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Murong Jing stared at his sleeping younger brother, losing his mind...

"Oh! That bad boy is not dead yet. I thought he was dead with your expression." An old voice appeared. At this time, an old man with a long hair and a young face appeared kindly, wearing a simple and simple short shirt and trousers, a wine gourd hanging around his waist, a basket on his back, and a lot of herbs were placed.

It seems that I just came back from collecting herbs and was hitting Murong Jing's sad expression.[

Murong Jing stood up a little awkwardly to greet him, and behaved respectfully, "Senior Yao, you are back."

"Yes." Lao Man Yao nodded lightly. He glanced at Sima Luo again, shook his head and sighed, "It's really hard for you, the one who is your brother." Speaking of this, it seemed that he was not worth it for Murong Jing.

This old man is the master Sima Luo mentioned. He is called Laozi. His real name is unknown and he is not well-known in the world... The more powerful people are, the lower the key, and this is not false at all. Those who brag all day long, even if they are really good at it, their brains are still developing in the early childhood stage.

When Murong Jing didn't see a real person, he would think that he was a person with a strange temper. When he really saw someone, he was particularly surprised. When the old man in front of him looked ordinary, he knew that his life was ordinary and low-key. Even if he walked on the street, he would not pay much attention. Who would know that he was a poisonous and a paradise in medicine?

"Senior, will Alu wake up?" He would ask every time he saw Lao Man Yao.

"You can't die if you don't wake up. Go and do what you should be doing. Don't you see his rosy face, and the longer he grows, the more handsome he is?" Old Man Yao shook his head helplessly, put down the medicine basket, and then entered the room, as if he was blind.

When Murong Jing heard the old man Yao say it, he looked at Sima Luo's cheeks carefully, and a trace of joy gradually appeared in his eyes.

He read it every day and it is not easy to see it. Today, when Lao Yao mentioned it, this is really true.

But although I feel joy in my heart, it is not very big.

He said sadly: "Aluo has always been like this. Now he looks like a healthy person, but why is he still sleeping? Is God punishing me... Has I done something that is not tolerated by heaven? Isn't the retribution on me, but my relatives?"

"Your Highness, don't think too much. That bad boy can't die. You might be awake next time." Old Man Yao said something from the room. An ordinary sentence was not at all anxious.

Murong Jing was sad.

"Alo is here to take care of you. I still have some things to deal with, so I will leave first."

"Well, be careful." Lao Man Yao blurted out.

"Yes." Murong Jing agreed.

He lived for so long as Sima Luo, before he knew how dangerous he was in the Southern Barbarians.

Assassins will come to the door every few days, and they are the kind of assassination that often uses to die together.

The concerning reminder from Lao Man Yao just now is purely a personal habit, because in the past, he reminded A Luo like this, and he would say a word every time. Especially whenever A Luo comes here, he will always suffer from injuries of all sizes.

It is said that several times, if it weren't for Lao Yao's excellent medical skills, he would probably have never seen A Luo now. The earliest time was when he met A Luo, when A Luo was only eight years old. That year, he kidnapped someone alone, encountered a plot, and almost died...[

The more Murong Jing knows, the more painful it is, the more sad it is, and the more guilty it is, the more hated he hates himself.

Let his younger brother suffer here, but as his older brother, he did nothing for him.

Now, his merciless means have turned this sentiment to revenge. He has ruined all those who have bullied Aluo, died of death, wounded, and exiled.

"Tolerance to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself and to one's own disloyalty to one's own relatives." Murong Jing kept this sentence in mind. Because - it was not himself who was hurt in the end, but his relatives. If it weren't for his unkindness to the Xiao family, would A Luo become like this today? No!
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