"Brother......" Mo Yunfan's eyes widened, and the sour tears in his eyes shone with pain.

He felt particularly wronged, his relatives were killed, and he took revenge on himself, which is a matter of course! Even if he becomes a demon?

Isn't life just a desire for revenge! Do wicked people need mercy?

"I'm not your brother, get out!"

Mo Yunfei roared with all his strength, and the rabbit leg in his hand was thrown out by him and smashed into Mo Yunfan's face.

"You're not human, you're a demon, you've become terrible, violent, and cruel! What's more, I really have nothing to do with you! You may not know it, but you're a child picked up by your father. Your mother is a member of the Warcraft clan and abandoned you. It's my dad who picked you up!"

Boom, Mo Yunfan's head buzzed and exploded, letting out a hysterical roar.

Originally, Mo Wenchang said that he picked it up, he recognized the thief as his father, and provoked his demonic heart to be turbulent, and his heart that was finally appeased was provoked by Mo Yunfei again at this moment.

The demonic fire in his body erupted instantly, making him look hideous and terrifying.

"It's not true, it's not true!"

"What, you want to kill me?"

Mo Yunfei's eyes flashed with pain, but they became cold and ruthless.

"That's right, you're a demon yourself, you don't have any humanity, you can kill if you want!"

"Roar!"

Mo Yunfan hung his chest in pain, and terrifying flames kept spewing out of his mouth, if it weren't for the fact that the underground palace was a blue brick building, I am afraid it would have turned into a sea of fire.

The incomparable pain made his eyes begin to turn blood-red, and the boundless hatred made his heart almost explode.

He really couldn't understand why his brother would do this to him?

His claws quickly conjured and lifted them up, aiming them at Mo Yunfei's head.

Mo Yunfei puffed up his chest and looked up at his claws, fearless!

"Kill, as long as you're happy!"

"No ......"

Mo Yunfan turned around abruptly and rushed out of the underground palace.

The hatred and anger in his heart turned into the actual demonic anger, which moved with his body, and the dead leaves of the grass and trees on the ground turned into ashes in the demonic anger.

The devil's claws swept, and the towering trees clicked and clattered, breaking and falling from the middle.

Destroying and decaying, all the trees within a kilometer were swept and broken by him, and under the burning of the demon's fury, a raging fire was formed.

After venting for half an hour, his mental strength was exhausted, and the whole person had a mental breakdown, lying on the ground, baked by the fire not far away.

The scorching breath burned the earth, and many trees soon turned into coals, and the heat wave kept rolling, blowing the leaves in the distance.

"Why, why did this happen to me?"

Mo Yunfan's voice was very tired, and his eyes became colder and colder.

In the end, he became silent, and although his body returned to his human form, his eyes were cold and merciless, and his heart was completely cold.

When most of his mental strength had recovered, he got up, without any nostalgia, and walked towards the depths of the dense forest!

In the underground palace, Mo Yunfei kept spitting blood, his eyes were flowing with tears, but there was a smile on his face.

"Brother, you hate me! Only if you hate me, you will not care about me. I don't have long to live, I don't want to drag you down! When I die, you'll be left alone. I don't want you to live in hatred, I don't want you to take revenge, I don't want you to be killed! You hate me, but it's only for a short time! Time will always wash away the scars in your heart. Brother, I hope you live happily!"

He sat cross-legged, blood still spilling from his mouth, but he was not afraid of death!

The autumn wind whimpered, the autumn rain fell in the woods, and the autumn rain broke the bowels. The cold rain hit Mo Yunfan's face, making his cold face and cold gaze a lot clearer, and gradually warmer.

A person's state of mind is a very strange emotion that changes all the time.

Caught in the cold rain, when he was a child, he and his brother ran and played in the rain, played in the river, and other warm scenes came to mind. Also, the scenes where his brother protects him again and again have emerged.

His heart twitched suddenly!

"Brother, you lied to me, I understand, I understand! Why are you so stupid, torturing me in this way! I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of this, and I misunderstood you so much!"

He slapped himself twice, turned and ran quickly towards the underground palace, tears already flowing uncontrollably.

In this world, it is not easy for anyone to live, especially the two brothers, who are trying to survive in hardships and dangers! The relationship is already deep to the bone marrow, even if there are strong winds and waves, they cannot be separated!

When he reached the underground palace, he suddenly stopped, thinking that if he went back like this, he would definitely die and not admit it. I have to find a way to make him confess!

Fortunately, the dead people were not dealt with, and some of the people's clothes were dirty, but they were not tattered. Strip the clothes of the dead from them, wash them in the river, and dry them with the fire of evil spirits.

Dressed himself up, covered it, and was sure that Mo Yunfei couldn't recognize him, so he stepped into the underground palace of Moling again.

He deliberately released some powerful aura, approaching step by step.

"There's someone here, hehe, I've finally found someone!"

Mo Yunfei wanted to die, it was so easy to die, he vomited blood, and lay on the bed waiting to die.

Because he was bent on death, his heart was extremely calm. On the contrary, the mood is much better, which is good for the worsening injury.

He's just so weak that he can't die for a moment.

After lying down for so long, I also have some strength.

Hearing a hoarse voice, he sat up slowly. He has no fear, and he will not be afraid of whoever comes.

People who are not even afraid of death, what are they afraid of?

The surrounding 10,000-year-old lamps flickered, and Mo Yunfan's shadow kept swaying on the wall.

He deliberately made a sound in a false voice, and his eyes showed a smug look.

"Hehe, this is not the eldest son of King Mo, what about your brother?

"Your brother is dead, your family is dead!"

Mo Yunfei frowned and opened his mouth to scold.

"Damn brutes, our family is ruined by what you persecuted. If you want to kill me, come and kill me, but you will never find my brother. As long as my brother doesn't die, you will live forever in the shadow of revenge, and you won't want to live in peace for the rest of your life!"

Sure enough, Mo Yunfan's heart was sour, but at the same time, his cold heart was too comfortable! Silly brother, if I didn't have you, would I be happy?

"Hehe, I heard my lord say, Mo Yunfan is not your brother at all, it was your father who killed someone's father back then, and pretended to be a good person and adopted him! King Mo's heart is really black! Let that little baby recognize the thief as his father for so many years!"

"Fart, fart, nonsense!" Mo Yunfei lost control of his emotions and yelled.

For a while, his heart was extremely distressed, it turned out that his younger brother already knew something, and his heart itself was tormented, and he was still tormenting him! The more he thought about it, the more distressed his heart became.

"Isn't it?" Mo Yunfan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was confirmed that some of what Mo Wenchang said was true, and some of it was absolutely false. However, he couldn't take it easy at all.

Since he is not the son of King Mo, who are his own mother and father? Where are they?