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

Hua Ming was carried up the mountain by Zhaohe. Although there were many struggles along the way, Zhaohe just kept a cold face and did not let go.

"If you don't like being touched by others, I will touch it!"

"I'm afraid he'll misunderstand, right? I'll let him misunderstand!"

Hua Ming pinched his neck with both hands, gnashing his teeth: "Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

"Brother, you are really eccentric, he endangers the common people, why don't you speak?"

"I saved you, but you don't feel grateful?"

willow bank...

Why did you become like this?

Hua Ming's hand also seemed to have been drained of strength, and it hung down feebly. Before he could react, he had already been thrown forcefully onto the bed.

"Did you see it? I asked you if you saw it. This is the good junior brother who desperately wants to protect!"

Zhaohe grabbed his wrist vigorously, his eyes were cold and full of sarcasm: "The life is in jeopardy, if there is a part of him, can you pick it off cleanly?"

"Brother, you are not clean, you are helping the evildoers, you are working for the tiger."

"Both of you deserve death."

Zhaohe scolded angrily, Hua Ming just let the tears flow down, choked up weakly: "You asked me to meet him, I persuaded him, I persuaded him, he said he listened to me."

But Zhaohe still ruthlessly pointed it out: "But he also said that was just a lie to you."

"You were almost killed by him, Senior Brother, weigh your identity clearly."

no……

That's not the case, Liu An won't...

Hua Ming's eyes were full of panic, he shook his head vigorously, and then grabbed Zhaohe's sleeve vigorously: "Let me meet him, I can persuade him, I really can, Zhaohe, I beg you, okay? "

"Showa, you are not his opponents, can...can you take a step back?"

Zhaohe stared at him coldly: "Brother, if everyone can take a step back, how can so many people be displaced?"

"We've got to do justice to the dead, don't we?"

"Even if he is pitiful, the blood on his hands is not innocent. People always have to pay for their sins."

Hua Ming choked up, covered his heart while crying and coughed forcefully, "But...but you forced him..."

"There are too many people who have been forced, are they all like him?"

"Could it be that you don't want others to live a happy life when you're unhappy? He's the tip of your heart, but the blood in his hands is also someone else's husband, son, and father. Isn't it just because of your love?"

"Brother, you can't be like this."

Showa brushed his hand away ruthlessly, with utter disappointment in his eyes.

This is definitely not his senior brother, his senior brother is not like himself, not full of love for children.

He walked outside the door, looked at the dark clouds, his eyes became deeper and deeper, his hands were behind his back, but there was still a deep sense of loss in his heart.

He has resentment, special hatred, how can a person with bloody hands still get that deep love?

People like this should go to hell, he fought against them, he thought of ways to torture them, let them live in hell.

But he also found that every torture was never torturing them, they would only recognize their own hearts more clearly, and treat each other with full satisfaction.

And the one who is suffering, jealous and unwilling is all himself.

revenge……

He is really taking revenge, and he is also a little confused.

Zhaohe raised that hand slowly, unable to stop the wind that slipped through his fingers, he smiled bitterly, and walked forward slowly.

Now the world is in chaos, everyone is in danger, blood is everywhere, and wailing is everywhere.

The smell of blood filled the wind, tears were wanton, and he suddenly let go a lot.

Compared with his own little hatred, he hopes that the world is worthwhile, that the children can laugh, and the house can smell delicious.

He couldn't bear to see these scenes anymore, but he couldn't save him at all, so he could only watch helplessly.

Watching the blood-covered child fall down, stretch out his hands feebly, and close his eyes feebly.

Looking at the poor woman struggling to crawl with only one leg, her eyes were full of fear.

Looking at those old people who can only fall in the haystack and wait to die because they have no food.

He even saw a man hugging his leg again, begging him to kill him...

Because I don't want to be dragged down...

The world is in a mess.

Zhaohe closed those cold eyes, sighed deeply, looked at the swaying branches in the distance, his fingers trembled slightly, who knows what chances he has for tomorrow?

Who knows if this world will be destroyed?

He was still wondering if it was because he held on to the hatred that led to today's ending?

If we had let them go far away, wouldn't it be...

Zhaohe didn't sleep all night, he held his long sword and looked at the starry sky all night, his cold eyes gradually softened under the starlight, his eyelids couldn't hold it anymore, he lowered his head and murmured slowly: "Senior Brother Changfeng... ..."

"Brother Changfeng..."

If Senior Brother Changfeng was here, he might not be so entangled in pain.

If Senior Brother Changfeng...

But his senior brother Changfeng died, died in the wind and snow, maybe the body was broken into pieces...

Zhao He still took Hua Ming to the scene of the crusade against Liu An, not to pity him or help him, but to beat the reality harder.

"Brother, just ask, has he ever been soft?"

To be honest, Hua Ming doesn't know Liu An very well at the moment, he's really unfamiliar with him, Liu An is dressed in red, black flames are rising from his eyes, his fingers are extraordinarily slender, extraordinarily white.

The white one is a little sick.

Hua Ming opened Zhaohe's hand, and walked forward slowly, with a smile on his mouth, but his eyes were full of tears, and his voice was trembling: "Liu An, will you go home with me?"

"Liu An, let's... let's not kill people, okay?"

But Liu An didn't respond.

Hua Ming covered his mouth, but his voice was still full of tears, and he couldn't hide it: "You promised me, you clearly promised..."

"You said you would listen to me, you said you wouldn't lie to me, and you agreed not to kill anyone."

"How can you treat me like this?"

Even though his long sword was pointed at him, Hua Ming still moved forward step by step, he was just betting.

He doesn't care what the result is, as long as he turns around, so what if he dies under his sword?

Originally... Originally, I was also guilty...

Liu An's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand exuded a cold aura: "If you take another step forward, I will kill you."

Hua Ming didn't die, not because Liu An was kind, but because someone blocked that sword for him.

"Master said to be a kind and just person."

"Senior Brother Hua Ming, you have been bewitched, you need to...be more sober..."

It was that little boy who fell into his arms, and until he died, he didn't know what the boy's name was.

"sorry Sorry……"

"Senior Brother Hua Ming, save...save those children..."

"I...I don't hurt anymore..."