The heroines are very fond of the villain me

Among the An clan.

In a side room.

An Buran finally found the secret volume of sword casting that "she" said.

Nine dilapidated, dusty thin books lay on a gray and worn table.

About to face the truth, An Buran's hands trembled with fear.

"Don't be afraid of the truth, don't be afraid of the truth."

"As long as you know everything, you will grow, learn to be ruthless, and become stronger."

"Oh, it's becoming more of an An family, isn't it?"

"She" is talking again.

An Buran took a few deep breaths, and then asked, "What should I do next?"

Voice in the heart: "Merge them together, this way...then this, and finally..."

"Chanting the mantra - Emperor Maha..."

After An Buran finished all this, the nine books shimmered and turned into light particles to form a jade-like chapter.

There was a strange aura, and at the same time there were murmurs indistinctly in his ears.

An Buran was in pain like a needle piercing his brain.

But what is this compared to the torture she has endured since she was a child?

An Buran fought back the headache and grabbed the chapter in the air.

Under the dazzling light, look at the contents inside.

The more she watched, the wider her eyes widened, full of painful disbelief.

thump!

The chapter turned into particles of light and disappeared, and after reading the content, An Buran, who knew the truth, fell to the ground.

An Buran's eyes were empty and colorless, two tears flowed on his face with a dull expression, and his whole body was trembling with extreme sadness.

"How could this be, how could it be possible, no, he won't..."

The pain in the head is nothing compared to the pain in the heart.

"Brother won't, it's fake, he won't..."

"She" sneered, "Why can't he?"

"You are the material, the tool, and the paving stone under his feet!"

"You have always expected him to love you, but has he ever loved you?"

"Did he regard you as his sister?"

"No, you are just a tool man in his eyes."

"In order to hold the emperor's weapon, he will cruelly throw you into the sword furnace as a material."

"In order to enter the world of cultivating immortals, he will not hesitate to squeeze out your little value."

"The entire An family, even your brother who is the closest blood relative to you, is using you as a prop."

"They don't care at all about what you will experience and what you will become during the sword-making process and even at the end."

"All they want is for you to die."

"What they want is for An to hold a sword made of your flesh and blood and make great achievements for the An family."

"No one will remember who you are, you will be trapped in the sword forever, and you will never be reincarnated."

An Buran hugged his knees in pain and shook his head frantically, still unwilling to believe it.

"Want to know what he thinks of you?"

In the next second, An Buran seemed to see An Buran looking at her coldly.

"It's a shame for my family to have no blood as a direct descendant!"

"Instead of living with no effect, it is better to throw yourself into the sword furnace."

"Isn't this shameful body the only value left?"

"An Otherwise" said to An Buran with extreme disgust: "The thing that disgusts me the most is that you look exactly like me!"

"Hurry up and throw into the sword furnace, die!"

An Buran was like falling into an ice cave, hugging her head tightly, her eyes wide open, full of madness and fear: "It's not like this, I'm not a shame, no, brother, I'm your sister, you treat me like this Those who have promised, brother, please don't abandon me..."

"An Oro" lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, "If it wasn't for the sword sacrifice technique that needs you, if it wasn't for your usefulness, I would have killed you long ago."

"Because, in this world, you are the person I hate the most."

boom!

The disgusted expression of "An Otherwise" was frozen in An Buran's mind.

All the vicious words kept lingering in her mind.

"Look, this is what brother An Buer really thinks in his heart."

"He hates you and wants you to die right away."

"What are you still hesitating about?"

"Let go of your last extravagant hope!"

The dark side gradually occupied An Buran's heart.

The pupils bloomed little by little with a blood-red color.

His face slowly changed from pain to a cold expressionless one.

There is no hesitation in my heart.

Release the original malice that has been suppressed.

"You don't think of me as a sister at all."

"You forgot to promise."

"Never loved me."

"I'm just the material on your sword..."

"You are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!"

Another "she" showed a weird smile: "That's right, that's right, An Jia and An are so vicious, you can be more vicious than them!"

"Think about our previous revenge plan."

"we want……"

"Destroy him!"

Chapter 61: Childhood Promise

"Otherwise, brother, is the sword sacrifice ceremony really going to be destroyed?"

On the steps, two people, one big and one small, were sitting.

Beside An Oran, An Buhao asked cutely while holding a cup of animal milk.

The dumb hair on the head is shaking, it is really cute.

An Ran stroked her head habitually, and gently pulled out the stubborn hair curiously: "Of course, the magic sword is not a good thing."

An Buhao tilted his head, very puzzled: "But daddy said, otherwise, if my brother wields the magic sword, he can become the emperor. After we settle down, we will become the largest family in the world of cultivating immortals."

"The magic sword must be able to make Elder Brother become very strong, right?"

An Ran pinched her fleshy face: "That's right, the magic sword is very strong, it's an imperial weapon."

"With it, you can be qualified to prove the emperor."

"But, in front of the important things in my heart, the magic sword is not worth mentioning."

There was great curiosity in An Buhao's big eyes: "Important thing?"

An's eyes flickered.

If he sacrificed the magic sword cast by An Buran, then he would rather destroy it.

Otherwise, An said: "The important thing in my heart is like you."

An Buhao blinked and said, "If Buhao is here, is it more important than the magic sword in my brother's heart?"

An Buhao fell into deep thought, and after a long time, he couldn't figure out why in his little head.

"Bu Hao can't help my brother become the emperor, An Bu Hao is definitely not as important as the magic sword."

An Otherwise patted her on the head: "Isn't it enough for Bu Hao to become the Great Emperor?"

"I have a great emperor as my subordinate, isn't it more powerful than the magic sword?"

An Buhao showed a clear expression of "so that's the case": "That's right."

"Then An Buhao will become an emperor stronger than Demon Sword in the future!"

An Buhao swore with his small fists.

An Buhao's expression made An Buhao stunned.

An Buhao's innocence reminded An Buhao of him in the past.

When I was young, I was actually as innocent as An Buhao.

That was the awakening of the power that he had not stepped into the bloodline.

Before resonating with An Lan's blood.

At that time, he often waited for his younger sister to run in Lancheng in the setting sun...

An Otherwise had a vague guess in his heart.