Lin Hao raised his head with a lot of question marks on his face.

Although he doesn't use it often, he always has it when he needs it. Could it be that the previous one was used up?

At this time, Lin Hao sensed a resentment behind him. Turning back, he saw that the person emitting the resentment was none other than the senior brother whom he had just pushed away!

Lin Hao slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered that the silk handkerchiefs he had received before seemed to have been handed to him by his senior brother.

Lin Hao came close to Lin Jinxing and spread out his palms, "Brother Sipa, Senior Sister is crying."

It would have been better if Lin Hao didn't say anything. When Lin Hao pushed him away before, Lin Jinxing would just be sulking at most.

Now Lin Hao spoke out of concern for Ye Zhiling, completely forgetting that he had just been pushed away.

He even asked for the handkerchief that he had prepared specially for him. This realization made Lin Jinxing angrier and angrier, and his face darker.

Lin Hao had long forgotten that he had just pushed his senior brother away.

He looked at his senior brother's gloomy face and knew that he was a little angry.

But Lin Hao couldn't understand what had happened to make his senior brother, who had such a good temper, so angry?

Lin Hao did not retract his outstretched palm, but this time his gaze was more focused on his senior brother.

Lin Hao was just about to ask his senior brother why he was in such a bad mood, but he heard the sound of someone blowing his nose coming from Ye Zhiling's direction.

Lin Hao's attention was once again drawn to his senior sister.

Just now, Ye Zhiling felt a little uncomfortable with his face covered with tears.

She searched all over her body and found a few handkerchiefs, but she had used them all to wrap snacks.

Seeing this, Ye Zhiling tore a piece of cloth from his sleeve and wiped the tears from his face.

Finally, he didn't forget to blow his nose with the cloth again.

When Lin Hao looked over, he saw Ye Zhiling blowing his nose.

Ye Zhiling didn't care about Lin Hao and Lin Jinxing who were looking at her. She threw away the cloth nonchalantly and sniffed her now unblocked nose.

Lin Hao: “…”

If senior sister continues like this, it will be difficult for her to get married in the future.

Forget it, it’s good for my senior sister this way. It’s up to her whether to get married or not. Even if she doesn’t want to get married, I and I are there to accompany her.

Lin Hao shook his head helplessly, looked at Ye Zhiling's little face like a little cat, and stretched out his palm towards his senior brother again.

"Brother, a handkerchief."

Having seen Ye Zhiling blowing his nose with a cloth just now, Lin Hao did not dare to refuse when he asked him for a handkerchief even though he was still angry.

Lin Jinxing took out a handkerchief with a gloomy face. He originally wanted to put it in Lin Hao's palm, but he thought that his junior brother might wipe Ye Zhiling's face himself, so he changed direction and threw the handkerchief on Ye Zhiling's face.

Ye Zhiling took the handkerchief with a confused look on her face. The first thing she thought of was not to wipe her face clean, because she felt her face seemed quite clean.

Ye Zhiling's attention was all focused on the drop of sweat on Lin Hao's forehead.

She tilted her head, wondering if she should wipe it off for her junior brother?

Thinking this way, Ye Zhiling actually took action.

However, Lin Jinxing, who had noticed her intention first, stood in front of Lin Hao and protected him behind him.

Feeling the cold air coming from Lin Jinxing, Ye Zhiling couldn't help but shiver.

She immediately recalled the fear she had felt when she was dominated by her senior brother.

Lin Jinxing glanced at Ye Zhiling calmly, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Wipe your stained face clean!"

After saying this, Lin Jinxing once again gave Ye Zhiling a warning look.

Ye Zhiling was so scared that he immediately picked up a handkerchief and wiped his face randomly.

Lin Jinxing finally nodded in satisfaction at this time. He turned around and took out another handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Lin Hao's forehead.

His movements were gentle, as if he was wiping a rare treasure, which left Ye Zhiling standing beside him stunned.

Ye Zhiling: “…”

This is definitely not her senior brother!

Could it be that he was possessed by some demon?

Lin Hao was not used to being so intimate with his senior brother in front of outsiders, and his ears gradually turned red.

The fingertips of the senior brother were slightly cool, but his ears were very hot. Lin Hao seemed to be experiencing two extremes of ice and fire, making him feel a little dizzy.

A blush gradually spread across Lin Hao's cheeks. At this moment, Lin Hao felt as if everyone was looking at them.

Lin Hao finally couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere anymore, he lowered his head and pulled Lin Jinxing to run to the back.

The handkerchief that Ye Zhiling used to wipe her face was still on her face. She stared blankly at the backs of the two people as they left in a hurry.

It was not until the figure disappeared that Ye Zhiling reacted and immediately chased after it.

"Big Brother! Little Brother! Wait for me!"

Different from the vibrant atmosphere on Lin Hao's side, the atmosphere on Mu Zheng and Jun Buyi's side was much quieter.

Even Mu Zheng, who was usually the loudest, remained silent at this moment.

The two of them sat on the ground back to back, limp. Not only was they too lazy to move a finger, let alone meditate to recover.

This is the first time the two have worked together so well.

What is unexpected is that these two people, who are obviously sworn enemies, can work together so well.

Perhaps it is because they know each other too well and know what move the other will use next and where the other will make the move.

You can judge your next move from your opponent's moves and cooperate with his actions.

Thanks to this tacit understanding and their good luck, they did not encounter any overly powerful enemies.

The two did not suffer any serious injuries in this battle.

Mu Zheng was breathing heavily, and beads of sweat dripped down his smooth hair and fell into his lapels.

Mu Zheng licked his cracked lips, swallowed his saliva, raised his hand with difficulty and poked Jun Buyi behind him.

"Hey! I was the one who saved you from the sneak attack. If it weren't for me, you would have been hacked to death by that demon cultivator."

Jun Buyi no longer had any signs of mysophobia, and his clothes were covered in dirt.

He never sat on the ground before, but at this moment, he was too tired to care whether he was dirty or not.

He was so tired that he could not move, but the way he expressed it was much more subtle than Mu Zheng. Only the dripping sweat and his arms drooping weakly revealed his tiredness at the moment.

Jun Buzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, he glanced at Mu Zheng sideways, his Adam's apple rolling.

"Thank you." Jun Buyi's voice was hoarse and a little tired.

Mu Zheng poked Jun Buyi again and asked, "Hey! Tell me, can our relationship be considered as going straight from mortal enemies to friendship?"

In a corner where Mu Zheng couldn't see, Jun Buyi raised a wry smile at the corner of his lips. If possible, he would have wanted to cross these two thresholds long ago.

Jun Buyi said softly, "Forget it."

Mu Zheng was still very proud to hear that Jun Buyi was so obedient.

After all, when we were in Cang Hai Wu Ya before, it was always me who wanted to go west, but Jun Bu Yi insisted on going east.

He had never seen a Jun Buyi who believed whatever he said.

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