The Great Dream God

Chapter 334: Brothers’ Quarrel

Meng Jin's eyes were filled with endless pain and helplessness. The pain was like a peerless sword, piercing straight into the depths of his soul with an unstoppable force, making him feel miserable; the helplessness was like a heavy shackle, binding his body and mind like a rock, making it difficult for him to break free. His eyes were like torches, staring closely at the direction of his best friend. His worry about his best friend's life was like a surging tide, one wave higher than the other, almost drowning his reason. He knew Qingyue's ruthless methods very well, which were cruel and ruthless without any bottom line and unscrupulous means. Qingyue was like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, cold and vicious, exuding a chilling aura, ready to give a fatal blow at any time, making it hard to defend against.

Meng Jin shook his head in pain, his heart filled with grief and indignation. The grief and indignation were like a surging river, endless: "Qingyue, you devil! You will definitely be punished! What you have done is intolerable and will be judged by justice!" His voice trembled, full of hatred for Qingyue and unwillingness to accept his fate.

When Qingyue heard Meng Jin's curse, he sneered disdainfully. The laugh seemed to come from the devil of hell, which made people shudder: "Hmph, Meng Jin, do you think an ant like you can do anything to me? You are just a speck of dust under my feet. If I step on you lightly, you will be reduced to ashes." His eyes were full of contempt and arrogance, as if everything in the world was under his control.

Helplessly, Meng Jin felt like a fish on a chopping board, powerless. The feeling of powerlessness was like a mountain, pressing him so hard that he couldn't breathe. He was forced to give up the idea of ​​escaping, his eyes full of despair and grief. The eyes seemed to silently tell the injustice and helplessness of fate, which moved people. The despair was as dark as the abyss, and the grief was as burning as fire, intertwined together, forming an unspeakable pain.

Qingyue thought his plan had succeeded, and his ambition grew like a raging fire. He turned his greedy eyes to Qingfeng, as if he wanted to take the whole world for himself. His eyes were full of enthusiasm and desire, and that desire was like a surging tide that could not be stopped. His heart was full of desire for power and yearning for domination, as if he had become the master of the world.

"Qingfeng, do you think you can stop me? I will soon ascend to the highest position in the family, and by then, the entire family will be under my control! I will become the overlord of the family, and no one can shake my position!" Qingyue said arrogantly, his voice full of confidence and arrogance. He seemed to have seen the moment when he ascended to the highest position in the family, with glory and power over the world. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smug smile, with a bit of arrogance and conceit in that smile, as if everything in the world was under his control. That smile was like a sharp blade, piercing the hearts of everyone present.

He seemed to be immersed in his own fantasy, seeing himself sitting on the highest position in the family, receiving the worship and admiration of everyone. There was a greedy light in his eyes, like a hungry beast, craving for more power and wealth. His heart was full of longing for the future and confidence in himself, as if he had become invincible.

Qingfeng met his gaze fearlessly, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule. He said loudly: "Qingyue, you are obsessed with inheriting the position of the head of the family, but now you are fighting in front of outsiders. It is a shame for the family! People like you only know how to do anything for your own interests, and don't care about the honor and dignity of the family. Do you think you can ascend to the position of the head of the family with your conspiracy? It's just a foolish dream!" These words pierced Qingyue's heart like a sword, and every word was extremely sharp and firm. Qingfeng's voice was as loud as a bell, which seemed particularly abrupt and deafening in this tense atmosphere.

Qingfeng straightened his back and continued, "A person like you is not worthy of being the leader of the family! What the family needs is a wise, moral and responsible leader, but you are just a selfish, ruthless villain. Do you think that what you do can be concealed from the world? Sooner or later, the people in the family will see your true face. At that time, you will become the target of public criticism and be spurned by the family!" Qingfeng's figure is as tall as a pine tree, standing proudly between heaven and earth. He exudes an unparalleled momentum that makes people can't help but be impressed. His voice is loud and powerful, like Huangzhong Dalu, which seems particularly abrupt and deafening in this tense atmosphere. There is a proud light flashing in his eyes, as if it is a bright light in the dark, illuminating the hope in people's hearts and giving people endless courage and strength.

Qingyue's face instantly became extremely gloomy, like the sky before a storm, covered with dark clouds, full of depression and anger. His eyes flashed with anger, and that anger was like a blazing flame, as if it wanted to completely devour Qingfeng and turn it into ashes. His heart was filled with hatred for Qingfeng, and he wished he could tear Qingfeng into pieces immediately to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Qingfeng, you ignorant bastard, you still dare to talk to me like this even now! Today is the day you die!" Qingyue gritted his teeth and said, his voice was full of anger and murderous intent, like a cold wind, making people shudder and creepy. His body was trembling slightly, it was because of the trembling caused by anger, his heart was full of hatred for Qingfeng, he couldn't wait to put Qingfeng to death.

In anger, Qingyue launched a violent attack on Qingfeng. His figure was as erratic as a ghost, as fast as lightning, and hard to grasp. His movements were like a violent storm, making it difficult to cope with. Each of his attacks contained endless power, as if he wanted to destroy the whole world.

"Die, Qingfeng!" Qingyue roared, his voice was as deafening as thunder, and it seemed that people's eardrums were about to be broken. His eyes were full of madness and murderous intent, a kind of desperate madness, a kind of murderous intent that made people shudder.

Every time he attacked, he carried the power to destroy everything, as if he wanted to turn everything in the world into nothing. His fist wind was as powerful as thunder, whistling towards Qingfeng. Wherever the fist wind passed, the air made a sharp whistling sound, as if groaning in pain. The fist wind was as fierce as a gale and as dense as a rainstorm, leaving people nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide.

The air was filled with tension, as if a devastating storm was about to come, making people feel suffocated and terrified. Qingyue's movements were as fast as lightning, and his figure left a trail of afterimages in the air, like a dream bubble, dazzling and overwhelming. The afterimages were like ghosts, floating in the air, filling people's hearts with fear and uneasiness.

Qingyue's figure was like a demon descending from the earth. His moves were fierce and fierce. Every blow carried his anger and endless ambition. His figure was like a ghost floating in the air, as fast as lightning, making it difficult to grasp. The weapon in his hand flashed with cold light, and the cold light was just like the biting cold wind in the abyss of the nine netherworlds, as if it wanted to freeze everything in this world, and it seemed to tear Qingfeng in front of him into countless pieces, so as to dispel the resentment in his heart. The weapon was like a sickle of death, ready to harvest Qingfeng's life at any time.

Qingfeng tried his best to resist Qingyue's violent attack, but he gradually fell into despair in front of Qingyue's suffocating power. His body was exhausted, his strength was exhausted, but his heart was still full of unyielding will. He knew that he could not give up so easily, he had to fight for his dignity and the honor of his family.

"Qingyue, you won't succeed!" Qingfeng shouted. Although his voice was weak, the firm determination contained in it was as hard as steel. There was an unyielding light in his eyes, and that light was like a torch, burning in the darkness, illuminating his way forward.

Qingyue's attack was like a pair of extremely sharp blades, mercilessly slashing at Qingfeng's limbs. With a series of horrifying screams, Qingfeng's limbs were cruelly cut off, and the painful expression was simply unbearable to watch. The blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly dyeing the originally clean ground into a shocking red. The red was like a picture of hell, filling people's hearts with fear and sorrow.

"Ah!" Qingfeng screamed in pain, his voice was like the cry of a cuckoo, filling people's hearts with sympathy and grief. His body twisted helplessly on the ground, his painful appearance filled people's hearts with pity.

His body twisted helplessly on the ground, blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly dyeing the originally clean ground into a shocking red, as if the earth was crying for this tragic scene. The blood flowed like a river, gathering into a small pool of blood, which was like a mirror, reflecting Qingfeng's pain and despair.

However, even though Qing Feng's body had suffered such a severe blow and was almost on the verge of collapse, his eyes still burned with an unyielding flame. That flame was like an everlasting star, shining in the darkness and illuminating his soul.

"Qingyue, if you don't kill me today, I will make you pay a terrible price for what you did today!" Qingfeng gnashed his teeth and shouted angrily. Although his voice was weak and seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, the firm determination contained in it was as hard as steel. His eyes were full of hatred and determination, a kind of reckless hatred and a determination to never give up.

"Humph, do you think you still have a chance?" Qingyue looked at Qingfeng with disdain, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule. He thought Qingfeng was already a useless person and no longer had the ability to pose a threat to him.

"I will definitely live and watch you go to destruction!" Qingfeng's eyes were firm and full of desire for life and expectation for the future. He believed that as long as he was still alive, he would be able to find an opportunity to make Qingyue pay for his actions.

The people around were shocked by the tragic scene. They watched it all silently, their hearts filled with fear and anxiety. Their eyes were filled with fear for Qingyue and sympathy for Qingfeng. They didn't know how to face such a situation. Their hearts were full of contradictions and struggles. They didn't know which side they should stand on or how to choose their future.

In this bloody scene, the air seemed to freeze and time seemed to stop.