Wei Yuan, the confidant of Wei Ran, the old city lord of Shacheng, however, at some point, he and the eldest son of the city lord, Wei Luan, and his good brother took a boat to murder his father, and he also relied on him for this matter, and he was wanted to hunt him down throughout the whole process.

If it weren't for God's eyes, he would have become a wisp of unjust soul.

I thought it would take some effort for him to see his good brother when he came back from hell, but he didn't want to see him again so soon.

"I'm a man." Wei Yan said coldly, sideways past Wei Yuan and pretended to leave.

"Come up." A cold male voice came from inside the carriage.

Although he had already guessed who the person in the carriage was, Wei Yan couldn't help but stiffen when he heard that familiar voice, and the guards around the carriage quietly blocked the other roads, leaving only the road leading to the carriage.

Wei Yan and the guards were in a stalemate for a long time, and the guards kept retracting and forced Wei Yan into the carriage.

In the dim carriage, a man supported his head with one hand, half-closed his eyes, leaned on the soft pillow in the carriage, breathed steadily, as if asleep, a wisp of wind lifted the window, the sunlight hit the man's face through the hollow window, and the man's angular face crossed the dazzling golden light, as if a god had descended into the world.

Wei Yan shook his head, this man only has power in his eyes, father-son affection, what is his brother and brother Gong to him, don't be deceived by his skin anymore.

"What are you doing, come here." Wei Luan suddenly spoke.

Wei Yan came back to his senses and walked towards Wei Luan step by step.

Wei Luan glanced at Wei Yan obliquely, stretched out his hand to drag the person closer, clamped Wei Yan's chin with his left hand, stroked Wei Yan's eyes with his right hand, and murmured: "I really didn't see it wrong, you have the same red pupils as the nine-headed bird, are you the reincarnation of the Protoss?" ”

Wei Yan's thin lips were slightly hooked, and he smiled evilly: "No, I am an evil ghost who has returned from the eighteenth layer of hell, and I have taken the lives of the ruthless and unrighteous people in this world. ”

"Hahaha, you're such an interesting person." Wei Luan laughed and rubbed Wei Yan's head.

Wei Yan stared at Wei Luan, and couldn't help but think of when he was a child, every time he did something wrong, his father scolded him harshly, and his brother would touch his head like this, comforting him gently, but why, such a gentle brother, would kill his father and chase him.

The demon eye flickered with a demonic red light, and Wei Yan saw Wei Luan's memory.

The city lord's mansion was hung with black and white curtains, white lanterns with inscriptions written on them, flickering with a faint light, and the new city lord Wei Luan walked through the corridors and appeared in front of the mourning hall of the old city lord Wei Ran.

A thunderclap rang out, and heavy rain fell from the sky, and the heavy rain scattered the desert holy flower planted in front of the mourning hall, Yimi flower.

Wei Luan dismissed the servants and guards of the mourning hall and stood quietly in front of the coffin of the old city lord Wei Ran.

After a while, the warm face became hideous, and Wei Luan said loudly: "It's all your fault, it was you who told me over and over again that I am the future lord of Shacheng, and I need to be diligent, erudite, tolerant, and benevolent to bear the future of all people in Shacheng, I think I have done it all, why do you want to change the hexagram to become the city lord, Yan He has not been as good as me since he was a child, how can he be qualified to be the city lord of Shacheng."

It's all your fault, if it weren't for your change of order, you would still be my good father, and Yan will be my good brother for life, I swear to protect him for the rest of my life, so that he can live a worry-free life.

And now, you're dead, and you can't die well. ”

Wei Luan suddenly lost his strength, knelt down in front of the coffin, hid his face and wept, and kept muttering: "I didn't want to kill you, I just, I just...... Unwilling. ”