The little junior sister started acting like a monster again!

——Inside Zipur Pavilion

There were traces of the fierce duel everywhere, and Han Chu was the only one left in the entire attic, sitting alone on the ground. The blood from the corner of his mouth could not stop dripping on the plush carpet, which was particularly conspicuous.

He had been holding back the pain of being attacked and fighting with those people. Now there was no one. Han's body fell uncontrollably after the tight string of Han's purlin was lowered.

The rushing footsteps made Han Chu tense up again. He gripped the already bloody sword, inserted it into the floor tiles, and stood up tremblingly with the power of the sword hilt.

"A-Purn!!!" A man wearing a snow-white cloak and a unique voice broke in.

A pur? There are only a handful of people who call him Ah Chu, but the owner of this voice can always give him a reliable feeling, and he will never admit his mistake even if he dies!

Han Chu's eyes were wet, and he watched his elder brother take three steps towards him and then two steps before him. His blood that had not yet dried was smeared on his snow-white cloak and his robe.

But Han Li didn't care. He only saw his injured brother who was still struggling to support him. He supported him and asked him to focus on himself. He asked him in an anxious tone: "Who did this? Injured you?" It’s so heavy!”

Han Chu couldn't hold it in anymore, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and his heart was filled with sadness, but he didn't dare to look at his elder brother. He put his forehead on Han Li's shoulder and kept choking: "Brother... I... I'm sorry. ...I'm sorry...it's all my fault...I'm sorry..."

The endless words "I'm sorry" were like a hammer hammering his heart. The last time I saw Han Chu face him with such a shameless expression was when he saw him again after he wanted to commit suicide and was stopped, but this time it happened again. Why?

Han Li slowly raised his hand and patted his back. This action was the same as before, coaxing him patiently. Han Li didn't want to lose his temper like this and make his brothers feel that he was immature and useless, but when he saw him appearing in front of him The eldest brother couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to speak and tell him everything that had just happened, but the silent wailing and unstoppable tears prevented him from uttering a single word.

"I'm here, Ah Chu, don't be afraid." This sentence kept repeating in Han Chu's ears, and the deep voice gradually calmed down Han Chu's excitement.

He was crying so hard that his voice was hoarse. Han Li took advantage of this moment to open the lid of the porcelain bottle he had been holding with one hand, poured the elixir into his mouth, and then lifted his chin up without mercy.

Before Han Chu could react, he swallowed with a "Gulu" sound.

"Brother, please give me the pill, so I can eat it myself." Han Chu rubbed his chin, with wet tears still hanging on his face, and he was crying. He didn't know who he was, but he thought someone was abusing his child. .

Han Li saw that the blood on his body was no longer flowing, and his spiritual power penetrated into his body. It would take some time for the wound to fully recover, but it would not hurt his life, which was okay.

Han Li breathed out slowly and was about to ask him what happened when Han Li knelt down and kowtowed to him with a "thud" sound. Han Li was so frightened that he took a step back and quickly stepped forward to pull him up: "What are you doing! What happened?!"

Although Han Chu was pulled by him, he still refused to get up and continued to kneel down: "Brother, I'm sorry...the spiritual beads of the Silkworm Rain Road were taken away when I was about to open it."

Han Li was stunned for a while and said in a deep voice: "Shouldn't the Road to Silkworm Rain be opened tomorrow? Why would you open it tonight? Is your position in the Ancient City of Silkworms threatened?" Otherwise, how could you do this?

Han Chu clenched his fists, lowered his head and said nothing: "..."

Seeing that he wanted to avoid this topic, Han Li's deep voice had a hint of coldness: "Answer me."

Han Chu mustered up the courage to raise his head and look directly into his elder brother's eyes: "You should be worried about Miss Gu now. I sense that she is starting my journey to Silkworm Rain!"

Han Li suddenly lowered his figure, gripped his shoulders, and breathed a little louder: "What did you just say? Who did you say went in?!"

No one in the Han family knows Gu Jinshu's status. She is irreplaceable in the heart of the eldest brother. Just like their younger brothers, Han Li will silently pay attention to everything about her.

It was because he knew the importance of Gu Jinshu in Han Li's heart that Han Li felt guilty and blamed himself: "I don't know how Gu Xiaomei got in. Just when I wanted to call her through the spirit bead, I was attacked on the back of my head, and the spirit bead dropped when I slipped. On the ground, I wanted to pick it up but was blocked by the masked men. When I was distracted and fought them off, I turned around and found that the spirit beads had been taken away."

Han Li seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and the confused emotions on his face were clearly visible. This was something he had never shown before. Han Li had always acted vigorously and resolutely in everything he did, with his own judgment.

Han Chu quickly stood up and supported him: "Brother, I'm sorry, I..."

Han Li had experienced more severe beatings than his brothers, but he panicked for a moment, stood still, with a gloomy face, and asked Han Li in a cold tone: "Do you know who he is? Where is he? Did you have time to wait before they left?" Are you always doing tricks?"

Han Chu exclaimed. He had been trying to get into trouble just now. He was constantly affected by negative emotions and forgot about things that were beneficial to him. He had to rely on his elder brother.

Breath-tracing powder is an exclusive secret recipe developed by his second brother Mu Zisheng. As long as you put a little bit of it on the other person's body, his breath will be left behind silently, which can last for six hours.

Only the second brother has the secret recipe for this thing. It is not sold and there is no rumor. No one knows about this trace powder so far. If they need it, they can just ask Mu Zisheng to get it.

Han Chu's voice was a bit louder: "Yes, yes!!!! I sprinkled a little trace powder on the ground while they were not paying attention, and stepped on the person who attacked me as he walked away!"

Han Li raised the corner of his mouth towards him with relief: "Well done, it won't be further. I'll go over and take care of it."

Han Chu also planned to follow: "Eh? Then I..."

Han Li reminded him: "Have you forgotten? The spirit beads on the Silkworm Rain Road are gone now, so people are probably panicking at the entrance now, right? Why don't you, the fourth master, come forward to solve the problem?"

Han Chu patted his incompetent brain: "Yes, I have to solve this matter myself. I'll go right away. Brother, be careful."

Han Li should leave this place quickly and pursue the missing aura.

——Entrance to Silkworm Rain Road

Zhou Xunche and others were like ants on a hot pot. They wanted to find Han Chu, but they couldn't catch his breath. They could only wander around in circles like other Taoist friends.

Lu Xuanci did not relax for a moment: "Senior Brother, Junior Sister and Third Senior Brother have been in for two hours. It is useless to contact them through jade slips. We are completely disconnected from them now."

Mo Yuzhou couldn't bear it anymore: "Can't we break through this place and break in directly?"

Zhou Xunche stopped Mo Yuzhou's idea: "No, Silkworm Rain Road is a separate entity. If it is destroyed, everything in it will be destroyed, including - people."

Qi Mingze's heart raised in his throat: "I wonder how little junior sister is doing now."

Jiang Wen is always waiting in the dark. As long as the transmission port is open, no one can stand in his way.