Chapter 28.2

After all, if he had to say anything, the conflict between him and Yu Beizhou was nothing more than a cannon fodder and the protagonist in the original book, with resentments that had been piled up over the years. However, in all honesty, it was far from the level of what was often written in online articles, like killing all the family and having deep blood feuds.

“Hahahaha, Senior Brother, you are indeed worthy of yourself. People favor you, you can even shake hands with enemies just to make peace. You are really free and easy, graceful and self-cultivated, open and aboveboard, and have a sharp sense of integrity.”

Yu Beizhou was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly burst out laughing, “However…..what did you say? Not………owe each other?”

They were standing on the edge of the cliff, surrounded by open space, and the stone walls were reverberating, which made it all the more frightening.

At a certain moment, the smile on Yu Beizhou’s face suddenly changed and disappeared.

Zong Luo almost never saw him not smiling.

The pair of phoenix eyes that were always upturned also cooled down, the tails of the eyes were bright red, showing an inexplicable cruelty, and there were countless complex emotions that Zong Luo could not understand.

“Senior brother, you don’t understand.”

Yu Beizhou said word by word, “We will never, never be able to not owe each other.”

“Yu Beizhou, what’s wrong with you?!”

In an instant, Zong Luo burned with rage.

The previous life was full of colorful, prosperous and gorgeous scenes, yet to him it wasn’t enough; in this life, he was dragged to be reborn with him together—what are you trying to do, are you trying to make him a foil character?

He even conceded, yet, he didn’t expect Yu Beizhou to still be so ungrateful.

He put up with it again and again, but he finally couldn’t bear it, and drew his sword.

This time Zong Luo’s sword wind was full of anger, his moves were deadly, and he was merciless everywhere.

Yu Beizhou’s eyes finally lit up.

Since the death of Zong Luo in his previous life, not only had he won the position of Supreme Being in the world, but even his swordsmanship was unmatched. There had never been such a hearty battle like this.

“That’s it, Jin Yu, we have to fight like this to be complete.” He whispered intimately, like ambiguous love words.

With just a flash of kung fu, thin wounds appeared on Yu Beizhou’s wrist. 

Seeing the blood, he became even more excited, and his face that was as beautiful as a shaded peach bloomed beautifully.

The heavy sword Tai’a flashed a scarlet glow in the air, and collided fiercely with Qixing Longyuan.

They were so close that they could feel the spray of each other’s breath.

One was cold and the other was hot.

Zong Luo and Yu Beizhou fought at the Great Shaman Temple yesterday.

There were still unhealed wounds on the slender neck of the white-clothed swordsman, against his pale complexion, it was slightly shocking under his chilly complexion.

For some reason, Yu Beizhou enjoyed this scene and found it extremely pleasing to the eye.

After being reborn in this life, Yu Beizhou let himself go.

At this point in time, in his previous life, he still pretended to be like his little junior brother, far from being so rampant.

Zong Luo’s expression became colder and colder. Taking advantage of Yu Beizhou dodging, he pulled out the horsewhip with force and whipped it hard.

This time, he was not as merciful as last time at the Lanting Waterside Pavilion. He aimed it straight directly at Yu Beizhou’s neck, and the barb left an identical blood wound on his body.

“Senior brother is too vengeful.” He sighed with emotion.

“Not only do I hold grudges, but I also want to get rid of the scourge that is you.” Zong Luo sneered.

He shook his hands and pulled back the whip, “I will not give up fighting with you for everything that I deserve, and as for you who want to kill me with your own hands, then you can just try.”

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Zong Luo rubbed his head and suddenly woke up from a dream.

This was an all-too-familiar elegant room, with soothing incense burning in the incense burner.

Outside the bamboo window not far away, patches of clumps of tall and straight bamboos were seen, the bright moon was hung high, it seemed that it was already midnight.

He still had some inconspicuous dull pains, but most of them had been carefully bandaged, and he didn’t feel them any more.

After regaining consciousness, Zong Luo understood that what he had just now was not a dream.

Not long ago, he did have a serious fight with Yu Beizhou at the hunting ground, and the two of them rolled together and fell off the cliff.

Thinking about it now, Zong Luo still felt angry.

Yu Beizhou really pissed him off completely.

If he hadn’t provoked him, Zong Luo wouldn’t have lost his mind in fury at the end.

On the edge of the cliff, the prince in white put away his sword coldly.

He suddenly grabbed Yu Beizhou’s placket, and the latter simply looked over with a smile on his face.

(t/n Placket-the front part of a coat or robe.)

Yu Beizhou, who was caught by the placket of his robes, was taken aback, and his smile became more intense.

As Zong Luo grabbed his placket and got closer, he suddenly bowed his head and sniffed intoxicatedly.

“Senior brother’s blood smells so good.”

It was really fragrant, and it seemed to be mixed with the cold smell of the swordsman, which made people dazzled and fascinated. Such a fresh breath was incomparable to the person laid inside the jade coffin in his previous life.

The vacancy that he had been searching for for a whole ten years, but had no idea how to end it, was now filled with the fragrance of blood.

The string in Zongluo’s head that had been tense finally broke.

“If you want to get entangled with me so much…..Good, then let’s die together.”

He swore that this was the craziest and most daring thing he had ever done in his three lifetimes.

However, Zong Luo didn’t regret it at all, and even felt extremely refreshed.

Because he saw the obvious astonishment on Yu Beizhou’s face that he had never seen on his masked face since he grew up.

The next second, they rolled together and fell off the cliff.