you're done

After leaving his brother's place, Luo Shiwei quietly stepped on the stairs to the fifth floor, the mysterious floor that was completely sealed off in later generations, and it was still undefended at this time.

"Just after coaxing my younger brother, you're going to find your elder brother again, aren't you?" The evil spirit chuckled behind him and pierced him: "Look at your bad nature, it's really terrible."

Yes, since the brothers broke up, the elder brother has moved to a separate bedroom on the fifth floor, which belongs to the heir's room.

Luo Shiwei stopped, blinked at the evil spirit, and said in a low voice with a smile: "Of course, even if it's just a memory, since I'm here, I must find a sense of participation, otherwise it will be boring."

Then, not surprisingly, the evil spirit was puffed up by his angry cheeks again, like a puffer fish.

Luo Shi suppressed a smile.

My brother is dozing off on the sofa.

He was wearing a lavender robe, his eyelashes drooped quietly, his pale and bluish lips unconsciously pursed into a line, and his thin outline due to serious illness completely lost its childishness, becoming fierce and gloomy.

Even with eyes closed, it still gives off a mysterious and elegant air.

Luo Shiwei stood quietly in the shadow, without speaking.

A gust of breeze blew in, and the long silver hair rose up in the wind and was slightly messy. The parchment on the young man's pale fingertips slipped feebly and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"cough……"

He woke up with a start, and coughed with his fingers pressed against his lips, and his snow-white cheeks were flushed abnormally.

This gust of wind seemed to have caused a lot of damage to his frail body. The boy's coughing never stopped. He barely sat up on the sofa, and his slender fingers grabbed the blanket under him until they turned white.

The next second, a white handkerchief arrived in front of him.

The young man took it and pressed it to his lips, then took the water and medicine from Mr. Heipao's hand and took it, and his breath slowly returned to normal.

"Thank you for your help." His voice became hoarse, and the blush faded from his cheeks, but became whiter and almost transparent.

Luo Shi smiled and said, "You're welcome."

He caringly supported his brother to sit on the sofa, paused slightly when his fingers touched his legs, and asked hesitantly: "These legs..."

"Totally useless."

The elder brother smiled lowly, and said calmly: "This is thanks to my younger brother. He taught me the truth that I should not take it lightly at any time."

A careless, is doomed.

Luo Shiwei reassured: "It's okay, you taught him the same truth."

He said, stood up and walked around the bedroom.

The boy asked strangely: "What are you looking for, sir?"

"Find a comb."

Luo Shiwei finally found what he wanted, gestured slightly to his brother, and said, "Your hair was messed up by the wind."

"Is that so, then thank you sir."

The elder brother seemed very gentle and easy to talk. He sat quietly on the sofa, letting Luo Shiwei comb his hair, and just asked calmly: "Sir, brother, does he know about coming to my place? If he knew, he would definitely be jealous." .”

Luo Shi slightly brushed his hair.

This sentence is really a hidden mystery.

The elder brother knew everything, including Luo Shiwei's relationship with his younger brother, and even his legs.

But even so, he was still exceptionally calm, even testing his attitude.

As expected of the cruel politician of the future, His Excellency the Consul who single-handedly overthrew the entire empire.

"he does not know."

The comb in Luo Shiwei's hand smoothed his curled silver hair, and the long, smooth hair hung down quietly, like the slanting moonlight.

He said: "But I'm curious about the final result of this game, so I came to you. What do you think the result will be?"

My elder brother is wise and cold-blooded. He is a natural politician who can lead the family to the pinnacle of glory. Unfortunately, his health is deteriorating, and I don't know how long he can last;

Although the younger brother is not as sensitive to politics as the elder brother, he has shown his amazing talent after being blackened. He is a natural executioner and is in good health.

Twins, each one is excellent for the Frydog family, any one of them will lead the family to victory in this era, but there are two of them.

Negative and negative are positive, but positive and positive also yield negative numbers.

Because it is the tradition of the empire not to have twins, and it is also a taboo of the family.

So... who will be left behind?

Luo Shiwei was very curious.

The elder brother rubbed the parchment in his hand, his eyes drooped slightly, he looked extremely calm in the face of life and death, and asked lightly: "Who do you think father will choose?"

"I don't know. If it were me, I would not be able to give up on both of you brothers." Luo Shiwei replied honestly.

He rubbed the boy's long, silky hair like a waterfall, and he really couldn't put it down, even after combing it, he couldn't bear to let it go.

The elder brother coughed lowly with a handkerchief pressed to his lips, and then let out a short laugh, which was meaningful and vaguely mocking human greed.

He said, "Father thinks the same as you do."

"Then who do you think he will choose?" Luo Zhiwei asked casually, and at the same time quietly took out a strand of the boy's long hair and braided it.

"He'll take both."

The young man looked towards the bed, his light green eyes were clear and sharp, and he calmly made a bold and crazy proposal: "Even if we can't part with each other, why can't we coexist?"

"The biggest advantage of twins is that they look exactly the same. It is entirely possible for them to share the identity of Agel Frydog, appear in front of people in turn, and make the most of the advantages of the two, isn't it?"

As he said, he turned his head slightly to look at Luo Shiwei, bent his lips, and asked softly, "Luo, what do you think?"

Luo Shiwei paused when he was braiding the braids. He lowered his hands calmly, and at the same time he was not stingy with his admiration: "Bold and crazy proposal, this method is really wonderful, but it won't last long. His potential The level of danger exceeds the plan of disposing of a person."

"That's right." My brother smiled and said, "However, he will definitely choose this plan."

——Because of human greed.

Luo Shiwei believed his words.

It wasn't even until this moment that she suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Xueli was able to live to the end.

"Luo." The elder brother said suddenly, calling him softly.

Luo Shiwei came back to his senses: "What?"

The boy said, "There is one thing I want to discuss with you."

"You say." Luo Shi smiled, and bent down cooperatively, making a listening posture.

In the next second, a burning sensation that spread like fire wrapped around him, Luo Shiwei stepped back suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise, looking at the holy cross on his chest, the cold white flames spread upwards along the black robe , is burning his body.

The little consul took action against him.

He sat calmly on the sofa, his beautiful face was so pale and sickly, weak and vulnerable, but his light green pupils were cold and devoid of warmth.

Good at calculation, step by step.

He seemed to want to support his body and stand up, but he quickly gave up on this plan. Instead, he calmly stretched out his hand to Luo Shiwei, smiled slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Luo, come here, I won't care about your past mistakes made.

As long as you stay by my side, the flames of hell can be extinguished at any time, and whatever you want can be realized. "

Yes, even if he is just a teenager, the cold-blooded principle of a politician's interests first is still engraved in his bones and blood.

The elder brother can even tolerate Luo Shiwei's crime of cooperating with his younger brother and causing him to be seriously ill and paralyzed, as long as he can keep him for his own use.

This forbearing atmosphere...

"As expected of your Excellency the Consul." Luo Shiwei didn't care about engulfing his flames, he smiled and said to himself.

"what?"

Brother didn't hear clearly, he frowned, his expression seemed a little puzzled.

In the next second, Mr. Heipao disappeared into the air, leaving only the holy cross falling on the ground, making a hollow and clear sound.

"Disappeared again."

The young man murmured calmly, but he was not too surprised, as if he had expected this ending.

He slowly pulled the wooden wheelchair beside the sofa, dragged his heavy body, and sat on it little by little.

The whole process depended entirely on the young man's arm, and he was so strong that he was dripping with cold sweat, but he was so firm and stubborn that he forcibly sat on it.

The elder brother slowly pushed the wheelchair to the place where Mr. Heipao disappeared. He bent down, his exhausted fingers twitched weakly, but he quickly picked up the cross with firm force.

"...It's okay, we'll meet again, Luo." He bent his lips, his expression calm and peaceful, until he glanced away and saw his own reflection in front of the mirror.

The boy in the mirror was sitting on a wheelchair in a light-colored purple robe, but his silver hair was braided into a long braid, hanging quietly behind him.

Of course the boy's calm aura is gone, but he still has a bit of yuppie playfulness?

The elder brother grabbed the silver braid behind him in astonishment, his expression went blank for a moment, as if he didn't know what expression to make.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth slightly, and spat in a low voice: "Childish!"

Because it was in a dream, Luo Shiwei was safe and sound.

But his brother's revenge also reminded him that even if it was just a memory, the twins in the memory should not be underestimated.

It's not that he can do whatever he wants and manipulate randomly.

He opened his eyes, and the time had jumped to eight years later.

Luo Shiwei asked the evil spirit in surprise: "You two brothers share the same identity, how can you coexist for eight years?"

The evil spirit pointed to the distance, and said to him: "It's almost impossible to keep going, and the fun is about to begin."

Yes, this is already the last year.

Frydog Castle has reached the pinnacle of glory in its history.

Agel Frydog took over the position of patriarch and became the consul of the empire at a young age, but within a few years he completely controlled the army and political leaders.

The elder brother is good at handling government affairs, eliminating dissidents and monopolizing power, while the younger brother is a militant who includes all the surrounding small countries into the empire section.

The rights are all in the hands of the Frydog family.

However, the relationship between the two brothers was so bad.

Under the peaceful coexistence, there is an undercurrent surging.

Luo Shiwei found his brother in the basement.

"Mr. Black Robe!" As soon as the younger brother saw Luo Shiwei, he rushed forward with surprise on his face. His taller and taller figure was no longer the slender boy he was back then, but he easily hugged Luo Shiwei in his arms.

His long golden hair hangs down behind him, and his head arches affectionately around Luo Shiwei's neck. There is no sense of strangeness that he hasn't seen in eight years, but he looks like a husky acting like a baby to its master.

Sticky and cute.

"You're finally back." The younger brother said, greedily breathing in his breath.

"Yes, I'm back."

Luo Shiwei was a little surprised by his sunshine and the eagerness in his eyes, and he asked calmly, "How are you all these years?"

The younger brother shook his head, even flattened his mouth angrily, and complained coquettishly: "Of course it's not good. How could I be better without you by my side for so many years?"

This sticky appearance is really sweet.

The evil spirit stood behind him, and his cold voice was also full of yin and yang: "Mr. Heipao, you are so close, Ah Li is also in a very sad mood."

As he spoke, he bit Luo Shiwei's neck gently.

"..." Enough is enough for you, isn't your younger brother just yourself, and why do you even eat this kind of jealousy!

Luo Shiwei was speechless.

The figure of the evil spirit is invisible to the younger brother.

But the red bite marks that quietly appeared made his eyes darken, and he said softly: "Where has Mr. Heipao been all these years? He has a new lover, so he doesn't care about me?"

"of course not!"

Luo Zhiwei felt like a scumbag who kept a concubine and went to get lucky from time to time. He bit the bullet and comforted him: "I haven't been able to appear in front of you for so many years because I have to."

"...I have no choice," the younger brother repeated the word gently, then raised his head, smiled brightly at him, and said, "I understand!"

What do you understand?

Not long after that, Luo Shiwei knew what he knew.

The younger brother got the holy cross from nowhere, and then inserted the cross into the heart of the evil spirit in a special way.

He changed from his sweet, well-behaved and sunny little saccharin look to Luo Shiwei, his green eyes were condensed, exuding a poisonous malice, and he said to the evil spirit: "Go to hell, Mr. Heipao It belongs to me alone!"

The evil spirit wasn't surprised at all.

There was a cross on his chest, and his body was slowly revealing, revealing the exact same face as his younger brother, with a strange smile on his lips: "Idiot, I am you."

"Even if it's another me, don't try to steal Mr. Heipao's attention, he belongs to me alone!"

The younger brother told him coldly that he didn't hesitate at all when he stabbed his other self.

Huge and turbulent malice enveloped him, and when the evil spirit disappeared, his distorted expression gradually returned to normal.

He stepped forward, hugged Luo Shiwei affectionately as if nothing had happened, kissed him lightly on the lips, and whispered softly: "Mr. Together."

The young man looked at him in his emerald green eyes with paranoid, crazy and affectionate.

Luo Zhiwei: "..." It's really ruthless, black mud spirit.

There is no problem in the general direction of the memory that he meddled in, but the small details have changed.

Xueli still became a black mud spirit according to the historical progress, but this time, under the desire to control power, he played down the anger of being betrayed by his brother, the hatred of family affection, and the paranoia towards Mr. Heipao love.

Luo Shiwei stayed by his side because he wanted to see what the final outcome would be.

The younger brother seemed very happy, he naively thought that Mr. Heipao could finally be with him forever.

For this reason, the progress of the game was even accelerated.

Luo Shiwei followed by his side and witnessed the birth of history with his own eyes.

"Big Agel's health is getting worse and worse." He muttered softly while looking at the government affairs in the study, "Even if the little Agel doesn't do anything, he won't last long."

Yes, in order to distinguish the twins, Luo Shiwei divided them into big Agel and little Agel.

Today, the younger brother Agel went to inspect the army, and the elder brother Agel was working at home.

The older brother was clearly getting weaker.

He held the quill pen in his hand, but after writing two lines, he coughed violently.

The quill fell to the ground, and no one paid attention.

The young man lowered his lips with his hand, coughing until he coughed up a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the parchment, then he stopped slowly.

Immediately afterwards, Your Excellency the Consul leaned back on the chair weakly, his cheeks were as white as a dead man, his breathing was so shallow that he could hardly hear him, his whole body seemed to be dying, like a slowly withering mandala flower.

Poignant and stunning.

Luo Shiwei's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously took a step closer.

The brain of the sick beauty is still sharp. He raised his eyelids and looked at the black robe who walked in. His thin blue lips were stained with blood, and they even bent gracefully, showing a polite smile. His hoarse voice made the sentences confusing. Difficult to distinguish: "Luo, I haven't seen you for eight years, and you have appeared again."

Luo Shiwei heard it clearly.

"You look awful." He even thoughtfully put the white handkerchief back on.

The sick beauty also took it.

He was already too thin to be human, and there was only a thin layer of white skin left on his fingers, but this weakness did not damage his beauty, but instead gave him a strange and weak beauty.

The elder brother gracefully wiped the blood stains on his lips, sighed, and said, "Thanks to my good brother, all I have been drinking recently are chronic poisons, I don't know how long I can last."

"You knew it was poisonous, so you drank it anyway."

"Yes, although it tastes very bitter and astringent." The consul winked at him, stretched out his hand again, and said in a relaxed tone: "So, before I die, you can come closer and let me see it for the last time." see you?"

Luo Shiwei teased him: "You won't kill me with the Holy Cross again?"

"No." Sick Beauty's brother smiled and said, "It will be meaningless."

They are tacit.

Luo Shiwei walked up, and even half squatted down to cooperate with him in the wheelchair.

The Consul's bony fingers brushed his cheeks.

The sick beauty frowned, sighed, and said, "Luo, I'm very sorry."

"It's a pity that in the end, I still couldn't complete the ambition of subverting the empire and changing the name of this country?"

"More than that," my brother said, "if you give me some more time, maybe I can see clearly, not like this now..."

He murmured hoarsely: "Luo, you are so mysterious, like a black mist, I really want to know what will be inside if the black mist is dispelled."

"You won't have such a day." A cold voice came from outside.

Little Agel walked in in a hurry, pulled Luo Shiwei over, and hugged him domineeringly, with an appearance of being extremely possessive and not allowing others to covet him.

He looked at his twin brother with disgust, and said viciously: "Mr. Heipao belongs to me alone, you damn sick bastard still dare to touch him, very well, you have completely angered me, in the Before you die, I will cut off your hands!"

The evil spirit quietly appeared behind Luo Shiwei, and muttered to him: "There is such a thing as poisoning, but there is no such thing as beheading. It's all your fault, brother, don't blame me."

Luo Zhiwei: "..."

He held his forehead slightly: "Okay, little Agel, don't be so fierce, you have already defeated him, can you be more tolerant?"

The younger brother's ferocious expression instantly subsided.

He smiled sweetly at Luo Shi, and said obediently: "Okay, Mr. Heipao, I will follow your orders."

The younger brother took Luo Shiwei away.

Before leaving, Luo Shiwei still couldn't help but glanced back, the brother of the sick beauty was sitting in a wheelchair, watching their leaving back with a smile.

Obviously he was the loser, but his calm and calm aura told Luo Shiwei that this matter was not that simple.

A few days later, my brother died of illness.

From then on, there was only one consul in this world, and that was his younger brother Agel Jr.

For this reason, the younger brother excitedly grabbed his beloved to celebrate, and even began to imagine the beautiful future.

But he has no chance.

While they were celebrating, the younger brother suddenly fell to the ground and began to cough heart-piercingly, spitting out blood.

His symptoms were exactly the same as his elder brother's sick and weak appearance before his death.

Luo Zhiwei hurriedly picked him up, trying to wipe off the blood stains on his lips, but found that he couldn't finish it no matter what.

Little Agel curled up in his arms in pain, screaming in grief, but still coquettishly to him: "Mr. Black Robe...I am in pain...Agel is in pain..."

At this moment, Luo Shiwei even felt the pain in his heart empathetically.

The evil spirit whispered in Luo Shiwei's ear, and with a mocking laugh, he said, "Did you see, this is the backhand of that sick man."

——The curse from my brother.

Twins must live and die together.

This is real history.

The younger brother poisoned the elder brother to death, and the older brother left behind, took away the younger brother with a curse, and the twins died together.

And before Agger died, the only thing he could do was to suppress his brother on the fifth floor, so that he could never leave the castle until his soul dissipated and was completely destroyed.

The younger brother was buried in Frydogg's cemetery. Before he died, he made a deal with the devil and obtained the method of reincarnation to preserve his memory.

Since the death of the twins, the curse of the younger brother has appeared in the Frydogg family.

Since then, generations of this family will give birth to twins, and then go to the tragic end of brothers fighting each other.

Centuries later.

Xueli returned to the castle, and his brother also found a way to resurrect.

Luo Shiwei left the memory together with the evil spirit.

They returned to reality, but they felt the ground shake for a while, and then a huge and cold aura enveloped the entire castle.

Xueli snorted lightly and said, "Oh, it turns out that the door on the fifth floor opened."

The crackdown was lifted, and the consul came out.

A war of evil spirits is imminent.

But at this moment, the expressions of the twins suddenly changed drastically at the same time.

I don't know which link made a mistake, but the memory picture slightly changed by Luo Shi flooded into their minds at the same time.

In the archon's memory, there is a mysterious ghost named Luo.

In Xueli's memory, there is an extra Mr. Black Robe of Little Agel.

This is the consul who gave Luo Shiwei the quill pen, and it was unexpected.

The author has something to say: Luo Shiwei walked into that memory, but the general direction is still moving towards the original track, but there is an extra Mr. Heipao in the details.

The older brother just wanted Luo Shiwei to take a look at his memory, and held back the younger brother so that he could open the door on the fifth floor. Now it's all over... let's play it off! ! !