Leng Wushuang's heart was like blood, and he still couldn't forgive him... Perhaps only by truly letting go this time can their relationship move forward...

In fact, Leng Wushuang didn't know that Mo Ying was ready to take a step forward a long time ago, but the brotherhood between the two had been interrupted for so long, and I don't know where to start...

Ning Sixin knew it well, but she didn't know where to start. Looking at the loneliness in Leng Wushuang's eyes, she could not say anything or do anything. The only thing she could pray for was that they were all good.

After all, in this life, it seems that I have owe their brothers the true feelings for a long time. If I can repay them, I will be the first to be affected. If I cannot repay them, I can only talk about them in the next life. I don’t know if I can meet them as soon as possible in this next life...

Mo Ying nodded slightly, held Leng Wushuang's shoulders, and sighed: "You have always been my brother. Whether I am Leng Wuchen or Mo Ying, you are my brother."

Leng Wushuang looked at Mo Ying, who was quite calm in disbelief, her fingers trembled slightly, and she finally held the palm of her brother.

It was these hands that made him think day and night that on rainy days and day, he put on a coat and umbrella for him, and on snowy days, he wore a hat and shirt for him. If it weren't for the tormenting love of his parents, he would have always been a little cousin like a brother of Mo Ying.

Leng Wushuang's eyes were hot and she said, "I told her parents that you will definitely go home for dinner and see the crabapple trees we planted together at home..."

When Mo Ying mentioned the crabapple tree, he smiled. He remembered that when his mother was waiting for her father to return home, she was looking forward to it under the tree. Sometimes she waited for an hour, sometimes she waited for a long time, sometimes she waited for three days. In her childhood memory, it seemed that her father was busy all the time, and she taught him how to learn martial arts and recognize words.

Mo Ying nodded, pulled out the flute from her waist, and handed it to Ning Si. The people below were sighing.

"This invisible weapon that kills people is so pure and refined. It is really sad. It is originally a thing that can be used to the world, but now it is a sharp blade that kills people without blood."

Mo Ying raised her eyelids and smiled playfully, "If you see it, this one will probably close your eyes."

In an instant, lightning and thunder were roaring, and dark clouds were covered with dark clouds. Although dark clouds gathered in the air, there was no drop of water, which made people feel nervous and dared not move for a moment.

"Leng Yue Sword..."

"It's really Leng Yue Sword..."

Qiu Erhu said in surprise: "Oh, you see, it's really Leng Yue Sword..."

Bai Xiaosheng suddenly realized that no wonder the aura on his body was so familiar. It turned out that he was the "deadly God" that scared people in the world!

"So he is the master of Leng Yuejian..."

Everyone in the world knows that the world's number one farm is the most financially powerful piece of fat in the world, but they don't know that there is a real martial arts leader hidden in one farm.

Without waiting for everyone to ask questions, the Moying's sword light flashed and flew in an instant, flowing clouds and water, and the sky was everywhere, making everyone stunned and fascinated.

Ning Si was shocked by the scene in front of him. It turned out that there was such a master around him. It seemed that he had really suffered too much grievances in order to save him.

Leng Wushuang felt comfortable from the inside out, and the burden of being pressed on the mountain for more than ten years was finally removed. She couldn't help but take a deep breath and looked at Li Yan, who had a blue face, and was filled with joy.
Chapter completed!