The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

Lin Zizheng sat quietly beside Qin Mo, staring at him steadfastly, a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, who the hell dared to hurt the senior brother.His fingertips moved slightly, tremblingly reaching towards Qin Mo's blood-stained collar.

A white shadow suddenly jumped out of Qin Mo's arms and appeared in front of him. Lin Zizheng narrowed his eyes slightly, only then saw the little fox who had been following the elder brother standing beside the elder brother with its teeth and claws stretched out. in front of him, blocking his hand that was about to get close to the elder brother.

"Hmph!" Lin Zizheng snorted coldly, raised his sleeves slightly, and a black light went in the direction of the little fox.

The little fox moved slightly, and with a flash of white light, it escaped Lin Zizheng's attack.A look of surprise flashed across Lin Zizheng's eyes, he didn't expect this little fox to escape his attack.

However, the corners of his mouth drew a sarcastic arc, and with a slight movement of his hands, strands of fine black filaments appeared, entwining it tightly in spite of the little fox's struggle.

Immediately, feeling disgusted, he picked up the little fox, Lin Zizheng frowned slightly, and threw it into a far corner.

The little fox stood up from the ground in some embarrassment, his body was tightly bound by an unknown black thread, and he looked angrily at Lin Zizheng in the distance. If it hadn't been for its ability to recover, how could it be bullied by such a kid? .

After getting rid of the little fox who got in the way, Lin Zizheng's eyes focused on Qin Mo again.He untied Qin Mo's skirt with both hands without hesitation.

After seeing the situation inside clearly, Lin Zizheng couldn't help clenching his hands tightly, and the sternness in his eyes flashed past.

There was a horrible and hideous blood hole on the shoulder that should have been white and flawless. It was the place where Qin Mo was injured by Deacon Meng's spear before, and bright red blood kept flowing out from the wound.

Lin Zizheng's pupils were dark, and he said in a low tone: "Brother..." As he said this, his fingers slowly touched the bright red blood.Then, as if scalded by the blood, he quickly withdrew his hand.

Lin Zizheng looked at the vermilion on his fingertips, and his eyes flickered slightly. This was the blood of the elder brother. Thinking of this, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue, and gently licked the blood on his fingertips.

The fingertips were clean again, as if they had never been stained with anything.Lin Zizheng's gaze focused on Qin Mo again.There was a flash of blood in his eyes, Lin Zizheng slowly lowered his head, and slowly licked all the blood on Qin Mo's body with the tip of his tongue.

After a long time, Lin Zizheng raised his head again. The red blood on his lips made him look very ghostly. He didn't care at all, and just licked them up casually, with a strange voice in his voice: "Brother's blood It's hot!" After speaking, his eyes fell on Qin Mo again.

There was no trace of blood on Qin Mo's body, but the wound was still grim.Lin Zizheng took out a green jade bottle from the Qiankun bag, and poured out a golden elixir from it.

There are only five golden elixirs, which he found last time in a mysterious cave in Xiaodongtian. As long as the monk is still alive, no matter how much he is injured, he can be rescued.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, the golden elixir turned into powder in his hand, and then he sprinkled it on the senior brother's wound finely.As soon as he touched the powder, the wound on Qin Mo's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zizheng took out a golden pill from the jade bottle again, glanced up and down at Qin Mo, and finally landed on Qin Mo's pale thin lips.This golden elixir, it’s better to eat it...

Thinking of this, Lin Zizheng couldn't help but licked his lips, a look of anticipation rose in his heart, he took the golden pill in his mouth, and slowly lowered his head in the direction of Qin Mo's lips.

The warm breath came from Qin Mo's lips, Lin Zizheng couldn't help but squinted his eyes slightly, even in a coma, the elder brother was still so warm.Slowly pushing the golden pill in his mouth into Qin Mo's mouth, the beautiful feeling on the tip of his tongue made him reluctant to leave for a long time.

The little fox at the side had red eyes, this bastard dared to insult Qin Mo like this, damn it!It suddenly struggled on the spot, but the black thread was too tightly wrapped around it, so it still couldn't move.

Lin Zizheng raised his head, his eyes swept over Qin Mo's slightly red lips, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised, and his fingertips gently touched his lips, stroking them back and forth.

His eyes swept across the wounds on Qin Mo's body, and the tenderness in Lin Zizheng's eyes disappeared immediately. His eyes sharpened, filled with bloody taste, and his tone was low: "Brother, who hurt you?"

Having said that, he lowered his head again, and pressed his forehead and Qin Mo's forehead tightly together.The eyes were closed tightly, and the long eyelashes left a faint shadow on the eyes.

In an accidental opportunity, he learned a secret method that can read other people's memories without harming them, but this can only be read when the other party does not resist, and it can only be read for two days memory.But it was enough for him to know who the murderer who hurt the elder brother was.

"It turned out to be them!" After reading Qin Mo's memory, Lin Zizheng had a smile on his face, and there was some unspeakable bloody horror.

"Please, I don't want to see them again!" Lin Zizheng said in a cold tone, as if talking to himself.

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow appeared beside him, and an old voice came out of it strangely, and replied: "Okay!"

"Wait!" Seeing that the shadow was about to leave, Lin Zizheng yelled at it, and the image of Jin Linger kissing Qin Mo flashed before his eyes, his eyes were fixed, and his nails sank deeply into the palm of his hand. In the middle, he whispered a few words to the shadow.

Seeing the shadow disappear into the air, Lin Zizheng looked at Qin Mo again, a complex expression flashed in his eyes, and he murmured, "Brother, I hope you don't blame me! After all, I..." Finally That sentence slowly disappeared into the air, and no one could hear it except him.

...

The sound of water kept ringing in his ears, Qin Mo moved his fingers slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a young man standing quietly at the entrance of the cave. The sunlight shining on his body made him look extremely warm.Seeing him wake up, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he shouted, "Elder brother!" After speaking, he ran towards him.

Qin Mo propped up his sore body, and only then did he see clearly that the person in front of him was Lin Zizheng.

"Brother, be careful, your injury is not fully healed yet." Lin Zizheng helped Qin Mo stand up slowly, and said in a gentle tone.

Qin Mo looked around, and then remembered that he fled to this cave in a hurry, and thought that the last voice he heard was not an illusion, but the voice of Lin Zizheng in front of him.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo involuntarily circulated his spiritual power, and was a little surprised to find that the injuries on his body had already healed.Immediately looking at Lin Zizheng at the side, he couldn't help but understand that he must have used excellent wound medicine on himself after he was injured.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo's heart couldn't help warming up, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he said to Lin Zizheng who was beside him in a low voice, "Thank you!"

Lin Zizheng's eyes flickered as he looked at the slightly red ears of senior brother, and his gaze swept across Qin Mo's thin lips. He couldn't help but think of the beautiful touch before, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Senior brother, if you're fine, don't worry. good!"

Seeing that Lin Zizheng didn't ask about his injury, Qin Mo couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. This was his own grievance, and he had to settle it by himself.Regardless of Lin Zizheng's status, in his eyes, he has always been the child who hasn't grown up and needs his care.

The author has something to say: Someone asked a question about CP, Xiao Gong was Lin Zizheng, and Qin Mo was the one to accept it! 1V1 Oh!