The scumbag brother is finally accepted

After sending the child home safely, Shen Mengzhuang was dragged to Xiaozhulin by Meng Qingyang and said that he would have a competition with him, so that he could take a breather!

"Xiao Mengmeng hasn't seen you for a few months, let my brother see if you are lazy." Meng Qingyang put his arms around Shen Mengzhuang's neck and looked at him with a playful smile.

Shen Mengzhuang wanted to take his arm off, but he was not as strong as him, and the two of them struggled and tugged.

"You let me go."

What kind of person is Meng Qingyang, let him let go but hold him tighter, Shen Mengzhuang feels out of breath, his face is flushed, his hair is messy, and a few strands of hair are scattered to his forehead.

Meng Qingyang stretched out his hand to stroke his loose hair, and said with a smile, "I don't comb your hair well, so people can see what it looks like. If you don't know, you might think that I didn't train you properly."

Shen Mengzhuang slapped his hand touching his hair, rolled his eyes at him, and said, "I think you owe it to me to teach you."

Meng Qingyang laughed loudly, put his shoulders on his shoulders and couldn't stand upright, and made a gesture of undressing, saying: "Why do you want to fuck me?"

"I..." Shen Mengzhuang couldn't say no to him, so he was so angry that he punched and kicked him. I feel uncomfortable after a beating!"

"Let's go, let's go, let's stay in the small bamboo forest for a while." Meng Qingyang pulled Shen Mengzhuang to the small bamboo forest in the backyard. The two were one in front of the other, one in black and the other in white.

Lu Qingyuan, who was hiding in the corner, looked at the two people who were drifting away, feeling very uncomfortable.Meng Qingyang was a head taller than Shen Mengzhuang, with a burly figure and a tall and straight figure.On weekdays, the elder brother who is in Yushu Linfeng is by his side, but he looks very petite and thin.

The two walked side by side, one was like a peach blossom, the other was as green as a summer tree, they looked so... well matched...

Lu Qingyuan looked at Meng Qingyang's back, then looked down at himself.Compared with him, I look very childish, slender and skinny, would senior brother like this?Or does the senior brother like him more?

In the small bamboo grove, Shen Mengzhuang and Meng Qingyang fought each other. In an instant, the swords rained profusely, and the green bamboos fell one after another.

Shen Mengzhuang was defeated by Meng Qingyang and retreated again and again, suddenly he tripped over a stone, his center of gravity was unsteady and he staggered back, he was about to fall down, and the sharp sword that was stabbing straight at him was about to be inserted into his head in the next moment.

Meng Qingyang quickly retracted the sharp sword, turned sideways and flew behind Shen Mengzhuang, hugging him firmly to prevent him from falling.

"Little Mengmeng, your martial arts have regressed, you can't lift your shoulders with your hands, why are you acting like a bitch?"

After standing still, Shen Mengzhuang pushed him away and shouted at him: "You are just like a bitch, the one who set up a paper puppet to sneak attack just now, if you didn't trick me, you would have become the soul of my sword long ago."

Meng Qingyang was in a particularly happy mood when he saw how he was so preoccupied with his stubbornness and refused to give in. He licked his face and leaned over to play tricks on him.

However, Lu Qingyuan, who was hiding not far away, saw all this clearly, followed them all the way to the small bamboo forest, saw Meng Qingyang clinging to the senior brother, and even took the opportunity to eat his tofu, feeling annoyed and angry.

Obviously before that person appeared, the senior brother only got along with him, it was because of that person, the senior senior brother didn't even look at him today, and he couldn't let the senior senior brother be abducted by that person.

Lu Qingyuan looked down at his feet, picked up a stone, weighed it in his hand, and aimed at Meng Qingyang at any time.However, at the same time, across from him, there was also a man aiming at Meng Qingyang with a stone in his hand.

Almost at the same time, two surprise attackers threw rocks at Meng Qingyang.

"Oh, who is it!" Meng Qingyang was suddenly attacked, and the stone hit him on the back and head. The pain was so painful that his eyes were staring, and he covered his forehead and shouted forward, "Which bastard is it!"

The two people who were hiding behind the bamboo appeared at the same time, with pitiful and aggrieved looks, they pursed their lips and called out in unison: "Senior brother..."

Shen Mengzhuang and Meng Qingyang also looked at the two of them at the same time when they heard the sound, their expressions of astonishment were almost the same, with black lines on their faces, and they replied in unison: "This..." What a fate!

The two ran to their senior brothers respectively. Lu Qingyuan stood in front of Shen Mengzhuang, looked up at him, pulled his sleeves and shook them, and whispered, "Senior brother, I made porridge for you, can you have a bite?" ..."

Shen Mengzhuang was so angry with Meng Qingyang just now, now seeing Lu Qingyuan's obedient appearance, his mood improved a lot, he put his hand on his head, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's still my Xiaojiu who loves me."

My...Xiao Jiu...Lu Qingyuan's heart repeated these four words, my...brother said it was his...

I am his...

Lu Qingyuan blushed suddenly, pulled Shen Mengzhuang by the sleeve, led him away, lowered his head and muttered: "Brother, come with me..."

However, the painting style on this side is no more harmonious than that of Shen and Lu. Chu Nianzhi grabbed Meng Qingyang's ear, put his hands on his hips and shouted: "Senior brother! You are not serious again, don't be ashamed of yourself!"

Meng Qingyang bent over, covered his ears and repeatedly shouted pain, threatening: "It hurts, hurts, let go, your ears will be pulled off by you!"

Chu Nianzhi immediately let go, dragged him away, walked all the way and said: "Can you not embarrass Nan Lefeng, you see how serious people in An Xufeng are!"

Meng Qingyang followed behind her, turned her head to look at Shen Mengzhuang and Lu Qingyuan talking and laughing, just now they were blowing their beards and staring at him, but now they have returned to their gentle and jade-like state.

Sure enough, only he knew his unknown side, he was neither gentle nor refined, and when he got angry, he became furious, but it made people want to bully him more and more.

In a trance, it seems that they have returned to the time when they first met, they were still young children.

He was dressed in a white Taoist robe, holding An Shijian to himself, looking menacing.

"What's your name?"

"Shen Mengzhuang."

Shen Mengzhuang, the eldest disciple of Venerable Xuanqiu of An Xufeng.

I had heard about him before, that he was a gentle and elegant gentleman like jade, but seeing him today, it seemed that the rumors could not be fully believed.

"I like your sword spike, it's mine!"

The red concentric knot was hung on his sword ever since.From that day until now, it has never been discarded.

The four of them turned in opposite directions and disappeared.

In the small bamboo grove, there is silence, and occasionally the wind blows the bamboo branches, rustling.

Ye Zhenzhen came out from behind the bamboo, watching Lu Qingyuan's back gradually disappearing.She had never seen Lu Qingyuan sullen, and in her heart, he had always been well-behaved and sensible.So, is there anyone he cares about?But that person is not her.

Lu Qingyuan's figure disappeared into the eyes, and Ye Zhenzhen left with her head down in frustration. It turned out that it was so uncomfortable to have someone in her heart, especially if that person still had someone else in her heart.

In the small bamboo grove, silence was restored again, the bamboo branches swayed, and the bamboo leaves rustled by my ears.

Zhou Bufan watched Ye Zhenzhen gradually walk away and appeared from the bamboo branch behind her.Looking at her lost back, it was as if she was back in her childhood, that dirty little girl wandering in the street alone.

He was the one who picked her back, and he was by her side from the beginning to the end.

However, she failed to return.

Unable to love, wishful thinking...

The little girl he really loved, but because of an outsider lost his mind, Zhou Bufan became more and more angry, a ball of fire was stuck in his chest and there was nowhere to break out, he raised his fist and hit the bamboo branch in front of him.

"Ouch—" His fist hit the bamboo thorn, and a hole was pierced in an instant, bleeding profusely. Zhou Bufan screamed in pain, picked up the Xiaoyao sword and slashed at it, cursing, "Even you don't have eyes!"

A white light flashed, and the bamboo pole was cut off and fell to the side. Zhou Bufan snorted coldly, spat at his feet, and felt relieved, then put away the Xiaoyao sword and left.

The bamboo pole fell suddenly, and suddenly a purple light struck, and the severed branches split into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Above the bamboo grove, Leng Shanlan leaned on the bamboo branches and swayed in the wind. The cool wind blew, and the loose black hair behind her brushed her cheeks and wrapped around the bamboo leaves.

She didn't care about the grievances and love under her feet. She kept staring at Lu Qingyuan who was gradually disappearing. She seemed innocent and harmless, but it was no different from the lingering face in her mind.

She was seven years old at the time, and her mother was covered in blood and her clothes were scant. She held up the sword that had killed the enemy in blood on the battlefield. She looked at her and put all her life's expectations into her words, hoping that she would grow up immediately and not be affected. Hurt, and hope that she will always be pure and loving.

"Leng Shanlan, you are a descendant of the Sima clan, remember your responsibility!"

The words are still ringing in my ears, through many times, after many years, they are still deafening.Leng Shanlan looked at Lu Qingyuan, who was about to disappear, with complex emotions in his eyes, which were unpredictable.

That was her responsibility and her hatred.

It was getting late, and everyone returned to their bedrooms with their own thoughts.

At the same time, in the Immeasurable White Pagoda, the stone demon caught dozens of children from nowhere and threw them into a grotto.Cut their wrists, draw a formation with blood, and then use internal force to catalyze the formation, but the strong light flashed for a few seconds and then went out.

The Stone Demon was furious, and this was already the 950th failure.Grabbing the crying child at his feet, he said angrily, "It's not you!"

Then he threw the child a few meters away, grabbed another one, and said angrily, "It wasn't you either!"

"Is it you?" The stone demon leaned in front of the last child, and the hideous appearance made the child cry and wet his pants.

The sound of the child crying made him upset, he crouched on the ground, supported his forehead and shook his head, saying, "It doesn't look like you either."