The scumbag brother is finally accepted

Shen Mengzhuang quickly made a formula, and An Shijian instantly transformed into dozens of handles, surrounded the two of them, and opened a barrier to try to block the attack of the flower needle.

Hua Manxiang waved the folding fan unhurriedly, chuckled lightly, and said, "It's a waste of effort."

After finishing speaking, I saw thousands of apricot blossoms flashing with silver light, stabbing their heads and faces in an instant.White sword energy whizzed out from dozens of blades, as sharp as a scorpion, protecting Shen Mengzhuang and Shen Mengzhuang in the middle.

However, Huazhen Miyu's offensive was difficult, and cracks appeared in the opened barrier soon.Shen Mengzhuang looked anxious, watching An Shijian tremble non-stop, and sparks flew everywhere in the sparse shadow of the sword light.

Damn, a low-level flower demon has such a high setting, it can't do it at all!Shen Mengzhuang tightened his arms around Lu Qingyuan, he had to find a way to escape, anyway, he couldn't beat him and he couldn't die in vain, he didn't have self-healing skills, he was really the fate of cannon fodder, the role of the protagonist.

A hole was torn open in the barrier immediately, and the flower needles poured out overwhelmingly like the wind.Shen Mengzhuang waved his sleeves abruptly, An Shijian jumped up in the air, rolled up the flying sand and walked around rocks, trying to stop Xinghua Yinzhen.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Mengzhuang hurriedly hugged Lu Qingyuan tightly when he saw this, and jumped, trying to fly away from the spot.Unexpectedly, Hua Manxiang suddenly waved the paper fan, and then the apricot blossoms all over the sky turned into a flower chain, rushed towards Shen Mengzhuang, tied his feet and pulled him back to the ground.

"Want to escape?" Hua Manxiang looked at the two who were running away, and sneered, his goal had not been achieved yet, and he wanted to escape from under his nose, did he think he was dead?

His legs and feet were suddenly bound, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.Shen Mengzhuang was dragged off by the flower chain, and he was still holding Lu Qingyuan in his arms. Seeing that he was about to make intimate contact with the ground, he suddenly turned around quickly and fell directly on the ground under Lu Qingyuan's body.

There were still a few gravels on the hard ground, and the pain caused Shen Mengzhuang's facial features to twist together, as if all the bones in his body had been smashed to pieces, and he couldn't fall because of his age.

Lu Qingyuan put his arms around his neck, saw him grinning in pain, quickly reached out to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, touched his cheek, blamed himself and said distressedly: "Brother must be in pain, it's all because of me not good."

After all, Lu Qingyuan was about to stand up and pull him up, when suddenly the flower needle behind him attacked fiercely.Before Shen Mengzhuang had time to think about it, he quickly stretched out his arms to hug Lu Qingyuan tightly, and then turned over to protect him under his body.

The apricot blossom needles all over the sky, with overwhelming momentum, pierced into Shen Mengzhuang's body like a thousand arrows.The clothes on the back were soaked in blood in an instant, full of scarlet.

"Pfft—" Shen Mengzhuang's internal strength was damaged, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on Lu Qingyuan's face.The hot temperature seemed to be burning Lu Qingyuan's cheeks, seeing Shen Mengzhuang's pale face and blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he was frightened and at a loss.

The senior brother was injured, and the senior brother was injured to protect him.

Lu Qingyuan quickly wiped off the blood stains around his mouth with his sleeve, trying to push him away.

Shen Mengzhuang held him tightly in his arms, his breathing became more and more rapid, and the sweat dripped from his forehead, as if thousands of arrows were piercing his heart.Seeing Lu Qingyuan's tear-stained face and red eyes, he couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Don't cry, I'm not dead yet. I'll draw Hua Manxiang's attention, you run away quickly and find the second senior brother and the others."

Lu Qingyuan shook his head desperately, tears kept flowing, kept wiping the sweat on Shen Mengzhuang's forehead and the blood around his mouth, and cried, "Brother, don't die, I won't leave, they won't save me, only you are willing to protect me Me, I won't go!"

Shen Mengzhuang was trembling all over, his back was bloody, the flower needle continued to attack, pierced into his body, and immediately spit out a big mouthful of blood.

"No! Brother, you will die. Let me go, I don't want you to die!" Lu Qingyuan touched Shen Mengzhuang's face, raised his head and cried loudly.

Shen Mengzhuang stretched out his hand tremblingly to touch his head, and said weakly: "Be obedient, hurry up, I won't die."

Lu Qingyuan held his trembling hand, still kept shaking his head, and cried intermittently: "No, I won't go, I will die together."

He doesn't want to see his closest relatives die because of him, but he can't do anything about it. He doesn't want to lose the person who truly protects him.

If you really can't live, let's die together.

Anyway, in this world, he has nothing else to think about except his elder brother.

If they cannot live together, they will die together.

Shen Mengzhuang lowered his head slowly, clenched his fists tightly with both hands, his chest rose and fell violently, and couldn't help shouting in his heart.

Brother!You hurry up!I won't die if you leave, his goal is you not me!I can't take it anymore, please go away!The time for cannon fodder loading is limited!

Finally, Shen Mengzhuang was exhausted and fell on Lu Qingyuan's chest. The needles pierced the sky and pierced his back, and he fainted from the pain.

Lu Qingyuan was frightened for a few seconds, and Shen Mengzhuang lay motionless on his chest, as if he couldn't feel his breath.

"Brother..."

Lu Qingyuan called him cautiously, as if he was about to stop breathing.

However, the person in front of him did not respond.

Lu Qingyuan hugged Shen Mengzhuang's head and wept bitterly, all because he caused his senior brother to be seriously injured.Hot tears in his eyes blurred his vision, and a voice kept echoing in his ears, like a vine climbing up from his heart.

If he can become stronger, the senior brother will not be injured.

If he can become stronger, Niangqin will not die.

If he can become stronger, no one will bully him.

Suddenly, an inexplicable force surged from the neck, as if a fire was burning, and it was about to burst out in an instant.

Lu Qingyuan opened his mouth and began to breathe rapidly, his throat seemed to be strangled by a big palm, and he couldn't make a sound, and a white light appeared on his neck.

Hua Manxiang stood not far away, looked at the dying two in front of her, and said casually, "Now, it's your turn."

As soon as the words were finished, a folding fan flew towards Lu Qingyuan like a sharp knife out of its sheath.