A low-key old story

"My mother!" Mu Zishu held his chin, and couldn't express it in words except for this exclamation, "Can I interview you about your mood at this time?"

Zhen Jinglan walked alone in the courtyard on the dead leaves, and said without any ups and downs when he heard the words: "My mother."

Probably because of the order, he can move around freely, and no one stops him.The iron chain was untied before meeting the Fox King, and there was no need for outsiders like them to lock it up.But Gu Shen happened to see his skill when he fell, and felt that he was not an ordinary person.Whether he fell from a height without any precautions or was attacked suddenly by a grain basket, his eyes were not moved at all, as if an old monk who had gone through all kinds of hardships encountered one or two trivial things, it was not too difficult The matter has to be resolved.Looking at his appearance, he is actually not much older than Gu Han, either he has practiced evil skills, or he is the one who is said by those people, so Zhen Jinglan was given the impression of "he is not a good person at first sight".

"Not a good person" Zhen Jinglan became the first unrestricted outsider.

"Now I don't have any spiritual power, even running errands is troublesome, and whether I can go back is also a problem. Do you still want to check?"

"Check, of course check." Zhen Jinglan said.

"I heard that the Gu clan was exterminated thousands of years ago, and they once hid from the world before being exterminated. Could it be here?" Zhen Jinglan found that except for the Gu clan who used the wind spirit, this place usually has no wind.He continued, "If this is the rest of the Gu clan, then how did Fusheng...how did the Fox King come from? What is this place?"

There was a dull pain in the heart, and Zhen Jinglan dullly realized how fatal the blow to the heart was.No wonder Gu Shen had a hesitant expression after he said he didn't need to drink the medicine.There was a buzzing in his head, and there was only a piece of crimson in his sight.

He heard someone answer him: "This is Yuranjian."

Zhen Jinglan didn't have time to think about who that voice was, so he couldn't stand still anymore and fell to the ground.

He didn't completely lose consciousness, and his consciousness seemed to be free from his body.

"Master!"

Is it Rongsu?Why is he here?

"what happened?"

"Back to Fox King, it was Gouzi who accidentally hurt him..."

"What about the medicine?"

"The medicine has been boiled, so I'll bring it here."

The Fox King looked at Rong Su who was trembling while holding the pillow Jinglan, his eyes flashed a hint of puzzlement: "Junior Brother Rong, don't touch him, carry him indoors now, I'm afraid his blood will flow backwards, wait until he drinks it." The medicine will be fine."

Rong Su raised his head slowly, with sharp eyes in his dark pupils: "Who hurt him?"

As soon as Gu Shen asked someone to bring the medicine, Rong Su stared at him intently. He glanced at the Fox King and didn't dare to speak.

Rong Su repeated word by word: "It is, who, hurt, of, him!"

Gu Shen couldn't help taking a step back, this time the problem was serious, in the past three years, whenever anyone came, they were never put to death.In the beginning he would take them to the forbidden land of the Gu Clan and leave them to fend for themselves.Later, he regarded them as dead people, no matter which time they ended up the same, how did he know that this time was different.

This person is the younger brother of the Fox King, and if he calls him Master, isn't that the Master of the Fox King...

It's over.

The Fox King raised his hand to make them all retreat, and took two steps forward to block his sight.

"Senior brother."

Rong Su carefully put down his pillow and stood up: "Anyone in this world who dares to touch a hair on him will die."

A strand of hair hanging down his shoulders was blown up by the wind, and Xiu Li's sword came out of its sheath.He spoke in a low voice, even without any ups and downs in his tone, as if he was just announcing an unimportant trifle.

Gu Shen's hands and feet were cold. The two masters and apprentices were different from the Fox King. The Fox King treated them like relatives, patiently taught them how to use the wind spirit, and guarded the Gu clan for thousands of years.

And Rong Su, at this time, is like a Rakshasa who returned from hell, spotless, yet aggressive.

Gu Shen gritted his teeth, did not back down, but knelt down towards Rongsu.

"It's me." Gu Chen walked steadily with a bowl of medicinal soup, "One person does things and the other person is responsible, if you want to kill me, then kill me."

Rong Su walked towards Gu Chen step by step, obviously he was just a mortal here, but Gu Chen was stared at like facing an abyss.

"Junior brother!" Fox King pressed his shoulder displeasedly, "I taught him the secret technique, are you going to kill me as well?"

"Chen'er, what are you doing here!"

"Father, I..." Gu Chen was a little scared now, wondering if this man's sword is fast or not.He straightened his neck and closed his eyes, thinking, "If you make a mistake, you are wrong. You can't make things difficult for Fox King and Dad."

The expected pain did not come, and the medicine bowl in his hand was taken over.

"Your name is Gu Chen?" Rong Su didn't look at him, Fox King followed his line of sight and saw a black shadow passing by, leaving only two wild flowers swaying slightly.

"Ah? Yes." Gu Chen opened his eyes blankly.

"I won't kill you, we will see you again in the future." Jian Guang flashed, Gu Chen shouted while clutching his right hand, Rong Su said, "This time I only broke your tendons, don't do it again in the future."

Fox King heaved a sigh of relief and asked Gu Shen to take his son to treat the wound.

Rong Su tried to pillow the dark red blood at the corner of Jinglan's mouth, and said in a completely different tone from just now: "Master, I've taken the medicine."

Zhen Jinglan felt a faint headache when he heard the word "medicine", he unconsciously clenched his teeth, and couldn't feed the medicinal soup no matter what.

"If he is really the master, there will be some trouble. The master has never liked to drink medicine. He would rather die of pain than touch the elixir when crossing the catastrophe. Otherwise..." The fox king stopped abruptly. The decoction was contained in his mouth, and he passed the pillow Jinglan one mouthful at a time.

That kind of incomprehensible emotion filled Fox King's heart again, this was the first time he saw his junior brother cry.

No heartbeat, no breath, no pulse, no... nothing.

Rong Su dejectedly hugged the still warm pillow Jinglan, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

Fox King hesitated to speak several times, and finally he also left, leaving the venue to them.

"Xuan Frost Sword Disciple has been found, and the pieces of Qing Prison are almost found."

"Master, this disciple knows that you are not dead, you are back. If you don't want to recognize me, you will be expelled from the sect. Why pretend to be stupid?"

"The apprentice is not good at learning, and he will never be able to kill all the evil spirits with a single sword like the master."

"I don't regret opening the forbidden technique of all spirits, and I don't fear the retribution of heaven. I only want you to be safe and sound."

"Jinglan, don't leave me again..."

……

The bitter taste of medicine spread in his mouth, and there was something in his mouth, Zhen Jinglan opened his eyes and almost lost his breath.

"Master..." Rong Su took a step back, and bit his own tongue too quickly when he got up, "I...I'll leave now."

"Traitor!" Zhen Jinglan said angrily.

Rong Su's eyes darkened, he turned around and was about to leave, but his sleeve was caught by something.

"Give me another medicine, and I will be expelled from the teacher next time!"

"Master?" Rong Su seemed to have experienced the most difficult ups and downs in his life, and the person who had guarded him for half his life suddenly returned to him.

"What's your expression? You don't think you're a master anymore after becoming a demon cultivator?"

Rong Su squatted down again, grabbed his arm, like a puppy afraid of being abandoned: "Master, is that you?"

Zhen Jinglan didn't realize that those words were hallucinations: "Don't you know everything?"

"I want to hear from you, Master." Rong Su looked into his eyes with a smile in his eyes, and there were still wet tears on his face, he repeated, "I want to hear from you."

What Rong Su said was chaotic, but Zhen Jinglan understood every word.Seeing his appearance, he actually remembered what happened when Rong Su first joined Yunzong.At that time, he couldn't hold a sword at all. After being teased by his senior brothers and sisters, he dragged the sword back and forth every day, and his hands were blistered.Those little brats were so bad, they even picked out an epee for him.When Zhen Jinglan saw him, he was holding his sword and trying to stand up.

Zhen Jinglan said: "Little bastard, you still don't let go, are you waiting for the teacher to pick a piece of geomantic treasure for you to pull weeds?"

Xiao Rongsu didn't understand the ridicule in his words, his big eyes were cracked into a smile, he threw away the epee and hugged Zhen Jinglan with his arms open.

This habit of not sticking to others has not changed until now, and feelings are a habit developed since childhood.

Later Zhen Jinglan picked up the blisters on his hands one by one, Rong Su remained silent from beginning to end, stubborn since he was a child.

Zhen Jinglan also smiled: "It's me. Zhen Jinglan."

He was thrown into his arms again, and he patted Rong Su's back helplessly, wanting him to get up, but before he could say anything, his mouth was gagged again.Rong Su half-knocked his eyes, his long eyelashes falling into silhouettes under the light, and his warm and quick breath blew lightly on Zhen Jinglan's face.The teeth were easily pried open, and the attack with a predatory aura made Zhen Jinglan's face collapse inch by inch.

Insatiable.

Holding the pillow Jinglan in his arms, Rong Su who hadn't exerted much strength was kicked away by him.

Zhen Jinglan rubbed his lips, with displeasure written all over his face: "It smells like medicine dregs, go and rinse your mouth."

Rong Su looked at Zhen Jinglan's rubbed red lips, and immediately smiled.

He thought: "I am willing to give my all. I will do what you want to do and what you don't want to do. I will take care of all the infamy."