The villain's counterattack strategy [comprehensive martial arts]

The tear-stained sword pierced Zhuo Donglai's heart, and the tear-stained sword gradually disappeared.

This tear-stained sword was forged by Master Xiao.

As soon as this peerless fierce sword was born, it was cursed.

It will kill Master Xiao's relatives one day in the future.

Zhuo Donglai's pupils shrank suddenly. Could it be that the father he had never met was Master Xiao?

If not, why did the tears on the sword disappear when his blood stained the sword red?

Zhuo Donglai thought of running water.

He is the only one who knows his life experience, but he keeps that secret until his death.

In the end, Zhuo Donglai killed him and never regretted it.

He never regretted everything he did.

Does Zhuo Donglai regret it now?

If the other party hadn't died, Xiao Leixue might be able to learn what he wanted to know from him, and that matter might be the mystery of Zhuo Donglai's life experience, so that Zhuo Donglai wouldn't die from the Sword of Tears.

Unfortunately, the only person who knew the truth is already dead, Zhuo Donglai will not regret it!

Zhuo Donglai's heart pulse was broken, and within a few breaths, his eyes had turned to dead gray.

His original eyes were gray, cold and inorganic, like a wolf without emotion.

And now, that gray lingers with death, like the eyes of a dead fish.

People die like lights go out.

When he was dying, he walked around watching the lantern again.

Fragments carrying the memories of Zhuo Donglai's life came one after another.

From his mother's womb, like a parasitic poison ivy squeezed the living space of his siblings, sucking the flesh and life of each other, he took away the lives of his brothers and mother as soon as he was born.Therefore, God gave him a cruel punishment, making him born with a deformed and mutilated body.

After that, he endured unbearable pain for more than 30 years.

All Zhuo Donglai's memories are gloomy, except for that person.

With strong colors, like the scorching sun, bright and dazzling, illuminating his cold and twisted world.

That person is Zhuo Donglai's most important good brother Sima Chaoqun in this life.

Thinking of Sima Chaoqun, Zhuo Donglai's heart felt like a tearing pain.

For him, Sima Chaoqun was an indispensable part of his life.

The other party was instigated by a promiscuous poisonous woman and no longer trusted him.

Everyone said that Zhuo Donglai was ruthless, and Zhuo Donglai was indeed like that.

However, only Sima Chaoqun, Zhuo Donglai was an exception to him.

All his tenderness and affection were poured out upon him.

Sima Chaoqun is his only brother in this life and also his fate.

Without him, Zhuo Donglai's life will inevitably lose its glory.

Unfortunately, the other party died at the hands of Wu Wan, taking away the most precious part of Zhuo Donglai's life.

Now, Zhuo Donglai's life has also come to an end.

Zhuo Donglai was not afraid of death, because he was already dead the moment Sima Chaoqun left him.

Now, it's just that the death is more thorough.

Where do people go after death?

Zhuo Donglai didn't know.

After death, do people go to heaven or hell?

Zhuo Donglai didn't know either.

If there is an afterlife, what does he hope for?

Zhuo Donglai only hopes that he and Sima Chaoqun will be brothers again in the next life.

Although Sima Chaoqun felt sorry for him, as long as the other party changes his mind, they are still good brothers.

forever good brother.

【Nirvana rebirth】

"Sima, what is your wish?"

"I want to be a great hero that everyone admires."

The sun shines on the young man, and the young man's eyes are bright and firm.

Zhuo Donglai stared blankly at the youthful and high-spirited young man, and smiled slowly: "Your wish will come true."

The young man's clear and bright eyes fell on him, and his deep and melodious voice was full of curiosity, "Dong Lai, what is your wish?"

Zhuo Donglai looked far away, those gray eyes were full of confidence and ambition, and said: "My wish is..."

Help you realize your wish.

Let you become an undefeated myth in the martial arts!

The two ambitious teenagers clenched their fists and lightly touched each other, and then worried about the days ahead of them.

"There is no food at home."

Sima Chaoqun sighed, "It looks like we have to steal from the rich and give to the poor again."

Zhuo Donglai said: "Go to Wang Yuan's house this time?"

Sima Chaoqun said, "Just him."

That night, Wang Yuanwai's house was attacked by thieves, and he lost a lot—10 taels of silver.

With the cold wind howling outside, Zhuo Donglai and Sima Chaoqun snuggled up in the ruined temple, eating delicious hot mutton pot.

"Cough cough..."

Sima Chaoqun put down the bowl, looked at his good brother whose face was flushed after coughing, and asked worriedly, "Dong Lai, are you sick?"

Zhuo Donglai said: "It's not serious, it will be fine tomorrow."

Sima Chaoqun stood up and said with a serious face: "I'd better find a doctor, otherwise I really don't feel relieved."

Zhuo Donglai pulled him and said, "I'm really fine. It's just that I accidentally blew the cold wind, my body knows it by itself, and I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Zhuo Donglai has a stubborn personality, no one can persuade him to change his mind, even Sima Chaoqun rarely persuades him.

Seeing that Zhuo Donglai was stubborn, Sima Chaoqun said, "If tomorrow is not good, I must see a doctor."

Zhuo Donglai smiled helplessly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Only then was Sima Chaoqun satisfied.

The two continued to eat the mutton pot.

Sima Chaoqun is strong and has a great appetite. He is at the age of growth and can eat three bowls in one meal.

More than half of the mutton pot was rolled into his stomach.

Zhuo Donglai is a serious picky eater and prefers light tastes. After tasting a few bites of mutton, he just picked up cabbage and vermicelli to eat.

Sima Chaoqun expressed dissatisfaction with his picky eaters, and said, "Donglai, you can't just eat vegetables without meat, it's not good for your health."

Sima Chaoqun felt that Zhuo Donglai was too thin, even thinner than a woman.

Zhuo Donglai is not tall, so he will be petite.

Zhuo Donglai said with a smile: "This is a habit developed since childhood, and I can't change it. As for eating meat, I envy your good appetite."

Compared with Zhuo Donglai, Sima Chaoqun is simply a big eater, the kind who can eat two catties of meat in one meal.

"Half-sized boy, eat poor old man" is quite appropriate for him.

Fortunately, he only needs to support himself to support his family, oh, and his little friend Zhuo Donglai.

However, Zhuo Donglai's appetite is very small, like a kitten.

Eating is slow and infrequent, and the rice grains are almost put into the mouth one by one.

Sima Chaoqun was often anxious and restless.

After eating and drinking enough, the two of them washed up briefly, and then you and I huddled together in the warm and clean quilt next to me.

Although the ruined temple is dilapidated and simple, it is their "home" where they have lived for several years, and it has been tidied up.

Zhuo Donglai has always loved cleanliness, and he is also very particular about it.

Although Sima Chaoqun is not as obsessed with cleanliness as Zhuo Donglai, he is also a clean man.

For this "home", the two carefully decorated it.

The ground was swept clean, and there was not a trace of spider webs in the corners.

In the innermost part of the dilapidated temple, near the wall of the two children, a simple small room was surrounded by dark curtains.

There are two straw mats placed side by side inside, neatly placed haystacks underneath, and several layers of old quilts on top.Sleeping on it is like sleeping on a cloud, soft and comfortable.

This is Zhuo Donglai and Sima Chaoqun's luxurious big bed.

The bed was covered with light purple sheets, and a square-folded quilt was placed on the head of the bed.

This quilt was newly made this year, weighed a full ten catties, and was more than two meters long and wide when unfolded.

Today, the sun was abundant, Sima Chaoqun carried the quilt outside to bask in the sun all afternoon.

At this time, covering the body, it is warm and exudes the fragrance of green grass.

In the middle of the night, Sima Chaoqun woke up from the heat.

Then he found that Zhuo Donglai was talking in his sleep from time to time, his face was flushed, and he had already developed a fever.

Sima Chaoqun raised his hand to test Zhuo Donglai's forehead, and was startled by the scalding heat.

Immediately put on clothes, braved the wind and snow, and ran to the doctor.

Zhuo Donglai's limbs were as heavy as iron, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his chapped and pale lips groaned and groaned from time to time.

Zhuo Donglai died.

However, he was conscious again.

It's just like being trapped in a dark and narrow space, groggy, unable to open your eyes no matter what.

Is this the world after death?

It's cold and dark here.

Not a single ray of light.

Zhuo Donglai felt the bone-piercing cold wind, and the cold turned into thin needles piercing into the bones, which made people feel the pain.

He is not only cold, but also hot.

Bursts of heat, as if trapped in purgatory, burned by fire.

……

"Doctor, is he alright?" Sima Chaoqun asked anxiously.

He was dug out from the bed in the middle of the night, and was dragged away all the way. The old doctor with mostly gray hair rolled his eyes angrily, and said, "Don't worry, I won't die."

Sima Chaoqun heaved a sigh of relief.

The old doctor prescribed medicine again and asked Sima Chaoqun to take it for Zhuo Donglai on time.

【Come from the east...】

In the darkness, Zhuo Donglai heard someone calling him.

Who is calling him?

The voice was very familiar, but Zhuo Donglai couldn't remember it.

If you can't remember it, forget it.

Zhuo Donglai thought so in his heart, but he walked unswervingly in the direction of the sound.

[Dong Lai, Dong Lai, are you okay? 】

Zhuo Donglai suddenly remembered who the owner of this voice was.

Sima Chaoqun!

The only brother in his life.

In an instant, this cold and dark world has light.