"teacher--!"

Aljie quickly pulled Lan Xia over to avoid an attack.

He only watched the video for a few seconds and felt a knot in his stomach. That was the teacher's most cherished brother. He couldn't imagine...

Lan Xia's eyes turned red, "That's Arnold, he's looking for me."

Arge: "Teacher! That... is in the past! Emperor Roche just wanted to distract you!"

The edited video continues at a fast pace.

[Lan Nuo asked God thousands of times:

Can you return his brother to him?

He asked until his throat bled and he was unable to speak, but he still opened his mouth stubbornly over and over again.

God did not answer.

Lan Nuo fainted, and when he woke up he seemed to be in some kind of trance. He lay under the statue, looking at the cold moonlight, and his first words were: "Whoever took my brother away, I will kill him."

He said, "God took my brother away, and I killed God."

That night, the fire in the Temple of Mercy spread like wildfire, and the golden light was as bright as the sun, chopping every statue of the gods, big and small, in the Temple of Mercy into pieces.

The fire reduced everything to ashes, but he still didn't find his brother.]

How could this be...

Arnold also awakened his spiritual power?

Golden...

Lan Xia said in a low voice: "What do you mean? Arnold...is not dead?"

The fire that destroyed the Temple of God's Mercy was caused by Arnold looking for him?

Lan Xia used his mental strength to protect the children in the middle. He didn't care about himself. In just a few minutes, he had suffered a lot of injuries.

He felt no pain, but his heart felt like it was stabbed by a knife, and he couldn't breathe. The fingers hanging by his side were trembling silently, and Lan Xia had a vague guess.

He stood right in front of the truth, but suddenly he didn't dare to think any further.

Even the demon had a vague idea of ​​what was going on.

Emperor Roshi: "Keep watching."

Video next.

It is in a space full of mirrors.

[Lan Nuo lies on the ground in a daze.

Suddenly, the same shadow began to appear on countless mirrors around.

"elder brother……"

There was finally some light in his eyes, and he slowly crawled towards the mirrors around him, trying to touch them.

The 'brother' in the mirror began to die in front of him in various ways.

He was extremely scared, and was afraid that one of them was his real brother, so he attacked madly. But the broken mirror turned into millions of pieces, and his brother was in every piece.

He couldn't kill all those who had harmed his brother.

An empty voice echoed in this mirrored space: "Your eyes are very beautiful, like a fire hidden in them that can never be extinguished. I am curious about what it would look like if the light inside went out."

"If you forget your brother, you won't have to endure this pain anymore."

Lan Nuo: “I haven’t forgotten.”

From nine years old to thirteen years old teenager.

During these four years, his memory became increasingly confused, but the light hidden deep in his purple pupils never went out.

"It's time to show him that video. If brainwashing doesn't work, just make him an idiot." The voice said again.

Lannuo saw his brother.

It turned out that his brother died because he couldn't bear the "treatment" he received for him one more time.

This had to be a scam, just like the ones he had seen countless times in the past four years.

But why did his heart hurt more and more? Why did a voice keep telling him that this was true?

The chip attached to the temple finally found an opportunity to invade the brain.

"Forget him."

The pain was severe.

"I don't forget..."

"Forget him, and it won't hurt. Don't remember someone who makes you feel pain when you think of him."

Lan Nuo's pupils shrank, and with the last bit of consciousness he managed, he finally screamed out:

“Can’t forget!”

"elder brother--"

The sound suddenly stopped, and he fainted, his hair turning white in an instant.]

"ah--!"

The violent purple mental power blew away the surrounding wall ants hundreds of meters away.

Lan Xia knelt on the ground, covering his mouth and crying silently. Arnold's last call of "brother" pierced his heart and was so late.

It hurts so much.

Arnold had been in pain for so many years without his knowledge.

Lan Xia couldn't help thinking about it.

His younger brother, whom he had pampered and protected since childhood and regarded as his lifelong responsibility, was so humble as to ask everyone "Where is my brother?" and was locked up in one place and tortured for so many years...

The overwhelming guilt and self-blame pushed him to the brink of losing his sanity.

Aerjie, Jin Daiqiao and Lian Yao looked reluctant, and their throats seemed to be blocked by cotton, making them hoarse and astringent.

Silver hair, purple eyes, golden mental power.

Even the dumbest person can guess that Elan Snow is Lanno.

"Elansno has always surprised me," Emperor Roche said. "After a second round of brainwashing, he still recovered his memory a few months ago. It seems that you didn't know? Did he really not tell you?"

Countless trivial memories that he had subconsciously ignored resurfaced.

[Your eyes are beautiful, but they look bloody and dirty on your face.]

[You don't deserve it.]

The all-encompassing golden light deflected all the bullets and saved his life.

[I don’t like sweets, I’ll give them all to you.]

[…Do you want it to fly?]

The red paper plane flew away in the night.

[If you don't mind, maybe I can call you brother.]

[What a shame.]

[Then I wish Xiguang that his wish can be fulfilled.]

The tall and slender figure walked into the misty cold day.

There is no turning back.

Lan Xia felt an itchy throat and coughed up blood, with scarlet blood seeping out from between her fingers.

"Arnold..."

He closed his eyes.

How could he not notice...

It's already so obvious.

He was too obsessed with the idea that his brother was dead, and firmly believed that Arnold had always been a well-behaved and obedient child, and subconsciously ignored Ellan Snow's abnormality.

It was clearly his fault as the older brother who failed to protect his younger brother.

How could we expect that Arnold, who survived, would still be that innocent and kind person?

Lan Xia: “It’s all my fault.”

"Teacher... please don't be like this," Jin Daiqiu's eyes were red. They all knew that it was just a seed left by Lan Nuo, but it was regarded as a treasure by the teacher.

They couldn't imagine how the teacher felt at that moment.

They were afraid that the teacher, now heartbroken, might be on the verge of collapse.

How could this happen?

Obviously, both of them are very good.

How did it become like this?

Alger clenched his fists: "Federation, Roche..."

Emperor Roshi: "Do you want to see him?"

Lan Xia was stunned, then raised his eyes suddenly.

The screen changed.

It's a live broadcast.

That is the rebuilt Temple of Mercy. Except for the location being closer to the research institute, everything else is almost the same.

A dreamy wisteria forest.

A huge statue stands in the center.

In front of the statue there is a huge mirrored cross, and a silver-haired man in military uniform is chained to it, his eyes closed and still wearing a mask.

He lowered his head, and blood flowed from his ears and dripped down his jaw.

There was a sharp iron spike hanging above him, pointing at his head, and it seemed like it would fall off at any second.

Lan Xia's pupils shrank: "Arnold!"

Emperor Roshi: "This is a farewell gift. In fifteen minutes, this iron spike will fall and pierce his head. Can you get through it?"

After he finished speaking, the voice disappeared and a scarlet countdown appeared on the screen.

"Damn it!" Lian Yao cursed, "Fifteen minutes. It's too late to ask someone to bring a flying ship here. I have a flying machine here, but if you calculate the speed, it seems to be quite high."

The S-class evolver tried his best to rush over, and maybe it was just enough.

Lan Xia staggered to his feet, his clean shirt stained with blood: "I want to go."

Alger said quickly, "Teacher, you can go ahead and leave this to us. Shoubing should be here soon, don't worry."

Lan Xia glanced at them, the tears in his eyes looked like shattered stars, but he smiled: "I watched you grow up well, but I didn't take good care of my brother. Do you think he will blame me?"

He didn't ask for an answer, turned around and left quickly.

Lan Xia set up a synchronized countdown on his optical computer, racing against time with the god of death. The purple figure was like a streak of light.

——

【99.997%

99.998%

99.999%

……】

The reptile expanded infinitely and finally swallowed up all the data in one gulp. Lanzhouhe accurately captured the moment of the reptile's death and copied the huge amount of data to his own optical computer.

"Perfect!"

After more than three years, I finally stole the data from the research institute's database perfectly. This time I can definitely make a big deal!

During this period, he was always on the phone with Silver Crow.

As soon as he heard some movement from his side, Nie Liang's voice immediately came over: "Is the reptile dead? Is it dead?"

Lanzhouhe was in a state of excitement and didn't bother with him: "Dead, dead!"

Nie Liang, who was freezing cold, perked up: "Hurry up, hurry up."

I sent him the information about the admiral, but that was all he wanted, he had no interest in anything else.

Lanzhou River: “Wait.”

He entered four keywords, Elansno, and quickly retrieved a lot of information.

The most common ones are videos, lots of videos.

Lanzhouhe randomly clicked on one and took a look, then was stunned.

After a long while, he moved his stiff fingers and said softly, "I'll give you some first, don't go crazy."

——

Shoubing arrived a few minutes after Lan Xia left. He had just returned from the battlefield and had consumed a lot of mental energy. After arriving here, he quickly took control of the situation.

Jin Daiqiao briefly explained to him what had just happened, and he was confused for a while before he reacted.

Aerjie exhaled, "I'm still worried. Shoubing and I will go to the Temple of Divine Mercy to check it out. Daiqi, you stay here and check out what else the institute has."

"Lian Yao, follow Dai Qi and keep an eye on these children while we wait for our people to arrive."

Jin Daiqian was worried: "Brother, you guys should be careful too, bring back the teacher and Elan... and his brother."

Arge: “I will.”

Shoubing: “Let’s go!”

Lian Yao stared at the screen of the research institute. The countdown on it had already passed more than half, but the teacher's shadow still did not appear in it.

——

A vast sea of ​​wisteria trees.

Scattered lavender petals were blown off by the breeze and landed in front of the huge mirrored cross, being reflected clearly.

The man was bound by chains, just like the shackles he had never gotten rid of in the past ten years. The cold statue behind him lowered its eyes with pity, and dirty blood dripped down the mirror.

Holy and noble.

Sinful and dirty.

Several people from the institute stared nervously at the countdown on the screen:

[10, 9, 8, 7...]

The iron spikes above Elan Snow's head began to shake.

Jin Daiqiao clenched her fists: "Teacher, hurry up..."

Lian Yao murmured: "Can we still catch up?"

【4, 3, 2...】

The iron spike fell down.

Jin Daixiu has closed her eyes.

A violent purple light broke through the air and slammed into the iron spikes, strangling them like a hurricane, and they were completely destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Elansno was not affected at all. The second before the hurricane blew on him, it turned into the gentlest breeze. His eyelashes trembled slightly.

A familiar figure appeared on the screen, and Jin Daiqi burst into tears of joy, "The teacher has passed away..."

That's okay. That's okay.

Everything can still be salvaged, and the teacher will not live in regret all his life.

It's not bad……

Even the demon heaved a sigh of relief.

Shoubing and Alge, who were rushing to the Temple of Mercy, also quickened their pace.

·

Lan Xia's chest kept heaving, and was filled with the smell of blood.

He rushed all the way here at the maximum speed, and his mental strength was consumed to the extreme. He was extremely tired, but he was reluctant to blink.

That's Arnold...

His younger brother.

The young man stepped into the air and walked towards the man on the cross step by step. He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch his brother's face, but Elansno opened his eyes without warning.

Empty and indifferent.

No emotion.

He broke the chain in the blink of an eye, making a clanging sound, then drew out the Moloch Triumph Sword from his waist and stabbed at Lan Xia.

Lan Xia was shocked.

He had consumed too much mental energy and had no time to dodge. His shoulder was scratched and blood splattered, hitting the thick layer of lavender petals on the ground.

Elansno's attack was too fierce, and Lan Xia had no choice but to dodge.

The sudden change came unexpectedly.

Ellan Snow seemed not to recognize him: "Don't hide."

"Arnold, wake up!"

Hearing the word Arnold, Elansno's movements slowed down noticeably, and then as if stimulated by something, his attack became more fierce.

Lan Xia was reluctant to hurt him in the slightest, and after a few minutes of fighting, her body was already covered with bruises.

The tip of Elansno's sword was stained with blood. It suddenly stopped. Its purple pupils looked at Lan Xia, and a smile appeared at the corner of its mouth. It was a little strange: "You seem to care about me a lot."

Lan Xia's vision went dark, and the feeling of exhaustion grew stronger and stronger: "Wake up..."

Elansno loosened his hand, and the Moro Triumph Sword was wrapped in golden spiritual power and suspended in the air, rushing straight towards Lanxia.

When Lan Xia gritted his teeth and tried to dodge, he saw the sword spin rapidly and stab towards Elansno's heart.

Lan Xia raised her eyes and saw Elan Snow's smiling face.

His pupils shrank: "Arnold!"

The young man lost all his sense of proportion and only had time to stand in front of his younger brother.

Whoosh——

The long sword pierced through his heart.

Lan Xia forced a smile and whispered, "Arnold..."

Ellan Snow's body began to tremble slightly, and tears fell unconsciously.

——

“Aaaaa——!”

In the Arctic, Nie Liang nervously walked back and forth holding the computer playing the video.

His eyes were red, and he kept murmuring, "I killed them, I killed them! Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill—"

No wonder the admiral forgot everything.

No wonder the admiral didn't dare to get close to his brother.

It turns out that the Federation was the real culprit! Roche! That bastard!

Countless ways of killing people emerged in his mind, but none of them could allow him to vent his anger.

The admiral was so young at that time!

It's a little child.

Bastard, bastard! When he blew up the research institute, why didn't he also blow up the palace?

This is how the admiral's hair turned white.

The little mad bird bit his fingers nervously, with only one thought in mind, which was to go back to see the admiral. But if he went there now and returned to the imperial capital, it would take at least two or three months.

The admiral has recovered his memory, and he was sent to the Arctic Star Region to find the ice crystal stone. The ice crystal stone was a gift from the admiral to his brother.

A gift from his brother whom he cherished so much.

Nie Liang was in a semi-crazy state, his speech order and thoughts were confused, and only when it came to matters concerning Elansno could he think calmly.

Right, right, right...his most important task now is to find the gem.

If he finds the gem, the admiral can happily reunite with his brother.

Nie Liang stopped, turned to the cockpit, and controlled the flying ship to fly into the inner circle of the northwest star field. The flying ship's wings made a low sound, like a bird flying over the snowfield, raising large flakes of snow foam.

The Admiral has found his brother.

And the crow will bring gems.

——

Tick.

Purple petals fall softly.

Drops of blood fell from the sky.

Lan Xia clamped the sword with his fingers together, exerted force, and with a snap, broke the Sword of Moro Triumph.

He...finally got his wish and broke the sword with his own hands.

Elansno seemed frozen, with no reaction other than crying and shaking.

Lan Xia's eyes were gentle, and he finally took half a step forward and stood in front of Elan Snow. He looked at his brother seriously, as if he wanted to make up for the past ten years.

He slowly reached out and took off Elansno's mask.

She has silver hair and purple eyes, and the same facial features as him, only sharper and paler. But now she looks lost like a child who can't find his home.

The mask fell from Lan Xia's hand and hit the ground.

He easily took off the mask that Elan Snow couldn't take off.

Arnold...

Lan Xia endured the pain, held Elansno's face with his slender hands stained with blood, then moved closer, wiped the tears from his face, and put his forehead against his brother's.

Just like looking in a mirror.

The breaths are intertwined, the temperatures are similar, and the skin is touching.

They are twins.

They are each other's halves.

It is an indivisible blood connection and an eternal bond.

The wide black windbreaker was blown up by the wind, and the soft belt silently wrapped around the cold scabbard at Elansno's waist, like a silent caress.

The soft lavender petals are wrapped by the wind and linger around, dreamy like a scene from a fairy tale.

"…Don't be afraid, Arnold…Don't be afraid…"

The young man lowered his eyes, soothed softly, tried to swallow the blood in his throat, and smiled gently, "Brother came a little late. It was my fault for not recognizing you. Are you angry? I made you sad, right..."

Jin Daiqiao and Lian Yao, who had been watching the screen at the research institute, had already become hoarse and sobbed.

Lan Xia's mental strength was about to run out, so he invaded his brother's mental realm again and found the lavender flowers he had left behind.

Calling.

"Arnold, wake up..."

"Arnold, my brother found you..."

"I also brought the seeds you gave me. I'm stupid, and they never bloomed..."

seed.

Ellen Snow's eyelashes trembled.

The chaotic purple eyes managed to show a trace of clarity.

The contact in the spiritual realm allowed him to clearly feel that Lan Xia was on the verge of death at this moment.

Ellan Snow opened his mouth.

Lan Xia suddenly lost all strength and fell directly from the air.

Elan Snow almost subconsciously reached out and caught him, and the two fell in front of the huge mirror cross. Lan Xia could no longer hold back and vomited blood.

Elansno lowered his head in a daze. He reached out to wipe it, but it couldn't be wiped clean.

All blood.

He can't clean it.

Who is this person?

Why does he feel familiar?

Why did she look at him with such gentle and guilty eyes?

This man said he was his brother?

elder brother……?

"teacher--!"

Arge and Shoubing arrived and saw this scene. They were furious and rushed over quickly, but were knocked away by the mental power that erupted from Elansno. They were seriously injured and never got up again.

Lan Xia raised her eyes and looked at him, her voice soft and intermittent, her light golden eyes gradually dimmed, and the broken stars no longer shone.

He took out the seed.

"I'm so sorry, Arnold..."

Ellen Snow thought:

[The person who spoke said that he was his brother, and he seemed to have some impression of him.]

"My brother has lived like a joke for the past ten years. It turns out that what he has been looking for is not far away. It's ridiculous that I still..."

[It seems like he really is his brother. He seems to have forgotten something.]

"That day in Xiguang Inner City, I regretted so much for not letting you call me brother. Arnold, can you hear me? Call me brother again..."

[He remembered lying to his brother about something, and had been lying to him for many years.]

As there was no response from Elansno, the hope in Lan Xia's eyes dimmed even more. Endless regret and remorse surged in his heart, and his burning tears fell on the soft petals on the ground.

"It doesn't matter... It's my fault. Arnold is a very good and well-behaved person. I found you only now. This seed..." He put the seed into Elansno's palm.

Elansno's eyes turned stiffly:

[Oh, this is the seed he used to deceive his brother.]

"My brother is so stupid, he can't grow anything..."

[He ground the stone by himself until it was the shape of a seed, and he lied to his brother that it was a violet seed.]

"You must have begged the priest for a long time to get this seed."

[The priest is lying, and the seed is also fake.]

"Now I'm giving it back to you, Arnold. Don't be afraid. I'll always be by your side..."

[It's just a stone.]

"Really, I really want to take a look at Violet..."

[He had always wanted to tell his brother about the lie he told.]

Lan Xia looked at her brother reluctantly, and closed her eyes forever with endless regret and self-blame.

The sky was filled with false wisteria petals, as if it was raining a sad rain.

The huge mirrored cross was shimmering with strange light, and the broken chain was stained with blood, reflecting the brother who was in eternal sleep on the ground, and the white-haired young man who was silent and at a loss.

It's like another world that can never be reached.

The mournful statue sighed silently.

I don't know how much time passed.

"...I've always wanted to tell you," Elan Snow gently hugged Lan Xia and pressed his cheek against Lan Xia's nose, but he could no longer feel any warmth or vitality, "It will never bloom."

You have been planting it foolishly for so many years.

"Stupid brother."

The author has something to say:

Unfortunately, those who sleep forever with self-blame and regret will never hear it again.

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Grandpa Gong (foots and feet): Great! Script progress 70%