"Cough cough..." Nangong Hao coughed up a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and his pale face finally gradually became a little rosy, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Haoer, is it okay?"

"Father..." Nangong Hao looked at Nangong Tian who was close to him, and then quickly looked at the two open blue and black divine gates in the sky: "If you lose, we will still lose."

"No, we were not defeated!" Nangong Tian shook his head: "As long as Fang Zhengzheng dies, the fruit of the divine tree may appear again, and we can still..."

"Father!"

"Hao'er, you can't give up, you must not give up!"

"Father, I'm a little tired..."

"Tired? Then you take a break first, wait... and wait until Fang Zhengzhi dies, we will..."

"No, father, I mean I'm really tired." Nangong Hao shook his head, then looked at Nangong Mu, who was lying on the ground not far away, with his eyes slightly closed: "Brother Mu, brother... I'm sorry."

"Haoer, don't talk such nonsense. Muer's affairs are his father's decision and have nothing to do with you. We just need to wait a little longer and look for opportunities..."

"Father, do you really think there is still a chance?" Nangong Hao interrupted Nangong Tian and continued to say, and then pointed to the Sky-Split Demon God standing at the top of the sacred tree.

"..." Nangong Tian's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say a word.

When the dozen Holy Realm powerhouses from the Nangong family saw this scene, they all lowered their heads and no one spoke.

Because, they all know, the so-called opportunity...

It no longer exists.

No matter whether the fruit of the divine tree will appear again after Fang Zhengzhi dies, even if it really appears, with the demon god of the Sky and the demon emperor Bai Zhi, how can they grab the fruit of the divine tree?

"Father, I'm defeated. According to the family rules of the Nangong family, I should accept the punishment!" Nangong Hao spoke again, with a feeling of loneliness in his expression.

"Hao'er... you have tried your best, we can all see it. This is not your fault, it's just your fault... Your father is not strong enough, there is no way..."

"I just hope my father can promise me one thing in the end!"

"Haoer, don't say stupid things..."

"Father, promise me!"

"Okay, you...you said."

"Save Brother Mu!"

"This... my father also wants to save Muer, but Muer's heart has... You should know that the bloodlines of our Nangong family are extremely special. In your generation, only you and Muer are bleeding from the Nangong family... In fact, the children have no way to inherit the ancestors..."

"Crack!" Just before Nangong Tian finished speaking, a voice directly interrupted what Nangong Tian was going to say next.

Then, Nangong Tian's eyes also widened in an instant.

Because, at the heart of Nangong Hao, there was a palm, a palm that was completely grasped into the heart, and bright red blood was constantly gushing out of his chest.

"Father...if you don't agree, I...I will crush my heart directly!"

"Hao'er, why are you doing this?" Nangong Tian's body finally trembled. He already understood what Nangong Hao meant, but this made him even more painful.

"If I lose, I should bear the punishment from the Nangong family... I just hope that my father can fulfill my last wish and exchange my life for Brother Mu for my life." Nangong Hao looked at Nangong Mu not far away. For some reason, there seemed to be no pain in the corner of his mouth, but with a faint smile.

"My brother..."

"Brother knows your efforts over the past ten years. Brother knows that you want to surpass your brother at all times, but brother cannot fulfill your wish, because, brother knows that once you really surpass me, then the person who bears this responsibility and pain will no longer be me, but you..."

"Brother can't give you anything, but at least, I can give you my life..."

"Brother, my favorite brother!"

Nangong Hao's lips kept trembling, and no one heard clearly what he was saying. He only knew that this person who had never been sad had fallen into two drops of crystal bloody tears.

"Hao'er!" Nangong Tian's voice was filled with a roar. He looked at Nangong Hao in his hand, and then at the Sky-Splitting Demon God standing above his head. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Go!"

"Yes!" More than a dozen Holy Realm powerhouses from the Nangong Family watched Nangong Tian pick up Nangong Hao, and immediately took the order, carefully lifted Nangong Mu, and quickly fled to the foot of Tianchan Mountain.

At this point, the wind on the top of Tianchan Mountain became cooler.

Nangong Tian took Nangong Hao, Nangong Mu and the powerful people from the Nangong family's holy realm, leaving only Chi Guyan and Wu Yu'er, and Yan Qianli and Tianxu Saint standing on the top of the mountain.

"Yu'er, there is no hope."
Chapter completed!