Back Off, Let Me Come

"Qiu Dalang is killing people and killing people."

Xu Jie was indifferent to Qiu Cheng's death, but Wu Xian was deeply saddened. He was also from an aristocratic family and was used to the drama of brotherly feuding. The previous conflicts between the Qiu brothers were well-known gossip, so he naturally believed that Qiu Cheng was forced to death by Qiu Dalang.

"What did Mr. Xian say about 'killing people and killing the heart'?" Mrs. Mi Zi had just finished embroidering the last stitch of her pajamas. She raised her hand to call her son who was endorsing the book, and was about to let him try to see if it would fit. She vaguely heard Wu Xian say. What, but I didn’t hear it clearly.

"Speaking to my husband, Qiu Dalang, he suffered a lot at the hands of Qiu Erlang, but he didn't expect that the situation would turn around. Now, let him seize the opportunity and get rid of the eyesore Qiu Erlang without any blood... My brother has come to this point... ..." Wu Xian's eyes fell on the warm interaction between mother and son. He didn't know what he thought of, and the cold smile at the corner of his mouth gradually faded, "It's so embarrassing."

Mrs. Mizi didn't know who Qiu Dalang and Qiu Erlang were, but she knew that they were brothers and that one of them had stabbed the other. This information was enough. It's probably the words "brothers who hate each other" that stimulated Wu Xian's most sensitive nerve——

As he got older, his two legitimate sons also began to have little ones of their own, and their mother clan interfered and instigated them. The two brothers would have conflicts from time to time, and they never looked down upon the younger siblings in the family, and they often got into trouble. Calling and drinking.

Wu Xian repeatedly tried to discipline them, but the two sons had reached their most rebellious age. No matter whether Wu Xian "moved with emotion and learned with reason" or used his identity as a father to suppress them, the results were very little. Even when Wu Xian took action to clean up the villains around the two brothers, they rebounded even more fiercely.

Especially the second son, he quarreled with him in public more than once.

He even ridiculed Wu Xian.

[A father wants his son to be at peace with his brother? 】The second son is a brave warrior. He is already a man at a young age. His appearance combines the advantages of his parents. He is strong and handsome. Perhaps it is because of his heart. His face is a bit mean. 【Can you teach me by words and deeds? 】

One sentence made Wu Xian so angry that his blood pressure skyrocketed.

The second son asked Wu Xian to demonstrate [teaching by words and deeds], but Wu Xian used thunderous means to fight against the brothers. After winning, he used the Wu family as the foundation and has been operating for many years to build his current business. I can't even do that, how can I expect my son to be harmonious?

Mrs. Mizuo knew Wu Xian's taboos, so she didn't raise her children with any thought of how they would prosper or be talented. Instead, she taught them over and over again that they must be in harmony with each other.

It was this move that made her stand out from the crowd of concubines, and Wu Xian loved her for many years. Mrs. Mi was always courteous and prudent, and never showed any signs of favor from her parents.

Wu Xian now likes brothers, friends and brothers.

Seeing that he was in a low mood, Mrs. Mi gave her son a veiled look. The younger son understood and pestered Wu Xian, smiling innocently: "Father, what do you think of my son's pajamas? It was given by my mother-in-law." My son sewed it with his own hands.”

Wu Xian glanced at it: "It's a bit big."

The youngest son said: "Then let the fourth brother wear it."

The "fourth brother" he calls and his younger son are both born to Mrs. Mi Zang, and the two brothers have a really good relationship.

Wu Xian teased him.

"Why don't you let me change it again?"

"But fourth brother is more suitable. There is no need to change."

Wu Xian's smile grew wider: "Then you're gone?"

The younger son said: "My mother loves her son, so he will."

Wu Xian picked up his youngest son. He obviously liked this answer in his heart, but he still teased his son: "Your mother-in-law loves you, but my father also loves your mother-in-law. I don't have it anymore."

The younger son's eyebrows drooped in frustration, making Wu Xian laugh heartily. Mrs. Mi looked at the father and son and smiled lightly.

Wu Xian teased his son and spent the night lovingly with his concubine.

The candle on Madam's side stayed on all night.

This night, it's fifteen.

When Wu Xian's subordinates learned the news, although their reactions varied, they all noticed Shen Tang, who was quietly growing in power, and regarded him as a threat that had to be guarded against. Those who are close to Shen Tang are more or less ostracized overtly or covertly.

For example, Xu Jie and Zhao Feng.

Because the former could not reach a unified opinion on the ownership of Heyin County, they had traveled less and less with Tianhai in the past two years, and Xu's attitude was not as positive as before. The latter was often ostracized because he was not a general of the Tianhai line.

Perhaps due to the same situation, the Xu and Zhao families moved around more frequently, which in turn eased the conflict between Qin Li and Xu Jie.

Yi Ru, Zhang He.

When the news came, Huang Lie and Zhang He were drinking and talking.

After listening to the content of the message, the two people had different expressions.

Huang Lie played with the wine cup and said thoughtfully: "Gongxi Qiu is a member of the Gongxi tribe. His talent is combined with the secret skills of the Gongxi tribe. It is normal for him to gain such strength at such an age, but what about this Shen Youli?" What's going on? Everything is weird..."

Zhang He frowned and said nothing.

Huang Lie made a guess and asked, "Could it be that this boy is another 'Gongxi Qiu' or another 'Shaochong'?"

Shaochong, Gu Ren’s precious thirteenth brother.

When the Alliance Army fought against Zheng Qiao, this man contributed a lot, but after killing people, he would cut the corpses into pieces with his bare hands without distinguishing between friend and foe.

Zhang He just shook his head silently: "It's hard to say."

Shen Youli has Gong Xiqiu's talent and strength, but he doesn't have the side effects of Shaochong, and he won't go crazy and lose his mind easily.

Huang Lie smiled and said, "We'll find out when we meet one day."

Go south, Guren.

When Gu Ren received the news, he only glanced at it and put it aside.

It’s not that I don’t want to care, but—

A terrifying majestic and violent energy rushed in all directions. As soon as Gu Ren stabilized the shaking desk and documents, the next moment the ground began to tremble violently, the beams creaked, and dust fell rustling. Gu Ren's face turned dark and he staggered out of the door of the chamber.

"Something is going wrong, my lord——"

Gu Ren interrupted: "I saw it!"

"Don't rush into the general -"

Gu Ren said: "Go now!"

When he arrived, several other sworn brothers were guarding here. Each one defends one side, which is described as embarrassing. The courageous warriors are rewarded, while the literary scholars are hollowed out. In the center is the thirteenth brother lying on the ground, screaming in pain, his clothes torn to pieces.

The originally smooth wheat-colored skin turned strangely red, as if it had been boiled in boiling water. There were "pustules" bulging out on his skin. As these "pustules" traveled around his body, his expression became more and more ferocious. He grabbed the ground with his fingers and sunk deep into it.

puff--

A "pustule" breaks into pieces and splashes out. If you look carefully, where is the "pus"? It is clearly a "meat worm". Every time a ball came out, Shao Chong's expression softened a little.

When his energy was exhausted, he rolled his eyes.

Lying on the ground, not knowing whether to live or die.

Gu Ren stepped forward and put his clothes on Shao Chong. Chao Lian, the twelfth brother, stepped forward. There was blood on the corner of his mouth and he was holding his chest. He was obviously seriously injured: "Brother, if this continues, if the thirteenth brother breaks out next time, we may not be able to suppress it. "

Shaochong's strength has improved too quickly.

The Battle of Xiaocheng was still the 13th-level mid-level update, and now it is the 15th-level junior high-level update. This is still in a calm state. If it enters the boiling blood state, it can be forcibly entered into the sixteenth level. This kind of strength can no longer be suppressed by their brothers.

Gu Ren's way of being a scribe has a miraculous effect.

But I have overdrafted too much in the past few times.

"There is still one month until the next time, and we will always find a way... We have persisted to this point, and we can't give up no matter what." Looking at the brothers, he said gently, "You also go down and recover well, or else Thirteen will wake up. It’s time to blame myself again.”

Everyone responded, but the sixth brother looked struggling.

"Brother, do you want to take Shisan to see Zhang He?"

This proposal was flatly rejected by Gu Ren.

"no!"

Chao Lian said: "What's the difference between this and a sheep entering a tiger's mouth? Zhang He and Huang Lie are close, and Huang Lie's heavy shield warrior is..."

The voodoo in Shaochong's body, the voodoo in Wu Guo that Zhang He had studied, and Huang Lie's heavy shield warrior were raised by voodoo... the voodoos of the three are inextricably related. Shaochong is too special. His strength comes from the Gu, but not just because of the Gu. Which force leader doesn't want to copy on a large scale, but there is only one Shaochong in the world, and he is the only one.

He cannot be copied.

The sixth brother said helplessly: "He won't be able to survive the next time..."

The result of being unable to hold on is to explode and die.

Chao Lian thought of someone: "Maybe Gong Xiqiu..."

After saying that, he denied it again.

Gong Xiqiu has been rushing to kill Shao Shao, so it is impossible for him to agree to help. Even if he agrees, where can he find him now?

Shaochong didn't know the worries of his brothers. When he woke up, his whole body was dry and comfortable, his clothes were brand new, and when he smelled it carefully, there was still the scent of medicine that concentrated and meditated. Just as I was thinking about what happened before I fell into coma, my stomach made a loud growling sound.

"Thirteen, are you awake?"

"Brother Twelve!" Shao Chong jumped up.

Chao Lian avoided his bear hug.

"Are you so energetic just after waking up?"

Shaochong rubbed his stomach: "Brother Twelve, I'm hungry."

Chao Lian said: "Ask the servants to go to the east kitchen to prepare it for you."

Shaochong pursed his lips and said pitifully: "But Thirteen wants to eat fried cypress from East Street, braised green onion buns from West Street, sugar from South Street, North Street... There seems to be nothing to eat in North Street..."

Chao Lian touched the head of Shao Chong, who was a little taller than him, and shook his money bag: "I know you're greedy, let's go."

In the next breath, he let out an ouch.

He almost got pushed to the ground by a bear hugging a tiger from Shao.

The land governed by Gu Ren was also considered prosperous.

Shaochong ate it in his mouth, held it in his arms, and looked at it with his eyes. Chao Lian followed behind him and was responsible for paying. After Shaochong was three-thirds full, the two brothers found a street stall and sat down. Shaochong pushed his favorite food towards Chao Lian: "Brother Twelve, try this. This one is delicious, that one is delicious too..."

Chao Lian tasted it slowly.

As I ate, I noticed it was a little quiet.

Why doesn't Shaochong stop talking?

When he looked up, he saw his thirteenth brother turning to look at someone.

Chao Lian looked over.

Next to the stall stood a thin young man.

Dark, long eyelashes, white skin, red lips.

Wearing an extremely wide dark green robe, the skirt and cuffs of the robe are painted with golden mysterious patterns, and the rest of the body is covered with imperceptible dark embroidery patterns. A girdle is tied around the waist, and a stick made of intertwined old wood is inserted behind the waist, with red flowers swaying.

The target of Shaochong's sight was the little red flower.

Quietly stretched out his hand.

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