I couldn't fool my junior brother today [Rebirth]

Yu Qixian is no stranger to the feeling of being controlled.

His soul seems to be surrounded by an invisible transparent barrier, his sense of the outside world is a little vague, like a layer of water vapor, his thinking is also a little stagnant, and he acts on instinct most of the time, but there is a The voice is guiding his actions.

The voice said to him, when Qi Han comes, he will insert the demon-killing nail into his cover door while he is distracted, which corresponds to the seven inches of the snake, and even Qi Han will Seriously injured and dying.

He raised his hand to take the spiritual weapon that the man handed over, and there was a very strong bloody evil spirit, as well as a deep sense of resentment and curse, that breath made his chaotic consciousness clear a little.

However, only a little.

That voice kept chattering in his ears, repeating the timing of when to strike and how important the things on Qi Han were to him. The overlapping voices made him feel a little dizzy again.

Yu Qixian closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Hei Ming, who was still chattering, shut his mouth unconsciously.

He seemed to have just remembered that Yu Qixian doesn't have his own consciousness now, and only acts on his instructions, so what he said just now is actually just talking to himself.

Hei Ming had no choice but to close his mouth, and the slender snake body crawled up and down Yu Qixian's body.

The surroundings finally became clear, and Yu Qixian let his consciousness slip into the depths little by little.

Even though his eyes were closed, he saw a scene.

A young man in commoner clothes who couldn't hide his pampering aura was looking at the graceful woman standing in front of him in horror. The woman said something to the young man while weeping, and then pushed him to a man dressed as a servant. The boy seemed to be arguing, but was slapped by the woman and turned his face away.

It seemed that he had never been treated like this before, the circles of his eyes turned red immediately, and the woman also showed a look of unbearable, bent down and gave the boy a hug, opening and closing her mouth as if to tell him something.

Yu Qixian's slightly empty eyes slowly blinked. The familiar scene in front of him touched the deepest memory in his heart, and his vague consciousness was awakened by the memory.

If Hei Ming hadn't left this place for a while, he would have noticed that Yu Qixian's complexion was turning blue and white, with fine sweat rolling down his cheeks, and at the same time, the state of spiritual energy around him was extremely unstable, and the state of his cultivation seemed to be loose and falling ! !

This is undoubtedly a very dangerous sign. If the realm falls, it is very likely that the monk will never be able to return to the original realm in this life.

Yu Qixian didn't know that his condition was critical, he just looked at the woman embracing the young man in front of him in a daze, and murmured:

"Mother……"

Finally, the woman and the young man finished talking, and there was a noise outside. The woman's expression changed, and she broke off a trap with all her strength. Suddenly, a secret passage appeared, and the young man was forcibly dragged into the secret passage by the servants. The woman closed the secret passage and tidied it up a little. After looking at his appearance, he walked out resolutely.

Yu Qixian stretched out his hand subconsciously, but only touched a mass of nothingness. He laughed at himself, yes, how could he touch it?

He wanted to follow the woman and see her more, but his body was out of control, and he was dragged away by an invisible force.

He was forced to follow the boy and watched him run away in tears while being carried by the servants.

【Mother had a chance to leave】

A voice sounded in my ears, childish.

Yu Qixian raised his head and stared at the boy.

The voice then said slowly:

【Because of me, in order to let me escape, my mother stayed there】

Accompanied by the words, a heavy sadness and shame pressed Yu Qixian's heart, and he couldn't help opening his mouth to take a big breath, as if he wanted to let out a little of the huge pressure.

This would not have much effect, Yu Qixian showed a depressed look, but at this moment the scene in front of him suddenly changed again.

He raised his eyes to see what scene was about to appear in front of his eyes.

The Qingfeng Sword pointed obliquely in front of him, and the man who had grown from a boy to an adult stood there silently.

He did not wear the uniform of the Hao Miao Sect, but changed into ordinary clothes, holding a letter in his hand.

This is a letter requesting to sever ties with the sect.

The man left the letter on the table, pressed it with something to prevent it from being blown off by the wind, and then quietly set off to open it.

Same as last time, Yu Qixian was drawn by the man's side and couldn't leave too far away.

There was a look of memory in his eyes, and he gradually remembered when this happened.

This was when he had just cultivated as a golden core.

If I remember correctly, in the man's bosom there is also a elixir that can stimulate the potential of overdraft but has great side effects.

The direction the man was going was Liuguang City, and Yu Qixian closed her eyes, remembering what happened later.

He went one step too late. He believed that the traitorous, cruel and loyal emperor had passed away for many years. It was difficult for the news of the world to spread to the cultivation world, so that the man went to Liuguang City to find out that the country had changed another master.

The man sneaked into the palace in the middle of the night. He confronted the cultivator guarding the emperor, who asked him, "Is the current emperor the one who ruined your family?"

No.

But he is his heir.

The monk said: "You killed him, but just for a while, not to mention that I will try my best to stop you, even if you succeed with that elixir, it is just to completely cut off your own immortality, just to kill a friend There is no one directly related to your family feud."

Standing outside the window, looking at the emperor who was lighting up the lamp to correct the memorial, the man left, and he returned to the bustling street with a confused expression, the pill in his arms suddenly became hot, as if he was laughing at himself.

【I could have killed him】

Another voice sounded, different from the immature first time, it has matured a lot, the voice is clearer, with a touch of tiredness.

[I don't want to gamble on my immortality, or the so-called family feud, which is not more important to me than myself. 】

Yu Qixian's expression became slightly colder. He stared at the man indifferently, watching him return to the sect. The letter was quietly burned by the man himself without being found.

Immediately, a news came that the senior brother who had been taking good care of him while the man was away was dying.

The emotions of self-blame and self-loathing were heavily suppressed.

Yu Qixian's body bent for a moment, and then quickly straightened up again. He didn't want to look any more, and said, "Enough."

There was some despondency in the tone.

Following his words, the scene changed again.

The face of the protagonist in the scene remains unchanged, but his temperament has become warmer and his personality has become more mature.

The young man was dressed in white and walked slowly in the Boundless Sect.

Along the way, some disciples greeted him, and all the young people responded with gentle smiles. He looked calm, but when he saw his new junior brother, his emotions became a little more complicated.

The junior brother who was still young looked up at him with a guarded expression.

Seeing his situation, the young man followed suit and moved away from the other party. The little junior was relieved, but also showed a little disappointment.

【It would be fine if... there is no junior brother】

The same voice sounded, a little more mature and steady than last time.

[Why is the younger brother so valued by the master?But I will be ignored and scolded...]

Yu Qixian frowned slightly, but his brows soon relaxed again. He turned around, and when he saw the young man again, he saw blood.

Yes, this is the scene when he died the first time.

Seeing this place, Yu Qixian felt a bit of nostalgia for no reason. He saw the young man lying on his back on the ground. He had his hands and feet cut off, was humiliated by the demon cultivator, lost all his dignity, and felt a wave of shame. Come on, he clenched his fists.

Resentment, anger, all kinds of emotions came out, Yu Qixian snorted, his expression was a little painful, the state of the young man was also constantly changing, from being mutilated at the beginning, to embarrassing and emaciated later, In the end, there is no life.

【Not reconciled】

Such a heartbeat impacted Yu Qixian's mind with boundless resentment, and couldn't bear to look at the miserable corpse anymore, Yu Qixian closed his eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

Although he was crying, Yu Qixian's expression was not sad or happy, he was crying, but there was only indifferent sadness on his face.

It seems to be paying homage to the self at that time.

A gust of wind blew away the desolate scene, and the scene was reorganized. The young man stood there in a daze. He looked at his intact limbs, showing disbelief and surprise on his face.

The depressed mood recovered a little bit, but the second death came one after another, the dilated pupils, the face was still full of consternation and a bit of bitterness... These are not the end, it is death again and again, failure after failure In the middle, both the young man and the onlooker Yu Qixian looked numb.

The former is used to it, while the latter is revisiting it, so it is a little bearish.

But being bearish doesn't mean you don't mind.

After repeated failures, they finally got a success. All kinds of blunders, erratic mistakes, Yu Qixian watched the junior who was originally resistant and guarded against others gradually open up to him. He saw it from the perspective of an onlooker. It turned out that Qi Han's feelings at that time were so obvious, but when he expressed them, he was extremely reserved.

He was puzzled.

Whether it's the young man who is repeating the death with murderous intent, or Yu Qixian who is reliving the process now, he can't understand why Qi Han... likes himself?

He didn't want to describe it like this, although there is no more accurate word to describe Qi Han's feelings, but when he thinks like this, he always feels inexplicably ashamed and narcissistic.

This is not a pleasant feeling, especially when revisiting it, I can see more clearly how I was calculating again and again, thinking of hurting and killing someone who has a good impression of me .

Guilt flooded Yu Qixian like a tide.

Yu Qixian seemed to finally be unable to bear the memories and "heart voice", his body swayed slightly, and his waist, which was always straight, curled up.

Qi Han slowly walked out of the broken scene, Yu Qixian raised his eyes, and saw something familiar in his hand, but found that it was his Qingfeng Sword.

This Qingfeng sword... drank his own blood, Qi Han's blood, and even Su Qingshui's.

This is why Yu Qixian has been resisting the use of Qingfeng Sword since then.

Qi Han's face was exactly the last appearance Yu Qixian had seen in his previous life, and there was still a little immaturity on his face, those eyes that always showed a bit of joy when he saw him but tried to hide it, there was only hatred at the moment and sorrow.

Qi Han looked at Yu Qixian and called softly: "Senior brother—"

Yu Qixian didn't answer.

Holding the Qingfeng Sword, Qi Han narrowed the distance to Yu Qixian step by step. When he was still a few steps away from Yu Qixian, he raised his sword and pointed the tip of the sword straight at Yu Qixian's heart.

"Brother..." Hatred, pain and reluctance were intertwined on Qi Han's face, his pace became extremely slow, the tip of the sword was slowly getting closer to Yu Qixian's chest, but Yu Qixian was entwined with emotions The entanglement, guilt, unbearable, and tiredness bound him like tentacles, preventing him from escaping.

"After this sword strike, are we cleared?" Qi Han smiled wryly when he saw that he didn't dodge or dodge.

"That's right, it's fair, you used this sword to stab my heart once before." Seeing that he didn't answer, Qi Han said to himself.

The tip of the sword sank into the skin, and the cloth on the chest was smudged red.

TBC.

The author has something to say: emmmmm... Brother has recovered his memory a long time ago, everyone should have seen this _(:3J∠)_

The scumbag author feels that the writing is quite obvious [Wang Tian