The hidden boss of fast time travel

Chapter 377

My brother smiled at me in the light and shadow, the sun was soft and warm.

I still remember that I loved him very much, really, really loved him.

I hope to be with him for a long time.

But I also know that it is impossible for me and him to be together again.

I'm dead, and in his heart, I'm dead too.

Because I betrayed him.

My brother, he is the big devil.

What about Wang Aojun.

So Iris will blame me for killing the falcon all on me.

She probably thinks that I am a very important existence of my senior brother, so if I have a bad life or die, my senior brother will be very painful.

I don't know what he will think.

Maybe he will be in pain. I used to love him so much, and he responded to me.

But my brother should hate me, Gu Xiaoxiao broke through the restriction and appeared on the water of the lotus pond, he must have known about it.Iris appeared in the Demon Realm, and instead of killing her on the spot, he played a show with her for me, probably to test him.

He thought I fell in love with Gu Xiaoxiao.

I teased my senior brother, I love him, and I succeeded in making him fall in love with me.

Such a proud person, even if he is possessed by demons, the person who reads it is still me.

If I fell in love with someone else, he would probably destroy the world in anger.

How much I want to remember the smile under the soft moonlight, allowing me to continue my happiness, but I can only keep this clear tear, giving me strength for the rest of my life.

I think I will probably grow into a cactus in this chaos, extremely tough.

After a long time, I felt that squatting for too long would turn me into a mushroom, so I started to walk around.

I walked for a long time, so long that I think counting steps is also an interesting thing.

A hand suddenly appeared out of the chaos, slender and fair.

A voice said, "Follow me."

The voice is exceptionally nice and familiar.

If I didn't guess wrong, this person should be my senior brother.

I suddenly had the urge to cry.

My senior brother is always tolerant.

Even if you hate me, you still love me.

"Mozun, it's been almost ten years, haven't you left the customs yet?"

"..."

There was no movement inside the stone gate, the visitor leaned against the stone wall and listened for a while, sighed, and left again.

The light in the stone room was dim, and there was a figure like a stone sculpture sitting in the middle, but there was no breath in the room, and there was a thin layer of dust everywhere.

The big devil, with white hair like snow, stared motionlessly at the golden egg in front of him.

The egg is surrounded by a shimmering purple halo, protecting it as if it were alive.

There was a trace of longing in the big devil's eyes.

"Senior brother, you are so powerful, can you give me your sword to use in the future?"

"it is good."

"Brother, the lotus at the foot of the mountain is so beautiful, can you raise a pond for me in the future?"

"it is good."

"I want to eat the lotus seeds you peeled, and I want you to get them for me every day."

"it is good."

"Brother, do I look good?"

"nice."

"Brother, does my name sound good?"

"... nice to hear."

"Brother, do you think I'm noisy?"

"...you can be more reserved."

"Hmph! One day, I will become a dumb person, and I won't be able to say a single word to you."

"..."

"Brother, do you have to be enchanted?"

"Ah."

"Then I will follow you into a demon."

"..."

The egg in front of the big devil suddenly moved, and soon the eggshell cracked, and the purple halo dimmed.

After the eggshell was completely broken, a small, fluffy fox came out.

The big devil stretched out his hand cautiously, holding it in the palm of his hand carefully.

"Sunflower, you are here."

The little fox struggled to open his eyes, looked seriously at the person in front of him, tilted his head, squinted his eyes and smiled.The wet fox fur clings to his body, looking silly.

The little fox stuck out its pink tongue and licked his palm.

The big devil also smiled, and leaned over to kiss its ear.

The big devil suddenly burst into tears.

You finally came back to me.

"Brother, my father said that if I dare to mention your name again, and talk about becoming a demon, he will throw me to the fairy city to be a fire girl."

"...Master has his own intentions in acting."

"...Brother, Dad said you have been dead for seven or eight years, are you lying to me?"

"..."

"If you're dead, how can I see you? Talk to you? He must be lying to me, right?"

"……I did not lie to you."

Because, you are my demon.

The mountain was covered with thick snow, the girl poked her head out from the pine branches, smiled like a flower, and threw a snowball down.

Pain!

Even though it hurts, people can't forget that bright smile.

Wang Aojun always thinks of that girl, she has a terrific name: Sunflower.

Before that year, he was still a sunny boy. Like all young heroes in the Jianghu, he hoped to be famous in the world.

It's just that his family was wiped out overnight, and even women and children who were helpless were slaughtered inhumanely.

He was the youngest son in the family, and his father wanted him to take revenge with his face covered in blood.

For a long time, Wang Aojun was always haunted by that bloody dream.

He escaped from the tunnel at home and entered a paradise according to the method his father said.

There are only two fathers and daughters on the mountain, the father looks like a Taoist priest, but is sloppy, the girl is delicate and cute, her eyes are full of aura, and the simple dress is more comfortable than all the beauties he has seen in the rivers and lakes .

Later he called the Taoist priest Master.

The girl is his junior sister named Sunflower.

The Taoist priest is a half-hearted immortal, without much real ability, but the swindler is first-rate.

These were just three days after he got started, the younger junior sister told him all about her father and mother.

Probably the master has been obsessed with cultivation for many years, and the younger junior sister has become a chatterbox, chattering in his ears all day long.

Wang Aojun was also an obsessed martial artist when he was young, so he didn't like chatty people.

It's just that the changes in his family hit him too hard, and his reaction to the outside world was always a bit slow, so no matter what the little junior sister said, he always listened carefully.

But nothing was heard.

(End of this chapter)