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Fang Suyi: "..."

The people in Yaogu: "..."

Mo Ling, who was lying behind the boulder and looking up furtively, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and asked the person next to him hesitantly, "This is... Brother Fang's... the weak junior brother...?"

Yu Xingyou: "...It seems to be? I shouldn't admit my mistake?"

Yu Zuochen made a final decision: "Yes."

Fang Shiyi froze in place.

Despite Lu Tingchi's meaningful sentence "Take him to save his life", he did not expect such a scene to appear.

Is this really the Meng Mingchao whom he carried out from Lushui Town to teach him calligraphy, reading, drawing talismans and practicing swordsmanship?

He can still recall the feeling of carrying Meng Mingchao when he was a child, soft and soft, like a cloud that will disperse when he holds it in his hand, he must be extra careful when carrying it on his back, passing through the misty clouds and mists in the corridors of Fuyun Palace, and walking past the mountains and sea pillars Going down the long bluestone steps, children will still act coquettishly and behave restlessly.

In a daze, Meng Mingchao had come over, holding his hand to check the wound, Fang Shiyi had never felt that Meng Mingchao was so strange.

After being quiet for a long time, seeing Meng Mingchao squatting down to look at the wound on his ankle, Fang Shiyi suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly stopped his feet: "It's okay, don't get your hands dirty."

Meng Mingchao pursed his lips, and held his ankle unquestionably. His hand was shining with white light, and within a moment, the wound healed.

He just got up, and gently wiped Fang Shiyi's blood-stained chin with the back of his fingers, his eyes, which were as shallow as glass, lowered, with indescribable emotions: "...Sorry, I'm late."

Luo Zhiwei folded his hands aside, looked at this scene, raised his eyebrows slightly, and coughed twice: "Shiyi, Meng... Junior brother, let's go down first and then talk?"

Fang Shiyi inexplicably felt that his chin was on fire, hummed twice, and fell back to the ground without looking at Meng Mingchao's face.

The nearby rocks rolled all over the ground, and the ground was bumpy and uneven. Fang Shiyi couldn't help pinching his brows, and looked back - the mountain monster was blown up cleanly and broke into countless pieces, maybe one of them was at the bottom of his feet.

dreamy.

Meng Mingchao followed him step by step, and when he saw other people, he showed no expression, his eyes only fell on Fang Shiyi.

The few people who escaped from the dead looked at each other in blank dismay, because Meng Mingchao suddenly showed Lu's hand, the joy was mostly diluted by shock, and they didn't know what to say.

After a long while, Yu Xingyou said in a dazed voice, "Senior Brother Fang is really smart. He said we won't die, so we're fine."

"...Shut up, you." Mo Ling poked him.

The atmosphere was not quite right, and the most calm and composed of all was Meng Mingchao, who looked like a heavenly soldier... a well-known sick man in Central Continent.

Still Luo Zhi remained calm: "Since I found your little junior brother, pick up the lost things, where are you going next?"

Fang Shiyi came back to his senses: "I... I will accompany you to find the elixir first, the uncle and senior don't know when they will find it."

After a pause, he didn't look at Meng Mingchao, and spoke smoothly, "This place should be on the outskirts of the ancient battlefield, and the monsters encountered are not particularly powerful. The scene in the jade slip containing the elixir is a bit like being on the edge of a cliff." , let’s follow the mountain.”

Luo Zhiwei nodded quietly.

Yu Xingyou opened his mouth, and really wanted to ask why you guys started talking so calmly. As soon as a syllable came out, Yu Zuochen quickly covered his mouth.

The atmosphere is very harmonious.

Mo Ling glanced at Meng Mingchao, then at Fang Shiyi, and said dryly, "Then let's... let's go?"

Fang Shiyi shook his sleeves, patted the dust off his body, and hummed: "Let's go."

Luo Zhiwei raised his feet first, and led the little tails behind him towards a high mountain not far away.Fang Shiyi and Meng Mingchao slowed down a few steps before following. After a while, the four of them were far ahead, leaving room for the legendary pair of brothers.

Fang Shiyi followed behind, holding the sword in his arms, and after a long while, he finally said, "You..."

"You" for a long time, but I don't know how to say the following.

Have you been lying to me?

I can't say it, I'm a bit jealous.

"I'm sorry," he couldn't say, but Meng Mingchao answered with lowered eyes, "I've been keeping it from you."

Fang Shiyi felt his throat was a little congested.

All along, he felt that Meng Mingchao needed his protection, and even arrogantly felt that without his protection, a child as delicate as a flower might not even be able to survive... Looking at it now, the fact is the opposite.

Without Meng Mingchao's action, he might die in the hands of the mountain demon.

It turned out that Meng Mingchao was so powerful.

But has been hiding it from him.

Fang Shiyi caressed the scabbard in his arms, thinking: Am I angry?What are you angry with a child?

Meng Mingchao is so powerful and can protect himself, shouldn't he be happy.

After being silent for a while, Fang Shiyi suddenly discovered that he was actually not as open-minded, heartless, or magnanimous as he thought.

He was born in this mortal world for only over twenty years, and he was still like a babbling, staggering toddler on the long road of cultivating immortality.

He will still get angry because of some trivial things that others see as insignificant, because of these mundane things.

"Why?" Fang Shiyi took a deep breath, turned his head, and set his eyes on Meng Mingchao's face for the first time since Meng Mingchao made a surprise move.

Meng Ming smiled erratically on his face: "Brother, you like to protect, not to be protected. If you knew that I am not what you think, would you love me like that?"

Fang Shiyi told him a bunch of fallacies and got angry: "Blame me?"

"Blame me," Meng Mingchao lowered his head, and said softly, "I'm greedy, and I want my brother to think of me all the time, and be full of me."

He stared at Fang Shiyi, and reached out to brush a speck of dust from his hair: "Brother is so kind, if you give half of your tenderness to me to others, I won't be able to bear it."

Fang Shiyi was stunned for a while, his scalp went numb for a while, no matter what he said, it didn't sound right.

But think about Meng Mingchao's birth... When Xiao Mingchao was wandering alone, he was not as lucky as he was. He never met an old beggar, and Wen Xiuyue never took him away. Before him, he probably never tasted the warmth of the world. A little paranoid... It's understandable.

Thinking about it this way, I seem to be angry again.

Fang Shiyi eliminated some weird places very naturally, thinking that he still needs to let Meng Mingchao get in touch with other friends more, he paused, turned his head to look at Meng Mingchao again, and stretched out his hand to flick his forehead.

Meng Mingchao was ready to face the storm, but unexpectedly, the senior brother had transformed himself, and was stunned for a while: "Senior brother..."

Fang Shiyi took advantage of the situation and pressed his head again: "Okay, I'm not as knowledgeable as a kid like you. It's good to have the ability to protect yourself, so I won't worry about you being caught by a monster and swallowed."

Now it seems that what is more likely to happen is that Meng Mingchao caught the monster and swallowed it in one gulp.

Seeing her delicate and weak, she crushed the mountain demon to death.

The contrast is too great.

Meng Mingchao almost exhausted the confession of his heart, and when he got such a response, he was stunned. He felt that Fang Shiyi had misunderstood something, and subconsciously grabbed his hand: "Senior brother!"

"Let's go, it's time to follow."

Meng Mingchao gritted his teeth and called again: "...Fang Suyi."

Fang Shiyi was stunned for a moment, frowned, and looked at him in surprise: "Little white-eyed wolf, if you are better than senior brother, you won't be called senior brother?"

Meng Mingchao: "..."