my brother is scumbag

I think about some messy things, which can be used to pass the time, and can also divert my attention and ignore the discomfort in my body.

I don't know where Limei bought the clothes, but the quality is really good.

Supporting the weight of my entire body, it can still do this.

As I was distracted, part of my attention sharply spotted the black shadow approaching me at an extremely fast speed.

Hastily hastily——

I shrank my limbs suddenly, like the kind of cat that is grabbed by the back of fate and then shrunk into a ball of hair to reduce the contact distance between myself and the outside world. The branches that bumped into me and passed under me.

And my brother's nasty laughter suddenly came from above my head.

I:"……"

My fist hardened.

It was intentional, it was definitely intentional!

However, given the tragic fact that I couldn't beat my brother, I could only swallow my anger and pretend nothing happened.

Speaking of which, where is my brother taking me?

Those words before are also somewhat inexplicable.

As I was thinking about these things, my body finally protested and I sneezed uncontrollably.

"Ah!"

Subconsciously, I raised my hand and touched my nose, then heaved a sigh of relief.

It's okay, no runny nose.

As soon as this idea came up, I sneezed several times in a row, and my body shook accordingly.

"Tsk!"

There was an impatient low chirp above my head, and then I realized that my brother actually stopped and let go of my clothes.

The feeling of having my feet on the ground—even though it was only the roof—brought me a sense of security, and I rubbed my cold hands while looking at my brother with a blank expression.

"Ah Choo!...So, have you arrived at your destination?"

Because the temperature of my body has not yet returned, my voice sounds a little trembling, and at the same time, I don't quite understand why my brother is so dissatisfied with my expression.

Obviously I've cooperated enough tonight, even if he went crazy and took me out to blow air in the middle of the night, I didn't say anything... Cough, of course it's because it's useless to say it.

……

Su Nuo looked down at the little ghost in front of him, seeing her purple lips due to hypothermia.

Really weak.

It was just a little wind blowing, and it showed such a fragile appearance.

Unhappy and stubborn.

Saying nothing, seeming to obey, but actually nothing has changed.

Su Nuo was a little irritable, but unexpectedly, he found that he still hadn't lost interest.

That being the case, this kid cannot be frozen to death before the destination.

……

My brother stared at me for a long time, then let out another snort of impatience, and then under my puzzled gaze, he took off the clothes on his body and threw it at me, while he himself completely □The upper body is exposed.

I caught the clothes in a hurry and hugged it in my arms.

"Put it on," my brother said.

I opened my eyes wide in an instant, looked down at the kimono I was holding, looked up at my brother, and then looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the night.

God!

Could it be that today's moon rises from the west?

My scumbag brother actually has a conscience to find out!

"...Don't dare to look at me with such a stupid expression—"

My brother gave me a bloody smile.

Before he could say the next threat, I immediately unfolded the kimono in my arms, put it on myself, then raised my head to show my most sincere smile, and praised loudly with my sweetest tone while pinching my voice:

"Thank you brother! Brother, you are the best!"

Su Nuo: "..."

He showed a disgusted expression, what a coincidence, I was disgusted by myself too.

... This is probably killing one thousand enemies and destroying eight hundred.

In the end, my brother was not so angry that he beat me up.

Not only did he not, he didn't even continue to carry me in the same posture as carrying a kitten, but he lifted me up with one hand passing under my knees.

I opened my mouth in shock, and after taking a big mouthful of cold air, I retracted my jaw that almost fell.

Isn't it right?

I even had the urge to pinch myself to see if it was a dream.

But the residual temperature on the clothes let me know that this is not a dream.

Not to mention the high body temperature I felt because I was sitting on my brother's arm and he was moving so fast that I had to lean on my brother's chest to maintain my balance, which meant it was real. of.

I rested my head on my brother's chest, and my forehead could clearly feel the continuous heat from the small piece of skin it touched, dispelling the cold in my body.

Because the kimono on my body is too big, it can completely wrap me up and just block the cold wind for me.

...it's incredible.

This is the first time for me to experience such a considerate behavior from my little brother.

Maybe today's moon is really rising from the west.

When I was thinking wildly, and I don't know how long it took, my brother suddenly stopped.

I also came back to my senses, wrapped my kimono tightly, and got out of my head to look out.Then I found that my brother and I were suspended in mid-air, and underneath was an ancient house that looked not too small, and the porch lights with candles illuminated the people who came and went.

Of course, there must be no shortage of samurai guarding a house like this.With the help of the light, they, who were obviously not blind, could clearly see the intruder above their heads.

"Enemy attack!"

The roaring sound suddenly woke up the night, and it became noisy.

"It's really boring—"

While saying this in a casual tone, my brother stretched out his hand and nodded towards the bottom.

In the next second, the originally empty sky gathered overwhelming grotesque and distorted objects. They surrendered to the power of the cursed king, roaring towards those humans with an unstoppable attitude.

Ordinary humans who didn't know anything blankly looked at their separated bodies, fell heavily to the ground, and stepped into death.

I silently watched the bloody scene below, and I thought I was probably expressionless at the moment.

It wasn't until several conjurers ran out of the house that this one-sided massacre was relieved.

"Su Nuo, don't go too far!"

The person who was obviously dressed by the head of the house made an angry voice.

"As a human being, you are willing to degenerate into a curse master, and even take pleasure in cannibalism, and how many families have been destroyed..."

But my brother was not interested in continuing to listen. He turned his head, almost pressed my cheek, and whispered the devil's whispers in a voice so hoarse and magnetic that it could make a woman's legs go limp.

"Kill them all, my sister."

Then he threw me, and the whole person fell down.

"The field expands - [Fumo Yuchuzi]!"

The scarlet realm came overwhelmingly, firmly imprisoning this piece of world.

"Huh, huh..."

A few hours later, I panted violently. I leaned on the long knife I had snatched from someone else, propped my body on the ground with the tip of the knife, and then turned my head slightly to look behind me.

It was a mountain of corpses piled up with countless white bones, and at the top of the mountain of bones sat my brother.

He propped his chin with one hand, looked down from a high position, and looked at my direction with his eyes slightly lowered, with malicious playfulness in his eyes, it seemed that in his eyes, I was just a puppet to put on interesting scenes for him.

He also watched the battle of the previous few hours in the same way.

He deliberately made that intimate gesture, deliberately threw me into the crowd, and deliberately drove the curse spirit to follow me.

Coupled with the domain he expanded, the people of this family were sealed off from wanting to escape, and they had to fight back with the belief that they would die.

So these magicians will naturally raise their knives against me, and there is no possibility of reconciliation.

In other words, even if there was, Su Nuo would not allow this to happen.

When I can survive, I naturally don't want to die.

So I knew that all of this was arranged by Su Nuo, but I had no choice but to follow his script and raise the butcher's knife at this group of people.

Naturally, I can't do such a thing as fighting against everyone with one person's strength. After all, my body is only 12 years old, let alone my physical fitness is not very good.

If it weren't for those curse spirits that distracted the energy of these magicians, I'm afraid I would have died long ago.

But even so, I was still in danger, especially at the end, when I was low on energy, I was almost killed by someone cutting off my waist/head/neck several times.

At one point, I thought I couldn't hold on, but I did make it to the end.

The clothes on his body have long been soaked in blood. Among them are those of the people I killed, and naturally there are also mine.The clothes that belonged to Su Nuo that I was wearing on my body were lost at some point in the fight.

The loss of blood makes my body feel cold again, but the pain stimulates me so that I will not lose the ability to feel my body because of the cold.

I supported my body with the knife, looked at Brother Scrap above my head, and laughed at me a few hours ago in my heart.

Sure enough, there was never such a thing as being considerate.

"Can we go?"

I asked, panting, not loudly, but I was sure he could hear me.

The evidence is that he who was sitting on the top of the bone mountain finally stood up, stepped on the bones under his feet, and walked down step by step.

He stepped on the blood-soaked ground, stretched out his hand towards me, and pinched my cheek directly. He didn't care that his hand was stained with blood on my face, but forced me to follow his strength and approach he.

The fiery temperature of his palm followed the contact of the skin, warming me again, but at the same time, it also burned the cold blood left on my face again, making the bloody smell in my nose even stronger.

"You're always so naughty, my sister—"

When he said this, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he even sighed softly.

If you just look at his expression, he seems to be the kind of brother who is helpless and indulgent when facing a naughty younger sister, but I just feel that his hand pinching my cheek is getting harder and harder, and I suspect that there will be fingerprints on my face Mark of.

"I told you—"

"Kill everyone."

His voice was mixed with blood, and my body trembled slightly. I don't know if it was because of his meaningful tone, or because of the loss of strength after the battle.

He stared straight into my eyes, grinned, and smiled softly.

"Children who lie will be eaten."