The one out there...... Not my brother.

So, real brother, where did you go?

Nan Xian thought of a possibility, grief was like a sharp knife cutting her heart, and an irrepressible cry overflowed from her throat.

And the voice came in again—

"Xiaoxian—are you upstairs?"

A heavy, slow footstep sounded as it stepped up the steps, gradually approaching.

Nan Xian slid down with her back against the wall of the wardrobe, sat on the ground, and closed her eyes in despair.

Dad, Mom, Brother......

They're all dead.

Yourself, too, are you going to die, right?

The light that came through the closet was obscured by a dark shadow.

"So you're here—Xiaoxian—"

The voice of "brother" suddenly became strange, with some sharp tones, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in his tone.

He smiled, his eyes instantly turned blood-red, and he threw away Nan Yi's head, his nails turned into sharp claws, and he stretched out towards Nan Xian.

Nan Xian shrank motionlessly, and suddenly opened her eyes when the claw was about to touch her.

The monster wearing Nanyi's face sensed something, and his face changed as if he had seen something extremely frightening, and he said "damn it" and hurriedly stopped it.

Nan Xian's eyes were full of golden light, her hair was windless, her expression was indifferent, as if she had changed someone, and a pair of thin lips opened slightly-

"The earth fire reflects the moon, and all souls return to God, broken!"

The ECG monitor sounded the alarm, waking up Situ Ting, who was guarding the bedside.

She glanced at the suddenly rising number on the device, and her eyes suddenly brightened.

She stood up suddenly, looked at Nan Xian on the bed hopefully, licked her lips worriedly, and her heart almost jumped to her throat.

"The Jade Emperor Buddha Guanyin Bodhisattva blesses, you must wake up......"

Nan Xian's fingers moved, she struggled to open her heavy eyelids, and looked at Situ Ting sluggishly.

"I'm ...... What's wrong? She asked almost as hard as she could, but her voice sounded like a mosquito humming.

Seeing her wake up, Situ Ting almost burst into tears, she folded her hands and bowed, and then held Nan Xian's hand, her face full of excitement.

"Nanxian, you are too godly!" She approached her, her eyes were full of admiration, and she said word by word very seriously, "You killed a thousand-year-old demon!" ”

Nan Xian: ...... Ha?