"The light of our souls has been incomplete since birth. Although in some aspects it is much stronger than normal people, the light of our souls can also be easily controlled. But precisely because of this, it is even easier for inner demons to control us.

And the closer we get to the fourth-level intermediate level, the more hopeless we are... This vampire touch can just fill in the missing part of us, so I will check and pay attention, as long as it absorbs the same missing part of the light of the soul.

, such as you and me... As the only members of the assassin family in the world of reincarnation, we are the only carriers of the incomplete light of the soul, and the intensity is about the same. Once the dagger pierces us, the heart will be pierced first.

If you die, the light of your soul will be passed to me along the dagger, and then I will be able to live with the complete light of soul...Brother, you big idiot!"

Tears kept streaming from Zhao Yingkong's eyes, and her little face gently rubbed Zhao Zukong's back.

"Why did my brother force me, the sub-personality, to keep getting stronger from the beginning? Even if it is with hatred, even if it is a twisted mind, even if it is vicious language and violent attacks, the sub-personality must still be strong.

How about me becoming stronger? Because brother is waiting, waiting for the light of my soul to reach the same intensity as yours. Then I can withstand half of your light of soul. Brother fool, he is obviously controlled by the inner demon.

You still have to wake up and do all this for me...you big fool!"

Having said this, Zhao Yingkong finally couldn't help but burst into tears. It looked like there was some kind of top powerhouse there, she was clearly just a sad little girl.

"...It's very silly. Sometimes when I wake up..."

Zhao Zukong still had his back to Zhao Yingkong. There was no longer any bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and there was no longer that cruel smile. There was only a contemplative expression as if he was recalling yesterday. He murmured: "When I wake up from time to time,

, I always think of the past when the three of us were still together, and it is unforgettable every time, so...even if you are alone, Little Apple, let us work hard to survive together, and we will never be in darkness and loneliness again.

I am sinking in, I am very happy..."

After saying that, he regained consciousness and once again activated his telekinesis, and the dagger was inserted into his heart for a few more seconds.

"No, brother, you are so selfish. Do you want to hold my hand and stab yourself? It was like this before, and it is like this now. I hate my brother like this... so..."

The surrounding spider webs began to shrink and re-condensed into the black sharp blade. It was suspended out of thin air and pointed directly at Zhao Zukong's chest, and behind his chest was Zhao Yingkong's body that was close to him.

"...Little Apple, is this your revenge on me? It really... makes me want to kiss you. I have always liked you since a long time ago, but we..."

Zhao Zukong struggled slightly, but he was completely suppressed by Zhao Yingkong and could not move at all. In desperation, he could only gently let go of the dagger and touched the bloody hand behind his shoulder.

There, his lover clings to his body, which is his only persistence...

The bloody hand touched the face gently, the blood was still warm, and the fingers gently stroked it, like a relative, like a lover...

(Brother, let’s work together, I won’t let you be alone this time!)

"No, this is not revenge, brother fool... This is my repayment to you. This time, it's my turn to move the sword, piercing the hearts of both of us... This time, I will move it."

As they spoke, the black light-devouring sword suddenly pierced out, penetrating from the hearts of the two of them, deeply connecting the two of them...

(...Zheng Zha, I'm sorry. If my body dies, my spiritual light can last for about an hour. This is the last thing I can do for you. You must win this final battle! And...everyone,

Thanks……)

Zhao Yingkong smiled and closed her eyes gently, but her little hand had already let go of the dagger, and was about to let it hang down when Zhao Zukong's hand suddenly reached out and held it tightly, both of them had a look on their faces.

Smiling, eyes slowly closed...

[Zhao Yingkong, Zhao Zhukong, died in battle!]
Chapter completed!