After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

Feng Hezi really wants to cry but has no tears. This world is too dangerous, and it is impossible for a cabbage like him to survive.

But he didn't dare to shout at this moment, he didn't even dare to move his hands, his lips were trembling: "Senior Brother Hua Ming, look at me, I'm about to die."

Feng Hezi's heart was already in turmoil, he really wanted to jump in front of them, he wanted to point at them and scold them, how could he be such a bully!

The creaking sound of the branches became clearer. Feng Hezi stared wide-eyed, looking at the crooked-neck tree that was broken in half in horror, and couldn't help sobbing: "If I had known earlier, I would have eaten less."

"It's all my fault, it's all my greedy mouth."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Master, it's my fault that I can't be filial to you anymore."

Feng Hezi burst into tears now, and with his eyes closed, he was ready to die.

But he clenched his fists tightly, thinking that he couldn't just die so easily, there was something really unconvinced!

Just a second before the crooked neck tree broke, he suddenly opened his eyes and cursed angrily: "You are really not human!"

"I hate you!"

"The ruthless and cold-blooded perfunctory bad men, hmph, I curse your teeth when you eat with cold water, and you will lose a lot of hair when you touch your head!"

Good guy, the crooked neck tree broke right away, and the person fell down hard, and there was still that sharp ahhhh yelling in his ears.

Liu An shook his head expressionlessly, and said four big characters indifferently: "You have to suffer for yourself."

Hua Ming looked at Liu An in surprise, then tugged his sleeve vigorously, and shouted anxiously: "No, I was only joking, you won't come for real."

Liu An stretched out those slender fingers, and gently stroked his eyebrows and eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of extreme love and affection: "I can tell, you don't like that stupid thing."

"Since you don't like it, there is no meaning for him to exist."

Hua Ming: "..."

No need!

You... you crazy!

Hua Ming was really gnashing his teeth in anxiety, and tugged on his sleeve vigorously. If he hadn't stood on the long sword, he would have jumped up: "I didn't really want him to die!"

"I was angry! I was angry!"

"Ah! Liu An! You're going to piss me off!"

Although Feng Hezi has a small mouth, although he is a little talkative, he is not guilty of death!

Hua Ming stared at him with a bit of resentment, and felt infinite guilt in his heart. He lowered his head, pursed his lips, and said very disappointedly: "I really don't want him to die..."

There was another burst of damp heat in my ears, and that deep and sexy voice sounded: "Of course I know."

Hua Ming: Did you know that you still want to kill people?

But in the next second, Liu An raised his thin hand and waved it casually in the air, and saw a long sword flying over, with Feng Hezi with a pale face on it.

Hua Ming: "??"

Small head, big question mark.

"You...you did it on purpose! Why are you mad at me!"

Liu An's arm was resting on his shoulder, her slender fingers stretched lazily, pointing wantonly at his arm, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth: "Yes..."

"I just like seeing you in a hurry."

"Fool, how could I not know what you think?"

Hua Ming only pursed his lower lips, with a satisfied smile in his eyes, their sleeves were touching theirs, and their fingers were tightly clenched together.

And Feng Hezi, who fell on the long sword, was still pale and still in shock, with both hands attached to the cold sword, his lips were slightly parted, but with a dead fish eye, it was as if he was dead.

Hua Ming and Liu An were riding a long sword together, standing one behind the other, with their sleeves close to their sleeves, Hua Ming in front and Liu An behind, their toes rubbing against their heels.

The half-dead Feng Hezi raised his head with difficulty, just in time to see their tall and upright figures standing upright. Although the hand on Hua Ming's waist was thin, it could be seen at a glance that it was strong and powerful.

Feng Hezi tilted his head, and continued to fall asleep. Anyway, he didn't want to say a word, and he didn't want to blink a single look.

He was almost smashed to pieces, if he is afraid, he should just hide if he can't be provoked, he can be a hero if he knows the current affairs.

After this drowsiness, when he woke up, he lay face down on the cold ground, his eyes staring at the vermilion gate in front of him in a daze, and then he narrowed his dizzy eyes: "This Where is it, am I dreaming?"

"Didn't I fly just now?"

Feng Hezi pinched his arm fiercely, the pain made his eyes widen, and his consciousness gradually came to his senses. He shook his head: "Nanyuan Villa? I'm here?"

He slapped his thigh violently, then quickly got up from the ground, looked bitterly at the four big characters of "Nanyuan Villa", stretched out a finger, and sighed deeply: "You guys are really ruthless!" , leave me behind?"

"We came together anyway, can't we be alone?"

Feng Hezi was so desperate, he sighed loudly, walked to the door in embarrassment, raised his hand and patted, but no one answered.

It's... just ridiculous!

Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, thinking of his teacher every time he was in trouble, Feng Hezi choked up with a grievous face, "Master, I am so hard."

Although the senior brother would sometimes make fun of himself, after all, he was innately stupid, and others could master simple kung fu once, but he couldn't do it at all.

But the teasing is all teasing, the brothers will push whatever is delicious to themselves, and they will take care of themselves in every possible way.

If he didn't play like this, how could he have been wronged like this?

In the past, the most serious injury he suffered was when he met a hungry wolf in the bamboo forest, and he fell black and swollen on the way to escape.

But fortunately, with the care of his master and fellow apprentices, no matter how hard it is, there is hope for him.

But speaking now, he seems to be licking blood from the knife edge every day, and Liu An's palm still hurts till now.

Sometimes he couldn't sleep at night, so he sat on the edge of the bed and hugged his little quilt and wept silently.

I miss my family, my master, and my brothers.

He really thought about it, he didn't want to experience the dangers of this world anymore.

His voice was choked up, he patted the door weakly, and sniffed again: "Open the door, open the door..."

Still no answer.

And behind him, there seemed to be a terrible voice, getting closer...

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his fingers were trembling, he turned his head back in horror, his lips trembling: "Wolf...wolf..."

Wolf again...

Four or five wolves looked at him fiercely, approaching him bit by bit...

Feng Hezi's palms were covered with sweat, and there were tears in his eyes...