Luo Zixing's pupils shrank and looked at Sun Zhao.

"Which one are you?" asked Sun Zhao with a calm face.

But Luo Zixing could clearly feel the undercurrent under his calm.

"Tell me who you really are?" Luo Zixing asked rhetorically, already having a guess in his heart.

Sun Zhao lowered his head and thought for a moment, as if he was considering whether he should tell him his identity.

"Luo Zifeng ......," Luo Zixing said softly.

Sun Zhao suddenly raised his head and looked at him with wide eyes.

Luo Zixing smiled bitterly, sure enough, he guessed correctly, this Sun Zhao was the Luo Zifeng he was looking for.

"You ......" Sun Zhao, who could also be said to be Luo Zifeng, looked at Luo Zixing with a surprised expression.

"Big brother!" didn't need to say anything, and explained things clearly in one sentence.

But the doubts in the hearts of the two will not be reduced, but gradually revealed with the revelation of their identities.

Luo Zixing's stomach once again sent a signal of extreme hunger, Luo Zixing smiled awkwardly and said, "I'd better go find something to eat first, I'm hungry......"

Luo Zifeng didn't say anything, just picked up his knife and motioned to join him.

When they went outside to find a restaurant, the two found a private room to sit down, and after eating like a storm, the two brothers finally began to talk as brothers for the first time in their lives.

It's just this opening, Luo Zixing doesn't know where to start. In all fairness, his impression of this big brother is only a few short words, and he has been sent away as a dark chess piece since he was a child, and he doesn't know anything about it since. Before that, he only had a superficial understanding of his identity as Sun Zhao.

However, Luo Zifeng was very curious about this younger brother, when he saw him and Qi Jiu before, he only felt that they were two people who were full of secrets, they were not old next year, but the occasional vicissitudes in their eyes seemed to have gone through decades of ups and downs. The strength is not high, but it has high combat skills.

What's more, what he didn't dare to admit was that the Luo Zixing he knew was a mute, but although the young man in front of him didn't like to talk much, he was indeed able to talk.

But now, I don't know how much has happened in the middle, and the estimates he knew before are useless.

"...... at home" or Luo Zixing took the lead in opening his mouth.

When Luo Zifeng thought of that home, he closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair: "I'll go back...... Father...... Or am I buried ......"

Luo Zixing's body was shocked, he had not seen Luo Wu's death with his own eyes, although he knew in his heart that he should have no hope, but when he heard the news of his death from someone in person, his eyes were still sour.

Looking at Luo Zixing's expression, Luo Zifeng's heart was even more uncomfortable, he was sent out since he was a child, taking on the responsibility of the family, and he had been subjected to cruel training when he was a child, there was no childhood and no family affection, and Luo Wu, who came occasionally, would look at him with a guilty look, and then tell him that he didn't want them all to die, so he could only hold on.

As a child, he didn't know what a family responsibility was, but subconsciously he didn't want to lose his father, so he trained hard and wanted to be strong.

But when he became stronger, what he got was the news that the Luo family was slaughtered all over the house. When I went back, I saw a messy old mansion with corpses all over the ground.

Except for Luo Wu, he didn't know a few people in the Luo family, but he still spent three days enduring grief to bury the already somewhat decomposed corpses of his clansmen, and in the process, he found that there was one person missing, or the only person he knew—his younger brother, whom he had never met.

Luo Wu had told him the news of this younger brother and described his general appearance, but he did not find any corpse that could match Luo Wu's description, and subconsciously, he still thought that he should not be dead.

"What did you do later?, what happened to Xiao Jiu?" Luo Zifeng asked.

Luo Zixing sighed leisurely: "I just happened to meet, at that time, we were all chasing soldiers behind us, plus the sword in Xiao Jiu's hand, I thought of uniting together, and just walked down." ”

But Luo Zifeng looked at him, frowned, and asked, "When did you pull out the broken blade, didn't you tell you that you couldn't move it before the fortieth order?"

Luo Zixing gently took out the underworld, that is, the broken blade, put it on the table, and said softly, "How much do you know about it?"

Luo Zifeng picked up the knife and put it in his hand, the weight was not very heavy, but he knew that this was definitely not a matter of weight, but he didn't pull it out, evil soldiers, it's not like this.

"The secret of this knife. Even what I know now is only a small part, but let's say it now, we now seek revenge on Qianlianmen, which is only a trivial matter for its secret. Luo Zixing said, stretching out his hand.

Luo Zifeng keenly saw the gray line on his hand, and frowned even more: "What's the matter?"

"This knife was poisoned, and I was poisoned, but this poison was given 10,000 years ago. ”

Luo Zixing's words frightened Luo Zifeng, who would poison the evil soldiers 10,000 years ago?

However, their conversation did not continue, because Luo Zixing saw two people on the corner of the street, it was Wan Long and Zhang Zi, and it seemed that they had also come out to find food.

"Let's go, go back first, and tell you together when Xiao Jiu wakes up!" Luo Zixing said and stood up, ready to leave, even if he had all kinds of doubts, he could only suppress them in his heart for the time being, Luo Zifeng also stood up and followed Luo Zixing.

Facing Bandung, they were not surprised that the two of them came out, but after looking at them, they made sure that there was nothing serious, and asked them to bring some food back.

When he returned to the small courtyard, Qi Jiu hadn't woken up yet, but Yuan Lingxiang and Dali were also awake.

Dali's injuries were still very serious, and he was directly swept into the attack range of the three ghosts, and he was lucky to be able to leave a life. Even if it's good, it's not certain whether it will be disabled or something in the future.

Even now, his mind was not fully conscious, and he could barely pour in some liquid food, and could only watch him lie on the bed and hum in pain.

Yuan Lingxiang was just out of strength, and there was nothing to do after such a rest, let him take care of the force, Luo Zixing took Luo Zifeng to Qi Jiu's room.

Qi Jiu was still asleep, and the Cold Bone Sword was still difficult for her to bear, although she only used one move at that time, she also used all her strength, even more powerful than the previous overdraft.

So until now, Qi Jiu is still in a coma.

"How long will it take for her to wake up?" Luo Zifeng asked as he looked at Qi Jiu.

Now Qi Jiu looks even thinner, I really can't imagine that she used such a body to block them before, standing in front of such a monster, brave girl, it is really distressing.