Yuan Zhisheng was silent. He stared at his younger brother standing in the fire, feeling particularly familiar, as if he was really back.

But that was not the Yuan Zhinu he remembered. The younger brother in his memory should be cowardly. He was very gentle and obedient and well-behaved. However, the Yuan Zhinu who was stabbed in front of him looked like he didn't know him.

Although his appearance is not much different from Yuan Chin's memory, Yuan Chinsheng still feels strange to him.

"You have changed a lot."

Yuan Zhisheng's voice became hoarse, and the memories of the past were like nightmare to him. Now Yuan Zhinu was standing in front of him again, and he, the brother, could not let go.

"Has I changed..." Yuan Chinen looked up slightly and looked at the burning ceiling. The ceiling was burning quietly, which reminded him of the hot stars in the summer nights in the mountains. He smiled slightly, "No, it's just that we have been separated for too long."

Yuan Zhisheng was silent. They had indeed not met for too long.

Yuan Zhisheng also always thought that Yuan Zhinu had disappeared from this world. His memories of Yuan Zhinu were mixed. He could think of his brother's well-behaved smile, his shy appearance in front of others, and his cruelty when he became a ghost.

It is this mixed memory that made Yuan Zhisheng's impression of Yuan Zhinu linger between good and bad. It was like a jar of rice wine stored in a dark place and fermented and deteriorated. In the end, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't figure it out.

In fact, he didn't need to figure this out, because no matter whether Yuan Zhinu was right or wrong, he was already dead.

What is death?

It just doesn't exist, it's gone.

No matter what Yuan Zhinu is like in Yuan Zhisheng's memory, it is just something nothingness.

Yuan Zhisheng can remember his brother's goodness at any time, his obedient and well-behavedness at any time, and he can also remember his badness at any time. He is the devil who killed many girls.

But now, when Yuan Zhinv stood in front of Yuan Zhisheng again, the accumulated memories were constantly being turned up, and even Yuan Zhinv himself could not recognize them.

"Brother, all encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation."

Yuan Zhinu walked towards Yuan Zhisheng, and Yuan Zhisheng's expression was extremely complicated. He stood there, and the footsteps echoing in the hall were getting closer and closer.

Yuan Chinen hugged her brother gently, her face filled with happiness.

"Brother, don't worry about the good or bad things in the past. Maybe we missed it. Then even if we are even, will we start over? I am still your younger brother, and you are still my brother, just like Izanami and Izanaki walked around the pillar of fate and started over again."

Yuan Zhisheng was still a little uncomfortable. He always thought that Yuan Zhinu was a ghost of revenge in this world.

But now, he was just sticking to his side, his smile as always, and the warmth within reach was like what he had once snuggled up to, a familiar heartbeat.

"Brother, you have done a good job. You are worthy of the justice in your heart. You have killed enough ghosts. You don't need to prove anything to this world. You are now the most perfect Yuan Zhisheng."

Yuan Zhisheng gradually stretched out his hand and slowly hugged his younger brother tightly.

yes.

Yuan Zhisheng actually didn't care much about responsibilities, righteousness, etc. He suddenly realized that what he wanted to protect from the beginning and end was nothing he cared about, such as a family affection.

Maybe they can go to the beach in France together, Yuan Zhisheng can go to sell sunscreen oil, and Yuan Zhinu can go to the Golden Hall of Vienna to show off his outstanding performance talents.

The two of them stay away from this bizarre world, away from the dragon clan, away from power and power. They will have good-looking wives and can live in large houses, and no longer have to worry about their livelihoods.

Such days made Yuan Zhisheng fascinated.

He really hoped that there would be a plane to Vienna now, and the two of them immediately boarded the plane and fled Japan, a place of right and wrong.

"Children, thank you." Yuan Zhisheng hugged his younger brother tightly.

"Thank me? I didn't do anything." Yuan Zhinu smiled slightly, Yuan Zhisheng stared at his younger brother. Now Yuan Zhinu has indeed faded away from his former youth and turned from an ugly duckling to a white swan.

"I think, I can finally do what I want to do. Do you want to be with me? If you want, we will leave together. We go to France, which is the capital of art, where we are not bound by anyone, and we can live well by our own strength."

"Brother, are you going to give up your family?"

"That's not my family, never, it's the cage that binds me. I'm like a bird in a cage. Everyone praises me for my good voice and looks cute and elegant. I'm also indulging in it. I think my existence is funny, but now I finally realize that embracing the sky and freedom, indulging in nature is the meaning of my existence."

"Yes, brother, nothing can bind us and bind our actions."

"Then let's leave here now!"

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes were shining, and the excitement and desire in his heart became stronger and stronger. He would have been able to get off at peace earlier than he could. He pulled Yuan Zhinu back, but Yuan Zhinu did not move.

He turned around and saw Yuan Chiu shook his head gently.

Yuan Zhisheng's expectation gradually faded, and he opened his mouth, "Don't you want to?"

"It's not that I don't want to, but..." Yuan Zinn smiled bitterly, tears gradually rolled down, and his makeup was covered with the corners of his eyes. He said: "It's very difficult. Embracing freedom requires a lot of money. I am a puppet who is manipulated."

"Puppet?" Yuan Zhisheng didn't understand Yuan Zhinu's meaning. He said seriously: "No one can manipulate us, we are born free!"

"He's here..."

Yuan Zhinu's face turned pale. Yuan Zhisheng held the ancient knife and looked around vigilantly. There was obviously no one here, there was a hellish tragic image, with flames and hot smoke everywhere. Except for the two monsters, no one would have been here for ten seconds.

A wonderful sound of chongzi came from all directions, as if the monks in the temple were saving dead people.

"ah!"

Yuan Zhinu suddenly shot her head and screamed. Yuan Zhisheng hugged her younger brother. He looked panicked and shouted beside him: "What's wrong with you!"

"He's here, he's here!"

"Who is here!"

"The King General...ahhhhhh!!!"

Yuan Zhinu had a split headache, and the scene in front of her suddenly appeared a large blank space.

He could only hear Yuan Zhisheng shouting loudly in his ears. The burning ceiling seemed to have a thousand suns, and a thousand suns were rolled together, like a milk halo poured on coffee, circle by circle, the whole world became strange and abstract.

Yuan Zhisheng hugged Yuan Zhinu, but Yuan Zhinu's body struggled in his arms uncontrollably. At this time, Yuan Zhisheng had only one name in his mind.

Wang General...

Who is Wang Jiang?

Why can he manipulate Yuan Zhinu? Aren’t they all belonging to fierce ghosts?

"I'll take you to the hospital!"

Yuan Zhisheng pulled Yuan Zhinu hard, but Yuan Zhinu's power exceeded Yuan Zhisheng's imagination.

Yuan Chie was like a crazy Spanish calf, and his thin body burst out with unimaginable power. Yuan Chiesheng was thrown onto the burning wall by a force. A piece of his clothes was instantly burned. Yuan Chiesheng took off the burning clothes, revealing the white lining.

At this time, Yuan Zhinu was roaring wildly in the hall of flames. He made a wild beast-like voice, which made Yuan Zhisheng extremely frightened. He could clearly see Yuan Zhinu's face changing little by little.

Countless purple blood vessels appeared on his face, densely packed, as if they were poisoned, and his eyes also turned into golden vertical pupils, which is a feature that only the dragon clan has.

He is in Longhua!

This is a possibility that Yuan Zhisheng thought of.

But he was so stupid that he suddenly transformed into a dragon.

"Bird girl!"

Yuan Zhisheng rushed over desperately, but Yuan Zhinu glanced at Yuan Zhisheng coldly while struggling. He waved his hand to pat Kaiyuan Zhisheng. Yuan Zhisheng took a few steps back, Yuan Zhinu's eyes were filled with sharp murderous intent.

But he was struggling and resisting. He was telling Yuan Zhisheng with his eyes to stay away from himself.

Yuan Zhisheng could not understand such power. He was frightened and worried that Yuan Zhinu would become the ghost he used to be.

But they finally met. Are they going to separate again after meeting each other?

While he was struggling to walk or not, Yuan Chinv took the initiative to walk towards the collapsed theater gate.

"Where are you going!"

Yuan Zhisheng stepped forward to stop him, but Yuan Zhinu suddenly turned around. A knife was hidden in his strange eyes. The hot wind swept past, and the flames burst out. The beams above his head collapsed and blocked Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinu at the end of the flames.

"No! You are not allowed to go anywhere. You have to go to France with me. We agreed!"

Yuan Zhisheng stomped his feet, and he tried to use his knife to split the flames and use his strength to open a way. But the flames were like a group of ferocious ancient beasts, constantly rushing out from around, tearing Yuan Zhisheng's clothes, tearing his flesh and blood, and burning his tears.

The fire almost swallowed up the entire Kabuki throne, and burning wood fell above his head. Yuan Zhisheng was in the sky with rain of fire, and the fire beside him swallowed everything around him.

He looked at the sound engulfed by the fire with red eyes, and a sense of despair and loneliness rose from the bottom of his heart.

"younger brother..."
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