There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

The Tianshan faction's celebration banquet didn't dissipate until early in the morning. As the protagonist, Yue Guhong naturally couldn't leave halfway, and was inevitably drunk a lot, and finally had to return drunk to the other courtyard with Yue Feihong's support.

He was usually strict with himself, so he would not have gotten so drunk, but Gu Cangqiong announced again in front of everyone that he would marry Gu Qing to him.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, in front of so many people, the benevolent Yue Guhong couldn't embarrass the Gu family father and daughter too much, so he could only keep silent.

And the repeated congratulations from the crowd and Gu Qing's deliberate approach made him, who likes to be quiet, feel very annoyed.

In the past, when encountering such a situation, Yue Feihong would probably stand up and block many boring entertainments for him.

But now, because of a reason that both of them know well, although the younger brother is still smiling gently on the surface, the occasional dangerous look in his eyes makes Yue Guhong almost unbearably terrified.

Although the reasons in his mind were completely different from the real facts, the result was the same. Yue Feihong seemed to be enveloped in a dark aura that was about to turn into substance, watching him from the sidelines surrounded by the crowd, but he didn't show up as usual. help before.

Seeing his brother doubting himself again, Yue Guhong felt a little sad.

I have already made it very clear that I will never compete with him for Gu Qing. It's just that I haven't figured out a way to dissolve the engagement. Why is Feihong still unwilling to forgive himself?

To Feihong, is Gu Qing really so important that she can't even listen to the words of her fourth brother?

Yue Guhong, completely unaware that he was wrong, fell into a state of deep depression. He simply gave up on himself and would not refuse anyone who came to congratulate him, drinking until his glass was drained.

As long as you get drunk, you can get rid of all the noise in front of you, right?

In the end, he finally got his wish. The majestic number one master of the Tianshan School actually became sloppy, his eyes blurred, and two touches of blush appeared on his usually pale and stern cheeks.

Yue Feihong couldn't stand it anymore, parted the crowd, helped the drunk elder brother up, dragged him to the front of Gu Cangqiong, and said politely: "Fourth brother is weak, and his injuries have not healed. I'm afraid it will damage his body. Master, I want to send him back to rest first."

Gu Cangqiong glanced at Yue Guhong, and saw that he was indeed a little delirious. After all, he was the disciple he placed high hopes on. If he made a fool of himself in public, wouldn't it be self-defeating?

He then nodded, signaling Yue Feihong to take Yue Guhong back immediately.

Leaving the noisy hall, Yue Feihong exhaled lightly, cast a sidelong glance at his elder brother who was leaning on his shoulder with most of his body, and the corners of his lips raised slightly unconsciously.

The breeze is bright and the moon is bright. Although the coldness of the autumn night is enough to invade the bones, the skin that is close together shares the scorching heat. Yue Feihong, who has not drunk much wine, suddenly feels a little hot and unbearable.

After finally bringing that troublesome person back to the quiet and deserted courtyard, Yue Feihong complained after closing the door.

"It's obvious that you don't drink so much, but you still have to drink so much. Everyone congratulates you all the time, so you still say you don't want to?"

As he spoke, even he himself could hear how loud the grinding of his teeth was.

Yue Guhong, who was already in a daze, suddenly regained his energy when he heard his voice.

Reluctantly supporting his younger brother's shoulders to stand up straight, he looked around and found that he had returned to his room. He was immediately relieved, and then laughed softly.

"Finally... escaped, I knew... Feihong, you... won't let me down..."

Yue Feihong couldn't help laughing dumbfounded, the resentment and anger he had held all night suddenly melted away in the other party's smile.

Maybe, I really think too much.

In the fourth brother's heart, apart from practicing martial arts and avenging his family, where else would the father and daughter of the Gu family and the Tianshan sect have a place?

He will only rely on his own efforts to realize his ideals step by step, and he doesn't even bother to borrow or use the strength of others.

Although it was a drunken talk, the trust in him contained in it still made Yue Feihong's mood a lot.

Seeing the drunken-eyed, staggering person, he was about to stretch out his hand to embrace him again, but Yue Guhong suddenly walked to the wall with a few steps excitedly, and took down the long sword hanging on the wall.

"By the way, you haven't seen it yet, have you? This... Snow Shadow Guhong..."

In fact, when he was sleeping in the afternoon, Yue Feihong had already unceremoniously studied the sword and the sword manual he got in the sword pond.

Although the sword was sharp, Yue Feihong felt that it was nothing more than that, but it was the content of Luohong's sword manual that made him secretly startled.

It really deserves to be a peerless martial art that must be buried in the sword pool. He felt the energy and blood in his body churn after only a few glances. It seems that if he wants to practice, he must be alone with no distracting thoughts, otherwise he will be killed if he is not careful. Will go crazy.

At that time, he looked at his brother's sleeping face, hesitated for a moment, and finally put the sword manual into the bamboo tube with some regret.

The future is long, and with my brother's love for me, there are still many opportunities to see the sword manual from him. On the contrary, it is even rarer to spend time alone with my undefended brother like now.

But at this moment, hearing Yue Guhong asking himself drunkenly, Yue Feihong didn't tell the truth immediately, but just stood there silently, looking at the other party with a smile.

Yue Guhong didn't care too much, a person who is intoxicated would only act according to his own thinking.

Without thinking about it, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and there was a clear dragon cry, and then the whole room was illuminated by the sword light like snow and moon.

One sword light cold fourteen states.

In an instant, Yue Feihong thought of this poem, and at the same time, his eyes widened in surprise because of the abnormal reaction of the sword in his brother's hand.

The Xueying Guhong sword, which was like a dead thing in his hand before, seemed to come alive suddenly in his elder brother's hands. The brilliance flowed on the blade, reflecting the faint moonlight from the window into several times the light, But it's not dazzling, it just brings people an endless sense of loneliness.

Just like its name.

"Feihong...it's this sword that chose me...I don't know, when I master Luohong swordsmanship..."

With messy steps, Yue Guhong lightly danced two starting moves in the Tianshan School's entry-level swordsmanship. Although he didn't use his internal strength, the fierce sword energy still made Yue Feihong, who was watching, couldn't help but step back a few steps.

But that sword energy suddenly disappeared without a trace, accompanied by Yue Guhong's last almost inaudible remark: "Are you qualified...to fight him..."

Yue Feihong took a few steps forward to catch his brother's unconscious body, but at the same time, there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

"he"?Is it Jun Mo asking?

To make my elder brother so obsessed, even if there was no blood feud nine years ago, that person would still have to die!