Poor girl is hated by everyone, villains drive her crazy

"elder brother!"

Yu Xi didn't expect Zhong Xian to have such a big reaction just by hearing her name. She hurriedly hugged Zhong Xian tightly, and even though Zhong Xian's body was colder than ice at this time, she did not let go.

The ghostly energy seemed to be more ferocious than before, struggling to surge out of Zhong Xian's body. The whistling black energy violently surrounded them.

Not until Zhong Xian stood firm did the ghost energy finally and unwillingly get back into his body.

Zhong Xian gently held Yu Xi in his arms, and after making sure that Yu Xi in his arms was not an illusion, he let out a long breath and buried his head in her neck, looking a little tired:

"Xiao Xi'er, you came to see me."

His voice was very soft, but still as gentle and low as always, and sounded somewhat cheerful, like the sound of elegant music.

Yu Xi's fox fur was messed up by the ghostly aura, and she didn't even bother to smooth the fur. She turned her head and touched Zhong Xian's face worriedly.

The temperature has become cold again, and I can't warm it up no matter how hard I try:

"Brother, are you feeling better?"

Zhong Xian nodded.

After a few seconds, Zhong Xian raised his head again, and there was no trace of fatigue on his face.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled carelessly as usual, leaning against Yu Xi's face and saying:

"Xiao Xi'er cares about me so much that she came in to look for me even though she knew I was in the illusion? Were you hurt in the illusion?"

Yu Xi shook her head and was about to take Zhong Xian away from the illusion as soon as possible, but Granny Liang beside her took a few steps back in fear, and her voice became more unbelievable:

"Lord City Lord? What's wrong with you? Are you possessed by a monster?"

Yu Xi's face changed and he subconsciously stretched out his hands to protect Zhong Xian.

"Brother, don't listen or look, I will take you out of the illusion now."

The illusion will show people the saddest and angriest things in order to break people's minds. She can't let anything here hurt Zhong Xian again.

But unexpectedly, Zhong Xian didn't care and held her head. His eyes moved slightly. Without even looking at Grandma Liang, he raised his hand and waved a burning ghost fire at Grandma Liang.

Granny Liang instantly turned into ashes with a scream.

Yu Xi looked at the extra black dust in the air and didn't react for a moment to what was happening.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Zhong Xian again, only to see Zhong Xian looking around, with a coldness in his eyes that she could not understand.

"Brother, they..."

"Don't worry, Xiao Xi'er. These are people who died a long time ago. Everything here is fake."

Zhong Xian looked at the two lanterns with landscape paintings hanging on the eaves and was distracted for a moment, but he quickly smiled and rubbed Yu Xi's head and said:

"Wait for me, I will take you out of the illusion immediately. Now that I have regained my mind, this kind of place cannot trap me."

After saying this, without waiting for Xi's response, he nimbly jumped onto the tallest building in the city, stood sideways holding Yu Xi in his arms, with a bustling street below him.

Ghost energy ignited from under his feet and quickly spread into the city. In just a few breaths, the entire Qiuluo City was engulfed in flames, and miserable wails could be heard everywhere.

If you listen carefully, you can hear the people in the city calling out to the bells in despair.

Zhong Xian just looked down at all this with an expressionless face.

In the firelight, his hair was as black as ink and he was still wearing white clothes, but everything happening before his eyes seemed to have nothing to do with him.

He is the one who is compassionate and helps others, but he is also the one who is full of murderous sins.

At the same time, the illusion could not withstand Zhong Xian's ghostly aura and began to shatter from the edges. With a tremor, the illusion disappeared and Zhong Xian, who was lying on the snow, opened his eyes.

His first reaction was to find Yu Xi.

Fortunately, Yu Xi was sitting next to him. He stretched out his arms and hugged Yu Xi tightly. Unlike in the illusion, the feeling of hugging Yu Xi in reality made him feel more at ease.

Yu Xi also touched his head.

"Brother, you are crying."

Her thumb rubbed the bottom of Zhong Xian's eye, where there was a shallow mark of water.

Zhong Xian didn't seem to expect that he would cry. He lowered his head and touched his face, and actually felt water marks.

While he was stunned, Yu Xi had already nimbly gotten into his arms and hugged him, with her furry ears just touching his heart.

It's a familiar heartbeat.

The monks said that my brother was dead, and they were talking nonsense.

Although my brother's body was very cold, he had a heartbeat.

"When I was sad, my brother hugged me. Now that my brother is sad, I hug him too."

She smiled and raised her head, rubbing against Zhong Xian's arms again and again, her voice was crisp when she acted coquettishly: "It turns out that brother's arms are the most comfortable!"

Zhong Xian just felt his neck tickled by the hair on the tip of Yu Xi's ear, and he smiled all of a sudden.

"I'm not sad, I just slept too long and I'm a little tired."

He smiled and picked up Yu Xi, then kissed her on the forehead. He really wanted to hold Yu Xi like this for the rest of his life.

This is his sister, his only home.

Who would have thought that at this moment, a dark shadow appeared from the side, stared at Zhong Xian's face with his big eyes and said:

"Zhong Xian cried? Really cried?"

Zhong Xian looked at Ji Zhi expressionlessly.

Ji Zhi patted his chest and said, "You crybaby! You cry whenever you want. You are not a man at all. Look at me, I won't cry!"

I don’t know who the person was who thought Yu Xi was eaten and cried so hard in the illusion.

"Yes, yes, you are a silly roe deer, okay."

What worries Zhong Xian the most now is that a fool has appeared in his family, which is a hundred times more worrying than him managing the messy demon world before.

Jizhi touched his head, feeling that there was something wrong with what Zhong Xian said.

Yu Xi held his forehead with his hand.

However, although he had left the illusion, Yu Xi was still somewhat curious about what Zhong Xian had experienced in the past.

Why did the bell strings become like this?

Where did Qiu Luocheng go again?

What happened to those enthusiastic people in the city?

But she was afraid that asking these questions without permission would make Zhong Xian sad.

After thinking it over again and again, she spoke carefully:

"Brother, you used to be the top scholar. I heard that there is only one top scholar among 100,000 students in the human world. You are so amazing!"

Zhong Xian's nose almost turned up when he was praised by Yu Xi. He cleared his throat and said unreservedly, "Of course, I am your brother, very capable. I am proficient in politics and criticizing current problems. I am also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I am proficient in everything!"

After a pause, he continued, "When we get back, I can still draw for Xiao Xier. What does Xiao Xier want to see?"

Yu Xi recalled that he had found a lot of calligraphy and paintings in Zhong Xian's room, which were truly amazing.

Seeing that Zhong Xian was happy, she quickly responded:

"Can you draw me, brother?"

"Okay!" Zhong Xian was happy: "You can draw as many Xiao Xi'er as you want!"

When Ji Zhi heard about such an interesting thing, he also reached out and said, "I want to draw my sister too!"

"You? I'd be thankful if you didn't draw Xiao Xi'er as a little bastard..."