Wei Zixi smiled faintly, which looked strange with the blood on his face. "Sister Xiyue, I'm very happy that you showed up..."
However, before he could finish his words, Xi Yue suddenly hugged him and said in a deep voice: "Since we can't save her, let's die together, brother and sister."
Wei Zixi's treacherous smile froze on his face, his body also froze, and then he trembled slightly, "Xiyue... Sister, you... you want to die with me? But I am a demon, I brought disaster, I deserve to die, why do you want to accompany me?"
Xi Yue remembered something, her eyes turned slightly red, her voice was low and hoarse, and it was full of sarcasm, "Who is born a devil, and who is born to die? Even if you are really a devil, so what? As long as you are my brother, Xi Yue, I will not allow you to die alone. I have tasted that kind of memory, watched it like that, it is enough for me to have tasted it once."
Wei Zixi's tears suddenly fell. He was obviously covered in wounds and was obviously in a desperate situation, but he smiled, and his smile was extremely happy.
At this moment, Xi Yue's face suddenly changed, and then the expression on the little girl's face turned into horror.
She pushed Wei Zixi away, stretched out her hands to Wei's father and mother above, and screamed, "Dad and Mom, save me, I don't want to die, this demon is controlling me, save me quickly!"
At this critical moment, Wei Zihan actually took over the use of the body again.
The light in Wei Zixi's eyes gradually faded, and an expression that seemed like crying, laughing, and mocking appeared on his face.
Wei's father and mother were overjoyed and wanted to find a way to bring Wei Zihan up.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, the situation changed again, and the fear on Wei Zihan's face suddenly turned into cold determination.
Xi Yue regained control of her body. She sneered, "As his sister, you have received so much protection from him, but you keep calling him a devil and bullying him. Today is the day for you to pay back everything."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xi Yue grabbed the sharp iron piece next to him and inserted it into his chest without hesitation.
“Sister Xiyue!!” Wei Zixi roared and rushed over. He could no longer hold back his tears.
Xi Yue's expression was calm. Blood was flowing from her chest, but a faint smile spread across her lips. "I don't know if this is a dream or an illusion, my inner demon, or your life."
"But Wei Zixi, I want to tell you that you are not a monster, and you are not alone. Your forbearance and hardship are not unnoticed. You are my Xiyue's younger brother, and you... are very good."
After saying this, Wei Zihan closed his eyes and stopped breathing.
And Xi Yue was also completely unconscious this time, so she didn't know that after she left, Wei Zixi was holding the body of "Wei Zihan" in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.
Above the pit, Wei's father and mother cried heartbreakingly, and more and more mud and rocks were sent down, slowly completely submerging Wei Zixi and Wei Zihan.
But Wei Zixi seemed to be unaware of the coming of death. He hugged the body of "Wei Zihan" tightly, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This smile was completely different from little Wei Zixi's shy, forbearing, and clean smile. It was full of ridicule towards the world, and also had a charming laziness.
This is the smile of the true High Priest of the Divine Realm—Wei Zixi.
The next moment, the entire space began to vibrate violently. (To be continued)