Xiao Wu, who was cut by friends, has been installed!

It hurts...the whole body hurts...the young child fell to his knees and curled up in a ball.

Who can help me……

Where is brother?

Woo...it hurts so much, brother, come help me...

"Da, da, da..." The sound of clogs trampling on the ground came from far to near, but the young child immersed in pain didn't notice it at all.

He didn't try to raise his head until Xiao Wu felt a shadow covering him.

In front of him, a young man with a golden ponytail was carrying a porch lamp, and Xiao Wu couldn't see the expression on his face.

The young man is dressed in a gorgeous hunting suit with gentian flowers, and the blade in his right hand is sharp and menacing.

"Brother..." Xiao Wu weakly stretched out his hand to the young man, "I'm in so much pain..."

"Xiaowu." The young man grabbed the little boy's sensual hand, and gently hugged Xiaowu into his arms.

"I'm sorry...brother is late." Onikiri covered the little guy's head with his big sleeves, and walked into the house with Xiaowu in his arms.

On the knife rest in the center of the room, there is the Ikshin Taidao.

The Taidao was not in its sheath, and under the light outside the window, it shone with a threatening cold light, but the strange thing was that the tip of the Taidao was dyed black like ink, and those blacks were like invaders, soaking the sword inch by inch .

In Guiqie's arms, Xiaowu's crying became weaker and weaker.

Onikiri obviously noticed this, his brows and eyes sharpened, and he instantly made up his mind.

"Sorry……"

Accompanied by a sigh that was so soft that it seemed to be blown away by the wind outside the hall, Onikiri held Xiaowu in one hand, and raised the knife in the other hand to the knife on the knife holder.

If you have time to distinguish, you will find that the knife in Onikiri's hand is very similar to the one on the knife rest.

A cold light flashed, and the sword on the knife rest was broken, and the severed knife tip followed the gravity downward, no more, no less, it was the part that was soaked in black.

Accompanied by the sound of the point of the knife falling to the ground, Onikiri's sleeve covering Xiaowu gradually showed a tinge of red.

The area smudged by the red color is getting bigger and bigger.

"elder brother……?"

The unbelievable voice of the young child rang out, because Xiaowu was too young, Guiqie even tasted a hint of milkiness in Xiaowu's voice.

"Xiaowu." Onikiri's eyes kept falling on the knife rest in front of him, even though he was responding to Xiaowu's call, he didn't look at Xiaowu in his arms.

Onikiri let go of his right hand, and the tachi fell to the ground with a crisp "clang-dang" sound.

He pressed his small body tightly into his arms.

In a short while, the child's spiritual body will dissipate due to the serious injury of the main body.

It's like a phantom.

He cut off his younger brother with his own hands.

Onikiri can almost predict Xiaowu's future fate.

In a few days, Xiaowu will be sent to the Ping family. For this reason, Genji will definitely find a swordsmith to reforge Xiaowu.But Fu Sangshen couldn't reforge, if Xiaowu didn't survive the fire, he would...

Reluctant to ah.

This is the child he has been watching.

Onikiri lowered his eyelashes, and his eyes gradually shifted to Xiaowu.

The young boy's silver eyes looked at him closely, his pupils constricted, as if he hadn't expected it at all.

And on the young boy's neck, a wound that had already seen the bones appeared hideously, and the blood condensed from the sword Fusangshen's origin slowly flowed out, and soon stained half of his sleeve red.

"elder brother……"

Tears gradually overflowed from Xiaowu's eyes.

It hurts, it hurts to death.

"Brother..." Why...

Xiaowu's figure gradually became transparent, and he finally couldn't hold on anymore, and disappeared into Onikiri's arms.

Even the blood flowing from Xiaowu's neck disappeared in an instant and could never be seen again.

Gui Qieku sat in front of the knife rest until a beam of dawn lighted up on the edge of the sky.

The tip of the knife that fell in front of Onikiri turned into black ash inch by inch under the light of the dawn.

It was as if there had never been a little bird in this room.

Magnificent daylight pours into the room through the windows.Onikiri knelt and sat in front of the knife rest, if he didn't look at the broken knife on the knife rest and his blood-red eye sockets, he was looking peaceful.

"Xiao Wu...it's because my brother is too weak...but you have to get through it. Didn't you say that you want to become a heavy treasure of Genji like me? You still asked me to pat my head...you..."

Its daybreak.

The servants came in to check as usual, and one of the servants noticed the broken blade on the knife holder, and shouted in shock: "Who cut off the tip of Xiaowu's knife?! Why is Onikiri lying on the ground?!"

"Oh my god! What can we do? The general will definitely think that we did it!"

"Are we going to die?"

"Yes... it's Onikiri!"

"Oh my god, it must be that Guiqie doesn't want his brother to be replaced by a fake!"

"No, no, maybe Guiqie is dissatisfied that his imitation is actually longer than himself!"

"As expected of the sword held by the leader!"

Sweat dripped from the foreheads of the servants, and they praised proudly.

After finding a suitable reason, they left here to report to the general.

And in the world they couldn't touch, there was a Token Fusangshin who was crying uncontrollably while speaking words that even the wind couldn't hear clearly.

"Brother? Brother, wake up!"

Kemaru looked at Higakiri, who was dripping with cold sweat in front of him, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be turning red, and hurriedly woke him up.

Breaking free from the nightmare just now, Hidekiri opened his eyes in a trance, and a familiar face and the sunny courtyard behind him came into view.

Ah...those are memories from the past.

Higakiri raised a gentle smile, comforting his worrying younger brother: "Brother Maru...I'm fine~"

"You don't look like you're all right now." Katsumaru said with a frown.

Last night, the god judge brought back the box that could unlock the seal that restrained them, and successfully installed the box in the forge.

Since their seals had to be broken one by one, after the seal was broken, Keimaru found his brother sleeping on the pillar all the way.

When he got closer, he realized that his elder brother's face was pale, and there were still such fragile marks on his elder brother who had been smiling for thousands of years!

"Brother, you..."

Hikiri blinked, feeling that he had finally woken up.Not wanting his younger brother to worry, he said while moving his body: "I just dreamed about some past events, which made you worry, Worrying Wan."

Hearing the familiar messed up name, Kagemaru corrected subconsciously: "Brother! My name is Kagemaru! You called it wrong again!"

"By the way, brother, did you not sleep well? Let me help you to sleep in your room."

Higashiki stood up, and with a light smile rejected Katsumaru's proposal: "No need, by the way, is Toikiri still okay?"

In the dream, Xiao Wu's painful appearance was still vivid in his memory, and Mustache froze as soon as the words came out of his mouth.

This memory was too painful, he didn't want Xiao Wu to think about it.

And...he wasn't ready yet.

"Brother, my younger brother's name is not Toikiri, it's Xiaowu, Xiaowu!" After correcting his name, Keimaru didn't know what was going on in his brother's mind, and replied honestly: "Xiaowu and Heping's Xiaowu!" Karasuma-sama is together, it's not their turn yet. Brother, if you're worried, let's wait for him outside the forge, shall we?"

"...No, there's no need." Higakiri was tempted by Kemaru's proposal for a second, but still refused.

He turned around, picked a destination at random, and walked towards the refreshment room.

Or... Let the child choose whether to find him or not.

Higakiri and Komaru walked into the refreshment room.

Because everyone is gathered in the forging room, there are only the two of them in the refreshment room.

Mustache took a piece of Xuemei Niang from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it again and again, the sweetness melted in his mouth.

It is too sweet.Higakiri took two sips of tea, and finally suppressed the sweetness that hit his throat.

Both he and Xiwan don't like sweets, but for some reason, Xiaowu seems to like these things very much.

Mustache picked up another piece of Xue Mei Niang, leaning on his chin and thinking.

"Brother, you?" Just as Keimaru was about to ask Higakiri a question, he was caught off guard and was stuffed with a sip of tea.

so sweet!The strong sweetness almost sent the knee pill away, and he hurriedly took a few sips of tea, only then did he feel that he had survived.

Seeing that the eye sockets of Kemaru's eyes were red from being irritated, Higekiri couldn't help laughing, just as he was about to say something, he heard the sound of running hurriedly from outside the tea room.

Everyone is in the forging room now, who would run outside in such a hurry?Hikiri suddenly had a strange premonition.

"Swipe"

Accompanied by the sound of the shoji door being pulled open, the boy's crying voice sounded: "Brother!"

"Torikiri...?" Mustachekiri looked at the young man rushing towards him in disbelief, his eyes widened a little because of shock.

He seems to have heard Xiao Wu calling his brother just now, right?

In the next second, Mustache sitting at the table was thrown down by Xiaowu.

Xiao Wu's furry head rubbed against Mustache's neck, and amidst Mustache's disbelief, he called out again: "Brother..."

"Brother... Woo... Yes, I'm sorry..." Xiao Wu couldn't help crying.

He remembered everything just now, and because of this, Xiao Wu felt even more hideous.

It's been so long, so long, what is he complaining about!

When he was broken, he didn't understand anything, and later he lost his memory, so he always resented the person who broke him for granted. During the millennium of Shen Hai, these resentments became more and more intense.

But now that he finally recalled it, he realized that the reason why his elder brother cut himself off at that time was to protect himself!

According to the situation at the time, if his brother didn't cut him off, he would have to die.

In fact, his brother has always loved him very, very much.

So, when the elder brother wanted to break him with his own hands, how would he feel?

Xiao Wu hugged Mustache's neck with both hands, thinking sadly and distressedly.

Mustache was stunned for a while before finally reacting.

He hugged Xiao Wu and sat up, raised his hand to stroke Xiao Wu's head: "I'm fine."

That's great.

It's really great that Xiao Wu didn't hate him after thinking of everything.

The author has something to say: Knee Pill:? ? ?

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This chapter...how should I put it... Anyway, I'm pretty cool, and the mustache brother here almost loves me to death.

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