Need for Summoner: Sheng Chong Tian-defying Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 891 I firmly believe...

"Then he must be as handsome as Brother Jingtai?" Ding Chongyang smiled with a sweet mouth.

Ding Jingtai nodded, "My brother is the most handsome boy in the world."

"Wow." Ding Chongyang exclaimed, "Where is Brother Jingtai's brother now, I really want to meet him?"

"He's dead..." Ding Jingtai clenched his fists, and the grief in his chest collapsed overnight, "It's me, the older brother, who didn't protect him well. If I had protected him well, such a thing wouldn't have happened , Now that I think about it carefully, everything is my fault..."

Ding Chongyang was stunned, as if he asked a question that shouldn't be asked.

What should I do……

"Brother Jingtai, everything has its own destiny, some things are not something you can stop, you can stop it." He didn't know what to say to comfort others, so he could only talk nonsense.

Ding Jingtai looked gloomy, talking intermittently about what happened to him and his brother.

What Ding Chongyang said made his heart sore, he almost cried.

"My younger brother, if he is still alive at this moment, he should be as old as you..." Ding Jingtai murmured.

"So big?" Ding Jingyang's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Your brother is as big as me. Is this a kind of subtle fate? Speaking of which, I vaguely remember that I also have an older brother... ..."

He remembered some scenes from his childhood, but he was too young to remember.

Ding Jingtai's heart jumped, and he looked at him with good eyes, "You also have an older brother?"

Ding Chongyang nodded with a smile, "However, I was still very young at that time, and I can't remember everything. I only remember that I had an older brother who treated me very well..."

There is actually an older brother who is also surnamed Ding.

Ding Jingtai's eyes widened suddenly, he always felt that the outline of his face was somewhat familiar, and a kind of absurd and strange thought quietly emerged in his heart.

"When were you born, how old are you, and who else is there in your family besides your brother?"

"I look like fifteen or sixteen years old. I don't know when I was born. I only remember that I have an older brother, but I have never seen him. There is only one beggar father in my family, but..." Ding Chongyang's expression darkened, "The beggar father is dead. It's over, I'm the only one left, luckily I met Bailidong's family."

"Beggar father?" Ding Jingtai was puzzled, "I don't know when he was born?"

Could it be?

He was overthinking, his brother was already dead...

Ding Chongyang nodded, "The beggar father picked me up and brought me up, but I was young at the time, and I don't remember many things. If I insist on when I was born, it would be the day the beggar father picked me up. "

picked it up?

Ding Jingtai grasped this word very keenly.

"Then do you have any tokens with you?" He looked nervous, and the thoughts in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Token?" Ding Chongyang came back to his senses, "Yes."

"What is it?" Ding Jingtai suddenly clasped his shoulders. If he guessed correctly, the token is...

"Knock knock, knock knock"

A life-like knock on the door sounded at this moment.

Ding Chongyang just wanted to take out the jade pendant, but quickly took it back, "Brother Jingtai, someone is knocking on the door outside, it must be because you didn't work in the black market, so I came to see you."

Ding Jingtai gritted his teeth secretly, he didn't come sooner or later, and he knocked on the door at this time, it was really annoying.

The knocking on the door outside was like a reminder, continuous and continuous.

"Brother Jingtai, hurry up and open the door, let's wait until next time for a heart-to-heart talk." Ding Chongyang pushed his shoulder.

Ding Jingtai's heart warmed up, the feeling became stronger and stronger, and he became more and more sure that as long as there was another opportunity...

He fixedly looked at Ding Chongyang, with an incomprehensible emotion in his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)