The scumbag brother is finally accepted

"My lord, my lord, my lord!"

Hearing someone calling in a daze, Lu Qingyuan had a splitting headache, struggled to get up from the snow, grabbed Xiaohua and asked eagerly: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, is Senior Brother back?"

Xiaohua covered Lu Qingyuan's body with the cloak in her hand, lowered her head and shook her head.

"No, there is no news about Brother Shen."

Lu Qingyuan's eyes dimmed in an instant, he sat decadently in the snow, his hair was disheveled, and there was a black bruise under his eyes.

Xiao Hua helped Lu Qingyuan get up, and said considerately: "It's snowing now, Your Majesty should not sleep here. You are not as good as before. When the husband left, I told you not to get hurt again. No one will take care of him when he is not here." Your wounds. And..."

Xiaohua looked up at Lu Qingyuan, with tears in her eyes, and suddenly choked up.

"And brother Shen, he actually cared about you that day. You haven't taken any medicine since he left. In fact...he actually marked all your medicine bottles, and he also said that you don't like to suffer. I have also prepared candies, all of which are in porcelain bottles. Your lord, you must take care of yourself, brother Shen won't let you go."

"do not talk……"

Lu Qingyuan grabbed Xiaohua's arm, trembling all over, and staggered back with his head down.The sound is weak, like duckweed without roots in the water.

He asked Xiao Hua, as if he was asking himself.

"He can't let me go, why doesn't he come back?"

Why don't you come back?

——It’s already snowing, why don’t you come back?

Heavy snow covered the entire sparrow palace.

At first, everything was the same as before, there were many maids and servants, and there was no shortage of food and clothing.Everything was arranged according to Shen Mengzhuang's appearance and according to Shen Mengzhuang's preferences.

Lu Qingyuan thought, what if he came back tomorrow.

Afterwards, the maids outside the hall came and went, and Lu Qingyuan stood alone in the hall, and there was no more tenderness between the two of them in the past.

He just felt bored watching the bustle of outsiders, and after that, the number of maids in Que Palace was reduced by half.

The winter is harsh and snow-covered.

Until the spring revives all things, the peach blossoms are shining brightly.

There is no one in Que Gongwei anymore.

All the maids and servants were dismissed by Lu Qingyuan, Xiao Hua wanted to be by his side, but because of Shen Mengzhuang's last wish, Lu Qingyuan was unwilling to force her to stay.Xiao Hua then went to the Dark Realm, looking for Gu Xuzi and learning embroidery at the same time.

The sparrow palace became Lu Qingyuan's cage.

He used to be the master of this place, raising the love of his heart.

Now, he is the only bird here.

Lu Qingyuan hugged the wine jar and drank heavily all day long.He used to not drink at all, only wishing to be intoxicated in the fragrance of Shen Mengzhuang, in the fragrance of Duruo flowers that made him linger in his dreams, and he would not know where to go when he was intoxicated.

But now, he can only soak his body and soul in wine and drink Shen Mengzhuang's favorite wine.

Gushan spring, Gushan is barren.

His spring, his only shining flower, is called Shen Mengzhuang.

Now, it has also become a Gushanchun.

The hall was filled with a pungent aroma of wine, as if fermenting in the airtight four walls.

Lu Qingyuan's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were wide open.Empty wine jars, large and small, were piled up at the feet. He raised the wine jar in his hand and drank the last gulp, then threw it aside.

Sunlight came in through the gap, and Lu Qingyuan stared at the sparse sunlight.Supporting Ruantai to prop up his body, he stumbled to the side hall.

The furnishings in the side hall are all the same as before, the broken strings of the Guqin, the incense burner, and the neat soft quilt are all covered with dust.

Lu Qingyuan groped to the barrier and pulled open the wooden door forcefully.

The strong light slanted down, making Lu Qingyuan unable to open his eyes.

In summer, cicadas sing faintly, and the breeze blows white clouds, everything is as usual.

He is alone again.

Recently, the death mark has become more and more difficult to control. When Lu Qingyuan was in a trance, it would suddenly spread from his neck to his whole body. The strong stinging pain and the suffocation feeling like being entangled by a giant snake made him struggle to escape from the sadness.

In a trance, he was obsessed with completing the plan as if he were immortal.

Lu Qingyuan sat at the desk, looking at the brochure in his hand.It has been several years since Dark Puppet left the Demon Realm to search for the soul of Shen Mengzhuang, and he has no close servants around him, so he can only figure out these complicated characters and patterns by himself.

Just as Lu Qingyuan was concentrating on thinking, a sharp pain suddenly came from his neck.With a shake of his hands, the brochure fell to the ground.Lu Qingyuan covered his neck, suppressing the smell of rust in his throat.

Different from the pain from the previous death mark, at this moment, there seemed to be countless worms gnawing on the neck, and there seemed to be thousands of worms wriggling in the blood vessels around the neck.

One drum and one drum, up and down.

Then it spread from the neck to the whole body, as if sucking his blood.

This strange sharp pain became more and more intense, Lu Qingyuan was so weak that he fell from the seat and knelt on the ground.With one hand pinching his neck, the other grasping the corner of the table.

Those insects seemed to be gnawing at the tendons, if they were not in the body, they would have heard the unscrupulous "cracking" sound.Like a devil grinding his teeth, like a butcher sharpening his knife.Immediately afterwards, the death mark spread all over his body, and Lu Qingyuan saw that the back of his hand and even the fingertips were entangled with bright red marks, like the snake letter of the red snake.

After being bitten by the insects, there was another colic, the whole body, every inch of skin seemed to be entangled with the body of a snake, wanting him to suffocate to death.

The two kinds of pain were intertwined, and Lu Qingyuan immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, splashing red on the corner of the table in front of him.

However, Lu Qingyuan didn't care about this kind of pain. After recovering from his breath, he concentrated on adjusting his internal strength, and hurried to the Jingchi to look for Fengtian.According to what Fengtian said, there is only one way to open the barrier forbidden by the Rage God.Use the power of Xuanhuangling and the four great emperors to forcibly break through.

Teigu has recovered the second one, so without delay, Lu Qingyuan took the three Qiying to the place where the rest of Teigu were.

Lu Qingyuan and the three Qiying arrived near the sacred mountain, and were about to open the enchantment at the entrance, when a burst of purple air came quietly.

The golden phoenix blew, and Lu Qingyuan flew to avoid the attack.

Leng Shanlan and the Honglin faction floated down, the night was desolate, and the sky was turbulent.

The three-headed Qiying stopped the members of the Honglin faction, and Lu Qingyuan fought with Leng Shanlan.

"I have no time to waste time with you, you only have two choices. Either get out of the way, or die."

The cold wind chilled, blowing the hem of Lu Qingyuan's clothes.The misfortune sword flashed a strange red light, and the blood-drinking evil blade was full of devilish energy.

Leng Shanlan stood upright with his head held high, with Jinfeng flying behind him.Mie Xie Lu Qingyuan said coldly, "Don't even think about it."

"Then die."

As soon as the words fell, the Misfortune Sword was majestic and murderous.

A flock of birds flew near the sacred mountain, and black mist shrouded the top of the mountain.Blood bats hovered in the sky, the atmosphere of magic permeated, and the shadow of swords and swords hit the mountain with great force.

In the present world, there are two powerhouses, the Demon Lord fights against the Lenghuanghuang, the fierce battle is pushed to the extreme, and the battlefield moves hundreds of miles in a blink of an eye.The cold wind was bleak, the sword light was sharp, the atmosphere of the world changed suddenly, and the black mist gathered into a huge vortex, which seemed to suck everyone into a bottomless black hole.

The two sides tried their best to fight Jinfeng.

Just when the two were concentrating on the confrontation, a strong evil spirit suddenly struck, and the three Qiying held the silver halberd in their hands, and secretly threatened their lives.Leng Shanlan couldn't dodge in time, Lu Qingyuan in front of him was ruthless in his moves, and at this moment he was under attack from both sides.

At the moment of crisis, I saw a figure rushing behind Leng Shanlan suddenly.After she repelled the attack of the Misfortune Sword, she looked back and saw that Zhong Yan was pierced through the heart by the silver halberd, and blood sprayed on her face, blurring her vision.

"Big Brother!"

The Honglin sect's juniors shouted in panic, desperately slashing and killing the bloody bat above their heads.

Zhong Yan stretched out his hand towards Leng Shanlan, with blood gushing out of his mouth, exhausted his last bit of strength, murmured indistinctly: "Little..."

Leng Shanlan watched the person in front of him slowly close his eyes, and his hands hanging in the air dropped heavily.

In a trance, something suddenly went out and stopped abruptly.

And just when Leng Shanlan was in a trance, the evil sword pierced through his heart from behind, and the red blade shot out of his chest.

"I'm thinking of the love of the same family for many years, and leave your whole body."

With a wave of Lu Qingyuan's hand, the Misfortune Sword disappeared into the black mist.Leaving corpses all over the ground, he went straight into the near-sacred mountain with the three-headed Qiying.

Jin Feng raised his head and screamed, and swooped down into Leng Shanlan's body, the wound on his heart healed quickly, the phoenix seal on his forehead became brighter and brighter, and the evil and harshness between his eyebrows and eyes became more intense.

It seems that something is gradually freezing and sinking.

After returning from near Shenshan, Leng Shanlan, as usual, reviewed the secret documents and dealt with the affairs of various sects in the dark realm.

She is still the revered Leng Huang, and she is still the hope of the dark realm.

Until this day, a junior who often followed Zhong Yan couldn't take it anymore, rushed into the hall regardless of etiquette, stood at the desk, looked up at Leng Shanlan, and asked, "I respect you for saving the people." Water and fire, I will not change my mind. But regardless of righteousness, there is one thing that I really can't ignore. Today, I am not your subordinate, I just come to ask a question for senior brother as a junior."

"What do you think of my senior brother?"

Leng Shanlan put down the secret document in his hand, and slowly raised his head to look at the angry junior in front of him, his expression remained calm and unchanged, like a pool of stagnant water without disturbing waves.

"Is it important?" she asked.

The anger in the younger brother's eyes was even worse, and he said angrily: "He is dead, he can't come back."

Leng Shanlan still looked at him calmly, like a cold stone statue, and said in a low voice, "It's a pity."

"pity?"

The junior brother was astonished at this answer, his senior brother's affection, his senior brother's sacrifice to protect him, is it just a pity?

"You only have pity for him? Don't you feel anything about how he treats you? You, you..."

The younger brother was trembling with anger, searching for words to accuse Leng Shanlan of being unkind.But when he met the ice-cold gaze of the person in front of him, suddenly, all the anger, astonishment, and unwillingness were all swept away.

Brother is not worth it.he thought.

Then what qualifications does he have to question this ruthless person.

She is Leng Huang, the hope of the world, that's all.

"I offended you, please forgive Leng Huang, and this subordinate will go to the forbidden room to receive the punishment."

The younger brother bowed his hands to Leng Shanlan, then retreated.

In the empty hall, the blue smoke was bitter.

Leng Shanlan looked at the smoke slowly rising into the sky, his eyes were misty and deep, and he always felt a dull pain in his heart. Could it be that the injury has not healed yet?

She looked at the gradually dissipating smoke, and her eyes gradually became blank.

Near the sacred mountain, the wind returns to the deep valley, and the cold wind keeps echoing in the ears.

Lu Qingyuan and the three Qiying walked vigilantly on the dead and quiet path, one in front of the other.

The crows in the sky screamed, and the blood bats flew in the air, as if driving away the bored crows for the master.

Dark clouds pressed down on the mountains, and an oppressive and heavy atmosphere enveloped the pair of monarchs and ministers.

There was only a shrill cry, and the sound hit the heart, like a snake biting the heart with its bloody mouth open.The three-headed Qiying clutched his chest, sweating profusely on his forehead.

The more I walked in, the strength in my whole body seemed to be drained.The three Qiying suddenly became dizzy, and their ears were noisy, like the cold wind whistling, and it seemed that someone was calling.

The voice called to him:

"Heavy spirit..."

"Chongling, we meet again."

Who?

Sanshou Qiying pressed his head and kept shaking his head, every nerve was tingling, and his head seemed to explode.

The voice was still rising and falling in my ears.

"Chong Ling, do you remember me?"

who is it?

Sanshou Qiying's breathing gradually became rapid, his legs became weak, and he staggered backwards.Just as he was about to fall to the ground, someone grabbed his wrist.

Lu Qingyuan looked at his pale face and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"fine."

With the support of Lu Qingyuan, the three-headed Qiying stood firm.

"This subordinate should be damned, he missed an important matter of His Majesty's."

"It's okay."

Lu Qingyuan withdrew his hand, looked up at the surrounding black clouds and towering mountains, and stood with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, the black mist suddenly thickened in the valley.The light was dim, the atmosphere was faint, and there was a rustling sound.Lu Qingyuan turned around vigilantly, only to see a red snake as high as a mountain opened its bloody mouth towards him, and was about to bend down and bite it down.The three-headed Qiying pushed Lu Qingyuan away and stood in front of him.

The red snake seemed to be afraid of the three Qiyings, and suddenly retracted its head. The snake letter swept across the cheeks of the three Qiyings like a sharp arrow, and immediately melted a wound, and blood dripped down.

Lu Qingyuan looked up at the red snake, and the death mark on his neck suddenly spread all over his body like a snake, twisting him so hard that he couldn't breathe, and he was about to die here immediately.

"Your honor!"

Sensing Lu Qingyuan's abnormality, Sanshou Qiying turned his back to him and stood in front of him, while vigilantly confronting Red Snake, while glancing at Lu Qingyuan.

The voice came to mind again, and he said slowly: "Chong Ling, tell him that if he wants to get the Teigu, he must find the Dark Spirit Emperor Bead and put it in the Sky Pillar. Otherwise, he will never even think about it."

Sanshou Qiying hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to believe it or not, but still told the truth.

The red snake seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly disappeared into the forest.

The death mark returned to normal. Lu Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up holding his sword, and said weakly, "The Dark Spirit Emperor Pearl? Where is it?"

The three poems of Qiying paused, and replied: "The Ze of Dongting, the forbidden cave of solid stone, and the forbidden cave of desolate gods."

Lu Qingyuan looked up at the three Qiying, frowning.

Isn't this exactly where the Three-Body Problem was trapped?

Before he had time to think about it, Lu Qingyuan and the three Qiying went quickly to retrieve the Dark Spirit Emperor Bead, and threw them into the three pillars supporting the gods near the sacred mountain.

With the last Teigu left, the death mark on Lu Qingyuan's neck spread silently, like a red snake hiding in the bushes.

Near the sacred mountain, thunder and lightning flashed, and dark clouds hovered in the sky, forming a huge vortex, which seemed to suck the entire mountain into it.

The three pillars supporting the gods stand firm.

The Pillar of Heaven, which existed since the split of heaven and earth, is quietly changing.

It was as if something broke out of the ground, and the cloud was treacherous, and it appeared beautifully.