Chapter 689 It's so fucking painful

The big dog poured the last sip of wine into his mouth and drank it dry in one breath.

He rarely drinks alcohol and loves to eat meat.

He threw the wine bag on the ground, and then he slowly took out a paper bag from his arms and opened it. It was a piece of braised pork inside, which was fragrant. The meat was obviously ripe, but there was bright red blood on it. Perhaps it was because of the fresh blood that there was a hint of heat on the cold braised pork.

He raised his hand and took a big bite on the braised meat solemnly and seriously, as if... was worshiping. A trace of blood was left on the corner of his mouth... his own blood.

"pity……"

He frowned and looked down at the hole in his heart.

"It's so fucking painful... It's a pity that this quick-good meat is a famous Song Ji braised pork in Yongzhou City. Although it's not as good as the Yunjian in Chang'an City, it's really good... It hurts, so it's not even good to eat meat. I've picked this quick-good beef for a long time before I chose it, without any meat tendons or fat..."

With a click, the flesh in his hand fell to the ground.

Then there is his body.

The big dog sat down softly and pressed the wound on his chest with his hands: "I have to block it for a while because I haven't finished saying anything... I remember what I taught you before. If you get hurt, cover the wound and live for a while... and live for a while, you will have more hope..."

Murong Lian's face was as pale as paper, and his hand holding the dagger was trembling so violently. He took several steps back, not daring to look at the big dog's eyes.

"Brother... I know you want to kill me... How could I not know? You have long been blinded by the desire in your heart and have forgotten everything. You have forgotten... I can smell murderous aura. From the moment I met you, I knew you were going to kill me."

With a click, what fell this time was the dagger in Murong Lian's hand.

"Then why don't you avoid it!"

Murong Lian roared with red eyes.

"Because... I really want to know if you will stab this knife... Brother, I have said a lot before. Actually, I want to tell you that some things are more important than restoring the country. At least in my heart, you are more important than restoring the country, and more important than myself. I have been waiting for what choice you will make. I am very nervous, nervous and kept covering up with a smile... It turns out... you can really stab this knife."

With a plop, Murong Lian knelt down.

"Brother..."

He raised his head, his eyes full of tears: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! It's you who told me that you have given up restoring the country and you don't want to be an emperor! That's why I fight so desperately, because you don't want to bear the hatred of our Murong family anymore, so I'm the only one! For so long, I have always thought that you were the one who helped me revive the Da Shang Dynasty! But now you tell me... you are going to be the emperor..."

"It's all your fault!"

He roared with red eyes.

"Blame me..."

The big dog smiled and wanted to raise his hand to touch his younger brother, but he couldn't reach it.

"Brother, when you said that you were peeing on my back, your murderous aura disappeared... At that moment, I was very happy, really happy. I knew that being an emperor was your greatest dream, and as long as I was alive, you felt that I would definitely prevent you from becoming an emperor. Although I have never thought about it like this, after all, I am the last prince of Da Shang."

"So, I don't blame you..."

"Ahem"

The big dog coughed a few times, and because of the pain, the muscles on his face were twisted together: "What I want to tell you is that after I die, you should immediately go and explain to Fang Jie, and ask you to lead a team of people to fight by yourself. Don't have too much contact with Fang Jie... No one can hide it from him, even if you are really similar to me, even the sound is so similar... For the past twenty years, he and I have been together almost every day, and you can't deceive him."

"Don't say it again!"

Murong Lian pointed at the big dog and roared: "I don't allow you to say anything more!"

"I can't say it soon... I used to give in to you, but now you let me once..."

The big dog smiled and looked at the piece of meat on the ground: "I don't know why. Before I came, I would buy a large piece of meat in the city. Perhaps from a long time ago, I had already prepared to die in your hands. When I was fleeing with Fang Jie, I even thought that if I died on the way to escape, it might not be a good thing for you. You will no longer have any concerns or conflicts and pain in your heart, and you will wholeheartedly do what you want to do."

"It hurts so much..."

This is the second time that Big Dog has said this.

I don’t know if he is talking about his heart or his heart.

"I am your elder brother."

The big dog smiled and tried his best to make himself smile more beautiful. But he was not born beautifully. How could a beautiful smile appear on his face, which was twisted by pain, at this time? However, his smile was so clean that nothing could be compared to this world.

"When we escaped, I told myself that I must make you live happier, and even if I die, I must make you live happier..."

He asked Murong Lian with a smile: "Now, are you happy?"

Murong Lian was stupid there, like a sculpture.

"I'm... almost out of reach..."

The big dog gasped and looked down, and blood flowed out like a stream from the gap of his fingers.

"It seems that there are still many things to explain... Remember, I love eating meat, but you don't like it. It may be painful to wear it in the future, but you have to wear it. Remember to change into my clothes. This leather robe has not been changed for many years. It is full of my taste, which can help you hide it from some people. I seem to have done this purpose intentionally since a long time ago. This leather robe is a gift I left to you... I have always owe you... a gift for coming-of-age gift..."

"I have a letter on my sleeve. It is written to you. It contains the names and appearances of the main generals of the Black Flag Army and my subordinates. It is written in detail... I just said that you are impulsive and cannot do a good job. Since you have decided to kill me, at least you have to understand everything I have in the Black Flag Army before starting... That's why I said, you are too radical. I said I will be the emperor for a few years first. If you are calm, I will give it to you, but you... don't understand what I mean..."

Murong Lian, tears fell like rain.

"In addition to Fang Jiemu's little waist and Chen Qingfan, it is not difficult for you to hide from others. Since Fang Jie asked me to do things in the Black Flag Army, I have deliberately alienated everyone and did not have too deep friendship with any general in the Black Flag Army because I am afraid that they will be too familiar with me. Even if it is my personal soldiers, I will deliberately let them stay away from me... Remember, you must do this after you go back, otherwise they will still notice it if there are too sudden changes."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

"Don't let the idea of ​​killing, and never have this idea."

"Don't act humble in front of Fang Jie, I treat him as if he were you."

"She is very sensitive to the sunken fan."

"It's also a little farther away from that white lion, that guy is very mysterious..."

"Severely cut off contact with everyone in your religion, everyone... don't underestimate the strength of the Black Flag Army. Most of the Knights School are from the Great Inspectors. If they want to find out what they do, there are very few people who can hide it. No one of your believers will want... If you succeed, Fang Jie will definitely leave a team for you."

"Fang Jie loves reading..."

"Mu...Mu Xiaoyao stopped drinking..."

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"You're a fucking bastard!"

Murong Lian fell to the ground, tears wet his clothes in front of him. He looked at the cold corpse not far away from the opposite side, and the face of the corpse was already stiff but still warm. He felt that the knife he had just now not inserted into the big dog, but on himself.

"If you die, you will die. Why do you need to say so many heartwarming words?"

Murong Lian knelt and moved over, holding the big dog's body in his arms, holding it so tightly.

"You are the eldest brother, and you must be the eldest brother, do you know! You know that your younger brother has done something wrong, you should scold him, beat him, and teach him a lesson... When I was a child, I stole the jade seal of my father to play. How fierce did you beat that time? I knocked over the furnace of my father's alchemy, and you beat that time very fiercely... Because you beat me, I never dared to touch my father's jade seal again, and never dared to enter the stone chamber of my father's alchemy... You should hit me, why didn't you hit me?"

"If you hit me, I will change it!"

He picked up the dust-stained braised meat from the ground and placed it at the mouth of the big dog: "Brother, can you eat one bite, can you eat another bite?"

The big dog looked at him with his eyes open, and the warm smile on the corner of his mouth was eternal.

Murong Lian took a bite of the braised pork with soil and chewed it while laughing: "It's really delicious. If you don't open your mouth, I'll eat it all..."

It was like when he was a child, he snatched his brother's osmanthus cake: "Brother, do you eat it or not? I'll eat it all if I don't eat it!"

The brother looked at him and laughed, then pretended to go and grab it.

He ran away with the plate in his arms and turned around to make faces.

He stuffed meat into his mouth with big mouthfuls, his cheeks bulging high, so he spoke very vaguely: "If you don't eat, I'll finish it... I'll fight with me quickly?"

After saying this, he was stunned, and all the meat in his mouth fell down: "Yes... From childhood to adulthood, you have never snatched anything from me. When you were in the palace, you were the prince, and you had much more than me, so you always generously gave me all the delicious and fun things. I always smiled brightly. Actually, you don't know that I was jealous of you at that time! Because you are the eldest son, you are the prince! But you are not a qualified prince, and you will not be a qualified emperor in the future... I have persuaded myself, brother, I have really advised myself..."

He held the corpse of the big dog, and tears fell like rain.

"Before I came, I was telling myself that I would be a good helper for my elder brother. My elder brother is called Shang Guoheng, and I am called Zhushang!"

A white shadow flew from a distance and appeared at the entrance of the village. It seemed that it smelled blood, so the white lion became a little anxious. It looked back at Fang Jie, and then rushed towards the place where the bloody smell came out.

Murong Lian struggled to pick up the big dog's body, then placed it against the wall in the north, arranged the big dog's body, and let the corpse sit upright.

"Emperor, sit in the north and face south..."

Murong Lian murmured, then took a few steps back and knelt down: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live..."

He kowtowed, his forehead was covered in blood.

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Fang Jie stood at the door of the dilapidated yard, watching the man who was stiff like a zombie kept kowtowing to the corpse he was familiar with. Yes, he was very familiar with this corpse. When the corpse was still alive, it was a corpse that he was extremely familiar with, and was extremely unfamiliar.

He clenched his fists and his joints clattered.

He just looked at the man straight, as if blood was about to flow out of his eyes.

Fang Jie saw the hole in the big dog's heart, so a hole seemed to have cracked in his heart, which hurt so much, so painful. It hurt so much that he couldn't help but squat down and cover his heart. With such force, it was useless.

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"Brother, you have never snatched anything from me in your life, and you always give me something... I should be very grateful to you, but you don't know that I am really jealous of you, and I hate you very much. In terms of talent in practicing, you are not as good as me. In terms of decisiveness in doing things, you are not as good as me. In terms of feelings for Da Shang, you are still not as good as me..."

Murong Lian straightened up, pointed at the big dog's face and scolded him seriously: "You are not as good as me in everything except your broken nose, but in the end he didn't use it! You are a loser... a complete loser. You care about you, love you, love you, love you, love your brother, but he hates you, jealous of you, and kill you in the end..."

"You really failed."

Murong Lian slowly climbed back, muttering as he climbed: "You are not as good as me... not as good as..."

Then he climbed to the dagger, picked it up, and looked at it.

puff

The knife pierced into his own heart.

"I'll give it to you... okay?"

He looked at the big dog and said.
Chapter completed!