The unconscious Yue Yue seemed to have fallen into a fog, which was a painful and sad past that he and his brother experienced together......

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The night was so dark, but it couldn't hide thousands of corpses, and the wind was so strong, but it couldn't blow away the thick and diffuse blood.

There were two teenagers standing in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, their faces and bodies were covered with blood, their hair and clothes were messy and flying in the wind, and in the face of the black-clothed people who surrounded them, their stubborn eyes were full of hatred.

The black-clothed man with a torch parted on both sides, Yan Cao stepped on the corpses all over the ground, his expression was still full of excitement after the crazy killing, and the cruel and tyrannical appearance made Wei Jue can't help but pull his brother's little hand tightly, and step forward to block him behind.

His parents and classmates are dead, and he doesn't want his brother to be hurt anymore.

Looking at the kid who was confronting him, Yan Cao sneered.

It's really self-defeating.

He raised his hand to take the torch from his disciple and swept it in front of the two brothers, carefully identifying who he was looking for.

The torches reflected the pupils of the teenagers red, and it was difficult to distinguish the colors in the dark night, Yan Cao looked at it for a while, and lost his patience, he grabbed the placket of Yu Yue's clothes and picked it up: "I heard that it is this small one." ”

Wei Yue was dragged off the ground, and the strong feeling of suffocation made him uncomfortable, and his little hands and feet couldn't stop struggling.

Lu Jue only thought that the other party was going to kill his younger brother immediately, and he was shocked. Although he didn't know who Gu Yanjiao was looking for, in order to protect his younger brother, he anxiously pounced and shouted: "What you are looking for is me, it's me!" ”

Yan Cao frowned, pushed Yu Jue to the ground with his other hand, stepped on his chest with black leather boots, and crushed hard: "In this case, let's take it back together." ”

He stepped on Miao Jue with one foot, held Yue Yue in the other, and said fiercely: "Anyway, it's all death, but it's just the difference between early death and late death." ”

Wei Jue lay on the ground, his hands tightly clutched Yan Cao's legs, hoping to reduce the force on his feet, but even so, there was still a sharp pain in his chest, and the smell of blood poured up his throat.

Looking at Yan Cao, who was high above, Mi Jue gritted his teeth and said, "Let go of my brother...... You let him go...... Don't kill him......"

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If those who have not yet died do not know what hell is like, then the brothers experienced it for themselves that night, and it was deeply imprinted in their hearts, minds, and souls......

Hell is a family that was destroyed overnight, and I saw the pain of it all......

Hell is the fear of standing in the mountains of corpses of loved ones, feet soaked in their blood......

Hell is the despair of being unable to avenge the enemies of the Destruction Gate......

Hell is the helplessness of holding the hand of the only loved one in the world, but being powerless to protect him......

Hell is a regret that I didn't get a good look at my parents for the last time, and I buried them with my own hands and took them away......

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After the two brothers were brought back to the Guyan Sect, Yan Cao did not kill them immediately, but imprisoned them and asked Ruoshuiji about his whereabouts day and night.

But they didn't even know what Ruoshui Ji was, so how could they know where it was hidden.

As a result, they were subjected to unimaginable punishment and torture.

Finally, one day, during the arraignment, Miao Jue broke free from the restraints, knocked the guards unconscious, and ran back to save his younger brother.

In the dark night, the young man dragged his younger brother to run wildly in the mountains and forests, followed by the Guyan disciples who were chasing after him.

The two children, one under the age of thirteen and the other under the age of nine, were both wounded, and could not outrun the master of light achievements in any way.

The boy who pulled his younger brother seemed to have seen the end and escaped...... In fact, there is no hope.

He said to his younger brother: "Ah Yue, over this mountain, and then all the way south is the Hanxian Palace, let's run separately, so that at least one person can survive, and the living person must avenge his parents and the people of the Hanxian Palace when he grows up, okay?"

Hearing this, the little hand holding his brother suddenly clenched tighter: "But I don't want to be separated from my brother." ”

Miao Jue comforted his younger brother: "Ah Yue, maybe both of us can live, and we will see you in Hanxian Palace then." ”

"......" The child has always been accustomed to obeying his parents and brother, even if he is very reluctant, Yu Yue also obeyed his brother's wishes, "Then I will wait for my brother in the Hanxian Palace, and then we will avenge our parents together." ”

Miao Jue smiled, feeling very relieved, he knew that his brother had always been very obedient.

"Okay, Ah Yue must live...... Wait for me. ”

When the two brothers separated, they looked at each other reluctantly, and the young man's smiling eyes bent down again, and he smiled as before and said, "Ah Yue, don't be afraid. ”

Seeing that his younger brother nodded very obediently and seriously, the corners of the boy's mouth rose, and a smile warmer and brighter than the sun bloomed in this dark night.

It was this smiling face at the time of parting that made Yue Yue unforgettable.

After the two separated, Wei Jue didn't run two steps before stopping, he hid behind a tree and watched his younger brother's little figure disappear into the darkness, then wiped the tears on his face, turned back the same way, and ran to the men in black who were chasing after him with scimitars.

He has studied martial arts for a few years, and it doesn't matter if he uses his mantis arm as a car, he has to do his best to block for his younger brother for a while, so that his younger brother can run farther and have a greater hope of survival......

There were so many black-clothed people flying and killing, and the knife slashed on the body was so painful, the young man used his immature martial arts and unarmed hands to catch one killing move after another.

He thought that in the past, when he was lazy in practice, Daddy would always beat him with a stick, and every time the stick was picked high, it didn't hurt at all when it fell on his body. But even so, he would scream exaggeratedly, causing his father and mother to feel distressed, and then rub his back and make delicious pastries.

At that time, Daddy would also say, "You are like this, what will you do if you encounter enemies in the future?" Do you want to cry out in pain? ”

"With Daddy protecting me, how could I get hurt."

He remembered answering like this.

Now that he is really facing the enemy alone, and without Daddy's protection, he will not cry out in pain, because everyone will only cry out in front of their relatives, and when facing the enemy, he will only be strong beyond his imagination.

He didn't want to embarrass his father and mother, let alone Hanxian Palace.

Even though he was cut all over the body at this time, and the pain was unbearable, he gritted his teeth and kept silent until he held on to the limit, and finally couldn't stand it anymore and collapsed.

There's no one to cry out for pain anymore, but there's no need for it......

When he fell, he really wanted to take another look at his brother's disappearing back, but in order to mislead those men in black, he was not facing the direction of his brother's escape at all, but the opposite direction.

He is using the last moment of his life to fight for more hope of escape for his younger brother.

Watching the men in black chase in the wrong direction, the boy felt a little more at ease.

His gaze was fixed on the long night in the distance, and the blood bubbles were pouring up in his mouth.

He knew that he was going to die, and prayed with the last bit of strength: "Daddy...... A-Niang....... please your spirits in the sky...... I must bless my brother...... Get home safely......