Swordsman Jianghu【Rebirth】

47

"Squeak—"

After Cheng Fei came out from Su Qing's place, he practiced Qinggong and walked for about half an hour before arriving at a remote and inconspicuous village, and stopped in front of a simple green tile house.

He opened the door lightly and went in.The room is not big, but it is very tidy, and there are some flowers and plants. You can see the owner's intentions. As soon as Cheng Fei stepped in, a childish but weak voice came out from inside—"Is it brother?"

The person on the bed was already groping to get up, Cheng Fei walked in quickly, sat on the edge of the bed and supported him, with a gentle and loving face that was not usually there: "It's brother, don't get up, lest you catch a cold again in a while."

Cheng Xi lay in his arms, a little happy: "Why is brother here now? Don't worry about me, brother can go to work if he has something to do."

"Sit down first and wait for brother to light the lamp. Has Aunt Liu come over these few days?" Cheng Fei wrapped him in a quilt, walked to a table not far away and lit the kerosene lamp. Aunt Liu is the leader of this village. The person he invited to take care of his younger brother.

"Well, come every day, brother don't worry."

Under the light of the orange kerosene lamp, the boy on the bed looked unusually pale. He looked only eleven or twelve years old, with a thin body and a pair of big round eyes, which was considered energetic.

Cheng Fei poured out a Ningxue Pill from the bottle, and put it into his younger brother's mouth: "Xiaoxi, come on, eat it, keep these two bottles of medicine in your ring space, don't let anyone know .”

Cheng Xi felt sorry for the pills that melted in his mouth, he knew how hard his brother had worked to get these medicines. "Brother, I just ate it six days ago. I wasted one. I still have two left here."

Cheng Fei sternly said: "Why is there still left? Did you not take the medicine on time?" The poison on the younger brother's body required taking Ningxue Pill every seven days, and he knew the medicine he brought back because of The medicine was almost finished, and he would venture to find Su Qing and the others tonight, so there was no way there would be any leftovers.

"I, I just don't want my brother to work so hard." Cheng Xi lowered his head, "You won't die if you eat a few days later."

The veins in Cheng Fei's sleeves protruded, and he tried his best to suppress his emotions, but the hands around his younger brother were always gentle. He rubbed the drooping head, and the anger in his heart disappeared long ago, and the rest was his body. The elder brother's helplessness and self-blame: "Brother, you don't need to worry about it. Xiaoxi has to take the medicine on time, and my brother will find the medicine. Don't worry so much."

"Senior brother, it's raining heavily." Feng Yan lay on the quilt, looking at the senior brother who was closing the window, his nasal voice was soft and soft, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the underwear was rubbed by him The young man showed a large white shoulder, but the person involved didn't know it yet.

"En." Su Qing responded in a low voice, touched the cool rain with his fingertips, looked up, and suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, rumbling, and the dark night suddenly became as bright as day.

Feng Yan rested his arms on his pillow, and the moment he heard the thunder, his long and narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and the next moment he fell into a warm embrace with a familiar breath and a fresh medicinal fragrance. "Brother."

Su Qing took advantage of the situation and lay down with his arms around the man. The young man's skeleton had already developed, and his well-fitting underwear covered his firm and smooth muscles. He was taking the young man into his arms and patted him on the back.

Feng Yan was absent-minded for a moment just now, as if he had returned to his previous life. The night when Huashan destroyed his family was also in such a thunderstorm. He was awakened by the movement outside the door in his deep sleep. Before he recovered, he was hidden by his father in the back mountain. The sound of fighting and wailing did not stop along the way, and the falling rain merged with the blood on the ground, which was extremely tragic.

From then on, Feng Yan never dared to stay alone in a thunderstorm.

However, Feng Yan felt the cold breath surrounding him, and pushed his senior brother: "Senior brother, I'm fine, do you want to get up and practice?"

"No need, go to sleep." Su Qing's voice came from above his head, even though there was no ups and downs, Feng Yan could still hear the concern in it.That being the case, he can sleep with peace of mind, God knows how difficult it is to keep practicing every day.

The young man's breath gradually stabilized. Su Qing laid the man flat on the bed, touched his smooth skin on the outside, his eyes darkened, but quickly looked away, and helped him fasten his clothes again, Cover with a quilt.

On Luoyin Mountain, a magnificent palace looms, and Luoqing, who had disappeared in the Yunlai Inn before, is kneeling outside the door, unaware of the thunderstorm outside.No one could have imagined that the leader of the Demon Cult would choose such a place surrounded by mist, like a paradise.

"Ah Qing, why don't you go back first, today's thunderstorm, the leader won't see anyone, please come early tomorrow to apologize." The young man in a red gown said, no one has seen the true face of their leader, although they were trained by the leader , but no different from others, the task failed, waiting for them only punishment, or death.

Luo Qing shook his head, the rain ran down his face: "It's okay, I'll wait." It's not that he insisted on kneeling, but the leader is moody and has always had a bad temper. If you let him know that he is lazy, plus this task If you fail, you may not survive tomorrow.

Luo Hong also knew the secret, but he absolutely didn't dare to say that, so he just stood with Luo Qing in the rain. The four of them were brought out by the current leader, but he didn't dare to make mistakes.

"Guardian Zuo." Luo Hong and Luo Qing looked at the person who came out of the door, and called out respectfully.

"Luo Qing, you haven't completed your mission. Go to the execution hall to be punished by yourself. Go back to your place and pay close attention to the boy you mentioned. Luo Hong, you go with him, don't ruin the master's plan."

After Zuo Hufa finished speaking, he went in, and Luo Qing and the others breathed a sigh of relief. Compared with the teacher's punishment, this was already very light, and it was just a flesh injury.

Luo Hong bent down to help him up, puzzled and said: "Is that boy really so powerful? You can only run away."

"Well, at least one level higher than me, maybe two. His swordsmanship is not the authentic Huashan swordsmanship, but it has the shadow of Huashan swordsmanship, but he can't tell which school it is."

After Luo Qing and the others left, the left guardian who walked into the room approached the corner carefully, where a young man in a purple robe sat hugging his knees, his black hair spread out, his face looked like a boy, and there were still hanging on his long eyelashes. The teardrops seemed to be falling into a dream, and there was no focus in those black eyes.

"Master, Luo Qing has already gone to receive the punishment, do you have any other orders?" Zuo Hufa replied respectfully, not daring to overstep the line at all, just stood a few steps away to salute, with a respectful but unconcerned expression on his face, everything he did All because of his status.

Hu Xiao's eyes slowly focused, he raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes were blood red, and he roared in a low voice: "Get lost!"

Zuo Hufa responded, and stopped saying anything, in order not to anger his master, he turned and went out.

"and many more!"

"What other orders does the priest have?"

"I'm going to retreat from tomorrow, and I won't see anyone. You can deal with the affairs of the teaching center with you."

"Yes."

There was rain and thunder outside the house, Hu Xiao just sat on the floor with his knees hugged like that, the rain outside the window wet his clothes, but no one would hug him and keep him warm, worrying if he would get sick.Seven years have passed, that person was killed by himself and pushed off the cliff with his own hands. Hu Xiao still can't forget his desperate and sad eyes.

He wanted the sword manual, and wanted those who looked down on him and bullied him to die, but the only variable in it was meeting that person.Only that person is sincere to him, cares about him, and takes care of him.

Hu Xiao was crying in the corner, I'm sorry, Brother Ling, come back, Xiao Xiao was wrong.

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