Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

Feng Qingmu came back panting tiredly. He sat down and took out his water bag, but found that there was no water.

"Cousin, do you have any water?"

Lin Qing reached out for the water bag in Lin Huaijin's hand, and Lin Huaijin held his hand, "Brother, I haven't finished drinking yet."

After saying that, he took out another water bag from the storage ring and threw it to Feng Qingmu.

He picked up his brother's water bag and continued drinking.

I didn’t drink so quickly this time, I drank slowly and leisurely.

Lin Qing curled his fingers together but didn't try to break free.

Feng Qingmu gulped down a few gulps and let out a long sigh of relief.

He looked towards Lin Qing, his emotions could not be seen from his half-closed eyes, but his face was still cold and he looked as if he wanted to keep strangers away.

His brother said that there was a problem with his cultivation method and he didn't know when it would be fixed.

Obviously, my cousin before was quite gentle.

Feng Qingmu yawned and closed his eyes to rest for a while.

Lin Huaijin put away the water bag and played with Lin Qing's hands with both hands, from the fingertips to the palms, from the palms to the backs of the hands, and then to the wrists, having a lot of fun.

For him, he can get rest as long as he leans on his brother. His mind is relaxed, and the mental fatigue is relieved because of the flow of the same heart between him and his brother.

Lin Qing closed his eyes and focused on practicing.

early morning.

Lin Qing opened his eyes and said, "It's time to go."

Lin Huaijin stood up, brushed off the dust on the ground, and then patted his brother.

Feng Musi and Su Wen were in charge, while Feng Qingmu stayed behind.

Lin Huaijin, Lin Qing, Qiankong, and Feng Qingsong passed through the city's protective barrier and flew towards Mimei in the distance.

From time to time, "semi-finished products" flew in the air and were shot down by them.

It took a quarter of an hour to fly to the huge throne.

Mi Mei raised his eyelids and glanced at them lightly, then waved his hand, and four "semi-finished products" in the God Transformation Stage flew out of the black hole.

Although they were well prepared, they still felt a little uneasy when they saw him summon a puppet with such a high level of cultivation so casually.

The one who is most familiar with Mimei here is Senku.

Lin Huaijin sent a message to Qiankong, "Go test Mi Mei and confirm whether it is true."

After saying that, he took the initiative to step forward and drag Senku's "semi-finished product".

Feng Qingsong and Lin Qing are both in the Nascent Soul stage, so they feel quite a bit of pressure dealing with people in the Spirit Transformation stage.

Fortunately, these "semi-finished products" are not real people, but just obedient puppets, not flexible enough, so they can deal with them.

Lin Huaijin dealt with two "semi-finished products" while keeping an eye on Qiankong and Mimei.

Qiankong flew straight to the throne, "Mimei, are you attacking the Demon Lord City because you want to become the Demon Lord?"

Mi Mei said nothing coldly, but waved his hand again, and two "semi-finished products" in the God Transformation Stage came out of the black hole and attacked Qiankong.

Lin Huaijin's eyes turned slightly cold. This was not a solution.

He said loudly: "Mi Mei, if you want to be the Demon Lord, you can tell me, maybe I will give it to you."

Qiankong was startled and turned around and shouted, "Young master, you can't do this!" He turned around to block an attack and moved towards Lin Huaijin.

Lin Huaijin sent him a message: "I lied to him, you continue to move forward to attract his attention."

Senkong paused, turned around and continued to go towards Mimei.

Lin Huaijin continued to shout: "When do you want to take the top position? Tell me, and I will satisfy you."

Mi Mei glanced at him coldly, waved her hand, and two more "semi-finished products" in the Spirit Transformation Stage emerged from the black hole.

Lin Huaijin sucked in a breath of cold air. He was dragging four people in the Spirit Transformation Stage by himself. Even though they were half-finished products, they were annoying enough.

How many people have not been released by Mi Mei yet?

Lin Huaijin had almost no time to attack and was only on defense.

Qiankong was also constantly trying to attract Mi Mei's attention, "Mi Mei, think about Mo Su. Didn't you promise to be loyal to Mo Su forever?"

"Mi Mei, there are so many demons in the city, are you going to kill them all?"

"What the hell are these things you raise? Are you cooperating with aliens? You betrayed the demons!"

But no matter what he said, Mi Mei remained indifferent. She just thought he was noisy and sent out two more "semi-finished products".

Now Qiankong and Lin Huaijin, both in the Spirit Transformation Stage, are each dealing with four "semi-finished products" in the Spirit Transformation Stage, and are almost surrounded.

Lin Qing and Feng Qingsong, whose presence had been extremely weak since just now, had already reached the side of the black hole.

Lin Qing swung his sword towards the black hole, making a sound of metal and stone, and his palm became numb.

Mi Mei turned around and waved his hand, and four new "semi-finished products" emerged from the black hole.

Lin Huaijin frowned fiercely. Mi Mei had so many semi-finished products, as if they were inexhaustible.

Feng Qingsong took out a mirror given to him by Feng Musi. This was the exquisite mirror of the Fengling clan, which could reflect the original appearance of all things.

He shone the light towards the black hole, and the shape of the black hole in the exquisite mirror turned into five bamboo pieces, like jade and bamboo.

But the figure that flashed by when he just shone the light made Feng Qingsong even more terrified.

He suspected that he had seen it wrong, and controlled the mirror to shine towards Mi Mei.

I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat:

"This Mi Mei is not real, it is also a puppet parasitized by an alien species!"

The others were all shocked!

Inside the exquisite mirror, there was a normal-sized alien creature in Mi Mei's head, curled up and rolling around.

And the throne under his butt is built of bones!

After the alien in Mi Mei's brain found out that it was exposed, it rolled more violently. Mi Mei's eyes kept getting bigger and bigger, and finally merged into one eye, occupying the upper half of its face.

"Click——"

Lin Qing blocked the knife that was about to hit Feng Qingsong, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

After Mi Mei's mutation, these semi-finished products seemed to be injected with power and became even more powerful.

Over there, Senku and Lin Huaijin could hardly hold on any longer.

Senku killed an opponent and crushed the cocoon.

Lin Huaijin held the Moon Goddess Bow and cut off three semi-finished products during this period of time, and had some more wounds on his body.

Feng Qingsong attacked Mi Mei, but was kicked back with just one move.

It seemed that the situation was about to be controlled by Mi Mei.

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist chant was heard, and a Buddhist disciple with half of his robes appeared in the direction behind Mi Mei.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dream bubbles, dew and electricity, and should be viewed in this way."

As he walked, new golden glyphs appeared and entered the "semi-finished product" head.

The cocoons in the semi-finished products' heads were destroyed, and they collapsed to the ground one by one.

Wan Yue came gracefully in a white robe, "There is no Bodhi tree, and the bright and clean is not a platform. There is nothing at all, so how can there be dust?"

As he spoke, the verses of poetry he was reciting turned into white characters that appeared out of thin air and flew towards Mimei.

The words are connected to each other, binding Mi Mei to the bone seat.

The Buddhist disciple still looked like that evil monk, with beautiful eyes and eyebrows, strong muscles, and a half-dressed and half-undressed cassock.

Wan Yue was dressed in white, waving a fan gracefully.

"Master, I'm late."