THE FAKE HEIRESS AND HER FIVE VILLAINOUS BROTHERS

Chapter 76

The unexpected encounter with Third Elder Brother Yuan Yong made Yuan Luoyi very nervous. She stood still, unable to move carelessly.

Among the five Yuan brothers, Third Elder Brother Yuan Yong had a delicate and handsome appearance. The tear mole at the corner of his eye gave him a frail and delicate beauty, but in reality, his heart was extremely bloodthirsty.

In his view, lives in the world could be divided into three categories: the first kind could be killed now, the second kind could not be killed for the time being, and the third kind needed to be protected.

Fortunately, Yuan Luoyi belonged to the third kind, and she was the only person Yuan Yong wanted to protect.

In the previous timeline, Yuan Yong's only one died, which was enough to shatter his sanity and send him down an endless path of vengeance and bloodshed.

Now, in the long corridor of the Yuan residence, Yuan Yong stared intently at his sister, confused after the initial surprise.

He knew that he had gone mad, his head aching every day, and he had killed countless people, but he had never experienced hallucinations before. Why was he now seeing his sister from childhood?

This was unreasonable, possibly an exquisite trap tailored for him, as there were many people in this house who wanted him dead.

But in the pure moonlight, Yuan Luoyi was so beautiful and sacred, her limpid lake-like eyes held a strange power that drew Yuan Yong towards her.

It was like a small boat about to be scattered by the raging storm, with the starry sky disappearing and the compass broken.

The dying sailor, unable to find direction, prayed desperately to the gods, when suddenly a ethereal and distant melody arose from the bottom of the sea – the beguiling song of the siren.

Willingly jumping into the water, the sailor was bewitched into stopping his breath, using his own bones to build a throne for her.

And so, step by step, Yuan Yong walked towards Yuan Luoyi.

This was the wrong direction.

But he had suffered so much after losing his sister that even if this illusion would cost him his life, he could not refuse it.

"Drip drop!"

"Drip drop!"

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"Drip drop!"

The blood on the blades kept dripping onto the ground, and the sound grew louder as Yuan Yong approached, yet he himself moved with the graceful silence of a feline.

The pure moonlight shone through the carved wooden windows, casting intricate shadows on the ground. Yuan Yong silently stepped on them, the light and shadows intermingling on his body, making his face appear alternately sinister and upright.

He stopped in front of Yuan Luoyi, lowering his head to carefully observe her, his overly focused gaze like countless needles falling.

Yuan Yong murmured to himself, "With so many details, you look like you really exist..."

"May I touch you?"

This was not a question, but a notification.

"Thud!"

Yuan Yong deftly stuck two long swords into the ground.

He tentatively reached out his hand, his bloodstained fingertips lightly touching Yuan Luoyi's forehead.

As if burned, he quickly withdrew his hand in a panic.

After calming down, he took a step back with one leg, took off his hat, and gracefully twirled it in the air before bowing like a gentleman.