All he knew was that the bond between the two of them had been deep and ingrained into his bones; this brotherly love was so deep that it was so strong that it sometimes frightened him.
"... I must have owed you something in my previous life, and this time it's your turn to torture me."...
He looked at the person in front of him steadily, and suddenly a sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth, a cold light flashed, and he immediately put the seven-foot green blade in his hand on his neck.
"I owe you a lot in this life, and I don't want to repay it. Can you wait for me in the next life?"...
Lotus flowers, clouds and guests are boundless, how can we avoid the uncertainty of love?
Under the thin candle in the flower niche and the bodhi tree, I picked up a stream of incense in my bare hands.
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Nonsense: The strength of brothers from the same clan can barely be considered as a borderline... Because the history is useless, it is empty, because the writing is poor, so it is slower, because I am a second-rate person, so I am a little slow...
[Hide his face and run away] But he didn't say anything clearly...