Game World: Am I a toy of the system?

Ji Hua put down Ji Ming's withered hand, and considerately tucked the quilt for him. He stood up and walked a few steps outside, looking at the quiet bamboo forest outside through the bamboo window.

When Ji Hua calms down, he is also a rare handsome man. Coupled with his gloomy temperament, he can also make many girls fall in love with him.

However, the jealousy in his heart has driven him crazy.

The calm face gradually distorted. Ji Hua suddenly turned around and looked at Ji Ming, who was dripping with fluid on the bed. His heart trembled slightly, but soon became hard again.

"Come in!"

As he finished speaking, hurried footsteps were heard outside the room, and a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old walked in. He looked about 70% similar to Ji Ming on the bed.

"Uncle Hua."

Although Ji Ming couldn't see the person coming, the voice was very familiar, so familiar that as soon as he heard it, his image of him from childhood to adulthood appeared in his mind.

"You'er, you?"

Ji You looked at his dying father lying on the hospital bed. His heart seemed to be gripped by a big hand. He subconsciously opened his mouth and took a step forward.

Before he could even shout out the word "father", Ji Hua kicked him to the ground, then looked at him coldly and smiled: "Ji You, my nephew, are you thinking of fatherly love and filial piety at this time?"

Ji You's body trembled, and just as he was about to get up, he sat back on the ground, lowered his head and gathered his energy secretly, with a hint of fierceness in the corner of his eyes that could not scare anyone.

Ji Hua walked over and kicked him hard a few more times before he said to Ji Ming on the bed: "My dear brother, do you know what your son has done?"

Ji You fell to the ground with his hands on his head, timid and cowardly, not daring to even resist.

Although Ji Ming couldn't see, he could hear. He knew that Ji Hua had hit Ji You. The pain in his heart deepened a little, and his chest felt stuffy as if something was blocking it.

Seeing that Ji Ming didn't say anything, Ji Hua just smiled, walked to the wall, took down a bamboo sword, played with it in his hand, and said without any emotion: "Brother, you are such a good son, you are really filial."

Hearing this, Ji You's body trembled even more violently. He wanted to stop Ji Hua, but when he thought of his cruelty, he closed his mouth again.

Ji Hua glanced at Ji You with disdain and continued, "Knowing that you are not in good health, our You'er wanted to share some of the responsibility for you, so..."

Ji Hua let out a chuckle and didn't say anything else, but the coldness in his eyes was piercing. The bamboo sword knocked lightly on the bamboo table, making a tapping sound.

Ji Ming opened his pale lips with trembling hands and asked weakly, "So what?"

Ji Hua's mouth opened into a cruel smile: "So your good son helped his father to comfort those lonely women."

"Brother, is You'er very filial?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Ji Ming's eyes went dark, and the anger in his heart surged up, making the tightness in his chest more and more severe. Finally, he opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of black and red blood.

After the blood spurted out, Ji Ming suddenly felt much more relaxed, and even his body had a little strength.

The last bit of heat from the lamp is about to burn out.

Although Ji Ming knew that he was going to die, he was so angry that he didn't care at all. He just wanted to take a good look at the good son whom he had loved since he was a child!

"Ji You! Is this all true?"

Two lines of dark liquid flowed from the corners of his eyes, but Ji Ming still used up his last bit of strength, turned over, and stared at Ji You on the ground.

Ji You didn't dare to say anything, and didn't even dare to take one last look at his loving father. He cowardly buried his face in his arms, his body trembling.

Looking at Ji Ming's pale face, Ji Hua's eyes softened for a moment, then were swallowed up by the darkness again, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more morbid.

"Brother! My good brother! Hahaha!"

Ji Hua pointed his bamboo sword at the ground, walked to Ji You's side, looked directly at Ji Ming and continued, "You may not know yet, but your good son, my good nephew, had the border opened last night and let the foreigners in!"

Ji You's body stiffened, then he suddenly raised his head and looked at Ji Hua in disbelief, with confusion, regret, and deep despair in his eyes.

"what!"

Ji Ming was furious. How dare Ji You do this? Did he know what he was doing?

"Rebellious son, are you crazy?"

Just after saying this, Ji Ming opened his mouth and spat out another large mouthful of black blood, and there was no temperature left on his body.

"No! It's not me!" Ji You shouted in despair.

Seeing the sarcasm on Ji Hua's face, Ji You suddenly stood up, pointed at him and shouted, "It's you! It's you, right? You lunatic!"

Looking at the fury on Ji You's face, and thinking about his usual personality, he was timid and cowardly, and did nothing serious except eating, drinking and having fun.

Does he have the courage and strength to unite with foreign races?

Even if he has the courage, why would others cooperate with him? Aren't they afraid that this is a trap?

so......

At this moment, Ji Ming suddenly felt his brain become clear. He looked at Ji Hua as if he was meeting him for the first time, and could not see any trace of his childhood at all.

"Why?" Ji Ming murmured.

Ji Hua's mother was just a maid in the palace. She got pregnant with him because of a drunken sex incident.

His mother was also an unlucky person. She passed away due to a cold when he was only 2 years old.

Ji Ming had a kind personality. As the eldest brother, he really felt sorry for his younger brother, so he often brought him home. At that time, he had just become a father and had his first child.

It can be said that Ji Hua was raised by him!

But now, it was the younger brother he raised who stabbed him in the back the most cruelly. Before this, no one had thought that it would be him!

Ji Ming cried out in agony: "Why!?"

He thought that he had treated Ji Hua well, and had never lacked anything from childhood to adulthood. He was treated the same as his other brothers, or even better.

When he grew up, he recommended him to his father many times.

After he became the emperor, he trusted him very much and never thought that they would have such a day!

"why?"

With his hair blocking his dark eyes, Ji Hua seemed to be answering Ji Ming's question, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

"It would be nice if there was no Yao Jun in the world."

"If you want to blame someone, blame him!"

Ji Hua turned around and stabbed the bamboo sword in his hand into Ji You's chest. He stared at him fiercely and sneered, "You are a waste anyway, so I can make use of you now. Help me bear the crime of colluding with foreign tribes!"

"You...are so...vicious!" Ji You stared at Ji Hua with his scarlet eyes.

Ji Hua sneered, kicked him to the ground, pulled out his bamboo sword, and then in front of Ji Ming, he swung the sword again to cut off Ji You's head!

pain!

Extreme pain!

Being killed so cruelly right before his eyes, Ji Ming's pale face instantly turned red and his heart began to beat even more wildly.

The next moment, with a bang, Ji Ming fell on the bed.

A large amount of blood flowed from his facial features.

The madly beating heart stopped instantly.

The great emperor Ji Ming died!

Just at this moment, a strong wind blew through the bamboo forest, and there was a sound of bamboo leaves colliding and a whimpering sound as the wind blew.

Ji Hua bent down and picked up Ji You's head, threw the blood-stained bamboo sword on the ground, turned around and looked at Ji Ming, whose body was gradually getting cold, in silence.

The struggle and grief in his eyes appeared for a moment, and then were replaced by madness.

"I am right!"

The moment Ji Hua turned around, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

"I am right!"

Took a step toward the door.

"They are the ones who let me down! I did nothing wrong!!!"

Ji Hua seemed to have convinced himself, and strode out of the bamboo house holding Ji You's head.

But looking at the back, he looked a little embarrassed, as if he was running away.