How To Die As Heavy As Mount Tai

"For the brother?" Lu Heng repeated once.

Duan Feiqing saw Lu Heng's lips smacked, a look like a smile, his eyes were very moving. He couldn't help but sway, but he reluctantly set his mind: "You are both a man, and I have said that you are a wife, and I am offended. But you are always the only one in this world. People, from now on, I will treat you as a younger brother."

"Pro-brother?" Lu Heng is still like a smile.

Duan Feiqing felt that something was wrong, hesitantly asked: "Aheng you are not willing?"

"Will, why don't you want to. It's better to hit the sun the next day, how do we worship the brothers of different surnames?" Nor did he wait for Duan Feiqing to react. Lu Heng turned around and took the pot of wine.

"You and I have not had too complicated rituals since they joined." Lu Heng poured the wine into the silver bowl and pulled Duan Feiqing to kneel on the ground.

"The sky is on the top, and the thick soil is the evidence. Today, I and the righteous Duan Feiqing drink this bowl of wine, and since then, I have died together, and I will live up to the friendship of the brothers."

"The sky is on, the thick soil is the evidence..." Duan Feiqing and Lu Heng read out together, and his heart was happy, and the sky was a testimony. He and Aheng had an inseparable connection since then.

Lu Heng saw that the person was full of joy and mischievously added: "I don't think this is enough to express our deep friendship. Is it better for us to be married to each other in the future?"

"People?"

"Nature," Lu Heng nodded. "You and I will all be married in the future. Naturally there will be after. When we live with each other, we can live together, and the children can grow up together, like a biological brother." Sisters, what awkward?"

No, I don't have any wife, no children, I only have Aheng. But A Heng, as a brother, what the younger brother wants, he must do his best to do it for him. If A Heng wants to marry his wife and have children, then... Duan Feiqing only feels an uncontrollable tyrannical desire in his heart, wanting to madly destroy everything around him.

Lu Heng sees that Duan Feiqing's look is not right, his eyes are distorted, and he knows that he is going crazy again. He gently pulled the hand of Duan Feiqing without hesitation and took out the silver needle on the middle finger.

The tingling of the fingertips and the smooth and cool touch on the back of his hand made Duan Feiqing recover a sense of reason. He looked down and saw Lu Heng’s right hand gently holding his hand. The left hand gently squeezed on his middle finger, and a few drops of blood flowed into the silver bowl on the ground. Among them. The purpose is reached, Lu Heng's hand will soon leave, leaving only the paragraph Fei Qing's heart is a bit sad, he even has a kind of impulse to hold the hand never let go.

Duan Feiqing felt that something was wrong. Can he really treat A Heng as a younger brother? In the previous section, Duan Feiqing also had younger siblings. Although he was quite fond of his younger siblings, he never had to touch the other side at all times. He wanted to lock the other side and not leave. feel.

"A Heng, I..." Duan Feiqing wanted to interrupt this ceremonial ritual. Although he did not know why, he knew that this matter could not continue.

However, Lu Heng’s next move allowed him to swallow the words that had already reached his mouth. Lu Heng is also on his middle finger, squeezing blood into the silver bowl.

The **** connects the heart, which refers to the blood, which is the blood of the heart. Duan Feiqing saw himself and A Heng's heart blood, stunned in the silver bowl of wine, entangled with each other, you have me and me, and no longer.

He also saw Lu Heng's head sipping a half of the blood in the bowl. At the end, he also licked the liquor that was accidentally spilled on the side of his lips. Yin Hong’s tongue flashed and did not, Duan Feiqing could no longer remove the line of sight from the lip. A Heng, drank the blood of my heart.

"Well?" Lu Heng handed over the silver bowl in his hand. He saw Duan Feiqing's eyes with a bit of instinct, and he drank the bowl of wine and smiled in his heart. Isn't it to be my brother? It's not that easy to repent in the middle. For Duan Feiqing, such a gentleman, once he has put on the shackles of the name of the righteous brother, he has to break free, but he has to go through a battle with heaven.

This drama should be more exciting than wearing a women's dress. Lu Heng's lips are gently hooked.

[...] The little assistant in the depths of consciousness shook and silently made himself smaller.

The ceremony has been completed and the brothers’ names have been set.

"Big brother." Lu Heng changed his mouth naturally.

Duan Feiqing is not used to it. Before Lu Heng changed him, he was generally fed. When he was in a good mood, he would use a slap in the air to call him a Chinese brother. Now he is shouting and respecting his big brother. Duan Feiqing only feels a lot stranger.

"A Heng, you don't have to call me like this." Duan Feiqing said.

"Well? Now that we have different relationships with each other, how can I call you?" Lu Heng pretends to be puzzled. "It’s hard to beat you, brother?"

Duan Feiqing only felt that his brother spit out from the moving lips and teeth, and there were thousands of lingering feelings, like a woman calling her own lover. His hand suddenly wrinkled the robes that were always neat: "Or call my older brother."

Lu Heng sees to tease again, this person may be sick. Think about it or say that the matter is shifting the attention of the other party: "This Feng Weifang has become a waste, although the locust has been taken out, but the mouth can not be said to be unable to move. This clue is broken, it is better to try to take out other people's mites, and then To torture?"

"Those people in the organization are not as high as Feng Weifang. They don't even know the action of the Duanjia." Duan Feiqing restored the appearance of the gentleman in the weekdays.

"You can go back to the section to find clues about the year?" Lu Heng asked. Those black people, so cruel to destroy the section of the house full of doors, combined with Feng Weifang has always wanted to find out the secret things of the section from Duan Feiqing, in the paragraph may say what clues can be found.

"I..." Duan Feiqing was silent for a moment. "After being rescued by you for the first time, I came back from Miaojiang. I went back and wanted to converce my family's bones, but I found that Duanjia had been put into a torch. That was, I met Feng Weifang, who had buried all the people in Duanjia. Now I want to come, he should be waiting for the rabbit, if there is any clue, I am afraid that it has fallen into the hands of the people behind the scenes."

"Are you not going after that?"

"No, I have been there once. I wanted to go to worship my family. Maybe it is because of the mysterious heart. As soon as I am close to the Duanjia, I will fall into the nightmare of that day. I dare not step into the family and dare not approach myself. Once upon a time..." Duan Feiqing’s right palm squinted his eyes, and he was not afraid to expose his weakest side in front of Lu Heng.

The cool touch touched his hand, and the hand that blocked the line of sight was gently removed. Duan Feiqing heard the gentlest tone since he met Ahheng.

"We are both brothers, and your family is naturally my family. I will go back with you."

Duan Feiqing only held the hand in the backhand. This shape is perfect, but it is his redemption because of the black-eyed hand.

The two are silent, but the atmosphere is warm and moving.

Lu Heng sees that Duan Feiqing has calmed down, but his hand is still being held by him, and the trend is getting tighter and tighter. The heart secretly turned a blank eye, and said that he was a younger brother, and his body was quite honest. Is there such a hand to pinch his brother?

"Speaking to me, I have only known that it is the home of Anyang section. Where is the Duanjia specific in Anyang?" Lu Heng took a little effort and took out his own hand.

"In the place where Anyang and Dangyin meet." Duan Feiqing’s hands were empty, and there was a sense of loss in his heart.

"Dang Yin?" Lu Heng is not familiar with the Central Plains. I did not expect this Anyang to be at the border with the sin.

"Well, what can be wrong with this place?" Duan Feiqing saw that Lu Heng looked a little bit wrong.

"Auntie said that when she met the son of the family, she was swaying."

At that time, Nadoro was the son of Lu, who met in Dangyin County. On that day, when Nadoro crossed the official road in Dangyin County and passed through a remote forest, several Dengzizi tried to take advantage of this beautiful lone woman. Just when Nadaro wanted to kill these unidentified Han Chinese, a carriage appeared on the other side of the official road, with more than a dozen martial arts high-powered guards.

After that, it is a common hero in the drama to save the United States. Although the hero is weak, it is the hand of the hand. The beauty also has many means to protect itself. But then the two men are still at first sight, goodbye to life, and finally private.

After listening to Lu Heng’s story, Duan Feiqing asked several details. The two found that this official road seemed to be the official road leading to Anyang County.

In this way, the Anyang section of the family is inevitable. Lu Heng and Duan Feiqing summed up together and decided to leave for Anyang immediately after Duan Feiqing took care of the martial art.

Sang actually was very happy today, and the younger sister finally smiled at him. Before because of my own mouth, the younger sister didn’t know how many eyes she had in the past few days.

Fang Qingying’s mood is also good. Because yesterday, she heard that the sister-in-law called the big brother a big brother, and my heart was happy. Later, Fang Qingyi went to find a hook and chat, and under the side of the side, she learned that the master and the sister-in-law had a relationship with Jin Lan. The gloomy mood of these days, I immediately saw the clouds. Because Fang Qingzhi knows that the master is the most obedient person, at the moment they are married to Jinlan, is it that the master brother has no other thoughts about the sister.

She stepped on the brisk pace and went to the council in front of the mountain with Sang and the rest of the brothers. As soon as I arrived at the door of the chamber, I saw that the master was licking the tea, and the expression was gentle, and the eyes were full of affection and affection. When they got along with each other, they let Fang Qingyi feel a kind of lingering lingering.

Fang Qingyi stopped the pace unconsciously. She always felt that she seemed to have the urge to cover the door and turn away.

"Hey, little sister, how do you stand at this door?" Sang’s voice rang behind her.

Both of them are looking up. The master brother Ming Ming is no different from the usual day, and it is still the look of the wind and the wind. Fang Qingyi felt that he should have not rested in these few days, and he was wrong in his heart. Hook sister is the righteous sister of the master, I still don't think about it.

A few people went in and settled. Duan Feiqing said that he would leave for a period of time and hand over many of the affairs of the martial art to their core disciples.