The Ruthless Way

I once had a senior brother. I don't remember his appearance, I don't have his memory, and I'm indifferent when I hear this name. Everyone said that my senior brother and I knew each other very well. We had once traveled through secret realms, swam through the Dead Sea, and slain demons together. When they said this, I seemed to be listening to another person's story. I am me. In the story, I practice the way of a gentleman, treat others with sincerity, and call friends. I am not myself. Now I am cultivating the ruthless way. As soon as I draw my sword, Kyushu will be frosty. I don't remember anything, I can't think of anything, but every night, the spine in my back feels a dull pain. When I can't sleep, I often sit by the window, where I can see a dead tree that has been growing for two hundred years. There is a jar of wine under the tree. It is said that my senior brother buried it for me. But I don't remember senior brother. Reading guide: 1. The protagonist loses his memory. 2. HE. [Screenshot has been archived. Intention: The road is lonely, never forget your original intention.