The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

The inner hall of Qingjing Peak.

Shen Zhihan pushed open the hall door that Han Nian had nailed a hole in, and looked at the young man lying on the couch with his clothes closed.

Lu Zhilan has exotic blood, with a deep and straight silhouette, and slightly curly black hair, he looks a bit like the extremely good-looking mixed race in his original world.

The sound of two teenagers practicing swords came from outside the window. Shen Zhihan sat on the side of the couch, first carefully arranged the pajamas for his junior brother after the master left, and then took out a medicine pill from his sleeve to feed him. Down.

Jun Wuxin said that he wanted Shen Zhihan to take care of Lu Zhilan for another two or three days, but he didn't say when he would wake up.

Shen Zhihan rested his chin with one hand and looked at Lu Zhilan's eyes.

His eyelashes are extremely thick and slender, and the skylight slipping into the room from the window casts a shadow on his eyelids, but Shen Zhihan knows that when the eyes with slightly raised corners are opened, they are eyes that seem to be covered with frost and snow .

"Good junior brother, you should wake up earlier..."

Shen Zhihan rubbed his forehead: "It's really troublesome to bring two babies at a time, I need you..."

He sighed softly, then got up and walked out of the inner hall slowly, to check on the two young men practicing swords outside.

The room fell silent, but the person on the couch frowned slightly, then his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

Lu Zhilan looked at the roof in a daze at first, and then supported himself with one hand, and got up from the couch.

Probably because he had been lying down for too long, he felt a little dizzy, and he raised his hand to rub his temples, but a sentence he heard when his consciousness was blurred echoed in his ears.

"I need you……"

He was too familiar with the voice of the person who said this, and he instantly realized that it was his senior brother calling him.

So even though he was still entangled in the grotesque dream, Lu Zhilan still struggled to wake up.

He didn't feel that these words were his hallucinations at all. Even though his body was sore and weak, Lu Zhilan got out of bed with his clothes on, walked slowly to the door, and opened the door of the palace.

The voice that had been echoing in his ears since he woke up became louder, probably coming from the bamboo forest outside, Lu Zhilan listened intently for a while, and then a familiar voice came to his ears, similar to that in the dream What I heard was exactly the same.

"Little Ah Ning, raise your hand a little higher...Xiaoyi, you need to use a little more force when stabbing..."

Lu Zhilan quickened his pace, and the moment he stepped out of the palace gate, his eyes were slightly squinted by the light of the sky.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a figure in black clothes leaning on the pillar, holding a bamboo branch in his hand.

Half of the man's blue hair was tied up by a high crown, and the other half was pouring down like a brocade, and was swayed by the wind around his slender waist, which made Lu Zhilan's heart flutter slightly.

He walked over slowly, and at the same time forced himself to look away from the opponent's slender waist, and saw two teenagers practicing swords in the corridor.

Judging by the profuse sweating, it must have been practiced for several hours.

For some reason, my elder brother never seemed to have the habit of releasing his spiritual consciousness all the time, so Lu Zhilan deliberately increased the sound of his footsteps, and the other party noticed it and turned around immediately.

"Alan, are you awake?"

Shen Zhihan smiled at the corners of his eyes, like peach blossoms in spring: "Master is right, as expected, you will wake up in two or three days."

Lu Zhilan nodded, and then his eyes fell on the flame lines between his eyebrows with some doubts.

Shen Zhihan touched it subconsciously, and then said: "This is the Red Lotus Fire, Master asked me to store it here."

"Well," Lu Zhilan expressed understanding, and then looked at the two teenagers down the corridor, "They?"

Shen Zhihan pulled him to his side, and said in a slow voice: "They were all rescued by Anian from Mo Xiu a few days ago. The boy on the left is called Mo Ning, and now he is my disciple; the boy on the right is called Han Yi, and now he is Anian. disciple..."

Lu Zhilan listened silently, but frowned very quickly when he heard the word "my disciple", without anyone noticing.

After Shen Zhihan finished a series of words, he suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at his junior brother with some worry: "Master said that you have evil spirits attached to your bones, and you need red lotus karma to scrape your bones to drive away evil spirits to get better—do you feel pain? ? I have some pain-relieving pills, do you want some?"

Lu Zhilan shook his head, but frowned again: "Brother, Karma?"

Shen Zhihan was taken aback, and then realized that this junior who rarely spoke more than five words probably meant "Where did the brother's karmic fire come from", so he said with a smile: "I found it from Wanhe Volcano. I'm lucky."

...Just kidding, he doesn't want anyone to know that he was once kidnapped by Xie Changliu again!

Lu Zhilan sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "Brother, you have worked hard."

"How could it be?" Shen Zhihan shook his head and leaned against the pillar again, but he was a little puzzled, "The evil power in your body is so evil that even Master couldn't do anything about it at first, and you have to rely on the external force of the Red Lotus Fire to eradicate it. Alan, what happened to you that day?"

Shen Zhihan still remembered how Lu Zhilan, who had never been defeated in any battle, fell from the clouds in front of him and his master in embarrassment.

With wounds all over his body and evil spirits lingering, it was so tragic that even Jun Wuxin raised his eyebrows, probably quite surprised.

Lu Zhilan fell silent instead, Shen Zhihan saw that he was thinking, probably trying to organize his words, and sure enough, after a while, the former finally spoke again, and said seriously: "The demon of the outside world."

Shen Zhihan was stunned: "What is a demon from the outside world?"

Lu Zhilan nodded, and rarely said eight words: "Special ability, unheard of."

He got a little dizzy: "What ability?"

The frost and snow in Lu Zhilan's eyes became more intense: "Time, space."

Shen Zhihan was startled.

No wonder the younger brother said it was a demon from the outside world. Hearing his description, Shen Zhihan suddenly remembered the character setting of the hero Mu Yichen.

The roommate said that when the male protagonist returned to the realm of comprehension, he was plotted against by the big villain to be divided into six. And the big villain also has a name called Void Demon.

The so-called demon of the void, as the name suggests, is a monster that only exists in the void.

Most of them have no self-consciousness, but they will stare at the world with cracks. As long as there is any gap in the world barrier, they will swarm in, creating turbulence in time and space, and swallowing the entire world.

And the one who attacked Mu Yichen was the extremely rare one with autonomous consciousness among the countless demons of the void.

Shen Zhihan felt a little tricky for a moment.

It is said that the demon of the void is indestructible without the sword of a god, but the only god in the world who has traces of it has become a god himself. Who would know where his sword went? ? ?

Moreover, if this kind of monster that only exists in the void really appears in the cultivation world, there may be more than one.

Could it be that the big boss wants to cooperate with the outside world to destroy the world?

While thinking wildly, Shen Zhihan involuntarily looked at the blue sky above his head, and couldn't help feeling worried.

Who would have thought that behind this clear and clear sky, there would be countless pairs of hungry eyes staring at it?

"Brother."

Lu Zhilan suddenly reached out, grabbed Shen Zhihan's arm, and said in a low voice, "There is me."

As soon as he caught him back to God, Shen Zhihan laughed, but still patted the other party's hand holding her, and said with a smile: "Well, I know that Alan will protect me no matter what."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Zhilan immediately withdrew his hand as if he had been burned, and turned his eyes to the two young men who were still practicing swords in the court.

Shen Zhihan was a little baffled by him, seeing him look away, he also looked over, and then suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Ah Lan, senior brother has a big problem in front of him right now," he nudged Lu Zhilan's arm with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to help me?"

The latter suddenly thought of the phrase "I need you" that he heard in his dream, and nodded immediately: "Okay."

Shen Zhihan laughed, "You don't even ask me what I want you to do?"

Lu Zhilan turned around and looked at him fixedly: "Anything is fine."

Shen Zhihan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, subconsciously raised his hand and pinched his earlobe: "This...isn't a big deal..."

Lu Zhilan immediately gave a "hmm" in understanding: "Han Yi hand it over to me."

"Junior brother is the one who knows me!" Shen Zhihan laughed immediately, "If Anian knows, he will be grateful to junior brother!"

Hearing this, Lu Zhilan's face darkened suddenly, and resistance was written all over his body: "No, don't."