Brother is always slapping his face

Helplessly, her intervention did not stop the two red-eyed men. With a wave of Lie Yun's arm, the ink hair spread out, his sleeves flew up, and the black devilish energy surged like a huge wave. Mo Shaokun's spiritual energy urged the sword to move. Furious, he shouted loudly and circled around with him, barely passing a few tricks.

But Qiangwei was in a miserable situation. She was blown away by the sudden strong demonic energy, her thin body was like a fallen leaf torn by a strong wind, screaming again and again, but fortunately she had extraordinary talent, mobilized her spiritual energy to resist, and when she fell heavily to the ground, her whole body was shining with purple light, Take a break, no bone damage, just a few scratches on the hand.

Lie Yun and Mo Shaokun had no intention of fighting, so they ran over to help her.

Lie Yun and Qiangwei were the closest, took a step ahead, knelt down on one knee, hugged her sister's shoulders with both hands, furiously said, "You don't want to die, just break in like this!"

Mo Shaokun stopped in his tracks, held his sword and watched them, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Qiangwei grabbed Lie Yun's sleeve with her small hands, stood up slowly with him, glanced at Mo Shaokun, and said in a pleading voice: "Brother, don't fight, I don't want you to have trouble."

After hearing these words, Lie Yun and Mo Shaokun felt complacent and fell silent.

"Brother, I don't have your decision-making and decisive power. The position of the leader of the demon clan belongs to you. I will leave the demon clan with Mo Shaokun." Qiangwei said what was in her heart.

Lie Yun unconsciously fought a cold war, his brows were sharp all of a sudden, his cold eyes fixed on Mo Shaokun and said: "My surname is Mo, do you really like my sister Qiangwei?"

Mo Shaokun was also startled when he heard the words, and subconsciously said "Ah!", as if he didn't react.

His performance and reaction made Lie Yun's brows deepen, and his tone was harsh: "This king asked if you really like my sister?"

Every word and every sentence seemed to be beating on Mo Shaokun's heart. What happened in the past few days completely surpassed his resemblance. He just didn't know how to answer.

When she raised her eyes, she inadvertently saw Qiangwei's timid little eyes, showing that helplessness and begging for help.

Lie Yun followed Mo Shaokun's gaze to Qiangwei, Qiangwei immediately changed her shy and timid face, and silently lowered her head.

"Yes, I like her." Mo Shaokun mustered up his courage, regained his confidence, and said seriously: "Yes, I like Qiangwei, and I am willing to take her away."

Goodness see you.Qiangwei breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, her eyes were full of touch and relief.

"Okay." Lie Yun followed bitterly: "Mo Shaokun, I can let you take Qiangwei away, but one day, this king will know that you treat her badly, so don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Brother." Qiangwei acted softly, feeling that her brother Lie Yun's advice was too harsh, and she felt embarrassed.

Afterwards, Qiangwei and Mo Shaokun really left the Demon Clan, Lie Yun ascended the throne, and the new Demon Lord subdued the demon tribes, large and small, by means of thunder. Also temporarily come to an end.

Husband Mo Shaokun kept his promise, and settled Qiangwei in a small village with beautiful mountains and clear waters, where there was no dispute with the world. He bid farewell to his master and went down the mountain to start a family. What I am looking for is a good girl who lends a helping hand in times of crisis, is courageous, resourceful, affectionate and righteous, and is also happy to find a good marriage for her apprentice.

The good times didn't last long, the new demon king was ambitious, and he couldn't stay with his half-sister, so he had to entrust her to someone else. His temperament became more violent and belligerent. In a fierce battle, he was besieged by the four immortal sects Scarred and dying.

He held his breath with spiritual power, just wishing to take a look at his dearest sister before leaving.

Thinking back to how much she was patient with him back then, he often carried the little her on his back to play in the world.

Buying delicious food, buying flowers for her to wear, watching jugglers performing traditional shows, Qiangwei laughed out loud, and whispered to him: "Brother...Brother...When I grow up, I want to marry you ...

The young man suddenly felt amused, turned his head to look at the innocent sister on his back, and said softly: "Little fool, brothers and sisters can't... um... can't get married..."

"Why?" The little girl pouted, feeling dissatisfied.

"Because...because they are of the same father and mother, so...so they cannot be married..." The boy patiently explained to her.

"No, when I grow up, I will marry my brother. My brother belongs to me..." the little girl said proudly and domineeringly, holding her brother's shoulders tightly with both hands.

"Haha..." The young man smiled brightly without retorting.

Qiangwei, I took your joke seriously.When I wanted to keep my promise, you fell in love with someone else.

What I want to say to you is hard to say, maybe you don’t want to hear it at all, anyway, as an elder brother, I have overcome obstacles for you, and from now on, you will be the supreme queen of our demon clan, this is what I can give you best gift ever...

And I still have a backhand, I hope I can help you in the future.

Lie Yun is on the collapse, looking at the flowers in front of his eyes, showing the picture of growing up with his only sister, Qiangwei, and growing up together. Her frowns and smiles, her agility and vivacity, she shouted crisply: "Brother...Brother ..."

"Xiaowei..." He stretched out his slender, beautiful and clean hand, and slowly reached out to the illusory shadow projected in his mind.

"Brother..." When his hand was hanging down, Qiangwei ran over desperately, threw herself at his side, knelt down on the ground, and cried into tears.

Lie Yun passed away with regret, and with one last glance, he finally saw the sister he had been thinking about, closed his eyes, and passed away.

Mo Shaokun didn't say anything, he knelt down on one knee, hugged her tightly in his arms, and let her cry bitterly, venting her sadness.

Later, when I was six years old, the four great immortal sects did not let go of their mother who wholeheartedly led the demons to recuperate, so they formed an alliance to aggressively attack the demons with a fierce attack. , Beheaded and killed, leaving no room, blood flowed like a river.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhannan couldn't help but clenched his hands into fists, and slammed heavily under a pear tree that was hugged by two people, shaking off a few delicate petals, and with bloodthirsty eyes, he wished he could avoid the restricted area where idlers in front of him would not enter. , that solemn and lifeless Haoran Residence was destroyed with his own hands.

"Who's there!" Two tall and straight disciples walked up with their swords in hand, their faces stained with frost.

After being discovered, Mo Zhannan panicked and wanted to escape.

Two disciples were agile, one on the left and the other on the right, surrounded him. One disciple had a cold temperament, his facial features were like knives and axes, and the tip of his sword pointed directly at the center of Mo Zhannan's eyebrows. He reprimanded him in a stern voice: "Who are you? Look What are you doing so sneakily here, hiding here?"

The swords are tense, the air seems to freeze, and even the wind in the mountains is not free.

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