Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

Chapter 173 Fratricide, the Painful Truth

"Um."

Yaoyue glanced coldly at Hua Wuque, showing no concern for his broken arm or his obviously much more weathered face. Her gaze, however, lingered below, as if searching for someone.

Just now, Wei Wu whispered in her ear that the child Yan Nantian took away back then is here now!

Lianxing glanced at Hua Wuque's completely severed arm with a strange expression, nodded slightly to Hua Wuque, and said softly, "You look like you've suffered a lot."

Lianxing's single sentence made Hua Wuque's nose tingle, and he almost cried. He looked as aggrieved as a child weighing over 100 pounds, "Master, Second Master, I thought you—"

"Why are you crying? Hold it in!"

Yaoyue coldly suppressed Hua Wuque, but still couldn't find the target. She could only look at Wei Wu, hoping he would tell her the answer directly.

While keeping an eye on Tie Xinlan, Wei Wu turned his head and whispered a few words in Yaoyue's ear with a smile.

A blush crept across Yaoyue's fair face, and her proud phoenix eyes gave Wei Wu a charmingly disdainful look. She nodded slightly with her raised chin, "Okay."

Wei Wulang smiled and pointed towards the Murong family, saying, "That's the one with the broken leg."

Yaoyue, Lianxing, and Hua Wuque all looked towards the Murong family. The first two had never seen Xiaoyuer before, but Hua Wuque blurted out, "Xiaoyuer! Xinlan!"

Yao Yue hadn't expected that Hua Wuque would know that bastard child, but it was precisely because of this that a perverse excitement welled up inside her, and she immediately raised her head and said, "Hua Wuque!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Kill the little fish."

"yes?"

Hua Wuque reflexively obeyed Yaoyue's command, but immediately looked up in a daze, meeting Yaoyue's cold, downcast gaze. He involuntarily shivered and quickly lowered his head.

He swallowed hard and said hesitantly, "Master, he—"

"What, you think you've mastered some amazing martial art and become independent, so you no longer acknowledge me as your master?"

Yaoyue, unusually, spoke a string of words, pointing at Xiaoyuer and saying, "Either kill him, or I'll personally kill you and him together!"

His cold words were devoid of any emotion, but the murderous intent that filled the lines was like sharp knives piercing Hua Wuque's heart, reminding him of his days in the Yihua Palace.

Hua Wuque stopped trembling, slowly got up, took a deep breath of the blood-scented air, and said in a deep voice, "This disciple obeyed his orders. He jumped down from the gap in the railing he had knocked out, crossed the long street, and killed his way to the Murong family. He strangled Tu Jiaojiao to death in one fell swoop."

The sudden turn of events left everyone stunned, staring at Hua Wuque. Liu happy, enraged, slammed his horse to the ground and roared, "Hua Wuque! Do you know what you're doing?!"

Hua Wuque coldly charged toward Xiaoyuer.

Xiaoyuer was still in a daze from Tu Jiaojiao's death, but as Hua Wuque struck him with a palm, the sharp wind hitting his face, he suddenly "came to life." The blood vessels in his pupils snapped, and bright red blood slid from the corner of his split eye. A sharp, owl-like roar burst from his mouth: "Hua! Wu! Que!"

Bang!

Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque's fists collided violently. Several of Xiaoyuer's finger bones were broken instantly. The surging true energy tore his skin and muscles apart like waves, causing flesh to burst. Even the power-generating mechanism hidden in his sleeve was shattered.

Little Fish was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with several pieces of internal organs.

Hua Wuque felt a pang of reluctance, but when he felt a piercing gaze on his back, he gritted his teeth and charged out, quickly catching up with Xiaoyuer. He stomped down hard, hitting Xiaoyuer squarely in the chest!

Bang!

Little Fish's figure sank directly into the fine bluestone paving stones, sliding two or three zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) like a ski.

Hua Wuque clenched his fist and raised his arm. Since he couldn't lift Xiaoyuer with his other sleeve, he knelt on one knee on Xiaoyuer's chest. With just one punch, he could smash Xiaoyuer's head into pieces.

But he hesitated to throw his punch. Despite having only known each other for a few days, he felt an indescribable closeness to the person, even more so than his feelings for the Yihua Palace that he had shared for over a decade.

The conflict between his master's orders and his friend's affections was a painful mix of emotions that lingered in Hua Wuque's heart.

Blood dripped from his fist and landed on Xiaoyuer's face, adding a touch of vitality to his miserable appearance.

"Cough cough————"

Little Fish couldn't even open his eyelids, and he could only vaguely see the person in front of him. His chest burned, and even breathing felt like swallowing a thousand needles. "You're so cruel, Hua Wuque—"

Before he could even unleash the power of the master craftsman's mechanical skills and the armor made by three thousand artisans of the imperial court, Hua Wuque had already smashed it to pieces. It was completely useless, and even the components inside his body were shattered. He could barely stand up, let alone speak.

"We—cough cough! No, we're not—friends anymore!"

The little fish was on the verge of death; unless it was fed with golden water, it would surely die.

Therefore, Yaoyue arrived at the Murong family with great enthusiasm and, picking up where Xiaoyuer left off, said, "Of course you are not friends, because you are brothers."

Yaoyue's words struck Hua Wuque and Xiaoyuer like a thunderbolt.

Hua Wuque immediately moved his foot away from Xiaoyuer's chest, rolling to the side. His lips were pale as he looked at his seemingly unfamiliar master. The other man's demeanor was as aloof as ever, but at this moment, that aloofness was mixed with a hint of madness. "Master, what did you say?"

Even Xiaoyuer was so agitated that he experienced a brief moment of lucidity before death, his eyes wide open. However, his injuries were too severe; a rib had been broken by Hua Wuque and pierced his lung, rendering him unable to speak.

Yaoyue recounted the past with glee, her eyes filled with satisfaction. "Your mother and father, those two vile women, dared to betray me! You two bastards should bear this debt!"

"Now that I see you brothers killing each other, I wonder if these two doomed lovers will be happy in the afterlife!"

Hua Wuque's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

He never dreamed that his beloved master and second master were actually the enemies who killed his parents, and he never imagined that he would kill his own brother with his own hands!

He subconsciously turned to look at Xiaoyuer, only to see Xiaoyuer's lips trembling as if she were saying, "Hurry up and go."

Is this concern from a brother?

Hua Wuque felt a warmth in his heart, but looking at Xiaoyuer's pitiful figure, the pain in his eyes turned into a firm resolve.

No! I'm not leaving!

Hua Wuque coldly raised his head, his eyes brimming with tears, and looked at Yaoyue, gritting his teeth as he cried, "Master—this is the last time I'll call you Master! I want you to be buried with my parents and brothers!"

"graft!!!"

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