The scumbag brother is finally accepted

An Shijian forced Hua Manxiang back, Shen Mengzhuang flew forward and landed beside Lu Qingyuan.Seeing his bloody mess, my heart tightened, as if it hurt him.

The flower nail was still stuck in the back of Lu Qingyuan's hand, the blood flowed continuously, his thin body lay on the ground convulsed, the corners of his mouth kept oozing blood, his face was covered in mud and blood, and his appearance could not be seen clearly, intermittent sobs and wailing could be heard faintly .

Shen Mengzhuang waved his sleeves to scatter the flower nails on the back of his hands, held those bloody little hands, and called out softly, "Xiao Jiu, wake up, I'm here, I'm fine."

Lu Qingyuan was unconscious, his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't open his eyes.

Surrounded by darkness and darkness, Lu Qingyuan felt like he had fallen into a deserted sea, with no one to redeem him, no one to ask him whether he was alive or not.

It was as if his whole body was falling, and the icy lake water surrounded him, swarming over him, getting into his eyes, mouth, and every pore on his body, swallowing all his temperature and consciousness.

It is a bottomless sea of ​​death, a vortex of helplessness, a situation where we can only wait for death.The body was still falling, Lu Qingyuan stretched out his hand feebly, trying to grab something, but there was nothing.

This time, is he really going to die?

So cold.

The biting cold water extinguished his warmth, and he felt so cold all over.

In the decades of life, the road I have traveled is full of yelling and cursing, but it has really come to an end.

Anyway, alive, there is no thought or hope.

Better to die.

Lu Qingyuan slowly closed his eyes, and slowly dropped his outstretched hand, letting the sea water drag him down. Anyway, he didn't have the strength to climb up.

However, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in his ear, his tone seemed to be filled with the pain and love of his life, calling him cautiously——

"Little Nine."

Lu Qingyuan half-closed his eyes, and suddenly saw a white figure appearing in front of him, he couldn't see clearly, but it was like the wind of spring, warming the wild sky.

In a trance, it gradually overlapped with the blurred figure in his memory.

The body is still falling, and the white shadow is getting further and further away.Lu Qingyuan suddenly stretched out his hand, trying to grab that figure.

"and many more…"

In the gloom and turbidity, there is finally a glimmer of light.

Blurred memory, blurred silhouette.

It was the redemption of the past.

It is future hope.

The white figure was close in front of his eyes, but he couldn't touch it.Lu Qingyuan struggled to catch that figure, to escape from the sea of ​​death.

"Wait, don't go..."

The figure in front of him gradually became clear, showing an elegant face.Shen Mengzhuang stretched out his hand, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Xiao Jiu, I'm here."

Lu Qingyuan struggled, and finally narrowed the distance between him and grabbed his hand suddenly, as if grabbing his life-saving straw.

Once you catch it, you never want to let it go.

Shen Mengzhuang pulled him over, embraced him, touched his head and said softly: "It's all right."

Consciousness gradually became clear and escaped from the chaos.Lu Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes and saw Shen Mengzhuang's anxious face in front of him, as if he saw the hope of rebirth.

Sure enough, no matter what, as long as there is a senior brother by his side, he will always feel extremely at ease.

Bitterness and sourness came to my heart immediately, and tears welled up in my eyes.Lu Qingyuan rushed towards him suddenly, hugging his neck tightly, sobbing from a small voice, which turned into an uncontrollable wail.

"Brother, you are finally here..."

Shen Mengzhuang touched the back of his head, his eyes were also full of soreness, and he said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Lu Qingyuan grabbed him and was reluctant to let go, fearing that once he let go, he would never find him again.

Finally, someone was willing to risk his life to save him.

Hua Manxiang stood on the spot, and the sharp sword turned into a folding fan and flew back to his hand.Remnants of flowers are scattered, and the paper fan shakes slightly.Looking at the two cuddling in front of him, he sneered and said, "Is it enough to be intimate? If not, let's continue our relationship on Huangquan Road!"

As soon as the words fell, Hua Manxiang waved his sleeves, and the apricot blossoms all over the sky were like sharp silver needles. The needles were raining heavily, and thousands of arrows were fired at Shen Mengzhuang one after another.

"Since you're here, leave your head behind."

Hua Manxiang looked up at the two people who were embracing, and suddenly waved her folding fan lightly.I saw thousands of flower needles, like off-string arrows, piercing the night sky, flying stones with strong winds, and flooding the sky.

The broken flowers overwhelming the sky and covering the sky were menacing and unstoppable. They stabbed directly at the two people in front of them, and they were caught off guard by the thunderous force.