Tomb robbing: only one person can do it

In front of us is a vast white world, with small snowflakes flying in the air, dancing like dreamy snow elves, and the whole world seems to be shrouded in heavy snow.

Qinghuai doesn’t know where this is? Maybe somewhere in Kunlun.

"Smelly Junyue, you always tell me to stay where I am, but I don't know where to go to play. This time I won't listen~~~"

When Qinghuai heard the sound, he slowly turned his head and saw a person walking towards him.

Isn't this...me?

Qinghuai stared quietly at the face that was exactly the same as his own. Although the two were similar, they were different. The other party was wearing a blue and white ancient robe, with gorgeous and clear blue and white lotus patterns and pure white lining and erratic auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on it. Her hair was scattered casually, and some of it fell gently on her shoulders. Above, some hang down leisurely to the waist, and the blue-white hair is swaying in the cold wind.

Qinghuai stared carefully at the other self who was different from him, and found that apart from their appearance, it seemed difficult to find anything else in common.

Suddenly Qinghuai's eyes widened and he felt indignant: No...why! We are all the same person, why are you taller than me?

"No, I used to be taller than I am now? Then why am I shorter now? Have I shrunk?" Qinghuai murmured.

"I will grow taller in the future!!!"

When he thought of this, Qinghuai's eyes suddenly lit up, and a slight smile appeared at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He didn't know what he was giggling at.

Qinghuai thought: Who knows if I can be higher than the little brother, the fat man, or Xie in the future?

I can't help but have an ambition in my heart: by then, the black glasses will no longer be able to suppress me.

Black Blind Man: My kid, you are very brave! ! !

When he grew up, Xiao Qinghuai did not lose his baby fat and still retained his childish look. Perhaps because of the cold surrounding, Xiao Qinghuai's slender face still had a slight blush.

"what--"

Xiao Qinghuai shouted in confusion and saw a person lying in front of him. When he looked closer, he realized that it was a child.

The moment Qinghuai saw that person, he hurriedly ran towards the figure. Although the child looked about ten years old, Qinghuai still recognized it as his little brother at a glance.

Looking at the pale brother in front of him, Qinghuai's tears couldn't stop falling. He knelt down next to him and reached out eagerly, but found that he couldn't touch him at all.

He could only sit on the side helplessly, looking at Xiao Qinghuai and shouting: "Brother, what are you doing? Please help me... little brother... wuwuwu..."

Xiao Qinghuai looked at the boy in front of him, reached out and touched his face, and said, "Why is it so cold! Why is there a child here alone?"

Xiao Qinghuai didn't have time to think too much, so he picked up the fainted boy and turned around to leave. Xiao Qinghuai bent over and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This man looks so small, he is quite thin, why is he so heavy!

Xiao Qinghuai's waist bent into an extremely exaggerated arc, and his whole body trembled as he walked, always feeling that his waist might break in the next second.

Qinghuai wiped away the non-existent tears and hurriedly followed. He couldn't help but sigh: Is the little brother that heavy? The little brother is just a child now, how can he not be able to carry it?

Xiao Qinghuai: Standing and talking doesn’t hurt my back————

Xiao Qinghuai carried the boy to a cave. This cave seemed to be the nest of some large animal, but it had been commandeered by Xiao Qinghuai at the moment.

Qinghuai secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the little brother who was wrapped in a blanket and whose expression had softened a little.

Qinghuai looked at the little brother and couldn't help but wonder: Why did the little brother appear here alone? Have I met this guy before? Then why don't I remember my little brother?

Qinghuai stared at the younger brother closely, with a hint of confusion in his eyes————————

The boy was lying on the soft blanket, his body curled up unconsciously, as if trying to absorb some warmth. His dry lips were bloodless, leaving only a faint breath.

Xiao Qinghuai looked at the young man in front of him with some distress. He held the young man's injured hand and found that there seemed to be some wounds on his arm. He lifted up the other man's sleeves and couldn't help but exclaimed, "How could there be... so many... …”

There are wounds on the young man's arms that are large or small, long or short. The strange thing is that these wounds are of different depths. Even the shallowest wounds are very deep. The person who did it seems not to care about the young man's life or death at all. Talk about severity.

The wounds on his arms were old and new, as if they had been scratched by some sharp weapon. Xiao Qinghuai carefully looked at other parts of the boy's body and found that the two arms and palms with the most wounds were so dense that it was shocking. These wounds were basically They were all injured by sharp objects, and there were many wounds in other places. They seemed to have been hit by something or beaten...

Xiao Qinghuai's hot tears fell on the boy's arm. He stretched out his index finger and touched the boy's wound lightly, and then stretched out his finger like an electric shock.

Tears kept falling down Xiao Qinghuai's cheeks like broken pearls, and the distress gradually came to his heart.

Xiao Qinghuai thought that when he accidentally fell down and was injured, his palms were cut several times. It was the first time he was injured, and he was crying so hard that he was out of breath. Turning around to look at the young man silently, this man had so many injuries, how painful it must be...

Xiao Qinghuai looked at the other party's increasingly weak breath and blinked. No matter what, let's do this first!

Xiao Qinghuai slowly moved his lips towards the boy, stayed above him, pinched the boy's chin and used slight force to open the other's lips slightly. Xiao Qinghuai's spiritual power circulated and he slowly pushed the Origin Pearl to the young man's lips.

Then he continued to use his spiritual power to bring the Origin Pearl to the boy's heart, and controlled the Origin Pearl to release the endless power of life. He watched the wounds on the boy's body gradually disappear, as well as the increasingly powerful heartbeat and breathing.

Xiao Qinghuai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought a little guiltily: If I put the Origin Pearl on this child for a few days, it should be fine. I can just take it back after he is healed. Qingyun and Junyue should You won’t know, hee hee hee————

Xiao Qinghuai couldn't help but think beautifully: My life source pearl should be repairing his body now, and he should be fine soon.

Then he sighed and thought a little distressedly: This child's health is too bad, why is he so thin? The little one was lying in the snow, so pitiful.

Suddenly thinking of something, Xiao Qinghuai immediately went to cook a pot of hot soup. After cooking, he put it in a bowl. After fanning the side a few times, he carefully held the bowl and walked towards the pale boy.

Although the young man fell into a coma and fell into a deep sleep, he could still see his beautiful eyebrows, delicate fair skin, slender and slightly thin figure, and his whole body looked as gentle as gurgling water.

Xiao Qinghuai freed up one hand to help the young man up, pulled him into his arms and leaned against him. The hot soup in the bowl was steaming, and he blew carefully until the hot soup was no longer so hot. He took a spoonful of it. Put it to the boy's mouth.

The young man seemed to have lost consciousness, his mouth was tightly closed, and there was no sign of opening his mouth. Xiao Qinghuai looked at the boy's chapped lips, and tears were about to fall out of his eyes. He choked and said, "Drink quickly! Otherwise you will..."

What to do? What to do? What to do……

Xiao Qinghuai suddenly thought of something, put the boy down carefully, then picked up the bowl and took a sip of hot soup, holding it in his mouth. When Shen Qinghuai saw this scene, he immediately said anxiously: "It's not you who is drinking! I need it more than you!"

Xiao Qinghuai slowly brought his lips closer, pried open the boy's lips with difficulty, covered the boy's lips, and drank the hot soup in his mouth bit by bit.

A bowl of hot soup took a dozen times before it slowly bottomed out.

The boy's originally chapped lips now exuded an alluring luster, with a touch of rosy color compared to the pale color before.