At this moment, the Wen family's mansion was extremely silent, even the sound of insects had disappeared, a gust of wind blew, and only the red lanterns hanging under the eaves were swaying slightly.

Candles the size of a baby's arm burned in the hall, and the fireworks fluttered and jumped, illuminating the figure that was divided in two on the wall.

The laughter just now, the wine just now, and the desire and impulse just now were all poured down by a basin of ice water at this moment, and they were all cold from the outside to the inside.

Everyone is running, but for them, they are weak, their hands and feet are constantly calling, obviously the gate is in front of them, but one step away, it is the difference between life and death.

The smiling, knife-wielding demon, he's guarding the doorway, he's killing.

Men and women, old and young, guests, servants, anyone who came into his sight, were all mercilessly beheaded by the sword.

Or a knife to the head, or a knife in half.

He relentlessly draws the knife and reaps mercilessly.

In the audience, no one could stop him.

Miss Wen sat at the head of the banquet, her expression still a little sluggish.

What happened in front of her had such a big impact on her that she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Until there was a scream, and a bloody human head flew up in the air and rolled down the table in front of her, and the wide eyes seemed to be silently accusing:

Why?!

"Stop!

Miss Wen screamed in pain.

What's going on?

Why did a good feast turn into the bloody scene it is today, and the executioner with the knife turned out to be her own brother?

No!

It's not her brother, it's the devil!

A demon in her brother's skin!

"Who the hell are you?!"

Miss Wen stared at the knife-wielding young man in the hall with red eyes, and asked hysterically:

"What did you do to my brother?!"

The executioner stopped his knife, for there was no one left alive in the field.

His eyes turned blood-red with excitement and excitement, and the clean robe he had just changed into was soaked with blood, dripping with blood dripping from the corners of his clothes, and his feet were full of stumps and broken legs, and blood was bubbling red on the carpet.

He had never enjoyed such a painful killing.

All people are like lambs to the slaughter, he is like the heavens that judge all beings, and no one can escape his judgment.

That's power!

The power to rule everything!

The executioner raised the knife in his hand, looked around, and there was no one alive, and then he let out a perverted and affectionate laugh at Miss Wen:

"Sister, don't you know me? I'm Xiaojun, your younger brother Wen Zhengjun!"

"I'm back! From today on, you will be handed over to me to protect, I will protect you, and no one can bully you!"

Miss Wen shook her head bitterly: "No, you are not my younger brother, Xiaojun's people are honest and kind, they can't even kill a chicken, they won't be an executioner like you!"

Why are you the way Jun is?

What happened to my brother?"

"He is your younger brother Wen Zhengjun, the fake Wen Zhengjun. ”

A faint voice came from the depths of the night sky.

The sister and brother looked out the door and saw a handsome man in white clothes and a beautiful body appear behind the door.

The handsome man looks like he is only in his twenties, but he seems to be in his thirties, and his temperament is as mysterious as the night at this moment.

He stepped over the threshold and walked on a blood-stained carpet, but it was as if he was walking on a shining red carpet, with elegant steps and a look of neither joy nor sadness.

Seeing this person, Wen Zhengjun's face was straight, and he directly knelt on the ground with a pestle:

"I did, Master. ”

"Not bad. ”

The handsome man swept the corpses all over the hall and nodded with satisfaction:

"With their sacrificial swords, your ruthless slash can be initiated, get up. ”

"Thank you, Master. ”

Wen Zhengjun stood up.

He held a knife and followed behind the handsome man, his eyes flashing with blood-red light, bloodthirsty and impulsive.

"You are Xiaojun's sister, it's really the same as Xiaojun said, beautiful and dignified, heartwarming. ”

The handsome man walked up to Miss Wen and introduced himself:

"My name is Ying Tianqing, and now I am Xiaojun's master, and I may have to disturb you for a while in the next few days. ”

Miss Wen's expression at the moment was full of pain and helplessness.

No matter what kind of difficulties she obstructed, she was not afraid, she had to grit her teeth and hold on.

Because she still has to carry the expectations of this father and mother, and hand over the family business of the Wen family to her younger brother.

Her brother is all her support.

So her brother is gone, missing, she is anxious and panicked, she wants to find her brother.

When the younger brother came back.

But he has changed.

The brother in her heart was not the executioner in front of her.

Miss Wen stood up with difficulty, and the wine and food were all drugged, otherwise the people present were not without masters, but they were killed by Wen Zhengjun alone.

"Xiaojun, are you still my younger brother Xiaojun?"

Miss Wen looked at the young man covered in blood in front of her, and her lips trembled.

Wen Zhengjun nodded firmly towards Miss Wen:

"Sister, I will always be your younger brother Xiaojun. ”

"No, my brother is so kind, he is so kind to people, he won't be like you.

The people lying here are more or less your friends, your relatives, and they are all people who have helped me and helped you.

But they were all dead, at the hands of an inhuman executioner.

Is such a person still my brother?"

Miss Wen's tears flowed silently down her cheeks.

Wen Zhengjun said: "If I want strength, they have to die." Sister, their deaths are not worthless, and when they die, I can only become stronger.

Do you see how strong I am now, I can protect your sister. ”

Miss Wen looked at the longing and excitement in Wen Zhengjun's eyes, and gradually fell silent.

The younger brother in front of her became too strange, she looked at the handsome man, and said miserably:

"Why did my brother become like this, and what did you do to him?"

Ying Tianqing shook his head and said:

"I just taught him what power is. ”

"Now it seems that he has done his homework well, a little bloodshed can be exchanged for the progress of his own strength, why not do it, and he can worship me as a teacher.

Do you know how many people in this world can't ask for it?"

"Behold, the flowers of the earth are blooming. ”

Ying Tianqing walked up to Miss Wen, pulled her to her lap, picked up her chin and said a little frivolously:

"To be honest, your brother's qualifications are very poor, and I must have looked down on such an apprentice before.

But I was struck by his dedication to power.

Haha, you know what?

When he saw me that day, he fell to his knees in a rage and asked me to take him as an apprentice, and even his head was swollen.

I've never seen such a stupid child, isn't he afraid that I will kill him?

But I was in a good mood that day, so I gave him a little test. ”

Ying Tianqing grabbed the chopsticks that Miss Wen had used just now, and took a bite of the wine and food on the table that was spilled with blood, as for the medicine inside, this was the medicine he gave to Wen Zhengjun, how could it hurt him.

Miss Wen wanted to struggle, but was firmly held down by a large hand.

But the big hands were very disciplined and didn't do anything to her.

"Xiaojun, tell me by yourself what the test I gave you?"

Wen Zhengjun looked at Miss Wen, a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face, but he still said:

"Master let me soak in the manure tank for three days. ”