My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

"Grandpa Song! Don't kill him! I'll listen to you!" I held Song Mingguang's hand, and the matter had come to an end, so I could only follow the twelve steps.

"Who are you from Qianchongxue? What can you use to convince me not to kill you?" Song Mingguang ignored me.

"I used to be Yan Tianan's adopted son, ranked twelve." Twelve said, "But ever since I helped Ah Lin steal Hongyan Broken Jade from Qianchongxue, I have broken relations with Yan Tianan. I originally wanted to follow Ah Lin When Lin came, Hongyan Book could still rely on Ninth Brother, but in Cuishan Bieyuan, I didn't expect that idiot Xia Yu to attack you suddenly. After such a disturbance, we couldn't stay, so we could only ask Tenth Brother in Jinmeitan to take him in secretly We had a period of time, but later we fell out, all in all, Qian Chongxue and I have almost turned against each other now, and we can never go back."

"It's disloyal to betray the organization, it's unfilial to break up with a father and son, and it's unrighteous for brothers to turn against each other," Song Mingguang said. "People like you are not worthy of trust."

"I don't need other people's trust. Everything I do is for Ah Lin. As long as he believes in me, what else is it?" Twelve made another show of affection before finally throwing out the most critical chip, "And I know the way here."

"There is no right or wrong in love, but after all, it is illusory." Song Mingguang found the bottle of Chunjiang Chaoshui from me and threw it to Twelve, "You know the rules, if you are really willing to die for him, please."

"Grandpa Song!" I called Song Mingguang, and seeing that he didn't respond, I called out to Twelve again, "Don't drink!"

Twelve raised his hands and looked up, and drank it all in one gulp.

Song Mingguang watched Twelve drink the bottle of poison before turning to me and saying, "Yixi, it seems that you have done a good job in deceiving people."

I hung my head and didn't answer, Song Mingguang took the medicine bottle from me again before letting go, walked slowly to his seat and sat down, asking Twelve to tell him the formation in the woods in detail.

Twelve scratched his head, with a confused and innocent expression: "What formation? I only know how to get there, not the formation."

Song Mingguang took the antidote and shook it: "After thinking about it, it's hard to feel the Chunjiang tide attack."

Twelve said: "I haven't learned formations, nor read books, if you don't believe me, you can ask Ah Lin!"

Song Mingguang looked at me sideways again, and I was helpless: "He can't read at all."

Twelve even jumped up to refute me: "Nonsense, I will write your name!"

I explained to Song Mingguang again: "Actually, I can also write the word Rin, and I often make mistakes."

"This word is too complicated..."

Twelve suddenly swayed and couldn't finish the sentence. He took a few steps back and knelt on the ground. He supported the ground with one hand and grabbed his throat with the other. From a distance, his body could be seen shaking like chaff.

It must be the Spring River tide broke out!I have personally tasted Huoshuyinhua and Chunjiang Chaoshui as its equally famous poison, and the taste will never be better than that.

"Twelve!" I wanted to go over to see him, but I got up too quickly. Unexpectedly, my eyes darkened and I fell back again, "Grandpa Song! Don't kill him! Please don't kill him!"

"Yixi, why are you so anxious? I told you earlier that this dose won't kill a person, so he has to remember this feeling." After Song Mingguang finished speaking slowly, I finally had a picture in front of me again. Song Mingguang poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle, crushed it, shook his head and said with a smile, "Eating this whole pill can keep you from attacking for three months, which is too long."

Seeing that Twelve was really enduring the pain of poisonous hair, I felt that there might be something missing on my side, so I gritted my teeth and twisted my wound, and immediately cried out two lines of clear tears.

The effect was immediate, but it wasn't enough. I threw myself in front of Song Mingguang again, deliberately stretched out my injured left hand, and grabbed the corner of his clothes. The meaning of pleading couldn't be more obvious.

"You go." Song Mingguang picked out a small piece of pill powder from his palm and put it into my hand. I clenched my hand carefully, lest I be negligent and let this little antidote fall on the ground and get mixed into the dust. up.

Song Mingguang said behind me: "I don't know how long this will last, maybe seven days, maybe ten days, but as long as you, you guys, don't make mistakes, you will never suffer again."

I rushed straight to Twelve and spread my hands to give him the antidote, but he didn't seem to see me, he just lowered his head and gasped for breath, his neck was bleeding from his own scratches, his eyes were red but his lips were black, I Patting him on the shoulder and calling his name can't evoke his response. I'm not as strong as him, and I only have one hand to use. How can I feed him medicine when he's unconscious? !

I looked back at Song Mingguang, he was sipping a teacup leisurely, as if he had already transcended the world, and everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

This made me hate him even more.

Looking at Twelve again, I really couldn't think of a way to give him medicine in the normal way. I could only stand up with my fists clenched and kick him on the shoulder with all my strength. I didn't stand still and fell backwards. He supported him The hand that landed on the ground was kicked by me, and I lost my balance, and the whole person fell to the ground.I didn't stand up any more, I just turned over and threw myself on him, holding his neck with my left arm and forcing him to look up, and poured the medicine I was holding into his mouth with my right hand when he opened his mouth to breathe, and died. Cover his mouth to keep him from spitting out.

Twelve was pressed to the ground by me. He was holding his own throat with one hand. At this time, his hand was blocked by me and he subconsciously grabbed my arm. It was too late for me to pull away. He was too strong and caused my wound I was torn apart again, I was the one who pressed him down and wanted to give him medicine, but now he imprisoned me by his side and had no choice but to do it!

He grabbed me like this, and my arm was in severe pain like returning to the time of bloodletting. Fortunately, I bit his hand before I yelled, and cut off the reaction of crying pain in time, but the tears were completely contained. Can't stop rushing out.I lay on Twelve's body and cried, and all kinds of images of seas and rivers breaking and dikes bursting kept popping up in my mind, and I even felt that maybe I should change my name to Meng Jiang after crying down the snowy peak of Xishan Mountain.

I was immersed in the pain and crying, and I didn't notice that Twelve's breathing had gradually calmed down, until he took away my hand covering his mouth: "...I'm not dead yet, you don't have to cry like this... Hey, don't bite me, it's bleeding!"

I raised my face, which had been washed with tears, and opened my mouth to scold him: "What the hell! It's my fault—" Halfway through the sentence, I suddenly remembered that Song Mingguang couldn't let Song Mingguang find out that I didn't have true feelings, so that he would go through the gang again. "It hurts so much" is changed to "Okay, I miss you so much."

Twelve let go of my hand, stood up overjoyed and hugged me in his arms: "I miss you too."