Quickly wear it for you

Chapter 272 The younger sister of the son of luck (22) wish me a happy birthday~

"Yaoyao, what can't be said outside?"

Zhang Mohan would not be jealous of his younger brother's special treatment, but his current brain and consciousness have already been completely awake.

Although he and his younger brother have different cultivation directions, he always felt that it was impossible just because of this, so he asked directly.

"Because we are all pawns controlled on the chessboard, and here, that existence cannot enter, so..."

Under the shocked eyes of one big and one small, Feng Yu directly passed the settings she sorted out about the desired rules to the two of them into the sea of ​​consciousness.

This kind of thing cannot be explained clearly in a few words, but it can be completely understood by them.

Because of the idea of ​​the rules, their whole family has to suffer all kinds of torture for a game of chess that they don't know. The more they understand, the more they frown.

"Sister, big brother is the existence it favors, so we are all victims, whetstone?"

Zhang Yuhan opened his eyes, wanting to see affirmation or negation from Feng Yu's eyes, this is the fate of their family, but why can that existence decide the ending for them at will, then what is their lifetime?
"Yu Han, my brother won't let you have any accidents, even if it's a chess piece, we have to jump out of this chessboard and break out a life that belongs to us!"

Zhang Mohan didn't know how his younger sister knew this, but thinking about what happened in the sect, and where his parents and brother are now, all this made him think a little more, at least half of it was true.

"Brother, this is not your problem. I thought it was strange when I said it. What kind of aptitude you said, you can't do it on the side of Xiuxian, but the cultivation of demons has become the son of talent that everyone is vying for. The test of cultivating immortals has been tampered with, after all, immortals and demons have a common spiritual root on the way of cultivation!"

Not enough spiritual roots?

Zhang Yuhan has been skeptical about this ever since he learned about the attribute foundation of the spiritual root. Why can't the cultivators find out that his spiritual root is so extreme?

After all, it wasn't the current master who discovered him on the demon cultivator's side back then. An ordinary demon cultivator could see it at a glance. Could it be that all the magic weapons tested on the immortal cultivator's side were broken?

Now Zhang Yuhan maintains at least 80.00% trust in the information given by Feng Yu, because he has felt a strange feeling since he was still in the mother's womb, just because he doesn't want his parents to worry, so he has to hide all doubts .

"Rain cold."

Zhang Mohan really didn't expect this, but as a disciple of Mingyue Sect, he was very sure that it was impossible for someone to tamper with this test.

Then it is clearly deliberate to make my younger brother's spiritual root aptitude completely undiscovered at this time, and then be seen by Moxiu at a glance.
"Brother, do you suspect, why do I know this?"

Feng Yu knew that they would not fully believe it, so she planned to add another one, after all, she had a piece of evidence that could not be faked.

"Yao Yao."

"elder sister."

The two brothers looked at Feng Yu, and they really doubted this in their hearts. After all, even if she was powerful in such a situation, how would she know what happened? Even an adventure would make people hesitate.

"Let me show you once, anyway, it's useless to keep this thing!"

Feng Yu tapped her forehead lightly with her fingers, and a pure white light poured out from it.

In the white light, a little girl's childhood memories were revealed, crying and saying goodbye to her brother, but after failing the test, the sad little girl ran out secretly by herself, and accidentally discovered the secret at the end of the water source.

Then because of a coincidence, he was discovered by a cultivating sect, and after taking him back, he became an outer disciple, practicing and working hard every day.

Being deceived, calculated, injured and punished, he entered the inner door with all his might, and finally.
In the picture, the little girl has grown up, the body torn apart by the sharp teeth of the monster and the figure rushing from a distance, the familiar voice let out a desperate roar.
All this made the eyes of the two brothers turn red. This memory clearly belonged to the person in front of them, but this heartbreaking picture, could it be from the past and present?

"After I died, I watched my brother avenge me, but was accused by the entire sect. Later, I can't remember much of it. I only remember that my brother was targeted by the entire world of cultivating immortals in the end, but my brother ascended.

After the ascension, some patriarch wanted to harm you, but at that time, the battle between immortals and demons broke out, and you fought on behalf of the fairy world, and then Yuhan and his brother had a life-and-death duel, and when uncle and aunt arrived, Yuhan had already "

Feng Yu put her hand on top of her head, her pained expression had already expressed the ending of the story very well. In the end, the elder brother killed the younger brother with his own hands, but the parents rushed here at this moment, and only later did they know the relationship between them.

"Brother, it's okay, I'm still here, I'm okay!"

Zhang Yuhan turned around when he felt that the breath around him was not right, and instantly hugged Zhang Mohan, who was about to lose control. He was still there, and there was still time for everything. None of them will die this time, so... brother, don't despair.

"sorry"

With difficulty uttering these words in a hoarse voice, a bloody tear in Zhang Mohan's eyes slid down his cheek. Because of him, his sister had to die in such a miserable and desperate way.

And the younger brother and parents, the younger brother who was killed by himself, after the parents came, what kind of mood should they feel, they will definitely not forgive this son, right?

If everything is used to force him to grow up, then he would rather be a decadent mediocre person, even a waste, and he would not want his relatives to suffer this kind of torture.

"Brother, it's not your fault. Even if you want to hide from the world, that existence will have a way to make you have to go that way."

Feng Yu stretched out his hand to cover Zhang Mohan's eyes. Hatred is not what he needs to bear now, and working hard to become stronger without hurting his relatives is the most important thing at present.

"Then what should I do? If I continue to grow, won't it be eyeing you soon?"

If the calculation is correct, there are still about ten years before his sister has an accident, which makes Zhang Mohan have to worry.

"Brother, the me who used to be is dead, and the me who returned to the past is out of its control, but also, I can't hurt it, so everything must be done by you. After all, the two important pieces in this game are you."

Feng Yu has completely picked herself out, she will help the pair of brothers, but she will not fight against the rules personally, because the rules this time are too complete, if she directly fights, the rules of the big world may have to give She is annoying.

And the advantage of her not making a move is that she can help the two brothers behind the scenes as much as she wants, so that they can learn more about what is going on in this game.

　When I woke up in the morning, I took out my phone and opened the writer's assistant first, and suddenly a birthday greeting popped up.

　　One gets used to it and seems to have forgotten to remember certain days, even one's own birthday has to be reminded.

　　Another year older, I should make a wish.

　　Then I hope that in the new year, I will be healthy, work hard to create better works, get more readers’ love, and earn a little more money so that I don’t have to be so tired all the time.

　　At last!Thanks to every reader, every subscription and tip from you is the motivation for the author to work hard, thank you! (*'▽'*)

　　
　
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