Looking along the middle-aged man's gaze, in front of him, there was a handsome young man with sword-eyed eyebrows and star-like eyes standing.

Judging from the appearance of these two men, they have a slight similarity.

The same temperament is revealed between the eyebrows and eyes.

But although there are similarities, you can still feel a big difference at first glance.

The middle-aged man can be said to be handsome and has a good appearance, but compared with the young man, he still looks a little inferior.

This young man has a stunning body, a dignified appearance, handsome and elegant style.

A pair of eyes shot at the cold stars, and the two bent eyebrows were as if painted.

He was wearing a white fur coat and looked tall, like a bamboo cultivating on Jade Mountain.

The white and black hair, the clothes and hair are all elegant, neither tied nor tied, and slightly fluttered, facing the figure hanging in the air, just like a banished immortal coming to the world.

There was a faint luster flowing on his skin, and a star-like light flashed in his eyes, revealing a hint of talent.

It looks like this young man. If he is holding a folding fan and writing with his hand, he will look even more talented.

But at this moment, the young man was holding a long sword in his hand, with a touch of blue on the sword tip, pointing at the middle-aged man from afar.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but it instantly hid, still maintaining an angry and desperate expression.

Then, the middle-aged man showed a sad expression on his face, raised his hand and pointed at the young man, and said in a trembling voice:

"Cao Zijian... do you... really want to kill your brother?"

This young man with a peerless appearance is Cao Zhi and Cao Zijian, who are known as the talented ones.

At this time, Cao Zhi's face remained unchanged when facing this question.

He tilted his head slightly, was silent for a while, and said expressionlessly at the end: "Yes, I    do."

The middle-aged man naturally didn't expect Cao Zhi to answer an English sentence, and his expression suddenly became stagnant.

But in just an instant, the middle-aged man took it back, and he still maintained a wonderful expression of anger, despair and sorrow.

Then, the middle-aged man continued, as if he hadn't heard Cao Zhi's words:

"Zi Jian... When I was in the world, you and I were brothers. Although I later became King of Wei, I was thinking about my brotherly love and let you go."

"..." Cao Zhi didn't say anything, and there was no expression on his face.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and continued, "You wrote a seven-step poem back then. Do you still remember it? Boiling beans and burning bean pods, and beans cry in the pot. They were born with the same roots, so why are they too anxious to fry each other? It is because of this poem that I remember my brotherly feelings and never killed you. I wonder if you can still think about the kindness of your and my brothers in the past because of this poem?"

These words were sincere and sincere, and at the same time, the middle-aged man showed a pleading look on his face, which really made those who hear it sad and those who hear it cry.

Hearing these words, Cao Zhi's face slowly changed.

After a moment of silence, Cao Zhi sighed deeply and said, "I really can't bear to say these words..."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but feel a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

But the next moment, Cao Zhi changed his mind and continued, "But, no matter how good you act, it can be my reason to let you go."

Before Cao Zhi finished speaking, the middle-aged man immediately showed a pleading look on his face and said:

"Zi Jian, Brother Wei is sincere and has no falsehood. Just let Brother Wei live..."

"Oh..." Cao Zhi sighed softly again and said:

"Cao Pi, let me call you Cao Pi first. I don't know what the player ID is, but you're really good at acting. If I hadn't seen you carry a Gatlin with your own eyes and throw grenades everywhere, I wouldn't have been sure you were a player..."

When Cao Pi heard this, his heart suddenly stumbled, and at the same time he felt very upset.

"That's so bad... I'm so lucky..."

You can't blame him for being careless, he is really lucky.

If it weren't for the bad luck that I fell into the encirclement of ghosts as soon as I entered the dungeon, how could I have no choice but to take out Gatlin?

It's such a big loss. I don't know if the bullets I consumed can be made back in this game.

And that grenade almost exploded himself.

If it weren't for killing those ghosts, how could I get injured? And because of the continuous release of skills, I was exhausted.

He even finally escaped from the sky, but was witnessed by a cute new player, and finally chased him all the way to this end.

Otherwise, how could other players be discovered so easily based on their acting skills?

All are fate...

But Cao Pi still wanted to struggle in his heart. After all, he was still a master. If he was killed by a newbie, he would not be able to stand up to his face.

Perhaps, we can save the situation through his meticulous operations?

Thinking of this, Cao Pi's expression was still the same as usual, and even pretended to be confused and said, "Zijian, what are you talking about? Are you willing to let go of your life for your brother? Are you willing to let go of your past grudges and let me continue to live?"

"It's stubborn!"

Cao Zhi shouted softly, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand sounded and turned into a blue light, slashing towards Cao Pi's neck.

Cao Pi looked at Cao Zhi blankly, widening his eyes, as if he was scared to death.

This made Cao Zhi feel a little happy. After all, he is about to get the head!

Seeing that the sword was approaching Cao Pi, blood was about to splatter three feet away, and the head fell to the ground.

"when!"

Suddenly, a sound of gold and iron clashing sounded at this moment!

The moment the green light in Cao Zhi's hand was about to be cut down, a blue sword suddenly blocked Cao Pi.

The sword collided, and the blue and blue light intertwined.

The sparks of Mars jumped out at the place where the swords collided, adding a bright color.

I saw two swords appearing in Cao Zhi's hands at some point, one basket and one red, shining with dazzling light, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary person.

Seeing Cao Pi taking out his weapon to resist, Cao Zhi immediately mocked, "Hmph, don't pretend anymore? Keep playing? Aren't you very similar to Cao Pi?"

He did this in hopes that Cao Pi would answer, and that the moment the other party made a sound, he would inevitably relax his vigilance a little.

At that time, he will be able to take the opportunity to launch a more fierce offensive and beat the opponent's head in one go.

There is no way. He has seen Cao Pi's strength before. He is probably an old player and should be a master.
Chapter completed!