Xi Yue placed him on his lap, hugged his head, and whimpered: "Unknown, you have always been my younger brother, my loved one. Your name is obtained by me, your surname is given by me, Do you remember?"

Wei Zixi's vision slowly blurred, and the breath of the soul gradually dissipated from his body.

His expression became dazed and confused, as if looking at Xiyue who was supporting him, and as if looking at the distant sky.

"Sister... is it you?"

"It's me!" Xi Yue shuddered, "Unknown, you'll be fine, my sister won't make you okay!"

"Good, I... is your unknown again. Xi unknown, is Xi Yue's brother, will never be abandoned, never alone..."

"Unknown, haven't you said that you will listen to your sister's words? Hold on again, okay?" Xi Yue's tears rained down, and the power of her source slowly dried up and could no longer be supported.

Wei Zixi's face showed a calm and contented smile.

Throughout his life, the sufferings and pains in his life were superfluous.

However, he is not nothing.

At least, there will be another person in this world who will not let him go and will remember his existence.

Even if this man has no love for him, he is willing to cry for him.

A low, almost silent murmur spit out from his mouth, "If, in the next life, even if I will only be your brother forever..."

However, he has no more life.

Just like the shore of Sansheng Stone, the flowers bloom on the other shore, and the flowers and leaves never meet each other.

He and Xiyue were also doomed to live forever, without any relationship.

...

A little red light emanated from Wei Zixi, surging, and finally all fell on Xi Yue.

That was Wei Zixi's lifelong cultivation, and the only remaining source of spirits that had been infiltrated by spiritual and magic power for thousands of years.

With the help of these forces, Xi Yue didn't even need to cross-legged to meditate, only advanced to the upper realm in the blink of an eye.

And since then, she will no longer be afraid of the erosion of magic energy.

The lower-order demons would not even dare to shoot her, because she possessed the divine soul pressure left by the demon emperor realm.

In this world, no one except Ji Chengfeng was her opponent.

Jiuye watched Xiyue worriedly, holding a kneeling position and hugging Wei Zixi, a little time passed.

Wei Zixi's body has long disappeared, but Xi Yue's figure has not moved.

Finally, Jiuye couldn't help but whisper: "Xi Yue, don't be too sad. Wei Zixi can be regarded as a benevolent benevolence. Even if you don't consider children, you must think about the children in your belly and Ji Mingyu. Your dad is still in Ji Chengfeng's hands, there are still many people waiting for you to save, you..."

Xi Yue closed her eyes, and slowly opened it for a long time. Her voice was hoarse: "Nine Lord, I know."

She lowered her head and looked at a red spar from her lap.

Xiyue knew that this was the condensed Jingjing after the destruction of Haotian Scepter.

Because the Haotian Scepter is a holy weapon, the materials used are naturally extremely precious. Even after self-explosion, such precious materials will not be completely dissipated, but will condense and restore to heaven and earth.

Such crystals of heaven and earth can be used to reforge holy objects, and they can also nurture spirits of heaven and earth.As in Xiyue’s world mythology, Nuwa colorful stones can give birth to Sun Wukong.The Jingjing of this heaven and earth is also a spiritual thing like the colorful stones of Nuwa.