Raising a junior brother to counterattack

"it is good."

In a daze, a hoarse response suddenly sounded in his ears.

There was no crying, no anger, no questioning, the little boy just said hello in a low voice.

It was a deception before, but now it is a naked conspiracy... But he has no choice, no way to refuse, to refuse this person's last and only request to him.

It's not that he doesn't understand if he doesn't say it.

Not to mention why the other party insisted on holding on for eight days, nor why the other party brought him here, not to mention what the real purpose of the other party's revenge was... But alone, he was reluctant to say one thing' No' word.

Shen Huai hooked the corners of his mouth, the young boy has grown up, but such forbearance makes him a little distressed.

After all... he is not around, he always has to grow up, the left is just a temporary pain.

Now set a goal, no matter how talented the young boy is, it will take a hundred years to declare war on Hou Tu.

Time can always dilute all strong emotions, and the supreme avenue will break the seven emotions and six desires. At that time, no matter how much emotion is in the realm of transforming gods, it will become worthless.

He understands the indifference and indifference brought about by his profound cultivation. If he met a young boy in his heyday and during the fusion period, he probably wouldn't like it.

At this time, he moved the corner of his mouth again.

He couldn't hear clearly, the young boy hastily put his ear to it.

"I don't know why Hou Tu wants to kill you, maybe it has something to do with Dave Hua, or maybe it doesn't."

"Yeah." The little boy nodded.

"In short, no one disturbs you here and the concentration of aura is extremely high. You can practice here until you can protect yourself before leaving..."

"Okay..." I will never leave you.

"It is necessary to accumulate a little more practical experience in the field. It is not enough to have a high level. There are two teleportation formations here, one leading to the demon realm and the other leading to the human race. You can use it yourself."

Shenhuai tried his best to make the final confession. He obviously thought a lot on the way, but why didn't he seem to be able to remember anything.

"Okay..." The young boy rubbed his face sideways, and closed his eyes.

Speaking of this, Shen Huai sighed sadly, "You should know about the fact that you are a demon, you should take my token to find Li Xu or Xuan Xing, they may have a solution."

"Okay..." When he opened his eyes again, they were already blurry.

"Also...just ask me the reason why the Hou Tu clan attacked me during the scuffle. His life is unnecessary, otherwise...the monster clan will be in chaos..." Shen Huai lowered his eyes and said softly.

Another long silence.

It took a long time for the little boy's almost murmured response to come, "...OK" The clenched fist at the side was almost bleeding.

Leaning on the sycamore branch that grew up from bottom to top, he hugged Shen Huai tightly, as if he could keep the life that the other party lost too quickly.

As the sun set in the west, the clouds were dyed red in a different way, and when it hit Shenhuai's pale porcelain face, it was heartbreakingly warm.

The young boy suddenly spoke, his voice was like the original silly white sweet, with some confusion and longing, "Shenhuai, the sunset here is so beautiful, can't you feast your eyes every day?"

"Well, yes, it's very beautiful." Shen Huai slightly opened his eyes wide, without telling the other party that he can't see anything now, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said jokingly: "Now you can also feast your eyes every day. "

It's just that he didn't know how soft his voice is now, his heart trembled, throbbed, and convulsed with his weak voice... Shen Chen only felt that he wanted to dig out the things in his chest, but he didn't know Where to put it.

He relieved the dull pain in his heart, "Oh, okay." Then he changed his tone and said with a smile: "Shen Huai, have you liked me for a long time, every time there is danger, you always appear at the first time, I I've wanted to ask for a long time, did you follow me all the time back then, and finally couldn't help but put me on Yunfeng."

"..." These words were a bit narcissistic, but Shen Huai laughed as if he suddenly thought of something, "Well... I not only followed you, but also peeked at you taking a shower..."

"Oh... You really liked me a long time ago, how about it, isn't my body particularly beautiful?"

Shen Chen's voice was a little smug, but the expression on his face was smiling like he was crying.

"Mmm..." Shen Huai pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "Mmm, it's very beautiful, it's a very beautiful little bean sprout, with a white and tender butt... black and bright eyes... and a more beautiful bean sprout. Delicate little bean sprouts..."

His smile was a little warm, but also a little misty, as if he saw the brook under the blue sky and green trees from afar.

After speaking, he turned his head slightly, and his forehead was pressed against the other's.

A burning sensation came over suddenly, the young boy was taken aback for a moment, then his arms suddenly lightened, and the opponent's right hand was already hanging down feebly.

The other party's imprint was branded on his forehead, and the other party's last voice was still in his mind:

This is the last imprint of my soul...

I can use it to open all my blessed lands and use all my magic weapons...

Come on, kid, Liuyang Continent is very big, very beautiful...

Finally, come here often in the future to have a look...

Shen Chen took the opponent's right hand, interlocked his fingers little by little, and rubbed the side of his face against the remaining warmth of the opponent's face. Finally, against the will of the master, hot and salty tears rushed out from the closed eyelids and fell silently.

No matter how beautiful the mainland is, it has nothing to do with me...

I haven't given you my Shangyang flower yet...

Why are you so sure that I will forget you...

How much I want to say 'no', how much I hate your domineering and thinking that everything is arranged, how much I want to resolutely leave you one step earlier, so that you will never feel at ease, but in the end... I can't bear to make you feel at ease...

Sure enough, you're still the one playing chess...

If we meet again, I will definitely... definitely... I won't rely on you like this until I'm tricked and tricked by you in the end...

I'd rather lock you up, I'd rather not listen to your words, I'd rather make you hate me than just watch and be powerless...

Shen Chen gently embraced the person in his arms, and pressed a deep kiss on the other's eyebrows.

He kissed surprisingly slowly, wanting to stop the passing time.

Suddenly, there was a fishy sweetness in his throat, and he stretched out his hand to cover it, but finally a drop of bright red splashed on the man's wrist.

The blood flowed strangely and went into the man's mouth.

Shen Chen was stunned, and recalled in a daze the description of the devil species in the ancient book, can blood really bring the dead back to life?

He cut his wrist with the long sword, and a large amount of blood gushed out, clinging to the opponent's heart, seeming to arouse the opponent's pulse little by little.

It's just... It seems that it's just a seem after all, the other party's body is getting warmer and warmer, but he never moves a bit, and he doesn't wake up and feel sorry to teach him his stupidity.

The dazzling bright red rolls down from the embracing red clothes, winding and flowing all over the ground. It turns out...there is so much blood in one person...

The other party couldn't absorb it anymore. It turned out that the corpse instinctively sucked blood.

Bringing the dead back to life is really just a ridiculous legend.

However, I am not reconciled, I don’t believe it, I don’t want to believe it...

Shen Chen still stubbornly poured a large amount of blood almost crazily.

His long hair has turned white inch by inch from the root of his hair, the devil's vitality is stored in the blood, and the death energy is sealed in his heart. When the vitality is lost, the death energy is full. If his cultivation base is not still there, he may be on the verge of decay.

No matter how disregarded, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow, but after all, he didn't wake up the other party for a bit.

Suddenly, a red light flashed across his forehead, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he collapsed powerlessly.

Even at times like this, you have to stop me...