Little Yichen lightly clutched his abdomen. He accidentally exerted a little more force and blood gushed out.
"Why…" He stared at little Yueyao in disbelief. He did not know why his little sister, whom he had always loved dearly, would so ruthlessly stab him all of a sudden! "Why…"
Yue Yao looked at him, but her gaze instantly became mournful. She spoke in a childish voice, but her voice was devoid of emotions. "I'm going to kill you."
"Why…" Little Yichen shook his head and smiled bitterly. "No, you're not Yueyao. Yueyao won't do this to me. She won't…"
Pfft!
Little Yichen's body stiffened, and the muscles on his back twitched uncontrollably. He struggled to get onto his feet. As he lowered his head, another sharp dagger viciously pierced his back. He staggered and turned around unsteadily, only to come face to face with a ghastly looking Youyou.
