Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

complain(2/2)

I don’t even look at whose territory I am in now. Not to mention a young man, even if the King of Chu comes, he has to be a human being with his tail between his legs.

The guard obeyed the order and raised his hand and hit Wei Yan's buttocks.

Wei Yan's mind was blank for a moment, and then a howl like a pig slaughtering sound broke out.

The young man with fine skin and tender flesh has never suffered such pain. He fell down with a stick and felt in pain.

Wei Yan immediately burst into tears and snot, cursing, and his image was gone.

"You guys, you won't die a good death!"

"Ha, don't repent, keep fighting."

"I asked my father to kill you! I will execute you Lingchi!"

"Test me hard."

"Ah! Stop hitting, I was wrong, it hurts so much..."

Wei Yan had the strength to curse at first, but later he turned to begging for mercy, and in the end he lost the strength to speak.

A ghost appeared in front of me.

He won't be beaten to death here...

The boy looked embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Wei Yan, you have only this little chance."

Who? Who is talking?

Wei Yan reluctantly opened his eyes and saw the young man in white standing in front of him, condescending, calm and cold.

"You, it's you! It's your t!" Wei Yan said in a hatred.

If it weren't for the pain that he couldn't get up, he would have pounced on him and tear Wei Lian.

When the executioner saw Wei Lian coming, he put his stick and bowed: "Young Master." He suspended his execution.

Wei Lian squatted down and looked at Wei Yan with pity: "Does it hurt?"

Does your butt hurt?

Wei Yan used this before. Now I don’t know if Wei Lian is hurting or not, but Wei Yan’s butt really hurts anyway.

Wei Yan spat: "If you have the ability, come and try it!"

Wei Lian smiled gently and said, "It's not me that hurts anyway."

Anyway, it's not me that hurts.

This sounds familiar.

This scene made Wei Yan suddenly remember something that had been forgotten in the corner by him.

...

At that time, Wei Yan was six years old and Wei Lian was twelve years old.

Wei Yan was very hostile to this brother and opposed him everywhere.

Wei Lian rescued an injured bird and bandaged it. When he saw it, he wanted to rob it, but Wei Lian was avoided.

"It's hurt, I can't give it to you." Wei Lian said.

"Give me!"

"No, you'll play it to death."

While pushing, Wei Yan suddenly sat on the ground and rubbed his eyes and started crying.

"Yan'er, Mother brought it to you - what are you doing?" Concubine Yan suddenly pushed the door and saw the scene in front of her, her face darkened, "Wei Lian, what have you done to her brother?"

Wei Lian defended: "I don't..."

"Mother, brother push me!" Wei Yan cried, "Brother said that with me, he is not his favorite child..."

Wei Lian pursed his lips, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly cold.

Needless to say, it was Wei Yan's group of friends who taught him.

Concubine Yan looked at him disappointedly: "Wei Lian, how can you be jealous of Yan'er? How can you want to harm him!"

Wei Lian was silent and no longer argued.

Even if Concubine Yan refuted, she would not believe him, just like countless times in the past.

"You disappointed me so much. This time I must teach you a lesson." Concubine Yan said coldly, "Come here, pull the Seventh Master down, and you will be responsible for thirty!"

...

As soon as Concubine Yan left, Wei Yan instantly changed his face.

He looked at the young man who was being punished by the stick with a smile, clapping his hands, "You guys are going to play the key points!"

The boy didn't say a word from beginning to end, but his forehead was covered with thin sweat.

When the thirty rod was finished, blood was bleed from the clothes, and Wei Lian lay on the stool and dying.

Wei Yan made a face in front of him: "Does it hurt?"

The child smiled innocently and cruelly: "It's not me that hurts anyway."

"There is also that bird, it's not a rare thing. I accidentally killed it."

Wei Lian glanced at him indifferently, covered the murderous intent in his eyes, and closed his eyes tiredly.

-

"You...you have always remembered it, right?" Wei Yan's eyes were so angry.

"Concubine Yan has been kind to me, so I let you go." Wei Lian said lightly, "Wei Yan, you really should know what the consequences of other people who offend me."

They are no longer alive.

After Wei Lian said this, he no longer had any interest in him and stood up and walked away.

Wei Yan watched him go further and further away. Before the thirty rods were finished, the guards continued to execute.

"Ah! Wei Lian, come back!"

"Brother Wang! I was wrong with Brother Wang! Tell them not to hit you! I will listen to you!"

Unfortunately, the young man in white clothes will never look back.

When the pain was added, Wei Yan finally felt a little regretful.

He remembered that Brother Wang was also very fond of him at the beginning. He was about three or four years old... He was ignorant, and Brother Wang really regarded him as his biological brother.

But later, after hearing the words of the noble children, he decided that Brother Wang had separated his maternal love and authority... and he always treated Brother Wang as an enemy.

Then Brother Wang no longer spoiled him.

Wei Yan was still crying and screaming, and his shouts broke through the sky.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next