Proud of the rivers and lakes

Duanxiu Valley is surrounded by mountains and ten miles of peach forests.

At this time, Fu Jinghong was walking towards Fentao Hill along a small path.

Duanxiu Valley is divided into Taoqiu.

Fu Jinghong didn't use light work, he was not in a hurry.

He is not a quick-tempered person, let alone the person he is going to save now... To some extent, he can also be regarded as his enemy.

He didn't know whether it was Leng Qixuan's instruction for Bai Lianhua to draw his sword to him in the previous life, but Bai Lianhua drew his sword to him... for Leng Qixuan.

He didn't hate it, he was just a little helpless.

In his previous life, he pestered Bai Lianhua I, but what he got in exchange was Bai Lianhua's cold eyes and sneer.Leng Qixuan has always been cold towards others, and the same is true towards Bai Lianhua, but Bai Lianhua is so infatuated with Leng Xixuan that he even does not hesitate to deal with him as a senior brother for Leng Xixuan.

The friendship between teachers and brothers of more than ten years can't be compared to a Leng Qixuan who appeared in the middle.

Fu Jinghong thought about these future and past events, and only felt that he was stupid enough in the past.It is obvious at a glance that the person Bai Lianhua loves with all his heart is his cold second senior brother, but Fu Jinghong wishful thinking that he and his junior brother are wishful thinking.

It's pathetic and ridiculous.

Fu Jinghong shook his head with a smile, but Bai Lianhua next to him asked in surprise, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Jinghong came back to his senses for a while, and looked at Bai Lianhua who was on the side.

His little junior was looking at him worriedly, his delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were clear.

The flowery young man in front of him once stabbed him in the heart with a sword.

"...It's okay." Why did he think of these evil things in his previous life again?

Fu Jinghong shook his head.

"Senior brother..." Bai Lianhua bit his lower lip, looked at Fu Jinghong and said, "Senior brother...are we really going? Even if that person is sick, he is just a stranger...Master didn't mean to Take him in, if we go without authorization, if the master blames us..."

Fu Jinghong raised his eyebrows and smiled: "So what? Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda... If you are worried about the master's blame, you can go back first." Second senior brother.

Bai Lianhua bit his lower lip again, and said after a while: "I want to go with senior brother..."

Fu Jinghong nodded, reached out and touched Bai Lianhua's head, and said, "Good boy."

Bai Lianhua looked at him with an aggrieved face, as if he was very unhappy.

Fu Jinghong squinted his eyes, turned around and walked in front, but he was saying in his heart that I am binding you a husband, why do you look like a little daughter-in-law who has been robbed of your husband... If you are not willing to save people, I will I'm not happy to be a matchmaker for you.

Seeing Fu Jinghong turn around and leave, Bai Lianhua hurriedly followed.

Fu Jinghong saw Bai Lianhua's aggrieved face from the corner of his eye, and he felt uncomfortable.

Knowing whether to laugh or to sigh, Bai Lianhua at this moment would probably not know that he would fall in love with the person he is so disdainful to save in the future.

Not long after, the two of them arrived at the entrance of Duanxiu Valley, and there was a stone tablet at the entrance of the valley, writing to Duanxiu Valley.

Opposite the stele is a small hill.

In front of the hill, there was a boy about fifteen or sixteen kneeling.

Fu Jinghong raised his eyebrows and smiled, that boy was Leng Qixuan.

At this time, Leng Qixuan was only fifteen or sixteen years old, far from the always cold-faced second junior in Fu Jinghong's memory.

Although the face of the young man in front of him was extremely handsome, there was always a coldness between his brows and eyes.His eyes were like splashed ink, his face was as cold as jade, and his lips were tightly pursed into a line.The cloth that had already been soaked by rain and dew was stuck to his thin body. Although his lips were already purple with cold, he tried his best not to let himself tremble.

The ups and downs in his eyes are full of firmness.

Even though he was kneeling on the ground, his expression gave people an illusion.It seems that he is not kneeling, but standing, standing on the highest point and watching all living beings.

This is only a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, but the aura around him cannot be underestimated.

Looking at such a cold Qixuan, Fu Jinghong seemed to understand why Bai Lianhua fell in love with him.

This son... is definitely not a thing in the pool.

Fu Jinghong squinted his eyes. In his previous life, he never paid much attention to this second junior brother who was always indifferent.

After all, in his previous life, he was devoted to only one person, and he never paid much attention to others.Regarding Leng Qixuan, he knew almost nothing about him except that he was indifferent and didn't like to talk to people.

In his previous life, he only heard a little about the second junior brother entering the valley, and he didn't care about it at the time.It wasn't until later in the disciple ranking competition, when the young man in black clothes defeated his junior brother, that he began to pay attention to Leng Qixuan.

Leng Qixuan had already sensed that someone was coming, but he didn't look up.

His headband was probably broken, and his black hair fell down one shoulder, already soaked by rain, dripping wet.

A drop of water fell from the corner of his forehead and fell between his eyebrows, but he didn't notice it at all, and he didn't move. He let the water drop across his eyebrows, across his cheeks, fell into his clothes, and disappeared. .

"...Get up." Fu Jinghong said calmly.

The boy didn't even move, as if he hadn't heard it.

"Get up," Fu Jinghong looked at the young man, repeated it, and said again, "Don't say it's three days, even if you kneel here for three years, the master still won't accept you."

The boy finally moved his eyelids, but he still didn't move.

Looking at the stubborn figure of the young man, Fu Jinghong felt his heart soften for a moment.

This boy... is only fifteen or sixteen years old, the expression on his face

It doesn't match his age at all.Those eyes are more like the eyes of a person who has experienced the ups and downs of the world, as if they are mocking all living beings coldly.What exactly is behind this young man?What has he been through...

After all, Fu Jinghong just sighed.

"Duanxiu Valley has always believed that the strong are respected. Only by proving your own strength can you have a chance to be accepted by the master." Fu Jinghong looked at the young man and said.

He and Bai Lianhua were also selected out of hundreds of people.

Among those hundreds of people, only he and Bai Lianhua survived.

The boy finally raised his eyes and looked at Fu Jinghong.

Fu Jinghong smiled faintly at him, and said: "Only by proving your strength can you be accepted by the master... In this world, the strong always wins."

The young man stared at Fu Jinghong with turmoil in his eyes.

Fu Jinghong smiled at him, and tore off a piece of cloth from his sleeve.

The young man looked at him suspiciously, Fu Jinghong just smiled and stretched the strip of cloth behind the young man's head, then stretched out his hand to gather up the young man's three thousand hairs, and tied the hair with the moon-white cloth strip.

The young man just watched Fu Jinghong's movements indifferently, until Fu Jinghong lowered his hands.

"This way, it's much more pleasing to the eye..." Fu Jinghong laughed.

The young man pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

"Get up." Fu Jinghong smiled and said, "If you want to stand up, you must not kneel down. If you want the world to submit to you, you must not submit to anyone."

Fu Jinghong's figure was clearly reflected in the boy's eyes, he bit his lower lip, as if he had made up his mind.

"Now you go directly into the valley, if anyone dares to stop you, you... let them back down."

The young man narrowed his eyes.

"So, do you understand?"

The young man finally raised his eyes, and at this time the young man's eyes were full of clarity.

Fu Jinghong raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, and said, "From now on, I will be your elder brother... Fu Jinghong."

Although not after two months.

Two months later, at the disciple ranking station, he will go far away and leave the Broken Sleeve Valley, and at that time, it will be natural for the sky to let the bird fly at ease.But at this time, he still wanted to show his last bit of brotherhood and be nice to him as the second brother... It can be said that he made up for his indifference to Leng Qixuan in his previous life.

Leng Qixuan looked at Fu Jinghong for a long time, and finally nodded inaudibly.

His lips, which he had not touched for many days, were almost dry, and his voice was low and hoarse, he said——

"...Thank you. My name is... Leng Qixuan."

Fu Jinghong looked at the chapped lips of the young man, feeling a little sympathetic in his heart.

But he has done his best, and the next thing is to obey the destiny.

No matter what happens to this boy... everything is destiny.Whether he will be with Bai Lianhua in the end, or become the head of Duanxiu Valley, it has nothing to do with him, Fu Jinghong.

He, Fu Jinghong, is only a wanderer in this life.

Leng Qixuan's lips moved twice, as if he hesitated for a while, but finally he gritted his teeth and called out: "...Senior brother."

Fu Jinghong was stunned, he seemed to have never heard Leng Qixuan call his senior brother in his previous life, and this time... he felt a little flattered.

Seeing Fu Jinghong's surprised expression, Leng Qixuan's face turned pale, and he called again: "Senior brother."

This time it was more sincere.

After Fu Jinghong was stunned, he responded with a faint smile. "Um."

He had heard countless people calling him "Senior Brother", but this indifferent young man called him "Senior Brother", which was more unusual than others.

Different from Bai Lianhua who usually called him softly, Leng Qixuan seemed to be very forceful when he called him "brother". Although the emotion was weak, it penetrated deeply.

...It seems that the understatement in the ink and wash painting can make people remember it deeply.

So many years later, Fu Jinghong still remembers that day, that boy, and that sentence of senior brother.