I have special whitewashing skills [Quick Transmigration]

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At this moment, he even felt that he saw the golden light that was faster than the speed of light cut through the air, dragging out a long afterimage of flames, which seemed to really turn into a wicked dragon, and directly aimed at his heart.

His intuition told him that he couldn't dodge, he couldn't dodge, he would die from this blow, and he lost this battle.

At this moment, Bai Lang suddenly became calm, as if accepting his fate, but also as if he was exhausted.

After 17 years of searching, the answer in two lifetimes, it seems that he has never touched it.

In front of my eyes, I seem to see the picture of my younger brother who was born in the hospital for the first time, but stayed in the hospital for a full month.

When he was young, he lay prone outside the glass window, watching nurses gently hugging a white and tender milk dumpling beside countless cribs.

He was very happy when he was picked up, and he babbled at the nurse with his little white hands.

The nurse seemed to whisper something to the little guy in her arms, and then hugged Xiaotuanzi sideways, letting him in her arms look at her face.

Being an older brother for the first time, he was so nervous that he didn't know whether to smile, to be kind, or to be serious and majestic. He was at a loss outside the glass and blushed.

Suddenly, he saw Xiaotuanzi not far away suddenly opened his mouth and giggled, then stretched out two white arms to him outside, babbling at him.

He obviously couldn't understand half a word, but he thought he did. Xiaotuanzi was calling him: "Brother, give me a hug."

At that moment, he only felt that his heart had turned into a puddle of water in an instant. He thought, this is his younger brother, the younger brother who will be treasured in the palm of his hand for the rest of his life, and he must protect it with all his life. younger brother.

But he lost it and could never find it again.

Thinking of this, Bai Lang's face, which was almost completely covered in blood, suddenly revealed a sense of relief.

Maybe the younger brother was gone a long time ago, maybe Bai Zhifei in his previous life just wanted to make him suffer more, so he made up a story to lie to him, and the younger brother died in front of his eyes, or maybe the younger brother lived with his parents in another world Very happy, maybe all three of them are waiting for him.

Seeing Jin Mang approaching quickly and appearing in his constricted pupils, Bai Lang closed his eyes slowly.

Xiaofei, brother is here to look for you.

But at this very second.

"Don't hurt my brother—!"

With the sharp cry of collapse, Bai Lang's whole body shook, and in the next second, he opened his eyes suddenly.

And the moment of entering the goal is the silence of the whole world.

A boy, a boy who looked like his mother's eyebrows and eyes, opened his arms wide and his face was full of tears, protecting him behind him in an extremely protective gesture.

On his chest, a large flower of blood was blooming.

Chu Xinze could clearly hear his own breathing, and it seemed heavy and heavy. He could feel the severe pain from his chest, and his whole body trembled from the pain. He could see that the opposite side was almost In the wide eyes of the blood-stained man, there was a trembling that was so terrified that the world would collapse in the next second.

He kept trembling his lips, as if he wanted to ask him: What did you call me.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar person, Chu Xinze trembled her lower lip, and said softly, "Brother, I am... Xiaofei..."

It seems that he wants to laugh, and smile at the person in front of him, just like when he was a child, when he held him in the palm of his hand.

He always told him, my little Fei, don't grow up all your life, so that you can always sit on your brother's back, and he will ride a horse for you.

He will tell him, don't be afraid and don't need to learn to be strong, because your brother will learn to grow up and won't let anyone hurt you.

He told him so solemnly, you are my younger brother, no one can cross me and hurt you, even if it takes my life, I will protect you.

He was very stupid in this life, and probably all the luck was put together, making him lucky to have such a stupid brother.

His silly brother, who has spoiled him, held him, loved him since he was a child, and valued him more than his life.

"I can finally... protect my brother once."

As soon as these words fell, in Bai Lang's sight, the person he had been looking for for two lifetimes slowly fell down with that smile just like in his memory.

"Xiaofei—!"

It wasn't until the moment the man fell down in the distance that Meng Ziqian recovered from the shock and being caught off guard. His body was faster than his instincts, and he rushed over at almost the fastest speed, and grabbed the man in his arms.

Looking at the bloody hole in the man's chest, he immediately stretched out his hand to cover it, as if as long as he covered the wound, the man would smile at him as before.

The sticky blood trickled out along his fingers, staining his white cuffs dark red, and all his skirts red.

I have never trembled in my two lifetimes, but this time, my hands trembled so badly that I couldn't even cover the wound on my chest.

The hands covered with sticky blood kept releasing wood-type healing powers, but his powers were stimulated by him through experimental potions, and were not naturally awakened, so the wounds he caused by himself could not be healed by himself at all. .

This directly caused the blood under his hands to be unstoppable no matter what, but Meng Ziqian still paranoidly let go, and paranoidly treated people. It seemed that as long as it was bigger, and bigger, there would always be blood. Effect.

However, the steady stream of blood seemed to want to be drained as quickly as possible.

Meng Ziqian suddenly felt very helpless, dazed, and panicked at this moment. He is the person in charge of the first base in the last days. He holds a lot of power. He can create a new world. At this moment, he was like a child lost in the forest, trembling in panic.

Who can save his boy, who can save his boy...

When a person becomes powerless due to panic, his lacrimal glands will be out of control, and people will cry, even that Meng Ziqian who seems to always laugh.

"Get off, get off, Meng Ziqian, get out of here, give me back my brother, give me back my brother!!!!"

Bai Lang, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, almost crawled over. His body was covered with mud mixed with blood. Like a hungry wolf that collapsed the whole world, he bit the man crazily and hugged him tightly. on the arm.

Even though the place was dripping with blood, Meng Ziqian didn't pay any attention to it, and hugged the person in his arms tightly, unwilling to let go of it.

Tears fell on Chu Xinze's face along with sorry one after another.

"Ozawa, please wake up...please..."

In the confusion of laxity and trance, Chu Xinze seemed to hear someone crying, someone screaming, someone calling him, and his brain, which couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, seemed to be flashing one picture after another quickly.

In the setting sun, the man carefully hugged him with tender eyes, the one in the hospital stroked his head pityingly, the one who fed him porridge carefully with a chuckle, and listened to his stories.

At the dinner table, he would always give him a chopstick of vegetables, and in the night, he would smile at him with soft eyes, and suddenly bow his head to kiss him in front of the door, and still give him a home after the end of the world.

Meng Ziqian, who had been staring at the person in his arms, suddenly saw the eyes of the person who was not far away, and tears fell drop by drop, falling on his soft hair.

Opening his slightly trembling lips, he said, "I really want...I really want to...for a lifetime..."

In my heart, you are like a god, appearing in the most desperate time of my life, you are so kind and gentle to me, so that I never dare to ask for extravagance, dare not touch, even if I like you that much, I didn't dare to tell you, I only dared to hide in the corner and looked at you with low self-esteem, and I never thought that one day I would be able to stand by your side.

Until you tell me that you like me and you want to be with me forever, I am the only one in your heart.

It felt like a dream, a dream that used up all the good luck in my life.

Raising a trembling hand, he caressed the tears streaming down from the corners of the man's eyes. Hot tears also rolled down from the man's sockets, pulling his lips weakly, and Chu Xinze's voice trembled, "I like it... I like it so much You, but... I'm sorry..."

I clearly agreed to accompany you for the rest of my life like this, and I clearly shouldn't do this, but he is the most important brother in my life, and I can't just watch him die in front of me like this.

So, I can only let you down, sorry.

Suppressing the feeling of being cut into pieces in his heart, Meng Ziqian's body was trembling unconsciously, and his voice was suppressed and painful, "It's me... I'm sorry you."

Too greedy, too persistent, unwilling to share everything about you with anyone, imprisoning your life, even wanting to kill your last relative, I should say sorry to you.

Chu Xinze smiled weakly, but tears rolled down silently, "Then... we... are settled."

The air in the chest seemed to be getting thinner and thinner, and even breathing became more and more difficult, and the eyelashes drooped uncontrollably, like a butterfly about to enter hibernation.

But like reluctance, fear, and nostalgia, Chu Xinze's blood-stained hands were still grabbing at the man's clothes, and the blood vessels on the back of the hand were clearly visible, so much so that they left blood on the master's clothes. Five clear blood fingerprints.

Trying to keep her eyes wide open, her chest heaved with excitement, she exhausted her last bit of strength and said, "Next life...next life..."

Tears blurred his vision, Meng Ziqian held the blood-stained little hand that seemed to be trembling with extreme force, and gently wrapped it in the palm of his hand.

Just like not long ago, he was on a crowded street, ignoring everything around him, holding it so tenderly, like a boy holding ice cream in front of him with sparkling eyes, and saying those words purely and innocently Afterwards, the one he leaned down on