. "Brother..." The baby had walked to him at some point and gently pulled his clothes, timid, worried, and afraid... Looking at the figure lying in his arms, she bit her lower lip and asked in a crying voice: "Sister Yaoer, is she... injured?"

"No, she... fell asleep."

Long Wei's body shook violently.

"Really...really?" The baby bit his lip hard, holding back his tears from crying, but crystal tears gushed out from the corners of his eyes like a fountain.

"Xiao'er..." Long Wei walked behind him and patted his shoulder lightly. At that moment, he felt his body was so cold that it was like a corpse that had been frozen for thousands of years.

"Don't suppress men, cry." Looking at his son who was so calm and indifferent that he was terrible, Long Wei closed his eyes, raised his head, and endured the sourness of his eyes.

In the silence of death, Feng Yao lay quietly in Feng Xiao's arms, quiet as if she was a beautiful painting. There was no fear of death on her face, only deep nostalgia and a faint relief... Are you relieved by his mother or relieved by his safety and safety?

He knelt there blankly, staring at her face with empty eyes. Slowly, his tears flowed down his cheeks, scarlet, blood!

"ah!!!!!!!!!"

The shrill roar was like the crying blood of the ape, making the night sky sad. The blood-clogged tears fell onto her chest one by one... I never cried during countless painful tortures, I never cried during countless hell training, I never cried when I was betrayed by the woman I loved, and I never cried when I was fostered by the adoptive father. I never cried when he left... At this moment, blood and tears gushed.

"Xiao'er..." Chu Yingying knelt beside him, tremblingly stretched out her hands, trying to wipe away the blood marks on his face.

"Get out!!!"

A powerful force knocked Chu Yingying out ruthlessly. With a heartbreaking roar, Feng Xiao hugged Feng Yao's body and rushed out of the Long Family Courtyard like crazy, disappeared into the night, and sprinkled with hideous blood marks. At the same time, the sound of the baby crying and the footsteps she chased out sounded sadly in the Long Family Courtyard.

Chu Yingying sat on the ground with empty eyes, staring at the big stall of blood on the ground.

"Why... Why God treats us like this... Why..."

A little blood flowed from Long Wei's right hand tightly. He walked to Chu Yingying and helped her up, and called softly: "Yingying, be strong... It's not your fault. If even you collapse, what will our children do?"

Chu Yingying covered her face with her hands and cried loudly.

Long Wei didn't say anything anymore. After patting her back for a while, he walked out of the hall door.

Chu Yingying gradually stopped crying. She walked to the dazzling blood stain, squatted down, and picked up the photo that was blown away in the explosion with her trembling hands.

The photos describe the beautiful smiles of several girls one by one, their splendid charm, their clever smiles... They are well-behaved and greasy beside him... Feng Yao is so beautiful that it seems that she should not exist in the world. In the photos, her gentle smile is enough to make the sun and the moon look dim.

These photos are all from the mysterious birthday gifts and the heavy little box. They record the warm life of several girls and him, and the growth process of Feng Xiao and Feng Yao from childhood to adulthood... Some of them are complete, some are blown out of recognition, and some are stained with blood. She picked them up one by one, wiped them carefully, and cried with a smile.

An old figure leaned against the wall, looking at the dark sky woodenly, as if dead.

The heavy footsteps approached the old man. Long Wei glanced at the old man who was so familiar that he could not be more familiar with him, and closed his eyes in pain.

"Uncle Wang, you have been to my Long family for many years." He asked with a vicissitudes of voice leaning against the wall.

“Sixty-two years.”

"How old are you today..."

"Sixty-seven years old." He replied dullly.

"Why!" Long Wei closed his eyes and sighed.

"I'm sorry to the Long family." He said decadently, his eyes empty. In more than 60 years, the first move was also the only move, and he failed. The Long family was safe and sound, but he ruined an innocent girl.

"Twenty-one years ago, the leak of that matter..."

"It's me."

A heavy punch hit the wall, and blood splattered everywhere in Long Wei's right hand.

"Haha...haha...hahaha!" He supported the wall with his hands and laughed wildly in pain. There was a deep sadness in his laughter.

"At the age of five, my grandfather adopted me, grew up with my father, and took care of everything I have ever taken care of me since I was a child, and taught me how to be a human being... Although you are my personal servant, my father always treats you as half a brother and half a friend, and I always treat you as half a father and half a teacher..."

Uncle Wang sat there motionlessly, like a weathered mummy. But his old eyes were filled with tears.

"I lost my beloved son back then. We suspected everything within the family... but we didn't doubt you... I didn't expect... I didn't expect..."

He wanted to cry, but he wanted to laugh... laughed at his own stupidity, laughed at this great irony, laughed at the fate of this bitch.

"Young Master... Let me die..."

"You are not qualified to call me Young Master!" A pistol was pressed against Wang Bo's head. At this time, Long Wei had no longer had his usual calmness and calmness. The muscles on his face were twitching, his heart was twitching, and his right hand holding the gun was trembling constantly.

"The Emperor sixty-two years ago, Tokugawa Ichisa... sent me here." Without Longwei asking, he said it blankly, his eyes without focal length were dead.

Long Wei sneered: "I endured it for a full sixty-two years. With my trust in you, you have countless opportunities to kill me during this period. Why did you choose today... Why is it today!!"

He hoped that the person who died was himself. Even if he died, his father could stand up immediately to support everything. The consequences caused by the death of that poor girl were unimaginable. He was his son, the Blood Emperor Yingfeng, and the Shura! Once the Blood Emperor Yingfeng loses his mind, with his terrifying skills, who can stop him!

And... the family affection that had just been connected was completely broken by the explosion. Perhaps from that moment just now, he would only have hatred for the Long family...

"What they want is a spy who provides them with information... If I exposed it early, it will be difficult for another person to reach my position... But... Whether it is the real world or the world of reincarnation, the young master is too powerful... The emperor is afraid... he can't bear it anymore, so he let me get rid of him at all costs... Otherwise..."

"Otherwise... what kind of threat is that you will remember when you are five years old and will never forget it for a whole sixty-two years!" Long Wei asked with red eyes.

Uncle Wang did not answer and said slowly: "It's too difficult to see the young master. I dare not miss this opportunity. But... I lost... the Long family Tianyou... I'm sorry for that girl."

Long Wei took back his pistol, turned around silently, "Take him away."

Several members of the Feng Group, who were panicked, rushed forward immediately and raised the old man who had completely lost his strength.

"Let me die..." The mission failed, and he and his family would die, and his relationship with the Long family for so many years was completely cut off. At this time, he was completely disappointed and only wanted to die.

"You can't die... Only my son is qualified to decide on your life and death."

"Go and check every corner, and all the places he might have been to see if there are any other liquid bombs." After leaving a cold sentence, Long Wei left with heavy steps.

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On her 18th birthday, he hugged her tightly, word by word, his eyes flowing like water, vicissitudes and distant, "In order to hug you, I can give everything. Even if my heart is always dark, you are my only light!"

Her happy and warm smile and faint shame at that time seemed to appear clearly before his eyes again, and then became blurry... and blurry again...

He thought that one day he might suddenly lose his life, that one day he would lose everything he got... but he never thought that she would leave him. Because he dared not, he never dared to think about how he should live without Yao'er's world.

From childhood to adulthood, her figure filled his world. She always stayed by his side gentlely and gracefully, following him like his shadow, taking care of him, and accompanying him. Everything she did was for him... He is her life, her whole world.

He slowly got used to her softness and perfection... until he suddenly lost her... He was afraid, despair, the world collapsed, heart-wrenching...

Even if I am the Blood Emperor Shadow Wind that everyone fears, even if I am the Shura who makes the world tremble, even if I will have huge wealth that is as rich as a country... So what... Without you sharing it with me, what can I do if I get the world...

Yao'er, my brother was wrong, really wrong...

Fengxiao, which was aimlessly floating in the night sky, was desolate and burst into tears... In front of him, there seemed to be a red color, and it seemed to be a gray color... until... it was pitch black... holding her still bleeding body, he fell from the air.

Bang ~~

A string in my heart suddenly broke, and the chaotic aura in my body became more solid in the chaos... In despair, the entrance was suddenly broken, and the Chaos Decision directly broke through to the fifth level.

But...so what...

He could not feel anything except Yao'er in his arms... Perhaps there was nothing to shake his heart as if he was dead.
Chapter completed!