What kind of man is breastfeeding?

"I'm...not used to...holding hands..."

Hei Si Mou frowned slightly, avoiding the words of Xin Jiu.Immediately, he thought that new wine could read minds, so he simply emptied his mind of thoughts, and did not intend to give new wine any chance.

Xinjiu was angry and funny, and muttered in a low voice: "Mr. Hei Si Mou is a man, right? Why do you have to struggle with the problem of holding hands like a big girl with yellow flowers?"

It doesn't matter if you don't hold hands, as long as there is contact.

The new wine turned to grab Hei Simou's sleeve corners——Hei Simou's sleeves were dark purple, with large black dark lines painted on them, but the little girl's hands were thin and fair—the kind of white It wasn't the paleness of Hei Mou's complexion, but an extremely beautiful, healthy pale pink complexion.

The two colors overlap, swaying in the night with a lively and fragrant warmth.

The next moment, Hei Simou's clothes were taken away from Xin Jiu; Xin Jiu looked up at him blankly.Heishimou scowled, and said indifferently, "What are you doing?"

Why is she grabbing my sleeve?

"No, no, put away your dangerous thoughts."

With a cold face, Xin Jiu grabbed Hei Simou's sleeve again—this time she used a little strength to wrinkle the dark cloth even more: "Look up and look at the other side."

Hei Si Mou frowned immediately, then looked up and saw a similar face.

What he was going to say was suddenly stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.

That's right.

That face, the same face as her own, is so easy to recognize.Even though Yuanyi in front of him had changed his clothes, he could still recognize that face and the markings on it even if it turned to ashes.

This girl didn't lie, she really brought Yuan over.

"you……"

Hei Si Mou looked at Yuan Yi who was opposite him, and his mood was complicated.The initial fear and astonishment passed, and he couldn't hide anyway. Instead, he was able to hold the mentality of breaking the pot and sat down with Yuan smoothly.

Yuan Yi smiled, a shallow smile, looking sad: "Brother."

"Now... are you a human or a ghost..."

Heishimou glanced at the wooden floor, only the shadows of him and Xinjiu were on the floor, and Yuanyi had no shadow.Then I think that every time I see Yuanyi, it seems that it is because the new wine has met me; as smart as Hei Simou, I already have a rough guess in my heart.

Yuan lowered his eyes and said, "Brother, I have been dead for many years."

This powerful Rihu ancestor swordsman has been dead for nearly 400 years.

Hearing Yuanyi's answer, Hei Si Mou was in a daze.After all, so many years have passed, he never imagined that one day he would be able to sit down and chat face to face with Yuanyi like this.

He was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "You know, you've been dead for many years...why? Why are you already dead, and you still want to torture—"

Hei Si Mou hadn't finished speaking, and the new wine couldn't stand it anymore.

She turned her head and translated for Yuanyi: "Your brother means, why can't he forget you after you have been dead for so many years? Your talent can no longer be called talent, you don't need any effort , is already a desperate existence. It’s as if the sun can emit deadly temperature as long as it hangs in the sky.”

"You like this..."

"To shut up!"

Hei Si Mou felt like his scalp was about to explode!The movement of the hand was faster than any previous time to draw the knife, and quickly pressed Xinjiu's mouth!

Xinjiu was dragged by him so that his body was slightly deflected in his direction.

She spread her hands, her mouth was tightly covered in the past so she couldn't speak, she just shrugged her shoulders to Yuanyi, as if to say: Look, am I right?

Yuanyi was still holding Xinjiu's hand, and with Xinjiu as a medium, he could finally meet Hei Simou.

He held Heishimou's wrist, and said seriously: "Brother—Xinjiu is very fragile and not good at fighting. It's better for you to let her go."

Hei Si Mou: "...you let her stop prying into other people's hearts."

Taking advantage of the moment when the two brothers shook their heads, Hei Simou relaxed for a moment, and Xinjiu quickly pulled away his opponent's palm and muttered: "Passive skills! Do you understand passive skills? You can't turn them off! I promise not to read them out at the most...Of course , if Mr. Hei Si Mou is willing to talk to Yuan Yi frankly, I don’t have to read it anymore.”

After finishing speaking, she sighed: "After all, it is difficult for me to read such a shameful voice!"

Angry veins were throbbing on the forehead of Hei Si Mou, "If you feel embarrassed—you should shut up!"

Xinjiu looked away, pretending that she didn't hear - she would never admit that every time she saw Hei Si Mou's expression of shame that would blow off her scalp, she would feel strangely happy!

Ah, the happiest thing in the world is to persecute a lemon essence that doesn't mean what it says.

"And you!"

Hei Si Mou had no choice but to take the new wine, so he turned his head and gritted his teeth and aimed at Yuan Yi: "Isn't he already dead? Why do you want to come back?! Could it be that he didn't intend to let me..."

"It's okay, he's still bragging about you in his heart - he thinks you can come back as a soul even after death, it's really, really good."

Xinjiu changed his tone this time with a rather full of emotions, and gave Yuanyi a thumbs up: "He is about to be soured by your talent."

Hei Si Mou: "..." Damn, can anyone stop this guy?

What about Tong Mo?Let Tong Mo out and let them break their heads, okay? !

Yuanyi was shocked——while shocked, he also felt a little shocked.He looked at Hei Si Mou with some expectation: "Brother's heart..."

Hei Si Mou made a decisive decision: "It's all fake!"

"Brother," Yuan Yi smiled, "I believe what Xin Jiu said."

Hei Si Mou: "...then you still ask me?"

Seeing that Shang Xianyi is getting irritable, and there is even a faint foreboding that he will draw his sword again-the new wine will be put away as soon as it is good, and he will stop reading those shameful voices.

She coughed dryly and said: "I brought Yuanyi here because after Yuanyi became a ghost, he has been reluctant to leave Huangquan Township for a long time, and has always wanted to see you again."

"So... are you... the messenger of the underworld..."

Hei Si Mou frowned and asked his own question.Xinjiu was taken aback by this question, and unexpectedly failed to answer him immediately: Messenger of the Underworld?What is that?Is black and white impermanent?

Different from Xin Jiu's sudden lack of words, Yuan Yi calmly answered Hei Si Mou's question: "I'm not an emissary from the underworld."

"New wine is a god, a god who can bless everyone alive."

Yuanyi's serious answer made Heishi Mou stunned.But he soon came back to his senses, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "Heh... is it a god?"

"I see."

"Sure enough, Yuanyi, even the gods are so partial to you." He smiled sarcastically, looking down at Yuanyi; probably because he had completely given up on himself after being read out by Xinjiu, and Hei Si Mou had nothing to fear The voice of the heart: "In the world, souls who die with strong unwillingness are born every day. But you are the only one?"

"Only you can bring the gods, and let the gods run around for your unfulfilled last wish?"

Yuan Yi was startled: "I didn't..."

"Enough! I don't want to hear it!"

Hei Si Mou shook off Xin Jiu's hand, and Yuan Yi's troubled face also disappeared.

He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Until the last moment of your life, the knife you slashed was still indistinguishable from your power in your heyday-you could have killed me directly, why? Why did you show mercy? ?”

"What? Are you pitying me?"

"Jiguo Yuanyi! Talk to me—"

Hei Si Mou knew exactly where Yuan Yi was, knowing he couldn't see it, knowing he couldn't hear it.All six of his eyes were fixed on that position, almost ignited with anger!Yuan Yi looked at such a brother - this was a brother he had never seen before.

He had never heard his brother's voice clearly like Xinjiu.So in my brother's heart, is he such a deified existence?

His voice lowered: "That's not the case, brother..."

The originally strong younger brother knelt on the ground, his voice was low and weak, and he looked like he was about to cry.The elder brother who had fallen into a ghost stood up instead, so angry that his whole body seemed to be on fire.

Xinjiu sighed, and muttered: "I still have to come in the end... Fortunately, I asked Qi Mu to borrow his mind reading skills before leaving, otherwise today will be troublesome."

She patted her sore legs and stood up, and patted Yuanyi's shoulder by the way; Yuanyi didn't know why, so she subconsciously grabbed Xinjiu's wrist: "Xinjiu?"

"Don't worry, I'm very experienced in dealing with such awkward beauties!"

Xinjiu gave Yuanyi a thumbs-up—even though he felt sad just now, but for some reason, seeing Xinjiu's smile, Yuanyi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

As if she could actually work it out.

"Why does Yuanyi show mercy under the knife, does Mr. Hei Si Mou really not know?"

Xinjiu was short, so he could only look up at Heishimu when he stood up.She put her arms around her chest and tried to put on a serious look: "Poor? No! It's yearning and attachment! Yuanyi has always regarded you as his beloved brother!"

"Stop joking! Dear brother? I feel disgusted when I see him..."

"Mr. Hei Si Mou," Xin Jiu sighed, and said helplessly, "You don't mean what you say."

"impossible!"

Hei Si Mou's eyes widened, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose when he was refuted by Xin Jiu!And under the anger, there was also a slight anxiety - Hei Si Mou couldn't explain the weak anxiety, he attributed it to Yuan Yi's recognition that the girl was a god.

It takes a bit of courage to admit one's jealousy before the gods.

"But deep down in your heart," Xin Jiu took a deep breath, trying to ignore the knife in Hei Simou's hand, raised his arm and pressed his palm to his heart: "Deep in your heart, you want to be someone like Yuan Yi. "

"I've heard the inner voice of Mr. Hei Si Mou, who didn't even realize it—in fact, he wants to become a person like Yuan Yi."

"To shut up!"

Hei Si Mou's eyes were about to burst. After being punctured this time, he ran all the way up the spine. Not only was he ashamed, but he also frantically denied it!

Impossible - it shouldn't be like this - I feel disgusted when I see Yuanyi!How could I - how could I...

He was so angry that he raised the knife, he even forgot to use the breathing method.The new wine was dragged by Yuan Yi, and the sharp blade was cut in front of her like this—she grabbed Yuan Yi's arm, and said loudly: "Yuan Yi is really sad! It is you who he admires in his heart—finally And turned into a demon!"

"Mr. Hei Si Mou! Take a good look, what are you doing now? Are you going to kill me?!"

"New wine..."

Yuanyi wanted Xinjiu to stop for a while, but Xinjiu pushed Yuanyi's arm away: "You don't quarrel, I'll fight for you!"

"They say they want to be the most powerful warrior in this country, but look what you look like now?!"

"Is it the behavior of a samurai to raise a sword at a girl out of embarrassment? Or is it the strongest samurai who has a long time and powerful sword skills to become a demon?"

Heishimu held the knife tightly, with bulging veins on his forehead and the back of his hands—the fangs around his mouth turned out his lips, and the six eyes on his face became more ferocious: "Shut up—I'm the last Strong! I have sword skills honed over endless years! I have a strong body..."

"you're lying!"

Xinjiu gritted his teeth, tears began to fall uncontrollably due to Shang Xianyi's coercion.

While sobbing and crying, she grabbed Heishimou's hand holding the knife: "A powerful body? Is a body that dies in the sun worthy of being called powerful?"

"A creature that can't survive if its neck is cut off by the sun wheel knife is perfect?"

"Jiguo Yansheng! Think about it carefully! Why did you become what you are now? And why do you want to become the strongest warrior?!"

The hand that was holding onto his wrist was white, slender and thin - Hei Si Mou had no doubt that he could easily break this wrist.

But Hei Si Mou didn't make a move.He hurried as if something was stirring in his head, mixing all his thoughts into a ball;

Why?Why did it become like this?Why do you become a ghost?

Because... because—

Because of me, I don't want to die!I want to live—I want to continue to hone my sword skills, I don’t want to be left behind by Yuanyi for the rest of my life, I want—want—to become Yuanyi.

Buried in the deepest part of his heart by Hei Si Mou, even he dared not admit it, even at the thought of self-deception, was finally dragged out alive again by the new wine, and spread it out under the moonlight.

Almost at the same time, Xinjiu said word by word, as if nails were driven into his heart: "You who want to become Yuanyi, tell me——Will Yuanyi become a ghost?"

Bang!

Heishimou's knife fell to the ground.

Followed by falling, and tears.

For hundreds of years, even the expression that humans should have had is almost completely forgotten, crying.It was as if at this moment he finally remembered what he had been, what he had longed for and tried to be.

"And you!"

Xinjiu took a breath, raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears, then turned his head fiercely at Yuanyi: "Don't say anything, I ran to become a monk without saying a word! My mother didn't tell my brother when she was sick! She also said If my brother is number one, I’ll be number two, if it’s me, I’ll want to beat you too, okay?!”

Doesn’t this mean that I worked hard and stayed up all night to endorse, and finally got into the University of Tokyo with excellent grades, only to meet a junior high school student like Sai Mu Kongsuke who skipped a grade and went to Cambridge University to study for a Ph. What's the difference between giving up on yourself because you can't play with your younger brother? !

Oh, of course there is a difference, after all there is Saiki in front of Sorasuke, but there is no one else above Enichi!

It's just Yuanyi, so powerful that people can't refute it, and he is also his own brother.After easily defeating myself in the field I am good at, and beating myself to the last bit of genius self-confidence, I still have to say with a smile: "I'm not very interested in this. Compared with these, I still prefer I love playing games with you."

Taking a deep breath, Xinjiu jumped up fiercely and patted Yuanyi's shoulder: "If you have anything to say, go and talk to your brother! Do you think your brother will feel better after you leave?"

"The more talented you left, leaving him alone to face the death of his mother and the blame of his father, wouldn't it be even more sad for the elder brother who was despised by his scumbag father?!"

Yuan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't know what to say—Xin Jiu did say something right.At that time, he was still young, and he didn't think about many things at all.

He never thought about how his father, who had lost a better heir, would vent his anger on his elder brother.I never thought about how those servants with broken mouths would arrange this past event.

"I beg you, just speak up if you have something to say!"

Xinjiu sniffed, feeling a little out of breath from crying.She quickly patted her chest to comfort herself, and dragged Yuanyi to Heishimu's side while she was comforting, her voice was a little dull from crying for a long time: "Keep those words in my heart, can I still give you a sigh of relief?" Did you come up with a new brother?!"

"Since you are brothers from the same mother, you are the closest flesh and blood in this world - you are the only ones left with each other, can't you quarrel openly and honestly?!"