Douluo: Thunder King, Ragnarok

Chapter 26: Brother, dead?

for myself!

Because of my own cowardice!

Because of his irresponsibility, he lost his life in vain.

I hurt him!

That's right, I hurt him!

Sometimes silent tears are sadder than loud tears.

Ye Shiba looked at the lifeless Fatty Wang, and felt nothing but self-blame in his heart. What kind of Holy Master was he? He was timid and cowardly, and he didn't even have the courage to stand up.

"Old Wang, I'm sorry, it was me who hurt you."

Ye Shiba always thought that he could control everything in this world if he knew the plot well, but his life and death were still controlled by the strong.

The rain fell silently, and Ye Shiba's tears also fell silently.

In his previous life, he had no power to restrain a chicken and would not dare to kill a chicken, but now he has killed a person. Although he did not kill him with his own hands, he was one of the masterminds.

Ye Shiba supported himself, struggled to pick up Fatty Wang's body, and staggered forward.

He wants to return his fallen leaves to his roots and hand them back to his brother...

Outside the Star Dou Great Forest.

It's still bustling today, it's still the same hotel as before. Fatty Wang is lying on the elderly chair enjoying himself, holding a cup of tea in his right hand, very leisurely.

"We ordinary people are really, really happy..." An unknown singing voice came from Fatty Wang's mouth.

"Hey, Lao Wang is so happy today, is he getting rich?" A man about the same age as Fatty Wang walked out from next door, and he seemed to know Fatty Wang.

"Haha, Lao Liu, you guessed wrong. I didn't get rich, but..."

In the middle of his words, Fatty Wang suddenly shook his head and shook the elderly chair under him with a smile on his face.

"Hey, you fat guy, why did you stop talking even halfway?" The man named Lao Liu seemed to be very dissatisfied with Fatty Wang's behavior and walked away angrily.

"Haha, Buddha said: Don't say it, don't say it."

Fatty Wang's slightly obscene laughter reached Old Liu's ears, causing him to speed up his pace. He really didn't want to stay with this guy anymore.

Fatty Wang watched Lao Liu leaving and didn't care. After all, he was really happy today.

Because a few days ago, he heard from the words of the Holy Lord that he was going to Soto City, and his younger brother was the person in charge of that area. When the Holy Lord arrived, wouldn't his brother...

Hahaha, Fatty Wang laughed wildly in his heart.

It seems that it was the right choice for him and his brother to join Bai Yujing. In this way, he and his brother might become close followers of the Holy Lord, and the benefits can be imagined.

"Hey, that's weird. Why has your right eyelid been twitching these past two days?"

Fatty Wang reached out and touched his right eyelid, which was beating constantly. It seemed that it had been beating since the Holy Lord left.

Although as the saying goes, a twitching right eyelid is not a good sign, but he, Fatty Wang, never believed in this evil.

One-third of it is destined, and seven-cent depends on hard work. My destiny is up to me!

"Waiter, show me some tea, sir."

After Fatty Wang finished speaking, he lay down on the elderly chair, closed his eyes and basked in the sun comfortably.

out of town

A handsome young man about 12 years old, carrying a huge sack on his back, staggered towards the town.

This young man was Ye Shiba, and in the sack was Fatty Wang, the younger brother of Changzhong Wang, who had passed away.

Perhaps because the body had been left in the sack for too long, there were flies around Ye Shiba.

Pedestrians passing by frowned, pinched their noses, and cursed.

"Hey, it stinks."

"What's going on with this guy? He's not ugly at all. Why is he such a stinky beggar?"

"囧囧, stay away from this kind of people, they can easily get sick."

"..."

Ye Shiba didn't pay attention to the shouts and curses from the people around him. After several days of journey, he was already exhausted.

But he couldn't stop, and he had to send him home. It didn't matter that it was always thousands of miles away!

The hotel is not far away, and every step of the night seems so heavy.

step,

two steps,

near, near.

"Hey, why does it smell so bad? Who disturbed my sleep?"

Fatty Wang, who was basking in the sun, suddenly smelled a foul smell. He unconsciously pinched his nose and mouth, cursing.

"Well, you stinky..."

Fatty Wang opened his eyes and looked at the ragged beggar in front of him. He wanted to educate him, but when he saw the beggar's face, he was shocked:

"Holy Lord, why are you here?"

Fatty Wang quickly stood up and then knelt down on one knee.

When Ye Shiba saw Fatty Wang, his chapped lips moved, and then he fell to the ground due to exhaustion.

"Holy Lord, are you okay?"

Fatty Wang saw the Holy Master falling and hurried forward to help him.

Suddenly, Ye Shiba grabbed Fatty Wang's arm and said with a sad expression, "Old Wang, I'm sorry!"

"Huh?" Fatty Wang was stunned when he heard this.

Although the Holy Lord spoke very quietly, he really heard, "I'm sorry? What are you sorry for, Holy Lord?" Fatty Wang was very confused. He felt that the Holy Lord was acting strange today. Not only was his clothes ragged, but even his words were shabby. Weird, could this be the performance art of the Holy Lord?

Ye Shiba did not answer, but looked at the sack behind him.

Fatty Wang followed Ye Shiba's eyes and looked at the sack. It seemed that the stench was coming from here. There were a few flies scurrying around on it. Could there be something shameful in it?

"Holy Lord, what is this?"

Ye Shiba did not answer, still staring at the sack.

Seeing that the Holy Lord's answer was fruitless, Fatty Wang could only go to the sack and open it...

"This……"

As soon as Fatty Wang opened the sack, the disgusting stench swept over him. Fatty Wang flashed his hands in front of his face twice in disgust and looked inside.

"Brother!"

Fatty Wang's eyes widened when he saw the people inside. Why was his brother in the sack?

Looking at his brother with a stiff face and a foul odor, Fatty Wang naturally knew what was going on, but he still sniffed his nose in disbelief.

Boom, Fatty Wang felt his head go blank and collapsed to the ground.

How could his living brother lose his breath like this?

"Holy Lord, my brother..." Fatty Wang asked in disbelief.

"Dead." Ye Shiba's voice was a little hoarse.

"How is it possible that he is dead? Holy Lord, please stop joking, how is it possible that my brother is dead!"

Fatty Wang obviously couldn't believe the fact that his brother was dead. He looked at the sack again, shook his brother's body, and cried: "Brother, brother, what's wrong with you? Open your eyes!"

Let Fatty Wang play with it, a thing without a soul will eventually be unable to speak.

"Brother, you're dead? Why are you gone?" Fatty Wang burst into tears, hugging the body and crying loudly.

In this world, his younger brother is his only relative, but now, his younger brothers have left him.

(End of this chapter)