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

Liu Jin led him into the ancestral hall, staggered forward, knelt down on the papyrus, his fingers were trembling: "Long Ci, I brought your son."

"Long farewell, your son..."

He's here, look at him, look at him...

If it wasn't back then, he might be the same as you, and he might call me uncle with a smile on his face.

It was me, it was me who ruined all of this.

Cocooning myself, it happens to be me, cocooning myself, hehehe...

Liu An casually walked forward, raised his hand to caress the familiar and unfamiliar words on the tablet, his eyes were a little sore, but his voice was cold and awkward: "Liu Changci..."

"My father is him?"

"I was thinking, if I meet him, I'll cut his neck."

"He's pretty useless."

Liu An tightly grasped the tablet, his expression was a little dignified, his breathing became more tense, and his voice was trembling slightly: "Father..."

"I have a father."

"I have a family, I'm not a wild child, no..."

My blood is also red and clean, and I am just an ordinary person, ordinary...

It's just, it's just that my journey has been too hard, so hard that I forget if I'm still alive, so hard that I don't feel the pain...

Grasping the tablet tightly, and slowly closing it to his heart, Liu An's eyeballs became more red, tears welled up in his eyes, and his voice choked up: "Father, I didn't expect it, did I come back... ..."

Unexpectedly, when I came back, I would hold your memorial tablet, and I would not see you at all. Why is God so cruel?

I don't hate you so much anymore, I want to meet you, tell you what's on my mind, your son...

Liu An raised his neck, tried his best to swallow his tears, and closed his eyes a little tiredly: "Back then, what happened?"

"No one knows better than you, Liu Jin, does he?"

"I think the Queen of the Qingwu Gate is also related to you."

Liu Jin didn't want to hide it from him, so she nodded and put her fingers weakly on her lap, but she didn't dare to raise her eyes to look directly into his eyes: "An'er, you are right to hate me."

"I also hate myself. I have hated it for almost twenty years."

"Houyi was killed by me. I ordered people to attack the mountain, and there was no vegetation left."

He admitted frankly, and said in a cold voice, "He shouldn't interfere with the affairs between us brothers."

"He shouldn't have hit your head."

Back then it was him...

It was he who took Changci away, otherwise how could the following things happen? The affairs of their Liu family have never been something that outsiders can intervene in.

Liu An didn't look back, but frowned: "Feng Hezi is broken, you can't imagine it."

"I can't imagine, I don't care."

"If it wasn't for your face, I would have wiped out the roots long ago."

Liu Jin is not a good person in the first place, he is cruel and ruthless, he doesn't care about nonsense, he only wants the result to suit his own taste.

"An'er, I'm really not a good person, and you're right to hate me, but I'm really satisfied with you."

"An'er, can you stop hating you so much, can you watch me and call uncle?"

Liu Jin raised her tear-filled eyes, which contained a lot of hope, and her tone was also humble, with deep pleading.

In fact, he only needs to say "uncle", that's all he needs...

But Liu An turned his head, staring at him with deep eyes for a long time, without a trace of warmth in his tone: "You are not worthy..."

"Liu Jin, your hands are bloody, senior brother doesn't like such people."

Liu Jin smiled bitterly, her voice was a little weak, and her fingers were a little stiff: "But Uncle won't do it in the future."

"Uncle will never kill anyone again."

Liu An stared at him coldly, and remembered that Qingwumen's corpses were strewn all over the field, blood flowing like a river, he shook his head stubbornly: "You killed his master."

"Killed a lot of innocent people."

Liu Jin couldn't help laughing, with a bit of sarcasm in his eyes, he grabbed the air twice randomly with his hand: "But An'er, aren't you the same?"

"Your hands are not clean either."

Liu An lowered his head, looked at his pale palms, and smiled softly: "Yes, my hands are not clean either."

"However, brother will wipe it clean for me, so I will take good care of my hands."

As I said, brother, I will become what you like.

Brother let me be happy to see you.

"An'er, would you help me wipe the blood off my hands?"

Liu An just stared at him blankly, with a cold surface, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings and extremely complicated, frowning, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Just looking at his raised hand silently, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and Liu An's fingers trembled slightly...

But the door was kicked open...

Feng Hezi held the "Qingliu", his eyes were as cold as ice, and he gritted his teeth: "It's you, it's really you..."

"Liu Jin, how could you kill my master!"

"What did my brothers do wrong again, why did they kill them!"

Liu Jin raised his eyes, his eyes were indifferent: "He is troublesome, he must die!"

"Does he want to see An'er? He wants to tell An'er what happened back then so that An'er can seek revenge from me?"

"I'm not as good as he wants!"

"If he hadn't intervened back then, how could Changci have left Liujiabao, and how could he have died!"

"Houyi, I should have killed you back then."

Liu Jin didn't have the slightest regret, but was very relieved when he talked about this matter: "Your master, he is stupid."

"You are not allowed to say that about my master!"

"Liu Jin, you should die! I'm going to kill you!"

Liu Jin didn't dodge, but just looked bitterly at Liu An at the side, and said in a weak voice, "An'er, you...would you like to wipe the blood off my hands..."

"I would also like to live as you like."

Liu An didn't answer him, but watched quietly as Feng Hezi's long sword pierced his chest, and watched his body fall to the ground, with big mouthfuls of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

how so……

Isn't his martial arts very high, how could he die!

Liu An knelt down on the ground helplessly, crawled to his feet in despair, and kept shaking his head: "Liu Jin, Liu Jin..."

"You won't die, you won't..."

The "Qingliu" in Feng Hezi's hand was still dripping blood on the cold floor, and he slowly muttered: "Master, I avenged you."

And there was another burst of crazy laughter outside the door, it was Mrs. Liu in red, she walked in slowly, and helped Fuyao in Fuyao's hair: "Why won't he die?"

"But it was because of you that he died hahaha..."