Le Wuwu saw that Xiao Bo's cuffs were instantly dyed red, and a five-inch-long wound on his wrist stretched across his entire forearm, and the wound was visible to the bone, and blood was dripping. The blood flowed down his hands to his fingertips, like a torrential rain sliding down from the corners of the eaves, and the roots were clearly determined to return to the earth with a strong will.

Xiao Boran endured the severe pain, leaned over and picked up the broken gun, "In this way, thank you to my dear brother, deigning to share the joys and sorrows with my brother." ”

He clenched his silver teeth as he spoke, but every word was unusually clear. The look was like a giant net that firmly grasped the person in front of him, but it seemed that he was not paying attention when he finally reeled in the line, allowing the fish to run clean.

Hate? It's a little complicated.

He lives in the shadow of the man in front of him, but who isn't? One is favored, and the stars hold the moon; A well-weathered and iron-clad one. But each other is a mountain that the other wants to pursue but can't climb all their lives, and a ditch that they want to cross but can't climb. And for Xiao Zhongliang, when he tore his face, he still had to rely on tricks to have a chance of winning. Even so, Xiao Zhongliang didn't think of asking others for help or reporting to the gods. He wants to solve it on his own, whether he lives or dies, after all, he can draw an end to this close and strange, warm but calculating brotherhood.

"Now, can't I beat you?" Xiao Zhongliang shouted, as if he was shouting for himself every day for the previous hundred years.

He came with his sword in hand.

Xiao Boran quickly propped himself up with a gun in one hand, raised his hand to push away Le Wuwu, who wanted to stop in the middle, and greeted him.

Even with this prohibition, it is a trick. Xiao Zhongliang still had to admit that his brother was too strong.

The one-handed gun was still dancing impermeably, and the red blood was scattered and splashed along the gun's wind, and it was a little cool on his face. One didn't pay attention, and the silver tip of the spear slashed across his chest, and just when he thought he was about to be disemboweled, he only heard a scream after a slight coolness.

He looked down at his chest, his shirt was cut five inches long, and he was only a little torn skin, and there was a slight blood oozing out. On the other side, Xiao Boran was half-kneeling on the ground with a spear on the ground, and he couldn't see his expression with his head down.

And Le Wuwu, not far behind, flashed left and right, pulling away Xiao Bo's dyed clothes.

The black clothes could not hide the blood gushing out, and a wound half an inch deep crossed his chest.

Xiao Zhongliang was so frightened that he took half a step back.

He had expected the ban, but it was not enough. He suddenly shuddered at the actions of His Highness the Sevenfold Heavens Divine Venerable.

Was it because he was his younger brother that he escaped? Still is? He didn't know. He just felt as if as soon as they were born, they were destined for the rest of their lives. He is just a pawn that controls Xiao Boran, and if necessary, he will cut off this bloodline with his own hands.

Le Wuwu tried to use the corners of his hand to suppress Xiao Boran's blood gushing out, and said in a trembling, almost pleading tone: "Don't fight, we won't fight." I'll go with you and let him go. ”

And the man with his exact face was desperately trying to stand up, saying hard that he couldn't do it.

He was suddenly touched. Is the pathetic person them or themselves?

Even though he grew up surrounded by the stars, and his mother cared for him as a bridge to connect with the gods, he was still the cornerstone of his mother's long dream.

He took a half-step back.

His status is respected, and he has never been wronged in the mortal world and the major immortal worlds in the name of God, but will anyone really protect him like this in times of crisis?

He took another half step back.

Now that he has activated this prohibition, the Divine Venerable must know that if there is no result, it will just wait for the Divine Venerable to end it in the lower realm.

He has no way back.

"It's too late." Xiao Zhongliang shook his head, "If the female monarch had been willing to make this decision earlier, it would not have come to this point. Now that the arrow is on the string, you and I can't help it. ”

He spread his hands and rose into the air. Under the sun, a long shadow fell on the ground, blocking the two of them tightly, like an eagle falcon flying 90,000 miles imprisoning the rabbit hunting in the shadows.

But he didn't see the colorful light reflected in the moist corners of his eyes, and the frown on his tightly closed eyes.

"Let's do it quickly."

As he recited a spell, he saw the long sword transform into countless small daggers, which surrounded him. Every time he swiped it, it left shallow blood marks on his white clothes like cat scratches.

But on Xiao Boran.

The shirt was clearly not torn in the slightest, but it was visible to the naked eye, and it gradually became wet.

At first, Xiao Boran's body only shook slightly, his brows furrowed and his teeth clenched.

He had suffered countless wounds, but he knew that even if he fell from the clouds and killed on the battlefield for three days and three nights, he would never be so embarrassed. Resisting the pain alone had already taken all his strength, let alone resisting.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it's Ling Chi.

"Come with him and live well." He struggled to raise his head, holding Le Wuwu's wrist and saying this.

God knows how hard it was for him to open his mouth, even before he had never thought of giving up on her. And now, he feels that he will never see the sun tomorrow again.

Joy saw despair and greed in this man's eyes for the first time. He used to be indifferent to everything, except for the playful light in his eyes when he teased her, he was like a wise man who saw the whole situation calmly and calmly.

The pain of despair, with the greed of looking at one less glance. Le Wuwu knew that he was desperate and had nothing to do.

Listening to the sound of the dagger slashing above became rapid, Xiao Boran also changed from frowning to twitching lips and then whimpering.

You know, even when his arm was bitten off, he never had such pain.

He tried to finish himself, but he couldn't even lift his wrist.

The soil beside him was red with blood, like a bloody rain, and the two of them knelt in the dark red plate.

"Ah Ran, just shout out if it hurts." Le Wuwu had tears in the corners of his eyes, "This time, let me protect you." ”

For the sake of mortals she doesn't know, she can spare her own life. What's more, it's him, who loves her so deeply.

She broke his fingers one by one, and she looked at the bloody fingerprints on her wrists.

"I'm going to break my promise to you, I can't listen to you anymore."

She stood up, biting the tip of her tongue hard and spitting out a mouthful of blood. On this day, there were bursts of thunder, and the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

Le Wuwu's eyebrows gradually brightened, and a red lotus mark was faintly revealed.

She looked up at Xiao Zhongliang in the sky above, and said calmly in a slightly vague voice: "Because without you, I can't live." ”

Without waiting for Xiao Boran to speak, he rose into the air.