang Yanting's pupils had already dilated, just as the Black Feather Army had already retreated. Silver Dust got up and stood alone in the rainstorm.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he hadn't even walked out of the broad avenue in front of the restaurant!

"I'm sorry, Yating, I'm not your sister, and I'm not your brother. I am Silver Dust......" He whispered to the girl on the ground, "We will see you again in the next life, I will definitely take good care of you, definitely." He said, turning around.

"No coffin, no coffin, no tombstone, this is the funeral of a girl, the funeral of Artregayam Zhang Yating, a descendant of the great god and demon master!