The cute sword breaks the sky!

"No matter how you call your senior brother, your senior brother is already dead." Zhu He just looked at Wen Moyuan coldly, "Since you like your senior brother, why do you hurt your senior brother?"

"...What do you mean?" Wen Moyuan seemed to be restrained by something, he froze in place, looked up at Zhuhe, "You are..."

"Yes." Zhuhe knew what Wen Moyuan wanted to say, but he just said slowly with an indifferent expression:

"When you force your senior brother to have sex with you, you should know that your senior brother's affection for you is gradually being worn away."

"You mean...Senior Brother has always been conscious, and has always known that Junior Brother is..." Wen Moyuan seemed unable to continue, his devilishly handsome face was full of regret and sadness.

"Yes." Zhuhe said indifferently:

"Of course your senior brother has always known.

He has mixed feelings about you.

He wanted to be nice to you, but he never thought that you actually had that kind of dirty heart for him. "

"Senior brother, when will senior brother come back?"

Hearing this, Zhuhe paused first, then said slowly:

"He's not coming back."

Zhuhe turned his head away and stopped looking at Wen Moyuan.

However, what Zhuhe didn't realize was that after he did this, Wen Moyuan curled his lips slightly, showing an imperceptible and weird smile, a deep meaning flashed in his eyes, and then quickly retracted, as if he no longer existed.

After a long time, Wen Moyuan still didn't speak.

Zhuhe suspected that something happened to Wen Moyuan, so he turned to look at Wen Moyuan.

But seeing that Mo Yuan was covering his heart, his eyes were full of pain, he looked at Zhuhe pleadingly, and said slowly:

"Senior brother, there is something I want to ask you."

"Say." Zhuhe said impatiently.

"Please end Junior Brother's life." Wen Moyuan curled his lips slightly, showing a wry smile, his eyes filled with despair,

"If you can't be with senior brother forever, then it's a blessing to be killed by senior brother."

But hearing Wen Moyuan say this, although Zhuhe's face was still expressionless, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The senior brother didn't say anything, he just stared at himself fixedly.

Seeing them in a stalemate, Xuan Lu Daoist at the side didn't say anything, just looked at them quietly.

But the head of the sect was afraid that Master Xuan Lun would be attacked again, so he took Master Xuan Lun's hand and walked back.

And Honglian held up Jianjian and slapped Jianjian's face, trying to wake Jianjian up.

"Sword sword!

Wake up quickly!You don't need to be controlled anymore! "If Honglian hasn't realized that Jianjian is under control at this moment, he is really a big fool!

Honglian was naturally not a fool, so he held onto Jianjian and retreated back.

He wants to save Jianjian!

He wants Jianjian to regain consciousness!

However, no matter what they did, the two stalemate there just stared at each other.

Zhuhe just looked at the junior in front of him with a cold face.

But the younger brother just faced the older brother with no fear on his face.

"Senior Brother, please end Junior Brother's life." Accompanied by these sincere and sincere words, Wen Moyuan slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing Wen Moyuan not resisting so much, Zhuhe naturally pulled out his long knife without hesitation,

"Whoosh!"

The long knife only waved lightly in the air, and then it made a blasting sound.

If it was swung at this Wen Moyuan's neck, I don't know what kind of blood will erupt.