Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

"Crack--" Zhu Xiao blocked the blade that was chopping from behind.

"Feng Mu, what are you doing?" Feng Qingmu was shocked. Feng Mu was his good brother since childhood and a teammate who often went on missions together. Why would he point a knife at him?

Feng Mu didn't say anything, but slashed at Feng Qingmu fiercely with his sword.

Feng Qingmu retreated and dodged at the same time, and there were already many bloody wounds on his body.

After killing the middle-aged man, Feng Qingmu had just taken a breath when another group of men in black came. After killing all the men in black, before he had time to take a breath, the gray rabbit Feng Mu, who had disappeared for a long time, came and chopped him down again.

"Feng Mu, wake up. I am Feng Qingmu, not an enemy." Feng Qingmu fended off the attack while trying to reason.

It’s not that he had to be so long-winded, he just wanted to buy some time to restore his spiritual power.

Feng Mu finally looked at him, but this look was extremely cold and mixed with deep hatred.

Feng Qingmu was stunned, but the knife continued to chop towards him. Feng Qingmu came to his senses and responded hastily, leaving a deep wound on his arm.

He couldn't hold the bamboo flute and it fell to the ground.

Feng Qingmu took the opportunity to distance himself from him and covered the bleeding wound with one hand. He still couldn't believe that his good friend who grew up with him actually harbored such deep hatred towards him.

Although Feng Mu is usually taciturn and doesn't pay much attention to others, Feng Qingmu just thinks that the other person lost his parents when he was a child and is therefore a little precocious.

"Feng Mu, why are you crazy? How did I offend you?" Feng Qingmu cursed angrily.

Feng Mu raised the knife, stared at him, slowly licked the blood on the knife, and sneered, "Go ask the King of Hell!"

After saying that, he chopped at me with the knife again!

The reason why the most primitive machete method was used was because Feng Mu, as a member of a side branch, was subject to a deeper layer of restrictions after the last internal strife among the Fengling clan. He could not cause harm to the main branch, otherwise his spiritual power would be automatically locked in his dantian.

So Feng Mu took advantage of the fact that Feng Qingmu had just finished a fight and had no time to recover, and prepared to use the machete to kill him.

Feng Qingmu was shocked and angry, a complete loss of his former self. He dodged and tried to delay time.

"Do you still remember this knife? I took you to find someone to repair this knife! Now you want to use it to cut me? Feng Mu, do you still have a conscience?"

Feng Qingmu pulled out a folding fan from his sleeve to block the blow. His weapons were all short weapons, whether it was a bamboo flute or a folding fan, they were all very elegant, but at this moment, Feng Qingmu's clothes and sleeves were blown by the wind from the knife and were tattered.

The folding fan opened and closed, continuously blocking Feng Mu's long sword, "Feng Mu, if you want to die, let me be a clear-headed ghost." Feng Qingmu continued to lobby.

He fought and retreated.

Feng Mu was still cold, but he paused for a moment after hearing the words. At this moment, Feng Qingmu condensed a small wind blade and attacked Feng Mu's eyes.

This is the spiritual power that Feng Qingmu had just secretly accumulated, just a little bit of it.

Feng Mu quickly came back to his senses and stepped back slightly.

Feng Qingmu took advantage of him to step away and ran away quickly...

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On the other side, the lop-eared rabbit chasing the red dot was also in danger.

After she followed the red dot into the woods, she stopped and followed the direction she had discovered for a short distance. Then she stopped chasing and turned back.

But as soon as he turned around, he heard a baby crying from behind.

The lop-eared rabbit frowned and said nothing, still walking back, but her crying became louder and louder, echoing throughout the forest around her. The lop-eared rabbit was annoyed of being disturbed, so she stood still, took off the whip hanging from her waist, closed her eyes and concentrated, and after a moment she whipped in the direction she had just sensed.

"Evil creature! Come out!" The baby's crying paused for a moment, and then more ghostly howling sounds surrounded her.

Even with her eyes closed, she couldn't sense where the sound came from.

The lop-eared rabbit took out a white token and threw it into the air. The token spun above his head, and then a rhythmic sound came out, dispelling the surrounding demonic sounds that filled his brain.

Suddenly a thick fog came, with flying sand and rocks and rustling trees.

The world around her began to change. The trees shifted their positions in a disorderly manner. In the blink of an eye, she found herself in a peach forest.

The lop-eared rabbit flew into the air holding a whip.

The peach blossoms in the entire peach forest began to rustle, and the flying petals formed whips and lashed towards the person in the air. The starting posture was exactly the same as when she was in the forest just now.

The red lop-eared rabbit moved sideways three steps in the whistling wind, then took another step forward, and easily avoided the "peach blossom whip".

Afterwards, the "Peach Blossom Whip" followed closely and used several moves in succession, all of which were her usual moves. The Lop-Eared Rabbit dodged them leisurely, as if it was dancing among the flowers, startlingly falling, and gracefully like a swimming dragon.

A quarter of an hour later, the peach blossom whip was still dancing wildly. The lop-eared rabbit became impatient first. She tilted her head, reached out to take off the mask, and her momentum continued to rise...

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In the dense forest in the southwest, at the foot of a mountain, there was a huge blood pool. Around the pool, there were a dozen men in black chanting something. A man in red sat in front of the blood pool, frowned impatiently, and asked the man in black beside him, "Why haven't you recovered yet?"

"My Lord, the Black Di priest said that we have prepared more seeds this time. The blood sacrifice ceremony will take three days. Today is only the second day. We can wait until tomorrow night to cultivate them in the pond."

The red-clothed man raised the corners of his black lips and said, "Forget it. I can wait. You can take some people to get some more seeds."

"My Lord, our actions have been too obvious recently. The news may have leaked out. Priest Heidi asked us to be careful and not go out for the time being."

The red-dressed man curled his lips unhappily upon hearing this, "Any news about that bastard?"

"No."

"A bunch of trash!" The man in red slapped the man in black, sending him rolling into a pool of blood. The man in black then twisted the neck of the man who was about to attack him and then climbed back onto the shore.

The man in red took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, "Get away from me!" The man in black stood ten steps away respectfully.

The blood pool was very large, almost as big as a mountain, and many living people were floating in the blood pool. They were biting each other with their teeth, tearing each other with their hands, chopping with knives, and hurting each other in every way they could.

Everyone's eyes were red and swollen, and the only thought was to tear apart all living things around them.

Those who had closed their eyes and died completely would be fished out by the men in black standing on the shore and placed in a pit nearby, where thousands of corpses were already piled up!

On one side is a blood pool for cultivating the strongest monster, and on the other side is the "fertilizer" place for the man in red. The miasma, blood, resentment, etc. produced here are excellent nutrients for his cultivation.

It is also a component of the miasma forests of the southwest.

The man in red was leisurely sitting on a recliner with his eyes closed to rest, when suddenly his ears moved and he quickly sat up.

"Swish——" an aura arrow shot towards him. The man in red tilted his head, and the aura arrow passed by his ear. The man in red raised the corner of his lips and mocked: "It's just a trivial skill. It's delivered to my door and can be used as nutrition."

However, he did not expect that the spiritual energy arrow would shoot straight into the translucent protective shield above the blood pool.

A crisp snapping sound was heard, and several monks wearing masks suddenly appeared above, and the smile of the man in red slowly cracked...