Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

Feng Qingmu and Feng Mu were both injured in the fight and both of them were lying on the ground gasping for breath.

Feng Qingmu really didn't understand why his good brother who had grown up with him wanted to chop him?

"Tell me the truth, why is that? Otherwise I won't be at peace even if I die today." Feng Qingmu struggled to sit up and leaned his back against a rock.

Feng Mu was also beaten to death by Feng Qingmu, gasping for breath. Hearing this, he just turned his head slightly to look at him, then turned back to look at the sky.

After a while, when both of them had caught their breath, Feng Mu said, "Come here, I'll tell you why."

"Get lost! Are you trying to trick me into coming over and chop me up?" Feng Qingmu cursed.

Feng Mu smiled when he heard that.

Feng Qingmu felt really awkward inside, because the Feng Mu he knew before was a serious and cold person. The fact that he occasionally talked more to him might also be because he was a talkative person and led the other person to talk more.

Feng Qingmu thought about it, but still felt unwilling to give up. He took some recovery medicine and restored some of his spiritual power. He stood up and walked to the side, took Feng Mu's knife in his hand, then used the knife as a crutch to move to Feng Mu's side and sat down cross-legged beside him.

"You say." After saying this, Feng Qingmu felt very embarrassed again. He seemed like a fool who went to the tiger mountain even though he knew there was a tiger there. He added:

"I'm warning you, you can't move now because of the backlash. If you insist on moving, you'll be dead. If I catch you and bring you back for trial, you'll still be alive. The most you'll get is imprisoned in the Linglong Tower."

Feng Mu blinked and said softly, "I know."

"You know shit, you know shit, why do you do this kind of thing if you know this?" Feng Qingmu cursed.

He is only in the early stage of Golden Core, while Feng Mu is already in the late stage of Golden Core. As long as he works hard step by step, Feng Mu will sooner or later become a Yuanying elder. The worst case scenario is that he is killed by bad guys when he is on a mission to seal the enemy. In this way, Feng Mu's name can also be left in the family tree.

But now that Feng Mu has rebelled, his future is gone, and his reputation after death is gone too.

Feng Qingmu's cheeks puffed up when he thought of this.

Feng Mu used to take good care of him when he was a child, but it turns out that was all fake?

Thinking of this, Young Master Feng felt so sad and aggrieved that he could cry for days, and his eyes became red.

"Don't cry, it's not your fault." Feng Mu said.

"I'm not crying. I'm not the one who betrayed you. Why should I cry?" Feng Qingmu was still cursing.

Feng Mu turned his head and looked at the knife that Feng Qingmu was leaning on, "Do you remember who this knife belonged to before?"

Feng Qingmu also looked at the knife, confused, "So you want to kill me, what does this knife have to do with it? Did I steal your knife? I didn't."

Feng Mu closed his eyes and said nothing, so Feng Qingmu had to take over the conversation himself: "I remember that this was a prize you won from the tribe's arsenal."

"No, it was originally my father's sword." Feng Mu opened his eyes.

"Ah? Then what?" Feng Qingmu was even more confused.

"My father was killed by both the Wind Spirits and the Demons."

Feng Qingmu looked unconvinced, "Impossible."

Feng Mu smiled again. He smiled more today than in the past few years.

"My father died during a sealing mission. Feng Musi put my injured father into a protective formation and went after another demon. However, he did not notice the small demons nearby. This protective formation cannot be entered or exited. My father was afraid of affecting Feng Musi who was fighting in the formation, so he was bitten to death by the demon."

After finishing speaking, Feng Mu turned his head to look at Feng Qingmu, "Tell me, was my father killed by both the Wind Spirits and the monsters?"

Feng Qingmu pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.

Feng Mu continued: "So I came to seek revenge on you. I couldn't kill you because I was not as skilled as you. I admit it." After saying that, he closed his eyes and said:

"You'd better kill me. I'm not as loyal as my father. I don't want to protect you young masters anymore."

Feng Qingmu pursed his lips, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say. He opened his mouth several times but no sound came out. Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the forest. Feng Qingmu didn't care about his injuries, and threw out a few formation plates for protection, then stood up from the ground.

"Master Feng, please come with me." The man was strolling leisurely, as if he was here for a picnic. He held a folding fan in his hand and fanned himself in the cold weather, causing his hair to flutter gently.

Feng Qingmu finally understood why others sometimes looked like they wanted to hit him when they looked at him.

The show-offs are really worth beating up.

Feng Qingmu stood upright, with his hands folded forward and leaning on the handle of Feng Mu's sword. He looked very imposing, but unfortunately his body was in tatters and had many cuts on it.

"who are you?"

"The one who kidnapped you."

"Where are you taking me?"

"Go where you're supposed to go?"

Feng Qingmu frowned. This man was unmoved. He glanced down and slightly turned sideways to block Feng Qingmu's face. "You are a demon!"

The man closed the folding fan in his hand and said in surprise: "You guessed it right, then as a reward, you can say goodbye to your friend behind you."

After saying that, he moved under a tree, leaned against the trunk and looked at the sky. He didn't look like he was here to kidnap anyone, but rather like he was here for a picnic.

Feng Qingmu threw a few more protective arrays to Feng Mu on the ground and whispered, "I will investigate what you said. You wait for my sister to come back first."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the demon standing under the tree.

The demon had already started to recite the poem while shaking his head. Feng Qingmu listened carefully and found that it was still wrong.

"The moon shines brightly before my bed, and I bow my head and think of my hometown."

Feng Qingmu paused, thinking about the probability of escape. The demon over there saw that they had finished talking, and walked over here, fanning himself, and recited the second half of the sentence as he walked:

"Looking up at the bright moon, I thought it was frost on the ground."

Seeing Feng Qingmu consciously walking towards this side, the demon shook his head and sighed as he walked out of the forest, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a good poem, what a good poem."

Feng Qingmu walked a few steps and heard Feng Mu's voice behind him. Feng Mu shouted, "Wait." Feng Qingmu didn't turn around.

Feng Mu said: "Give me back the knife."

Feng Qingmu sighed softly, thinking of what he had just said, and threw the knife back, accurately into Feng Mu's hand.

Let him use the knife to protect himself, the protective array may not be safe...

Feng Qingmu raised his foot and walked towards the demon, but he had only taken two steps when he suddenly heard the sound of wind coming from behind him, quickly passing by his ears. A narrow knife that he was very familiar with passed by his eyes and attacked the demon who turned his back to him and walked forward.

The demon blocked it with his folding fan, and the knife hummed for a moment before falling to the ground. The other party turned around with a smile, "Oh, there's another kid who wants to go with us?"

Feng Qingmu was startled and immediately turned around, trying to stop Feng Mu from doing next, but it was too late.

The moment he turned around, a black figure passed by him, and Feng Qingmu's wide green sleeves fluttered, as if a gust of free wind passed by.

When they passed by each other, the usually serious young man curled his lips towards him, laughing freely and wantonly, a look he had never seen before.

"run!"

Then a force slapped him away, and a roar came from behind him -

"boom--"

Feng Mu blew himself up.