After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

Liu An couldn't forget his cold eyes, and refused to give him any emotion, even if he was kneeling on the ground, with his bony hands propped on the ground, and his chapped lips spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother, if I'm dead, don't you care?"

really...

Can't even a little charity?

I just ask for your affection, even if it's just pretending...

It's just that he gave himself a back view, a heartless and indifferent back view.

Until he closed his blurry eyes in despair, the figure never looked back, walking with such determination.

It was as if there were two people who held him in his arms, patted him on the back, and called him Xiaoliu'an softly...

Liu An's heart died, completely dead.

What kind of bullshit is good, what is upholding justice, what is the way of the world, it is nothing more than coaxing fools.

Liu An broke free from the heavy iron chain, his eyes were blood red, and the cold air was exuding from his feet. He held a cold long sword in his hand, and dragged it on the ground, making ear-scratching sounds.

"Brother, how much do you love this world?"

"How about I ruin it for you?"

After all, I am the person who loves senior brother the most in this world, how can I be willing to work so hard for my good senior brother?

Why don't you let me help you share the burden...

Without even raising his eyelids, he cut a brother's neck with a single stroke of the sword, and blood dripped from the blade.

"Who released this traitor?"

"Eldest brother said that you can shoot to kill..."

"What are you still doing, kill him!"

Four or five senior brothers rushed up with their swords in hand. In their eyes, a single sword could kill him, but they just wanted to torture him with their own hands, and wanted to see him begging for mercy in pain...

They are both seniors, but they have never had the slightest sympathy for themselves. In the past, they also deliberately wanted his life, and almost pushed him to the bottom of the well when he was fetching water...

It's just that at that time he was still protected by his senior brother, so what if he was bullied, the more pitiful he was, the more pity his senior brother would have.

It doesn't matter if you get slapped a few times, as long as you can get the pity of the senior brother, that's enough, he only wants the senior brother...

Liu An's eyes overflowed with vigor, and the long sword in his hand was also very dexterous, with a terrific move. He broke the tendons of these senior brothers, and poked one of the eyeballs blind.

"You used to look at me with disdainful eyes. I wanted to poke your eyes out at that time, just to see..."

"How noble do you think you are?"

Liu An's sinister laughter rang in their ears, and at this moment a gust of cold wind blew across their faces, they looked at Liu An in panic, hugged his legs, and kowtowed : "Junior Brother Liu An, please forgive us, please forgive us..."

"Forgive you?"

Liu An pulled off his collar, revealing his strong chest, but there was a red and wrinkled scar on his chest, and his laughter became more hearty: "When I begged you, what were you doing? "

"You branded that red iron on my chest, and bit by bitch, huh..."

"My blood is also red, and my bones are also white. Haven't you all seen it? Why do I have to be inferior?"

Liu An lifted the long sword and stabbed it fiercely in the back of one of them, stabbing hard until it pierced his body, his head shook slightly, as if he had a small shudder.

He laughed even more wildly, but there was a little sadness in that madness: "Senior brother, senior brother, I just want to live by your side..."

The wind gradually picked up, the leaves on the branches also rustled, and the smell of blood was already in the air.

Since I am heinous in your eyes, why don't I dare?What is there to be afraid of?

It's just that my admiration has given you a layer of golden light, so what's the difference between you and those people?

Brother, brother, you let me down, so disappointed...

Liu An glanced coldly at the corpses in the hall, and then at the blood on his sleeve. He couldn't help thinking of Hua Ming pulling him into his arms, touching his little head, with a smile in his eyes: " Xiao Liu'an, why did you get your clothes dirty?"

Gentleness and tenderness are all for him.

Brother, brother, you used to be reluctant to give me a harsh word, but now...

"Justice in the world, heh, it's all bullshit!"

Liu An smiled bitterly, and threw the candle in his hand directly by the curtain, watching the flames grow more and more violent, sweeping every corner, and the thick smoke made his eyes hurt.

He just looked at the fire indifferently, with his hands behind his back, and there were blood drops on his face in twos and threes, and there was always a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

All the things in the past, let’s forget about it today, I want you all to die, and all of you to go to hell...

His eyes were glowing with blood, his fingertips were emitting a burst of black, and his long hair was rippling in the wind...

"Xiao Liu'an, stop killing people..."

"Xiao Liu'an, wake up, wake up..."

"Brother won't leave, brother has been..."

Suddenly, senior brother's begging voice came from his ear, his head ached and his heart softened after crying, he couldn't hold the long sword in his hand, he raised his bloodshot eyes to look at look around...

There is only the sound of the bleak wind, and a few falling leaves, nothing else.

"Xiao Liu'an, why did you become like this..."

The cry was very close, as if crying on his shoulder.

He couldn't help stretching out his bony and pale hand to touch his shoulder with several scars. In a trance, he felt as if he touched that warm and trembling finger...

I even felt drops of water on my neck, which was warm...

"Senior brother, why would you cry for me when you are so high up? How could you bow your head to me?"

What are you thinking, my good senior brother, why are you crying on my shoulders, at most you rushed over to give me a deadly sword...

There was no one around, Liu An only thought that everything was his own illusion, even though the voice was getting louder and crying more and more heartbreaking.

He also just shook his head: "Brother, he...don't want me for a long time..."

He was sitting in the room of the senior brother, or in the room of the senior brother and Ji Changfeng, after all, there was another bed that belonged to Ji Changfeng.

He poured a cup of tea and used his brother's favorite white porcelain carved quilt. He stroked it carefully with his fingertips, but it was only cold for a while.

The heat insulation is really good, even if it is such a hot glass of water, it still can't warm this cold glass...

"Ji Changfeng told you a story. A farmer warmed a frozen snake in his arms, but the snake bit him to death."

"Brother, do you still remember?"