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The moment his palm touched the vine, Fang Suyi seemed to touch someone's heartbeat.

bang -- bang -- bang --

Once, gently and powerfully.

The scene in front of me began to change, but it was dizzyingly chaotic.

The cold and wet dark place, the endless ice field, the mourning battlefield, the crying woman holding a child, the bustling world, hunger, greed, anger, ignorance...all kinds of ups and downs.

Meng Mingchao shuttled between these, without end.

Until a pair of hands came in, everything changed suddenly stopped.

Meng Mingchao raised his eyes in the confusion, and met a gentle face with a smile.

It was as if a ray of light had been cast in.

It seems to be the first time I saw it, and it seems to have seen it many years ago.

Meng Mingchao narrowed his eyes slightly: "Brother?"

Surrounded by vines, he frowned, broke directly, and walked quickly: "Brother, are you alright?"

"Fang Shiyi" shook his head: "Why are you here?"

For a moment, Meng Mingchao felt that the senior in front of him seemed a little strange, but he couldn't say anything, so he hesitated: "Of course I came to save you."

"Ming Chao, I'm poisoned."

Meng Mingchao was startled suddenly, but Fang Shiyi had already leaned over and hugged him, the hot breath sprayed in his ears as he spoke, and there was an indescribably sweet aroma, "Can you help senior brother?"

The hot blood surged uncontrollably for a moment, Meng Ming froze for a moment, and uncontrollably held his thin waist: "Senior brother... what kind of poison did you get?"

"What do you think?" Fang Shiyi turned his head to look at him, and there was a peachy youthfulness in his handsome eyebrows that he would not normally have.

Meng Mingchao felt a little dizzy and short of breath: "No...you are not senior brother..."

The ending was sealed by the soft lips that came close.

Meng Ming turned his head blankly. Before his brain turned around, his body had followed the desire and pressed the person in front of him under him.

The surrounding scene changes silently, and finally freezes in a familiar room——

The room in Lanyueju.

The window was half open, and the white and fine petals of the flowers and trees in the courtyard floated in with a cool fragrance.

The wax oil on the table was half dry, and under the paperweight was a scroll of unfinished drawings.

There were faint voices talking in the courtyard, it was Xiao Minghe, Qi Chu, and Wen Xiuyue.

The curtain of the bed in the room was drooping, and there was a strange smell in the air. Meng Mingchao's eyes were red, and he hugged the person under him tightly, his voice trembling slightly: "Senior brother..."

The person under him smiled in his eyes and responded gently to him.

Meng Mingchao's bun had been torn apart, and his long hair was hanging down. The contrast between his white complexion and black hair was amazing, and he was entangled with Fang Suyi. , said softly: "I have thought about this countless times, countless times..."

His fingertips were on Fang Shiyi's soft lips, and thousands of words lingered between his lips and teeth: "Shiyi."

"..."

A foot away, Fang Shiyi turned his head with a pale face.

The man in black seemed to find it very amused, and forced his chin to twist there: "Look, this is what your beloved little brother wants to do to you... Do you mind? Or Fang Shaoxia, who is broad-minded, with his body Are you willing to donate?"

Fang Shiyi turned cold and said, "Shut up."

The man in black was in a good mood, he picked up a lock of his hair and gently twisted it.

Fang Shiyi's heart was burning so badly, he just wanted to get rid of the man in black as soon as possible, beat the white-eyed wolf first, wake him up, and then find out who the man in black is.

He pursed his lips and moaned, forcefully mobilizing his spiritual power to break through the barrier.

A streak of blood snaked down his lips, the man in black noticed it, frowned and stretched out his hand, trying to wipe it away.

Fang Shiyi's eyelids couldn't stop jumping: "What the hell are you..."

Not far away, Meng Mingchao suddenly sighed.

The dagger that he had been carrying since he was a child came out of its sheath at some point and stuck to the neck of the person below him.

"You're not senior brother." He said flatly, "It's just a delusional thought."

After a pause, he just smiled: "Are you worthy of wearing my senior brother's skin?"

Everything around suddenly trembled.

Fang Shiyi put a black sleeve on his head as a hood, and then there was a loud "boom", he closed his eyes, and then opened them again, the group of vines exploded all over the place, and Meng Mingchao fell to the ground with his sword in hand.

The man in black snorted coldly.

Fang Shiyi broke through the last obstacle, attracted Wang Shu, and stabbed at the person behind him without hesitation.The man in black hurriedly backed away, and Fang Shiyi called out, "Ming Chao!"

Meng Mingchao cut off the black-robed man's retreat, and the two wrestled together, demolishing the ruined temple in two or three strokes.

It was only then that Fang Shiyi discovered that they were trapped in a vine, and the outside was covered with vines that barked their teeth and claws.

The fight between Meng Mingchao and the man in black was almost impossible to intervene. The two seemed to know exactly what attacks and responses the other would make, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior for a while.The deadly vines around were swept by the sword energy and violence, screaming and splashing all over the ground.

Fang Shiyi seized the opportunity, raised two fingers, Wang Shu answered the call, and at the moment Meng Mingchao and the black-robed man crossed each other, he nailed hard into the man's right chest.

The man in black was startled, the mist on his face almost collapsed, and the blood on the corner of his lips could be vaguely seen.He looked back at Fang Shiyi in some puzzlement, even though he was kicked to the ground by Meng Mingchao the next moment, he didn't respond.

Fang Shiyi showed no expression: "This sword was given by Dai Jiashi."

The man in black squinted his eyes, turned his head unmoved, faced Meng Mingchao, and seemed to say something.

Fang Shiyi didn't hear it, but Meng Mingchao was suddenly stunned. The man in black seized the opportunity and drew out the sword nailed to his chest, which turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wang Shujian shook off the blood on the sword, flew back to Fang Shiyi, and rubbed his fingertips flatteringly.

The two brothers were silent for a while, Fang Shiyi put the sword back into the sheath, and lowered his eyes: "Let's go, after waiting for so long, we should go to Zhiwei and the others..."

Before he finished speaking, his waist suddenly tightened.

Meng Mingchao hugged him from behind.

"Brother, you have seen it all."

Fang Shiyi's eyelashes trembled: "What do you see?"

"..." Meng Mingchao's breath was shattered and cold, "Shopping, please, look at me."

Fang Shiyi held Wang Shu tightly for a while, then turned around and waved away the people behind him, and said coldly, "Then how do you want me to see you?"

Meng Mingchao didn't know when he was as tall as him, he seemed to have grown from a teenager to a young man, his cheeks were pale, but his pale eyes were burning with faint flames.

Such straightforward and blazing desires and emotions.

Fang Shiyi seemed to be on fire, he hissed, and took a few steps back: "I can pretend that I have never seen what happened today, and I will never bring it up again from now on...it's my fault, I forgot how long you have been." It's too big, you should pay attention to the distance..."

His mind was actually in a mess, he was trying to find reasons for Meng Mingchao's "rebellious" delusion, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Meng Mingchao walked up to him silently, and asked softly, "What do you think senior brother should do in the future?"

Fang Shiyi had a severe headache: "Get rid of those thoughts that shouldn't be there, you are still young, it's normal to think about it, left and right are just relying on, when I go back to Shanhaimen, I will move to Fuyun Palace, you... huh! "

Meng Mingchao suddenly pinched his chin and kissed him hard.

His eyes darkened, and even his breathing was robbed, the bitter medicine fragrance was entangled with the faint smell of blood, Fang Shiyi almost couldn't breathe, his mind was buzzing, thinking of the cute and cute little junior from before, and thinking of Just now Meng Mingchao felt a throbbing pain in his head.

He raised his foot and wanted to kick the bastard away, but he was suppressed immediately - he really couldn't screw Meng Mingchao.

After being held down and kissed firmly, Fang Shiyi was about to explode.

The heat rose to his cheeks, he didn't know what his face was like, the pity disappeared in this somewhat taboo kiss, he secretly made a secret formula with a dark face, which attracted Wang Shu, he punched him away with the hilt of his sword some.As soon as he was free, Fang Shiyi slapped him without hesitation.

With a crisp sound of "pa", Fang Shiyi's palm felt a little painful, not to mention Meng Mingchao's face.

He tried not to care about it, wiped off the water on his lips, and said expressionlessly: "Next time you dare to do this, I will pull out your tongue."

Meng Ming's palm print appeared on his fair face, but he didn't care, instead he licked the corner of his lips and smiled: "Brother, what do you mean, is there a next time?"

Fang Shiyi was so angry that his chest was tight, and he almost wanted to slap him again to wake him up.

Squeezing the space between his brows and forcing himself to calm down, he tidied up his messy mood, gritted his teeth and thought numbly:

Get the antidote first, get rid of the poison on Master, and then it's not too late to teach this bastard a lesson.

After repeated brainwashing twice, Fang Shiyi tried his best to forget the feeling of blushing and heartbeat just now, without looking at the people around him, he just walked in a random direction.

Meng Mingchao pursed his lips, as if wronged, followed closely behind.

Fang Shiyi's forehead twitched with blue veins, reflexively wanting to kick someone: "Stay away from me!"

"Brother..."

Fang Shiyi was unmoved: "You still know you are called Senior Brother? That's good. From now on, stay three feet away from me. Anyway, even I can't beat you, and it will save you the power to protect you."

Meng Mingchao smiled helplessly, and obediently stayed three feet away from him: "Shiyi, do you hate me now?"

"No," Fang Shiyi didn't expect that the child raised by his son would have such thoughts for himself, so he glanced at him very quickly, and said with a calm face, "A brother is like a father, I want to teach you to be a man again .”

Meng Mingchao: "..."