My Evil Imperial Wife is Too Arrogant

  Jun Luo Anxious Seeing that Jun Luochen wants to divide his boundaries with him, that's fine.

  He knew that Jun Luochen had a strong sense of responsibility to the demon clan, so he muffled: "I have trained the Sixteenth Brother into a qualified king, and he will succeed the demon after we leave."

  "..." Jun Luochen was startled, he didn't expect that Jun Luoyou even thought about the future.

   Then when did this person discover his whereabouts?

   "When did I say that I would leave with you? Jun Luoyou, many things can't be erased when they happen. It's hard to get through the mirror. The brotherhood between us is exhausted." Jun Luochen sighed.

  He can let go of all his previous grudges, but the knots in his heart are difficult to untie.

  "Brother, do you have to force me?" Jun Luoyou raised his head, his eyes reddish and lips were staring at Jun Luochen.

  Jun Luochen's anger kept popping up when he heard this, he glared at Jun Luoyou viciously and said: "Who are we pushing whom? Why do you want to kill me again?"

Jun Luoyou's face was pale, he shook his head: "How can I be willing to hurt you again."

  Jun Luochen suppressed his anger, and said angrily: "Let go."

   "Brother, you can punish me whatever you want, but don't leave me, or don't let me leave you, okay?" Jun Luo pleaded again anxiously.

   "No, I don't want to be a farmer and a snake again." Jun Luochen said cruelly.

Jun Luoyou's heart was twitching, he thought about it, and he wanted to take out a fist-sized red ball from his arms and hand it to Jun Luochen and said, "Brother, if you really hate me so much, kill my master soul." ."

   Jun Luochen took the red ball inexplicably, and after a closer look, his face suddenly changed.

  "Are you crazy?" Jun Luochen took a deep breath, his voice trembling somewhat.

  He knows what this red ball is.

  This is also a treasure of the demons, but it is very evil.

  This small red ball can imprison the main soul of a person, and burn it with the strongest **** fire every day. No matter how many strands of the divided soul are divided, the pain of the soul being burned can be experienced.

  This kind of punishment is not as good as death, it is the method used by the demon lord to deal with the most hated enemy.

  But he never thought that Jun Luoyou would use this method on himself, and judging from the weakening of the soul in the ball, Jun Luoyou's soul has been imprisoned and burned for hundreds of years.

  In other words, just a few years after his body fell and his soul flew away, Jun Luoyou imprisoned his own main soul and burned himself.

"I'm crazy." Jun Luo worries and grieves, "I shouldn't have been fascinated by hatred. My eyes are on my eldest brother. After my eldest brother's soul flew away, I searched for nothing, and I was in regret and pain all day long. Imprison and punish one's own main soul, just to suffer with the eldest brother."

  He will feel a little better when he suffers the pain of **** burning every day. This is also a way to make the other party feel soft when meeting Jun Luochen in the future.

  He admitted that he was a bit mean, but as long as Jun Luochen could return to him, he was willing to do anything.

  Jun Luochen no longer knows what words to use to describe his mood at this time, there is no trace of relief and comfort, but distressed.

  The child he loved to grow up was tortured by such vicious methods for so many years, and his heart was lost for the most part.

  "Remove your main soul and destroy this treasure." He sighed.

  "If Big Brother forgive me, I will destroy it." Jun Luoyou said firmly with a face: "But if Big Brother doesn't forgive me, then let the main soul continue to burn slowly until it perishes."

   Jun Luochen's face turned black instantly, "You threaten me?"

   "No, I just said my thoughts." Jun Luoyou whispered.

  Jun Luochen really wants to beat him up and worry, why is this child still so self-willed?

   "You said just now that you were fascinated by hatred, can I think that you are not just ambition to kill me?" Jun Luochen was calmer now.

Jun Luoyou was silent for a while and nodded: "Yes."

   "Why don't I remember that I had such a life and death feud with you?" Jun Luochen said angrily.

   Jun Luoyou lowered his head, "It was your mother's queen who killed my mother's concubine."

  Jun Luochen's eyes were surprised, and his brows furrowed, "You mean that Shao Fei was killed by my mother's queen?"

  When Shao Fei died, he was traveling outside. He didn't know the cause and effect. After returning, Shao Fei had been dead for several years, and he did not pay attention to Shao Fei, so he did not ask about the cause of death.

  Later, it was discovered that Jun Luoyou had been bullied by a group of royal brothers, and when he discovered that he had met him, he took him back to raise him personally.

  He didn't expect this kind of story to be hidden in the middle.

"Well, the queen gave a cup of poisoned wine. The mother and concubine died after drinking it. At that time, I was hiding under the bed and watching everything happen with my own eyes." Jun Luoyou was mentioning the hatred at that time, neither in his tone nor in his eyes. What waves, obviously have been put down

   "I have hatred in my heart, but I don't have the strength to revenge, so I endured it."

He paused and continued: "My father is also very unhappy with me, even a bit annoying. I think it is the queen's cause. I am often bullied in the palace. I wanted to find a chance to sneak out of the magic city. I thought but I met you."

  He will never forget Jun Luochen's warm and sunny smile when he brought him back to the palace when he was most embarrassed and weakest.

   "Back then, I didn't want to avenge you, but the queen died early in an accident, so I transferred the killing intent to the queen to you."

After listening to Jun Luoyou's words, Jun Luochen suddenly realized that it was like this.

He did not suspect that Jun Luoyou lied. One is that such a thing can be found by pulling up the death record of Shaofei a hundred years ago, and he can indeed do such a thing with his mother’s temperament; second, he used to be his father. The emperor reminded him not to raise wolves, it was he who was hiding his ears and stealing the bell.

  As soon as he raised his head, he saw that Jun Luoyou's eyes were red, and his black pupils were still stained with a few traces of sadness. The lumps in his heart suddenly disappeared, and his heart knot was broken.

  At that time, Junluo was worried about the loss of his mother. For some reason, his father and the emperor hated him very much. He was bullied and insulted by his peers every day, leaving an indelible hatred in his heart.

  Jun Luochen sighed in his heart and compared his heart to his heart. If such a thing happened to him, he might be dark and distorted, and it is normal to retaliate in the dark.

  Of course, if this matter were changed to other princes, Jun Luochen would not feel more guilty, and would kill this hatred in the bud, after all, he is not the Holy Father.

   can be replaced by Jun Luoyou, who is raising his pet with one hand, and he unconsciously empathizes and brings it in.

  "Finally, I didn't expect that there was such a passage in the past." Jun Luochen closed his eyes, opened the red ball and said, "Destroy it."

  Jun Luoyou understands Jun Luochen very well, and there is a burst of joy in his eyes, "Big brother, forgive me?"

   Jun Luochen glared at him, "Are you ruined or not?"

  It’s not good for things like this by default, you have to ask them.

  Where is Jun Luoyou still don’t know if Jun Luochen really doesn’t care about him anymore, even if he can’t go back to the past for a while, one day he will let them go back to the past.

  He rubbed Jun Luochen's shoulder like he did when he was a child, Zhanyan smiled and took the red ball over and destroyed it on the spot.

  A wisp of white soul flew out of the small ball and merged with Junluo's sorrow.

  As the red ball shattered and collapsed, the two brothers were relieved of their past.