The cute sword breaks the sky!

Unexpectedly, there was only a voice of "Shut up!" coming from the front.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of Zhuhe's leaving footsteps.

Wen Moyuan opened his eyes instantly, and he grabbed his senior brother's sleeve.

Just when he was about to say something, he was stunned for a moment when he saw those extremely cold eyes, and then he said slowly: "Brother, where are you going?"

"You already knew that brother wouldn't kill you, didn't you?"

"Brother...

Just kill the younger brother. "Wen Moyuan didn't answer that question, he just lowered his eyelashes slightly to cover the glimmer of confusion that flashed in his eyes.

On his devilishly handsome face, there was a fragility at this moment,

"Senior Brother, you have no idea how important you are to Junior Brother.

If senior brother wants to make junior never see senior brother again, this is impossible.

Brothers and brothers are like fish and water.

Brother...

Junior brother cannot live without you.

Brother, you should know this truth. "After finishing speaking, I saw that Mo Yuan took out a sharp dagger from his bosom, and then handed it to Zhuhe, "Use it to pierce Junior Brother's heart."

Brother..."

When Wen Moyuan said these words, sweetness and happiness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Can be beheaded by senior brother...

It is a matter of honor and happiness...

But all this fell into Zhuhe's eyes, but it was so painful to the heart.

It seemed that for this junior brother, he was looking forward to his senior brother killing him the next moment.

It seems that he is not afraid of his own death at all, and his brows are full of happiness.

In Zhuhe's eyes, these things are so dazzling.

"Your junior brother..."

it was intentional...

Is it right? ...

you do this delibrately……

You know that brother doesn't want to do anything...

You know that senior brother is soft-hearted...

Can't do it...

I just said that on purpose...

Do you think……

Is it true that senior brother can't do anything?

Ah……

What are you kidding...

Thinking like this, Zhuhe clenched the dagger tightly, swung his hand, and slashed at the junior brother.

but……

Seeing that his senior brother finally moved, Wen Moyuan didn't move at all.

He just curled his lips slightly, revealing a relieved smile.

Brother...

at last……

I don't feel soft anymore...

in fact……

Wen Moyuan had already guessed that today would be the day.

As early as yesterday...

He already estimated...

Today is probably his death day...

But yesterday he...

What did you do? ...

But he just pushed back the hair of the little person beside him, and then left a light kiss on the forehead.

nothing……

Brother...

Even on the day of resurrecting senior brother...

It was the day my junior brother died...

does not matter……

The junior brother just wants the senior brother to come back to life...

If the younger brother dies...

Can bring happiness and happiness to senior brother...

So……

Junior brother's death...

What is it? ...

he has been...

We all look forward to the brother coming back to life...

For juniors...

The idea of ​​resurrecting the senior brother is more important than the life of the senior brother.

For juniors, there is nothing like seniors.

Therefore, he felt deep discomfort and pain for hurting his brother for his own selfishness.

He shouldn't have done this.