My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

"Twelve, you can still have a whole body if you go out to commit suicide now."

My mother came in with the food and saw that I was crying so badly that Li Xingchuan stood beside me at a loss for what to do, his murderous aura soared and he almost crushed the tray in his hand.

"Big sister!" Li Xingchuan was so nervous that he stuttered, "I really didn't do it this time!"

"Get out!!!"

"Yes yes yes!" Li Xingchuan obediently rolled away.

"Mom... what should I do..." I cried and struggled to calm the trembling of my voice, and told her what happened just now.

"I thought that you and Yiyang were plotted by someone, and he had no choice but to kill you. You were lucky to survive..." Niang said, "I didn't expect it to be him who set up the game... Also, with Yiyang's martial arts , there will never be a time when the sword's edge goes astray."

That's right, the position of that sword is really too delicate, close to the vital point, the blade and the strength of the sword are enough to seriously injure me but not fatal, I'm afraid I have practiced countless times in private to be sure that I will not miss it and stab me to death?

He even deliberately picked up the sword that I slipped off the ground, stabbed me with my sword but did not pull it out, and let Li Xingchuan take me and my sword to evacuate together. I never thought of this before. What I care most about is "the man is in the sword".

"Ah Lin, we didn't let you know before, just because we were afraid of what you are like now. Don't blame yourself, whether it's Yiyang or your father, it's their own choice."

"But I don't have a choice, obviously I also..." I argued weakly, but when I looked up, I saw that there was water in my mother's eyes.

"We are a family, we love you and protect you without reason."

In front of this sentence, I seemed to be transformed back into a newborn baby in an instant, unable to speak, without thinking, and could only blindly accept everything others gave me, and the only way for me to express my emotions was to cry instinctively.

"I, I promise, just this, this last cry..." I struggled to save face for myself who was always about to cry.

"It's okay, we're actually used to it." My mother's eyes were gentle, but I think it's because my mother didn't expect anything from me.

Crying is also a physical effort. This time, I was probably too focused on crying, and I didn’t eat any food. I don’t know when I fell asleep again.

……

When I woke up this time, I still didn’t eat, and I might really starve to death in my dream.That was the only thought I had when I woke up the second night.

"Eat slowly, don't worry, in fact, you didn't give you less ginseng soup and tonics when you fell asleep, but you are still so weak."

Li Xingchuan, who was beaten up by my mother just now, watched me eat. He cooked these dishes, and Elder Yan personally served them. After all, my mother let him in to replace the plates of black charcoal she made herself.But Li Xingchuan sitting here is also very annoying. He has been talking non-stop since he came in, making me want to flip the table.

Who is to blame for my weakness?I don't have any internal strength now, who am I worthless?I can't even cry, okay?

"That day on the Qingyun Terrace, I was actually afraid that Xia Yu would really kill you with a slip of his hand, but let him not do that, and you can't let you fake your death in front of so many people. If you were still alive, you would definitely be killed. Song Mingguang took out his heart and lungs."

I choked and felt a chill down my back.

I swallowed the food in my mouth with difficulty, and reminded Li Xingchuan: "...the word heart and lung is not used in this way."

"Ah? Pretty much. Anyway, Song Mingguang planned to kill you, and the iron pen took shape in just a few days. You see, Xia Yu said that he wanted to kill you with his own hands. Did Song Mingguang stop him? He most hoped that you would do it in a legitimate way." Go to hell, it will save him trouble! Once you die, he will take your body to bleed and he will be done! It's just that he must not have expected that I will do this suddenly, and he can't do it now!"

Ever since Li Xingchuan betrayed Xia Yu, the lock on his mouth has been completely broken. I only bought three taels of silver from him, but he even wanted to give me 300 taels for nothing.

"Give me back all my things." After I finished eating, I lay back on the bed naturally, and didn't intend to walk around by myself.

Li Xingchuan agreed, and immediately went out, but came back half an hour later, with my sword and fan in his hand.In the winter, he only wore a single shirt, and his face was still covered with sweat after running all the way.

Seeing that he was in such good health, and I was so weak that I couldn't get the wind even though I was wrapped in a jacket, I was very angry again.

I raised my head from the book and glanced at him, and let him go very indifferently: "Things, put it down, you, get out."

"You said I wouldn't drive me away after I told you!" Li Xingchuan was anxious.

"I said?"

"you said before!"

"I didn't, you heard me wrong."

"you……"

Li Xingchuan was blocked by me and went back. I didn't know what to do for a while. I felt a little proud when I saw that he, a pillar full of drama, was unable to perform.

"You..." He was still stuttering.

"What are you, go away if you have nothing to do, don't bother me."

Elder Yan came here just now and gave me this unnamed form of the Nine Mountains Sword Jue to let me re-train my internal strength, and said with regret that I have practiced swords for many years, and the Nine Mountains School’s swordsmanship has long been mixed with other internal forces I am no longer as pure as before. Although I intend to teach me the exercises to help me recover, I am afraid that the internal forces will not be able to integrate, so I can only let myself practice slowly.

Elder Yan said that this is the third form of the Nine Mountains Sword Jue, but I have never seen this copy in the Nine Mountains School, maybe it was lost in a copy at home.Now that the secret books of the sect are lost and recovered, I have to find time to re-copy a few copies so that I can continue to pass them on.

I flipped through this book of sword formulas. It was a book that Elder Yan brought out when he left the Nine Mountains School. The pages have been badly decayed over the years, and there are scribbled little heads between the lines. I'm afraid it was his work when he was a child. .Fortunately, there is nothing missing in the recorded content. It is indeed a method of practicing qi, and it may be able to accumulate internal strength faster than the original method of laying the foundation.

Elder Yan still seems to be nostalgic for the days when he and his elder brother practiced the double sword together, and told me that if I have the opportunity, I must pass on the double sword together with my brother.I smiled and dealt with it, but I thought in my heart, how is this possible? Usually, Xia Yu taught me how to practice swords, which made me feel ashamed. The two-person sword requires not only tacit understanding, but also equal skill. It is impossible to be as powerful as him.

"A Lin, if I promise that I will never lie to you, never bully you, or let others bully you, can you not hate me?" Li Xingchuan said suddenly.

I didn't look at him again after I told him to leave, I didn't expect him to still be here.

"I've thought about it for a long time, and I think you hate me." Li Xingchuan said, "Why don't you cut me a few times to relieve your anger?"

He handed me the knife, with a sincerity in his naturally fierce eyes that was incompatible with his personal temperament, and even a little panicked when I looked at him.

I looked at him like a fool.

In fact, I don't seem to be able to talk about "hate" towards him. In the past, we were on the opposite side, but now we stand on the same side. Even if it is a personal grievance, using this word seems too heavy. Now I only hate that old man Song Mingguang. The bald man has plagued my family for three generations.

Right now, if I had to use one word to describe how I feel about Li Xingchuan, it would be "annoying".

Standing in front of me without talking, I feel irritable, anxious, and feel like two more hairs will fall out; as soon as he talks, I want to fight with him, want to hammer his head to see what's inside, want to take a knife He sliced ​​it into pieces and put it in the hot pot.

Now he handed the knife to me with a sincere face and asked me to give him two knives, which seemed to be my wish, but I was still very annoyed.

Why on earth is this person so annoying that it makes me so desperate!