Chapter 31 The Mu family will not die (12)

Lord Zhu and the Tibetan Mastiff fled back to the territory as quickly as possible, but found that none of the guards who should have greeted him appeared.

The whole wet cave is full of strange smell.

The two walked towards the depths, but saw a golden figure standing there in the distance.

The chestnut hair was stained with a little blood, and his golden robe glowed dazzlingly in the dark cave, with two sharp swords around his waist. Although he did not see the appearance, Zhu Ta had guessed who was coming.

"Soul-sama Lord, if you want to come to visit me, you should inform me in advance - you came like this. I'm not prepared for anything. Isn't it too bad for you?"

"No, there is no loss." Jiang Beichen gently turned around, wiped the blood stains under the corners of his eyes with his thumb, and then gently put them into his mouth.

There was a faint smile on his face, but there was a chilling wildness hidden in his eyes. He turned to Zhu Tari and raised his hands gently. Jiang Beichen closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"This blood-covered air is my greatest hospitality."

After saying that, he smiled leisurely and looked at Zhu Taar on the opposite side with undisguised provocative eyes.

Zhu Tat trembled with anger at his words. He stared at Jiang Beichen fiercely and galloped in his direction with a hammer in an instant.

The golden figure did not dodge, pulled out two sharp swords at his waist as fast as possible, and rushed up in the original direction of Zhutar, like an arrow from the string.

The collision between the two made a loud noise, and the whole cave trembled. Jiang Beichen held a sword in each hand, but his movements were flexible and sharp. It was hard to believe that he had only practiced for half a year!

Obviously, the Tibetan mastiff did not expect such a situation. He did not expect things to develop like this. When they followed the lord to destroy the Mu family, their territory was crushed by the soul killing of one of the five forces in the underworld. Looking at the unruly man, he suddenly felt that this was the posture that the king of the underworld should have!

There was a heat wave that could not be suppressed in his heart, and the layers of surging made the Tibetan mastiff's expression more and more excited, but he suddenly thought of something, and his face suddenly stiffened.

The head gradually drooped, and the thin body became extremely desolate in an instant.

- Here is his grave.

The battle between Jiang Beichen and Zhu Tuo became more and more fierce. The guards around Jiang Beichen all stopped for a long time. They believed that their leader would definitely defeat Zhu Tuo!

Sure enough, his two-knife moves were fierce, forcing Zhu Ta to retreat step by step. Just as Jiang Beichen's two knives cut through the surrounding walls to attack Zhu Ta's key point, Zhu Ta actually pulled the Tibetan mastiff behind him and used him to stop Jiang Beichen's attack!——

The cold sword instantly pierced the body of the Tibetan mastiff. Zhu Ta, who thought he could escape, was also fixed in place.

A long sword penetrated the two people. Jiang Beichen pushed it violently, flew to the stone wall behind him with his sword, and was firmly fixed in mid-air.

When the fortights rushed to the cave, they saw such a scene.

"Soul killing..." Zhu Ta's eyes turned red, and he stared at him. God knew how unwilling he was!

The thin Tibetan mastiff clung to his body, and the red blood on his mouth slowly flowed down. His face was full of pain, but after seeing Mu Jin, his expression slowly became cold.

Mu Jin watched the Tibetan Mastiff and Zhu Tart being set high in the sky together. His heart hurt fiercely, but he also gritted his teeth and asked:

"Tibetan Mastiff, do you regret it now or not!"

Hearing Mu Jin's question, a smile slowly appeared on the Tibetan mastiff's face, and then laughed in a low voice.

"Repent? Why should I regret it?

"You evil! I'm dying and I don't know how to repent! You! - Do you have the face to see your mother!"

In exchange, it is the more rampant smile of the Tibetan mastiff.

Mu Jin's hands became tighter and tighter on his side. Finally, he couldn't help it. He pulled out the sword at his waist, got up and flew up, and stabbed the body of the Tibetan mastiff again--

He hates the Tibetan mastiff! He hates Zhu Tart! This sword is full of power - revenge for your mother! Revenge for the Mu family!!

Blood was covered with black clothes, and the Tibetan mastiff couldn't stop twitching all over. He looked at Mu Jin who was close at him. He suddenly pulled up Mu Jin's arm and bit it fiercely with his mouth.

Lian Jian was scared by this scene, and she quickly shouted, "Tibetan Mastiff! Let go of Mu Jin!"

In the face of his brother's bite, Mu Jin did not dodge or struggle. He looked at his brother buried in his arm, and tears came out of his eyes.

The pain on his arm gradually disappeared, and Mu Jin's expression fell from the air in an instant. The meat quickly flew out and caught Mu Jin.

The whole body of the Tibetan mastiff on the stone wall fell down, and blood kept sliding down from him to the ground. Under the gaze of everyone, he finally died in this place.

However, no one saw the bloody and tear-filled face when he bit his brother with his mouth.

Mu Jin looked at the corpse in the air with a dull look. The tooth marks on his arm were covered with blood. His hand slowly touched the wound. After several tremors in his heart, he finally couldn't help crying loudly.

*

"Brother, if I die one day, I will definitely bite you fiercely."

"Why?"

"Who let you watch me die!"

"I! - I won't watch you die!"

"Hmm, really?"

"Of course! If you are an elder brother, you will definitely protect your younger brother!"

"...Well, even so, I still want to bite you!"

"I've said it will protect you! Why do you still bite me?"

"Because I'm going to find my brother with tooth marks in the afterlife - hum! I will continue to bother you!"

"Idiot..."

*

The mother's revenge was finally revenged, and the Mu family's revenge was finally revenged. Zhu Ta and the Tibetan mastiff died here.

But why, infinite pain and sadness appeared in Mu Jin's heart. He could clearly feel how much his brother cried before he died.

-Why?! Why!!!

"Ajin..." Lian Jian couldn't bear to see a child cry like this again. She squatted next to him and comforted him, "This result is already the best... Let's bury Amu."

"Head..." Mu Jin raised his head in a daze and looked at the forsythia in front of him, "You...are you willing to...bury my brother..." He is a spy who harmed the Mu family...

"He harmed the Mu family and paid the price for it. What we are going to bury now is your brother.

"Thank you... Master... Thank you for your willingness..." Mu Jin's voice choked here. He couldn't say a word anymore, but suddenly remembered something and knelt up to Lian Jian.

"My head, I have something to tell you."

He hit the ground heavily, one after another.

"You say it first." Lian Jian quickly held his shoulders, and after a few efforts, his forehead was already bruised.