C23 (1/2)

The cold blade was close to Yu Zhi's throat. With just a slight movement from Yu Xiao, her little brother's life would be forfeit.

However, Yu Zhi still gritted his teeth and said, ”I don't mind dying. Someone else will deal with your son!”

Chen had also experienced the pain of not wanting to live. Yu Zhi only wanted to die, so he wasn't afraid of himself at all. Just as she was hesitating about whether she should kill one of them, Yu Xiao urged, ”Chen Mu, kill him. If you kill him, there will be one less person who will fight with us for the sariras. I don't care. ” As he spoke, he had already taken a step forward.

Although Yu Zhi wanted to die, he was unwilling to believe that these words came from his own brother's mouth. He glared at him and asked, ”Could it be that for the sake of the sariras, brotherly affection is really gone?”

Yu Xiao was expressionless as she ripped off the red robe on the outside, revealing her fat, but he did not seem to feel anything, as his stomach was filled with scratches, ”Your patient is on the face and can still be scratched, you can still scratch. My internal organs are all burnt, but no matter how I scratch it, I can't reach it. I feel much worse than you, but have you ever understood your brother? ”

Yu Zhi suddenly grabbed onto Chen Mu's sword and said while holding it against his throat, ”Kill me. If you have the guts, then kill me. Chen Mu, I can't do this myself. Kill me, kill me!” I won't argue with my brother, in any case, everyone has done the wrong thing, that monk from the Western Regions died by our hands, if I die, won't I die as well? You must be forgiven for this! ”

The blade of the sword cut into his crippled hand, and blood dripped down from his wrist onto the ground. However, Yu Zhi was still holding on to it, Chen Mu's brows tightly knitted, and the treasured sword was trembling slightly with his heart. He could use his hand to cut Yu Zhi, but in that instant, all his grudges seemed insignificant. His former friends were now enemies with each other, even his own brothers were no exception. A monk sariras made it so that all the participants would be wiped out, and the six relatives refused to recognize him. Back then, when Chen Mu stole the sariras for his own sake, he also didn't want everyone to kill each other, but in the past ten years, they had suffered a fate worse than death. Could it be that the curse really could not be dispelled? Was he really going to split his flesh and blood for that sariras?

”This will bring disaster to our children …” Chen Muk had long forgotten the vicious words that Mokka Ye had said before his death, but today, he suddenly remembered, and his heart broke.

The tip of the sword pierced into Yu Zhi's throat, leaving a small hole. Just one more step and Yu Zhi would have been drenched in blood. Yu Xiao suddenly shouted, ”Chen Mu, you dare! If my brother loses a hair, I'll take your son's finger!”

Chen Mu was stunned for a moment before he said blankly, ”If he died, wouldn't one person be missing to fight with you for the sariras?” You should be happy. ”

Yu Xiao trembled from head to toe, she took a deep breath and cursed, ”Bullshit, my little brother and I share the same aura. If he died, I wouldn't have lived by myself, but I swear that before I die, I will slaughter your entire family.

Yu Zhi suddenly burst into tears, ”Brother!” ”I thought, I thought …”

Yu Xiao waved her hand, ”Second Brother, don't live lightly. It's fine as long as you are alive. What I said earlier, I just don't want to be threatened by him. I didn't expect that you would rather die. You … Don't misunderstand me. ”

Chen Mu let out a long sigh and gently pried Yu Zhi's hand away from his sword. He pushed him towards Yu Xiao and said, ”My two brothers have a conscience, but at least we still remember the friendship between us. What reason do I have not to exchange the holy sariras, but... After all, the Divine Monk's sariras cannot save everyone, even if it's between you brothers, it can only save one person. ”