"Zhou An, you actually want to commit treason! How dare you!" Zhou Mian gritted his teeth, in disbelief, tears filled his eyes, and the tears on the other side were mixed with blood.

"Have you forgotten the tragedy of that year? War only takes a toll on lives, do you know what you're doing? Ahh He took three steps and two steps, rushed to Zhou An, grabbed him by the collar and questioned.

Zhou Mian wanted to kill only Mo Xie, in his heart, China is a country after all, the tragedy of Lichuan back then can not be repeated, if the country is broken, the people who left the country are different from them back then.

Zhou An's eyes were slightly sluggish, as if he was also frightened by Zhou Mian, and soon his eyes became displeased, and his killing intent surged. The next second, there was a "poof" sound in the air, the sound of a weapon piercing into the flesh.

When the people present saw what was happening, their eyes changed, and even Lu Juan's eyes became complicated.

Zhou Mian's gaze slowly moved down, and when he saw the handle of the knife on his chest, it was obvious that the blade had been inserted into his chest, and the person holding the dagger was his younger brother.

However, this was not enough, a more cruel scene happened, Zhou An's hand holding the dagger slowly turned, and it was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees.

In this way, Zhou Mian's heart was afraid that it would be ruined.

However, in an instant, Zhou An's pupils were blank, and the whole person fell backwards heavily, and he lost his breath in an instant.

Lu Juan looked at Zhou Mian lying on the ground, blood smeared from his chest like a rose, his eyes were wide, there was confusion and confusion in them, and there was a trace of disbelief that made people sour.

Throughout Zhou Mian's life, who can say that it is not a tragedy? When the young man was ignorant, there was a rebellion, and the whole family died under the chaotic saber, and only himself and his younger brother survived.

It's hard to accept the injustice of fate, and he also resents his own incompetence, he can only push everything to Mo Xie's inability to save people, so that he can let go of himself, a short breath, but after all, the obsession is too deep.

He really loves this younger brother, and in his plan, he drugged Zhou An and arrested him, so that even if the East Window incident happened and his plan failed, Zhou An could put it out of the way.

However, how could he have imagined that he would die at his hands in the end, how cruel it was for him.

"You're so cruel, it's your own brother!" Feng Wuyi clenched his fists, he didn't feel sorry for Zhou Mian, he could only say that Zhou An's move was not as good as a beast.

Zhou An's face was numb, and he slowly took out a towel from his sleeve and wiped his fingers.

"A farce should be over by now, I'm tired, you know enough, I can only say that your fate is not good, even if you know everything now, you can't go back, but it's a pity that you know too late."

Zhou An smiled proudly and threw the blood-stained handkerchief on Zhou An's body casually.

"Who said it was too late?" A nice male voice sounded, and the person who spoke was Mo Xie, who hadn't spoken for a long time.

Mo Xie was dressed in black, stretched out his hand to protect Lu Wan behind him, and the sword in his hand flashed a sharp silver light in the sunlight.

"Heh, Mo Xie, when death is on the verge of death, do you still have to resist stubbornly? Do you think you can fight your way out of the encirclement with just the three of you? You and I are all decorations for these two thousand soldiers and horses?" Zhou An sneered.

However, the smile on his face only lasted for a moment before he froze because he had a long sword around his neck at some point.

"Heh, 2,000 soldiers and horses are naturally not decorations, but it's not easy to say whose 2,000 soldiers and horses are."