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

Zhaohe yawned lazily, and in the next second, he grabbed Hua Ming in front of him, grabbed his wrist vigorously, and said with a smile on his face, "Senior brother, you are really cruel."

"This is going to kill me, aren't you the most compassionate?"

"Is it pretending?"

How could a reborn person be so fragile? He also knew very well what Liu An's fatal point was.

As for this Hua Ming, he can catch his moves with his eyes closed.

"Brother, don't look at me like that."

"The more this is the case, the happier I am. My hands tend to lose their sense of proportion."

Hua Ming stared at him angrily, and then looked at Liu An, who was covering his heart with distressed eyes, and black blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth, and said in an angry and urgent voice, "What are you going to do!"

"Showa, what enmity is there between us!"

Zhaohe took his arm, leaning his head on his shoulder, his playful eyes fell on Liu An, and his tone was cold: "Why can he have a senior brother?"

"Why do I have to be alone?"

"My senior brother, his bones are still not cold."

I just can't see you being kind, I just can't see you sympathizing with each other, I hate you and disgust you, why should I smash other people's mirrors?

Liu An took a step forward, black flames rose from the palm of his hand, the killing intent in his eyes was self-evident, every word exuded a cold breath: "Let him go!"

"Showa, don't touch him!"

He really wanted to strangle and stab this Showa to death right away, he couldn't bear it for a minute, the breath in his chest couldn't go away, it was extremely tight, and there was still a fishy sweetness in his throat.

But Zhaohe just raised his eyebrows lazily, his slender fingers pinched Hua Ming's neck in a blink of an eye, and said with a light smile, "If senior brother accompanied me to the underworld, it would not be in vain for me to come to this world."

Liu An didn't dare to make a move.

Absolutely dare not do anything, Showa is determined to this point, so it is very unscrupulous.

Hua Ming frowned, he knew that this man just wanted to annoy Liu An with himself, to torture him alive, "Give me back my brother..."

"Can you exchange it for me?"

"Can't! Can't! You can't!"

Showa's voice was soft and weak at first, and gradually became hysterical, with deep resentment in his eyes, and finally choked up: "Even the corpse... I haven't even seen the corpse..."

"Hua Ming, even if you're not the former senior brother, don't you have any memories? Don't you know how my senior brother Changfeng treated you?"

"He hasn't done anything bad in his life, and he's always looking after you, but what about you?"

Zhaohe's hand holding his neck was trembling, and his voice was trembling and weak: "You watched him fall off the cliff, hehehe, you and this murderer are very good..."

"Hua Ming, why didn't you die, why didn't you guys die!"

In the final analysis, he was somewhat responsible for Ji Changfeng's incident. Hua Ming lowered his eyes and stared at the dust on his boots.

"Liu An, if you kneel down to me, maybe I'll give him back to you. You know, I don't like such things."

"Liu An, the head of Chaowu Mountain, you are so majestic, everyone will stand aside and dare not speak when they see you, but I am not afraid."

Anyway...

Died once, that's all.

"really?"

Liu An held his hands behind his back, tightly clenched into fists, his guilty eyes lingered on Hua Ming's face, and he grinned: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, but I couldn't protect you again this time."

Brother, I seem to be getting more and more incompetent.

Brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

Another mouthful of black blood was spit out, Liu An was dizzy in front of his eyes, his fingers were bent stiffly, but he still muttered worriedly: "Xiao Huaming..."

Guangming's eyes widened, but he was arrested by Showa, so he had to slap his hand hard, tears welling up in his eyes: "Let me go! Let me go!"

"He vomited blood, Liu An, he vomited blood..."

"He vomited blood, what should he do if he is going to die..."

Hua Ming cried out hopelessly, he couldn't hold on to it at a time like this, and couldn't pretend to be strong.

"Junior Brother Zhaohe, I beg you, let me go and see him, I beg you..."

"I beg you, otherwise he will die, what should I do if he dies..."

Hua Ming couldn't hold on anymore, his body sank a little bit, and he was about to collapse on the ground powerlessly.

But Zhaohe still pinched his neck, but his eyes became more excited: "It's a good thing that Yin and Yang are separated."

Liu An knelt on the ground with one knee, his teeth were covered with black blood, his voice was powerless, and his hand feebly grabbed the air twice: "Please, let my senior brother go..."

"do not do that……"

"Don't do that!"

Hua Ming struggled in pain in his arms, his brain was about to explode, and he closed his eyes in collapse, letting tears drip from the corners of his eyes to his mouth: "Don't be like this, don't be like this... ..."

"Liu An, leave me alone, leave me alone..."

"He did it on purpose..."

Zhaohe smiled, leaning close to Hua Ming's ear, his moderate voice could be heard clearly by everyone present: "I did it on purpose, I just wanted to see him crawl in front of me like a dog."

"Let go of my senior brother!"

Anger made his body collapse even faster, Liu An raised his head and spurted out a big mouthful of blood, then fell down powerlessly, stretched out his hand and stretched hard, but he couldn't reach his little Huaming.

Liu An's eyes were red, and his face was pale: "Let my senior brother go, let him go!"

"By the way, Head Liu, I also found out that your mother was persecuted to death. Liu Changci was even worse."

"Houyi's death has an inseparable relationship with the Liu family."

"I gave you a clue, so I have to charge some interest. Brother Hua Ming, let me live a fairy life for a few days."

In the next second, Showa forcibly hugged Hua Ming and flew away.

When Hua Ming looked back, he happened to see Liu An clutching his heart and vomited a big mouthful of blood again and passed out. He glared at the man beside him bitterly: "Showa, why do you have to do this?"

"If you want my life, take it!"

Zhaohe threw him into the study room, and kicked the door, the door wobbled and creaked because it couldn't be closed tightly: "Yo, are you stiff?"

Zhaohe pressed him step by step, pushing him against the corner: "The dead have nothing to torture, the living are exciting, aren't they?"

"I remember what Liu An said, ecstasy."

Zhaohe pressed against his ear, and supported his shoulder with the other hand: "It's not like this when you face him."

"Do you think it will be clean when you go back?"