The demon hand that grabbed Nalan Zhenyue was getting stronger and stronger, and the violent force hurt Nalan Zhenyue.

"No!"

"don't want--"

Watching Nalan Zhenyue's body was deforming, and seeing the corners of her mouth were bleeding. Do you want to watch her die with your own eyes???

The fat man climbed up from the ground and rushed up desperately, but there was a figure faster than him, which was Xile.

Ying Su paused at this moment, and Xile's body pounced on Nalan Zhenyue, and a soft and violent force suddenly dispersed, surrounding the demon hand.

Nalan Zhenyue saw Xile, his tears, and his sad but familiar eyes.

"Xile, don't you know what the outcome of your doing this?"

Yingsu's voice.

It contains rage.

"What else can I do? What else can I do? The only thing I can do is protect her, I don't want anything, and the only thing I want is her."

This is Xile's truth.

His tears fell down one by one, passing by the wind, his long silver hair was floating, and the corners of his mouth were slowly bleeding.

The power surrounding the magic hand is constantly getting stronger, and it is the power of Xile.

"Xile, even if I don't want your life today, you will be dead today."

Why are you dead?

Why?

Xile shook her head, "You let her go!"

"impossible!"

Xile didn't say much, but used his actions to express that the power burst out from his body to attack Yingsu. Yingsu did not fight back against Xile, but just let Xile attack. At the end of the attack, Xile fell more and more tears, and the blood on the corners of her mouth became more and more.

"Why?" Nalan Zhenyue spoke weakly.

Why, why wasn't she attacked by Yingsu? She felt Xile's life passing by little by little.

"I put a blood curse on him. As long as I recover my memory and betray the dark world, then his result will be death." This is Ying Su's explanation. When she said this, Ying Su was silent for a moment.

Everyone's pupils are shrinking.

Nalan Zhenyue lowered her eyes.

"It's useless, Xile, I'll give you another last chance!"

"Let her go!"

"Xire, only death is your ending."

Yingsu did not attack Xile, but Xile was attacking Yingsu, but Xile was attacking Yingsu, but the blood on Xile's chest was getting more and more, his life signs were disappearing bit by bit, and his figure became more and more transparent. Nan Sheng was in a trance. Once upon a time, this scene appeared in his dream.

"Let her go! Please, uncle--" Xile asked humbly, tears were like broken diamonds.

The blood curse has already occurred.

Nan Sheng looked at Xile in the sky and tears slowly flowed out.

Nalan Zhenyue shook her head, "Okay, OK, Xile, OK, Xile, don't continue, it's okay, I'm okay, Xile..."

"Uncle, I beg you, let her go!!!"

"Okay, Xile, Xile..."

"Xi Le!!!"

The attack slowly escalated, and Xile's figure became more and more erratic, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.

Nalan Zhenyue's tears burst out from her eyes, "No, Xile!!!"
Chapter completed!