
"It seems like just getting here is my job. I hope the boy remembers his promise to me."
The War God Spirit spoke to himself, even so Fu Hua could clearly hear what he was saying. The girl stroked to speak before the War God Spirit completely disappeared from her sight.
"Thank you for protecting me."
The War God Spirit smiled, looking down with one hand on the chest. "Together beautiful Miss. Make sure you keep that guy, like when you saved him from death."
Fu Hua actually did not catch what the War God Spirit meant but his head nodded in reflex. Until the traces of spirit power had vanished from his sight. Fu Hua planned to join everyone. And also making sure that the Demon Sword survived after the spell that Yan She gave it worked. The stab wound on the girl's stomach made her walk more sluggishly. More than that, the heat in the Valley of the Gods had disappeared. It made him free to move without having to think about the anti-heat armor again.
Fu Hua's steps came to a halt instantly as his neck felt a sharp object trying to tear through his skin. The girl's heart was beating uncontrollably, her mind began to guess the killer air that came from behind her was who's. Feels familiar.
"You betrayed our master."
The woman's voice sounded more like a growl, a hint of hatred. If only the figure was not good at controlling emotions it is certain that the neck will be cut. Even though the one he killed was his own blood brother.
"You're too blinded by your loyalty, brother."
"It is you who are ungrateful." From behind Fu Qinshan pulled Fu Hua's hair with one hand.
"I'm trying to protect you. And you set me up in one painful decision. It's killing you."
The girl's eyes glazed over, her gaze so incredulous. Fu Hua was eager to turn around and hug her sister. While saying that what the woman followed all this time was wrong.
As a result of Fu Qinshan's devotion, Fu Hua felt endless regret.
Fu Hua knew that her brother played a big role in the war seven years ago. The battle that made his life-supportant fall so deep. He slumped and shut himself up in the sea of fire. And Fu Hua herself could do nothing but accept the mission her brother gave her. Even to become a comfort woman in a brothel. Just to spy, for the sake of their selfish Master.
"You're gonna do it?"
"If it's for the Master."
Whether the blade from which he had just pierced his heart, the pain felt real. As Fu Hua's eyes warmed, her tears just fell so wet Fu Qinshan's hands. No matter what his sister Fu Qinshan's cry was dragging his sister forward.
Xin Chen realized something was wrong and immediately caught up to the other matter. Fu Hua is being held hostage by her own brother. It made no sense to him much less to look at the woman with the heart to point a sharp object at the girl's neck. Xin Chen himself understood what Fu Hua had done had hurt his brother. Betraying himself and possibly making their Master furious.
But was it all breakeven at the expense of his own brother's life?
Xin Chen was already right in front of them.
Someone behind the window room smiled in satisfaction. As expected, Xin Chen would follow the flow of his game.
"You see that? Any man would never have the heart to see a girl as beautiful as being murdered." Because Qin Yujin was so satisfied that she muttered to herself. Even though he knew none of his subordinates would dare to reply.
"I know you're so loyal to me, Fu Qinshan. Do your job well."
In his place Fu Qinshan remained unreacted, but at the same time his eyes were still scanning Xin Chen. Afraid at times that young man snatched Fu Hua from his hands.
"Give up."
"I still remember your haughty face the other day. Scare me and say that victory is in your hands. Then something big came, but we got through it" he said slowly, intimidating the woman with his composure. "And all of a sudden, you came again - after things had changed terribly and your side had almost lost - asking me to retreat?"
"I'll kill him!" He was bluffing to the point of attaching a dagger to Fu Hua's neck, the girl was already struggling to hold back her tears. Fearful of it would burden Xin Chen.
But it seemed that Xin Chen did not really care about his life that was already on the edge of the horn.
The blue monster has no heart.
"You don't care about the life of the person who saved your life?!"
"That's what you expected, isn't it? Unfortunately I'm not the kind of person who willingly follows the game of my enemies." Xin Chen sat down cross-legged, taking out a sack full of gold coins in front of him. Making Fu Qinshan's heart ache even more, he was humiliated to such an extent by the young man.
"Maybe a thousand is not enough. I added five grand."
"You ... You're a demon ..."
Fu Qinshan scolded Xin Chen afterwards. Now it was Fu Qinshan who was crying. He was completely destroyed but had no idea where the source of the destruction was from.
"You've been throwing your sister away all this time. While she desperately resuscitates you. You shut your ears to him. And open your eyes wide only to your master. All you see is that baj*ngan. Not more."
"Shut up, trash mouth!"
"Receive the fact that your sister hates you now. And he's running out of ways to resuscitate a rock-headed brother like you."
Fu Qinshan's chest is up and down. Obviously, the woman was at war with her own head.
"If there's anything you have to kill, I'm the one. Let go of Fu Hua and kill me. It's easier to kill me than to kill your own brother."
Fu Qinshan said nothing but from his movements that were preparing to draw the sword, the woman indeed wanted to kill Xin Chen.
Fu Qinshan flashed a horizontal slash twice, completely not hitting his opponent who instead retreated giving a distance. The woman kept pressing, until the counterattack came in and almost hit her left shoulder.
In the turmoil of her own anger, the woman no longer cared about her steps and only attacked brutally. His black robe was scratched in several places, blood pouring from his hands. Adu tangkis and attack walked for nearly ten minutes, Fu Hua still shedding her tears. He tightened his fist, wanting to end the fight in front of him and take out his own sword.
Xin Chen tilted his body as Fu Qinshan stabbed straight in from the front, his shoulders being pushed forward by the enemy. The woman almost fell into a limp because she lost balance. However Fu Qinshan managed to stand straight back up, chasing after Xin Chen who was retreating from him.
Before Fu Qinshan's attack hit him, Xin Chen had moved quite a distance. He had just realized the presence of another figure behind his back was about to stab from behind.
Just as he was moving away, Xin Chen saw that Fu Hua had already stabbed Fu Qinshan with one hand. And next to her was tightly hugging the stubborn woman.
"I'm sorry, Brother," she whispered. His cries faintly sounded.
"Council ... What is ... K-you're kell-"
Fu Qinshan vomited blood very much, his heart was pierced. "You suffered because you wanted to protect me. Only that, I understand your suffering, Brother. I've asked you to stop, repeatedly ..." Isak Fu Hua became the only voice in the midst of that silence.
"But you're ignoring me. Depends on Sir. So that I can get nice clothes, a comfortable home and decent food. I don't need any of that!"
Fu Hua's shoulder shook. He whipped out the sword on Fu Qinshan's body which instantly collapsed onto the ground. The head of Fu Qinshan. "I want you to live in peace. And now is the time. Sleep ... You've run a long way, to the point of being battered like this. I'll make sure I'm okay, but please, stop torturing yourself."
Fu Qinshan stared at the nanar on it, his hand trying to grab his sister's cheek that he loved so much.
"I ... always pray for your happiness," he said hoarsely. Fu Hua's tears fell down his face, Fu Qinshan could feel that.
"I ... Pleasure ... You're worried about me"
Fu Qinshan exhaled his last breath. Fu Hua bit her lips, she could not contain her sadness anymore. His sobs sounded bitter, the girl also had to lose.
Even when a hand slapped the girl's head softly, trying to calm her down Fu Hua was completely unaware. As the girl knows, she also lost her only remaining family. His Brother.