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Chu Zihang slowly woke up.

His consciousness was still a little blurry, and his shoulders were unusually heavy, as if something was pressing on him. He slowly opened his eyes, and the world in front of him was dark.

Silently, he stretched out his left hand and pulled off the blindfold someone put on him.

I don't know when, but he was already sitting on the plane.

Chu Zihang's eyes were at a loss.

He remembered that he was lying in the stagnant water in embarrassment, waiting for divine punishment from the gods, because he collided with the god's chariot and was easily knocked to the ground by the god's spear of destiny.

Then……

His head felt like it was splitting, but there was no pain anywhere in his body, as if what happened before was just his hallucination.

He looked down at his clothes and pants, which were obviously different from the ones he wore before becoming a monk.

Someone changed someone's clothes?

who?

Blurred images flashed through my mind.

Chu Zihang fell into silence.

In that vague memory, there was a man whose appearance he couldn't see clearly. He hummed an off-key "Love of the Year", danced nonchalantly, and came to him with an umbrella.

He put down the umbrella in his hand to protect himself from the wind and rain, and then took away the village rain in his hand, as if he had taken over the hatred that he had been bearing in mind for himself!

He seems to be saying that happy days are just around the corner, and he must not die. He also says that he hates others taking away what belongs to him...

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"Senior brother, the rain has stopped, I will take you back."

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The gentle and familiar voice flashed through Chu Zihang's mind like a bolt of lightning, illuminating the desolate and silent world.

Chu Zihang froze on the spot.

He remembered!

That's Junior Brother!

The junior brother walked up to him with an umbrella, put down the umbrella, picked up the knife, stood in front of him, and turned into a monster that could fight with God!

No, that's not a monster!

The only person who can be an enemy of God is another god!

He put down his umbrella, put down his kindness and humanity, and picked up the long knife, which is equivalent to holding the supreme authority and the power of killing.

He stood between God and himself, and in an instant he fought with God thousands of times, smashing the God's mask with his knife, crazy and invincible!

This is all Chu Zihang remembers.

He slowly turned his head, and his complex eyes fell on his junior brother.

The junior brother plugged in earplugs, put on a blindfold, and covered himself with a blanket. He snored loudly while sleeping. He leaned over and rested his head on his shoulder. No wonder his shoulders felt heavy when he first woke up.

He slept very soundly, without any precautions, and the sweat dripped onto his clothes, making them wet.

Chu Zihang looked at his junior brother silently.

Earplugs, eye masks, blankets...

These are the suits he prepared. He specially prepared two sets, one for himself and one for his junior brother. The junior brother obviously used them well and equipped himself in the coma.

Although he didn't know what reason his junior brother had to get him on the plane when he was in a coma, when he thought of the scene of fighting in the wind and rain, Chu Zihang felt that nothing was impossible.

He suddenly thought of the crisis he felt in Runde Building. Now that he thought about it, he must also be his junior brother...

Junior brother, who are you?

I'm afraid you also killed the King of Bronze and Fire, right?

How could a mere storm torpedo kill that kind of monster? Only monsters can kill monsters!

Chu Zihang slowly raised his left hand and placed it on Lu Mingfei's neck.

Maybe in just a moment, he could break the neck of his unprepared junior brother. Although he didn't know whether breaking the neck would be considered a fatal injury to the junior brother, but with this kind of almost life-or-death power placed in front of him, Chu

Zihang fell into deeper silence again.

Junior brother should be a dragon, right?

Second generation species or first generation species?

He put down his hands dejectedly and looked sideways out of the plane window. He heard the snoring of his junior brother. Outside the window was a dark night, and the city lights in the distance were sparse and lonely.

I don't know when the rain stopped.

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"Senior brother, the rain has stopped, I will take you back."

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That voice echoed in his mind again.

Chu Zihang lowered his head and his body trembled uncontrollably.

According to the rules of the Executive Department, he should try to kill his junior brother as soon as possible. No matter what method, even if he drags everyone on the plane to die together, dying with his junior brother is the right choice for human beings.

But he can't do it.

He leaned weakly and powerlessly on the back of the seat, his eyes empty and dim.

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Dad, I met a junior brother who did what I have been longing to do all these years.

How I want to go back to six years ago, standing between you and God like a junior brother, and say to you that I am here to pick you up...

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"Dad, the rain has stopped..."

He said softly, slowly closing his eyes, tears silently running down his cheeks.

This time there was no sound of patter of rain in my ears, only the sound of my junior brother sleeping soundly, which was extremely reassuring.


Chapter completed!