Xuanhuan: I'm really not a villain

Yuanyuan was taken aback by what Feng Changlin said, her expression was violently distorted, and she said dissatisfiedly, "Brother! Why are you like this?"

Regardless of this or that, Feng Changlin's expression was still extremely indifferent, and he scolded, "If you bark again, I will stew that old dog right now!"

When Yuanyuan heard Feng Changlin's threat was so strong, she didn't dare to speak, turned her head away, pouted her face, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Feng Changlin was helpless in his heart, and his expression gradually slowed down. He didn't expect that his elder brother was not as good as a dog!

Really speechless!
But it’s not a solution to spend so much all the time, Feng Changlin frowned, sat on the side of the bed, took out the pill and looked at it again and again, the divine pattern loomed, he had a faint feeling, if his sister took this pill Elixir, this tricky unknown condition must be improved, or even cured!
The huge bag on his head still caused pain from time to time, stimulating his brain.

Feng Changlin raised his hand and touched the swollen gourd mouth-sized bag, feeling a little pain, and dared not touch it hard, for fear of bleeding.

With a flash of inspiration, Feng Changlin had already thought of a countermeasure.

Feng Changlin walked slowly step by step to the side of his sister's face, and found that the latter was dissatisfied, muttering something in his mouth.

Listen carefully, they are all bad brothers, stupid brothers and the like.

Feng Changlin held the crystal-like elixir and comforted him, "Look, Yuanyuan, what's the difference between this elixir?"

Yuanyuan was stunned, and stared at it carefully. The medicinal properties of the elixir blessed by Xianli appeared and disappeared, attracting her, and there was a gurgle in her throat, and she couldn't help the temptation.

A voice kept flashing in my mind, eat it, eat it.

“This seems to be different from what I usually eat”

She has never felt so empathetic for a moment, wanting to take a sip and replenish herself.

Yuanyuan murmured, stretched out a small hand, tremblingly trying to pick up the pill.

But when she was less than a punch away from the elixir, Yuanyuan came back to her senses in an instant, her mind was clear, she shook her head and said, "I won't take it, brother, you can take it."

Feng Changlin smiled and said, "You eat this one, brother still has it."

Hearing this, Yuanyuan felt depressed, and slowly lowered her hands, the scars on her face looked less scary at this moment.

She lowered her head slowly, and in the next second she became very excited again, her face was ferocious, and she shouted loudly, "Brother! You still lied to me!"

Feng Changlin was startled, but did not speak.

"You are obviously not the holy son of Shengxuanzong, so why don't you give me any medicine!"

Feng Changlin saw his younger sister was agitated, her hands were trembling uncontrollably, and the birthmark on her pretty face looked frightening, so he said with a smile, "Sister, you are joking, brother has always been the Son of God!"

But she never thought that Yuanyuan would stop trusting him, and retorted, "Don't lie, the pills that Yuanyuan has taken in the past few months are different, some are delicious and some are not, they are not the same as before!"

Only then did Feng Changlin realize why his sister said so. When he was the Holy Son, the Zongmen issued a special recovery energy-gathering pill, and it was this pill that he gave his sister. After he was dismissed, he always bought it by himself. The elixir was given to her, and the quality was high or low. Even he couldn't perceive the difference between them in detail, but he didn't expect his sister to know.

Feng Changlin was a little regretful, why he didn't notice these details and was noticed by his sister.

"Brother, stop wasting resources on Yuanyuan."

Yuanyuan said softly, a series of teardrops slid down the side of her face, her eyes flushed red, but there was no sound of crying.

Tears flew away with the eyes like a broken thread, which was heartbreaking.

"Hey, the last..."

Before Feng Changlin finished speaking, he saw his sister buried her head and began to sob, constantly wiping away the traces of pain on her face with her hands, from sobbing from time to time to continuous low-pitched crying.

"I'm really useless... Yuanyuan is really useless..."

Feng Changlin secretly slapped himself, why did he comfort his sister like this!This brother is really not as good as the old dog in the village.

"Yuanyuan might as well die!"

Hearing what my sister said again, Feng Changlin scolded, but then laughed again and said, "It's okay, sister, you don't know your usefulness, your usefulness is great"

Feng Changlin coaxed his younger sister clumsily, seeing her crying in grief made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Really?"

Although the consolation technique is a bit stupid, but Yuanyuan is just a fledgling child, and when she hears that she is useful, there is still some joy in her voice.

In her inherent impression, she was a useless person from beginning to end. Not only was she born ugly, she had a scar, but she also suffered from some kind of strange disease, which affected her family.

The elder brother also wastes a lot of practice resources because of taking care of her, and he often loses his cultivation.

Now that my brother said that he was useful, his little hands were sweating, his mood calmed down a little, he raised his head, and said with a childish temper, "Then tell me, what's the use for me?"

Feng Changlin touched Yuanyuan's head and comforted him, "Yuanyuan is useful. Because of Yuanyuan's presence, my brother is more motivated to practice, and I want to take good care of Yuanyuan."

The two lines of tears covered by my younger sister finally stopped, and she said a little dissatisfied, "You are lying again, your cultivation base has not broken through for a long time."

Feng Changlin smiled, and lightly popped a burst of spiritual energy, passed through a hole in the roof, flew straight to the sky, and exploded into a bunch of fireworks in the sky.

Yuanyuan looked up at the unbelievable scene, her jaw almost dropped in shock, and she stammered, "You're not lying...you've never performed for me before."

Feng Changlin said confidently, "When did my brother lie to you? As for the pill you said is not delicious, it must be that the group of old men who made alchemy didn't make alchemy well, which affects the quality of the pill. Let them do it!"

Feng Changlin speaks eloquently, and the words are so heroic and grand, the younger sister who listens is staring in admiration!

"It's thanks to the presence of Yuanyuan! Otherwise, how could my cultivation be so smooth?"

Feng Changlin heaved a sigh of relief, and finally calmed down his sister. It took him a lot of talking, but seeing his sister's yearning look, it was worth it again!

"It would be great if I could practice like my elder brother, and I won't bother others so much."

Yuanyuan still didn't want to lower her head, watching the firework transformed from the aura from bursting to dispersing to dissipating.

For the first time, the small body and the big eyes have a hazy longing and wish.

"As long as Yuanyuan eats it, then Yuanyuan will be able to cultivate like a big brother, and help him."

Feng Changlin took out the elixir again, and the divine light radiated continuously attracted Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan still didn't believe it, she shook her head and said, "You're still lying to me, I've taken so many pills and it's useless, this one is better than the previous one, brother, you'd better keep it for yourself."

Feng Changlin gritted his teeth, seeing that he was about to succeed, he couldn't help saying, "This one is different!"

"Different? What's the difference?"

"Because he was given by an immortal, a true immortal!"