Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated! Chapter 137: I didn’t die then, but now I don’t dare to die

Cruel?

Zhao Rui felt nothing.

He smiled and said, "Master, in fact, I think you can be more cruel!"

"Yo?!"

"Come and listen!"

Zhao Bingxiao looked at his fifth apprentice with some surprise. He thought he would call him crazy. After all, that's what his elder brother scolds him for.

"How about we take revenge with the Zhao family?"

Zhao Rui's words are indeed a bit outrageous.

However, Zhao Bingzhen just smiled and said, "Little Wu, you, you still have too little experience!"

"How do you know I didn't take revenge on the Zhao family?"

"Is there?"

Zhao Rui thought about it carefully, everything in the Zhao family was fine, and it seemed that they were getting richer and richer.

"Of course there is!"

Zhao Bingzheng laughed, "I'm already in my 50s, and I don't have anyone left!"

Stop offspring!

This is without a doubt the most vicious revenge!

Zhao Bingzhao can't do anything to his own father, nor can he do anything to his elder brother who loves him and protects him, but he can do something to himself.

For example, he has no descendants in his life.

Just go for this, his father is probably going to die.

And, most importantly, he has made the Zhao family famous over the years, making the Zhao family's industry prosperous.

It's just that everything in this world can't escape the end of prosperity and decline.

He is alive, and the Zhao family will not fall.

But after he died, what happened to the Zhao family, and what did it concern him?

If a family is unwilling to protect even its own people, then, what should such a family continue to do?

He can't help his brother out, but he can destroy himself.

Similarly, the Zhao family, who has the wealth of the enemy country, will sooner or later become a piece of fat in the eyes of others.

If people really have a spirit after death, Zhao Bingzhen hoped that his father would be with him and watch how this impersonal family declines and perishes.

Zhao Rui is silent!

He never thought about it.

He always felt that his master had no successor because fate didn't come. But he never thought that this was his master's choice.

"Master, in fact, you are not taking revenge on the Zhao family, you are taking revenge on yourself!"

"Is something wrong?"

Zhao Bingzhen laughed loudly, "When my sister was kneeling in the snow, no matter what the reason, I, the younger brother, had been taken care of by her for many years, but she became a tortoise!"

"You know what?"

"A lot of times, I've been thinking, if I had gone out, even if I died, at least my heart is safe!"

"It's not easy to live."

"Fortunately there is always an end!"

"Congratulations!"

Zhao Bingzheng lay on the bed and stopped talking.

Zhao Rui didn't make a sound, and quietly backed out. Because of what he said, he couldn't go on.

After so many years of contact, perhaps at this moment, he truly understands his master. Just after he left the room, Zhao Rui was a little unsure, did he really understand?

In the room, Zhao Bingxiao's eyes were dim.

What lingered in his mind was the heavy snow that year. His closest eldest sister was kneeling in the heavy snow in front of the door. At that time, the eldest sister was so thin that her cheeks were sunken, but he could only watch.

When his eldest sister passed away, many people gradually forgot the eldest lady of the Zhao family who was once famous in Beijing, but he never forgot.

As he said to Zhao Rui just now.

Living is not easy.

He can't die yet.

The **** man isn't dead yet, how can he die? How could he be willing to not watch them die, lift their graves, blow their bones to ashes, and destroy their family?

No matter how painful it is, you have to live.

I didn't die back then, and now I don't dare to die!