Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 310 Prelude

What kind of relationship does he have with that person?
Fellow?old foe?spacer?All are!

mortal enemy?Mutual haters?Neither!
The relationship between the two of them is delicate and complicated.They are both brothers and sisters who depend on each other for life, but also old enemies who complain about each other. It is not the same when they say hatred, and it is not like that when they say closeness. No matter how current events change, the vicissitudes of life, and even the past events when they were still alive have become irreversible. In the past, the two have always maintained such a close relationship.

They quarreled every day, verbally wishing to kill each other with their bodies, but never really did it, as if there was only hatred on the lips.But when something happens, the two brothers and sisters will get together in a tacit understanding and support each other without a trace.

Whenever Brother Young Master appears, the old enemy will appear there at the right time, and then start a new round of quarrels with the younger brother, like a cat.And every time Brother Poison Tongue has something to look for his junior brother, he will always "coincidentally meet" Brother Young Master on the way.It made the living dead who knew the two of them thought that the two brothers had deliberately cut their corpses.

In this way, the two brothers have gone through spring and autumn one after another under this alternative mutual support.Even if they are trapped in this ghost place, they can still keep the light of life, and they support each other.

But, despite this, the other party never called him this nickname, never.

And Brother Gongzi never thought that the other party would call him "Zhao'er Zhao'er" one day.

Now, this is the first time the guy in front of him calls him that, with a strange emotion, indescribable.He couldn't tell.

And that nasty old guy actually moved his feet on him. He is half numb now and can't move.According to experience, if you want to move, it takes half an hour, or the kind of slow rebound.

Only this old enemy would happily play this little game with him. When he was a child, he would often be miserable by this little trick, and then he would go to his father with sweat and scream to complain. Questions are blasted away angrily.The son-in-law has suffered a lot of dumb losses.

Although he has become a living dead now, the idea of ​​synesthesia that he has retained in himself makes this little trick work smoothly.

again?The other party has not used this trick for a long time.Why do I suddenly think of using it again, it is still used in such a weird node.

No matter how much you scolded the ghost in your heart, the two in front started their "conversation".

"Who are you going to take with you this time?" the man who sprayed venom in his mouth all the year round said calmly.There is no excess emotion.

What to take away?Brother Young Master's heart skipped a beat, and there was a burst of unease in his heart.

Sombra didn't answer, just stood there quietly.The two brothers could not see the expressions and emotions on each other's faces.

"Me? Or him? Or the two of us?" Without getting an answer, the zombies were not discouraged and said to themselves.

Standing a few meters behind, the young master felt a cold light hitting him, and the appearance of someone looking over made him goosebumps.

Brother Young Master suddenly found that a blue-black mist rose in his mind, with a hint of red thread, like something dormant in the brain seed slowly coming out from the brain seed, he was very uncomfortable.

"Looks like it's me." The zombie chuckled lightly, and his brother has been tensed since just now, but now he seems to have put down some package, a little relieved.

And that mysterious shadow made no sound or movement from beginning to end.

The feeling in Brother Gongzi's heart is getting worse and worse, his scalp is numb, and his hair is standing up one by one.

He subconsciously wanted to tell his old enemy to go away, but for some reason his throat was choked and he couldn't speak.Half of the body still has a small half that has never been slack, and he can't make the desired movements at all, not to mention pulling away his senior brother.

"Crack!" A small crisp sound suddenly sounded, with the crispness of some paper pleats, as if a stack of thin paper-like objects fell to the ground.In the darkness, Brother Young Master vaguely saw something in vain falling from his senior brother.

"Zhao'er! Listen carefully." Brother Young Master could see the unknown shadow raise his hand and slowly approach his senior brother.The ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but be more anxious.Hearing the call of the other party, he was stunned.

"If you can, pick up the things on the ground. Take it to Xicheng, find a guy named Fang Zhuo, and give this thing to him. If... ah, that's all."

Brother Young Master blinked and looked at the old enemy in front of him in disbelief. He watched the black shadow's hand rise and fall, and the senior brother who was still talking just now fell silently to the ground.

He collapsed to the ground, and there was a panic like a mountain. His heart that had been stagnant for a long time seemed to be beating again, and he subconsciously stretched out to the left and right of the fallen figure, as if trying to grab something.

Master...Brother...

But it's too late.The old enemy who would talk back to him, get angry, bully him, and secretly help him fell down.

Brother Young Master knew that the guy was gone, because the breath that the other party used to linger around all the time dissipated and disappeared without a trace.Only the empty shell remains.

He...may not hear the taunting voice of the other party again.

Having lost the ability to cry long ago, he couldn't hold it any longer, even though he couldn't shed a single tear.

After disposing of the target, Sombra seemed to have no desire to stop.He slowly and slowly walked towards the younger brother.

This is really bad news.

Without waiting for Brother Young Master to mourn for his deceased senior brother, the murderer obviously planned to deal with him as well.

It seems that he cannot escape the fate of catching up with his brother in no time.

He was a bit complaining about the confused senior brother, why he had set this fixed spell for him and forgot to unlock it.He also told him what to do next.

I'm afraid he will soon catch up with his old rival.

Seeing that the black shadow had come to him, looking down at him condescendingly, Brother Young Master smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and waited for the moment when fate was pronounced.

Alas?Why haven't you acted yet?

I didn't feel the opponent's attack, nor did I notice the opponent's movements.isn't it?so unlucky?Do you want to slowly torture him?
Brother Gongzi opened his eyes and boldly looked at the current situation.

Anyway, he was going to die, at least let him see clearly what the person who killed him was like.He thought out of place in his heart, and the fear in his heart also dissipated a lot.

After opening his eyes, a pair of legs appeared in front of him, wearing black satin boots with simple patterns embroidered, which made him feel a little coercive.

The owner of the foot remained motionless, as if frozen.

The younger brother, who was mentally prepared, was puzzled.

What is this for?
　The prelude to the third perspective, the next chapter switches perspectives.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)