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In the "Tower of Death", there were dozens of corpses lying around, indicating that a tragic killing had just been staged.

The child who had been shrinking in the corner suddenly ran forward, stretched out his little hand to hook Tan Heng's little finger, looked at Tan Heng in horror, and shouted in a crying voice: "Big Brother~"

Tan Heng was startled suddenly.Then he clenched his sword tightly and turned to look at him coldly.

The child let go of Tan Heng in horror, and backed away tremblingly.

"Big brother~don't~"

"Big Brother~~Don't~"

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Tan Heng's heart was struggling fiercely. It was as if two internal forces were constantly colliding in his body. Water and fire couldn't tolerate each other, and they kept churning under the pressure of the internal organs. Every minute and every second seemed to tear Tan Heng apart...

Looking at the thin figure of the child, Tan Heng's expression suddenly darkened for a moment, then turned around, stepped over the corpses on the ground, and walked towards the stairs.

Tan Heng suddenly exerted enough internal strength, and hit the door leading to the next tower floor with three consecutive palms. Unexpectedly, the palm rebounded, and Tan Heng was bounced away and hit the wall, and then spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.At this time, Tan Heng's heart suddenly throbbed like ten thousand ants piercing through his heart, and the emperor's words rang in his ears, "Leaving even one alive is also a failure!"

"Leaving even one alive is also a failure!"

"Leaving even one alive is also a failure!"

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Veins popped out of Tan Zhen's forehead, and the hand holding the sword was trembling uncontrollably.Suddenly clenched the sword, and with a rapid rotation, the sword pierced straight into the child's heart.

"Big brother~" With a faint cry, the child fell heavily at Tan Zhen's feet.

Hearing the child's "big brother" over and over again, Tan Heng's heart suddenly burst into sadness, as if seeing himself back then, holding the hand of his elder brother...

At the moment when the sword stabbed out, he was already dead.

Tan Heng is on the verge of collapse.Suddenly, with scarlet eyes, he drew out the sword, raised the sword in his hand, and cut off his little finger of his left hand.Then, as if his body had been emptied, he let go of the sword, and lay down in a pool of blood, with blood and tears in his eyes, staring blankly ahead.

The door at the top of the stairs squeaked and opened automatically, and a ray of light came in.

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Zhou Fu rubbed his hands at the door, and after his hands returned some warmth, he poured the medicine from the medicine pot at the door into the bowl, and then walked quickly to the door of Fourth Young Master's room with the medicine bowl in his hand.

From a long distance away, I heard coughing and coughing from inside the house. Zhou Fu raised his hand to wipe off the snow on his sleeve, and then gently pushed the door open to enter.

Tan Fu was half lying on the bed, coughing continuously, and during the one month Tan Heng disappeared, Tan Fu stayed in Tan Heng's room every day, waiting for Tan Heng's return.As time passed, the hope of Tan Heng's return became increasingly slim, and Tan Fu's cough became more and more serious.In the past few days, he has been coughing day and night, coughing to the point where he cannot sleep.His face was yellow and thin, and he seemed to have aged ten years in just one month.

Zhou Fu walked to Tan Fu's side, "Master, do you feel better?"

Hearing Zhou Fu's voice, Tan Fu opened his eyes, "What's the matter?"

"The old slave handed over your resignation to the Ministry of War. Today happened to be Lord Huang, Minister of the Ministry of War, who was on duty. Master Huang asked about your situation, the young master, and asked the old slave to tell you, telling you to just take care of your childbearing. It's up to you, I'll keep it for you first, and come back when you recover from your illness."

Tanfu coughed twice, "Whether it's going to be good or not is unknown." His eyes were full of bleakness.

Zhou Fu handed the medicine to Tan Fu, "Eldest young master, I help you to drink the medicine."

Tan Fu leaned forward slightly, took the bowl in Zhou Fu's hand, and drank it down in one gulp.Then he couldn't help coughing again.He hurriedly handed the bowl to Zhou Fu, and half-lyed back on the bed again, only then did he feel a little more comfortable.

Zhou Fu took the bowl, put the bowl on the table, and said with a frown, "After drinking the medicine for a long time, you still haven't recovered, young master, why don't we try another prescription?"

Tanfu coughed twice, calmed down, raised his head to look at the furnishings of the room, and then said flatly, "It doesn't matter if I change the medicine or not. My body can last a day."

"Eldest Young Master~" Zhou Fu felt sad when he heard Tan Fu's words, "Don't say that, if you have something good or bad, what will this family do? Besides, Fourth Young Master..."

Tan Fu's eyes widened instantly, "Is there any news about Heng'er?"

Zhou Fu knew he said something wrong, so he hesitated and couldn't answer a word.

Tan Fu coughed twice, and then suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, "Forget it, this dying body, I don't know if I can see Heng'er when I go to the underworld."

"Young master~" Zhou Fu's heart was full of sadness, and his voice was a little choked up.

Tan Fu coughed twice, waved his hand to Zhou Fu, then closed his eyes and lay down.

Zhou Fu looked at Tan Fu lying on the bed with a dry complexion, watched over him and wiped away several tears, then helped Tan Fu tuck the quilt up, walked out of the room lightly, and closed the door gently.

The author has something to say: My favorite couple... the fourth brother and the big brother QAQ...