Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

Luo Yueming scolded her mother in her heart, and thought to herself, are the general shou in Haitang's novels so powerful this year?

Her back hurt so badly that her legs were bent into twists.I was about to curse my mother.

Unexpectedly, Xie Shuanghua spoke first. Under the moonlight, his face was so beautiful that he couldn't be real, his eyes were red with blood, and even his voice was low and hoarse: "Yueming, I heard that you have been secretly in love with me all this time?"

Luo Yueming: "!!!"

How did Xie Shuanghua know?

It was not mentioned in the original text!

In the original text, until his death, Xie Shuanghua didn't know that he was once admired by his junior brother.

He didn't know it until the moment of his death.On the contrary, he thought that his junior brother hated him deeply, so he tortured him again and again.

Luo Yueming was impoverished when he was alive, had never been in a relationship, and didn't even have the qualifications to be a spare child.Neither men nor women were touched.

However, this does not affect him from saving the elder brother who is about to become the furnace!

Stabilize him first, slowly attack him, let him feel the truth, goodness and beauty in the world.Absolutely don't let him have any shred of love for his master, junior, or even the passers-by in the future!

Dang even struggled and said: "Elder brother, you can cultivate your feelings slowly. I'm still young tonight...I can't do it tonight!"

Tomorrow night is fine, and the night after that is fine too!Every night is fine, just run away first!

There was some confusion in Xie Shuanghua's eyes, and he muttered to himself: "So it's true, Yueming, you have grown up. When I took you back to the mountain, you only reached my waist." lighter.

Forgot to mention this.When my junior brother was young, he was a beggar for a while.Snatched food with wild dogs and fought with local children.

He was pressed to kneel on the ground and slapped, and stepped into the swill bucket to lick mud and excrement.

Live like a maggot in a cesspit.

No, no, not as good as a maggot.

At least the maggots stayed in the cesspit to eat and drink, and they were white and fat.He was nothing, he didn't eat or drink, he was black as a silky chicken.

At that time, I was about six or seven years old, penniless, and suffering from hunger and cold.

So he went to steal steamed buns, he didn't dare to be greedy, he only dared to steal an overnight vegetable bun, he didn't dare to pick big ones.Unexpectedly, when he was stealing the buns, he was discovered.

Not only was the steamed stuffed bun not eaten, but he was also slapped twice, not to mention bleeding from the mouth and nose, and his clothes were stripped clean, and he was hung on a crooked-neck tree in the street in the cold winter months.

Someone took a willow stick and beat him facelessly.His body was covered in cuts and bruises, and his little face was covered with blood and tears.

Just happened to be met by Xie Shuanghua, who was only 15 years old. Seeing his pity, he not only paid for the bun money, but also rescued him.Brought back to Tianjianzong.

Although, there are no hard and fast rules for transmigrating books, one must avenge the original owner and so on.But Luo Yueming remembered Xie Shuanghua's life-saving grace.

But benefactor's hand is too strong, Luo Yueming was pinched immediately to tears: "Brother, I know what's wrong with you, listen to me, you don't have to be like this or that when you get hit by that kind of thing." , just... just use other places.”

As a qualified book walker, Luo Yueming knows very clearly that the world is dangerous, if he falls for something, he doesn't necessarily have to do it with real swords and guns.

You can also solve it yourself!

Wouldn't it be nice to take a flight with the opportunity?

Hands are a good thing, but if it doesn't work, there are still feet.The hands and feet are broken and the mouth is wow.

All roads lead to Yuanyang!

Can a living person be suffocated to death by the shit in the underworld?

Unexpectedly, Xie Shuanghua not only refused to listen, but was already blinded by lust.

After a while of dizziness, Luo Yueming was slammed onto the big rock next to him by a strong force.

With a snap, his lower back hit the cold corner, and he dropped the physiological saline in pain.

His waist was bent like a shrimp, and his legs were shaking.Almost paid homage to Xie Shuanghua for his early years.

He struggled to raise his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you...Xie Shuanghua, you...you are capable!"

The next moment, the neck was strangled again, and the head and face were thrown back fiercely.

It was dark in front of his eyes, and a figure approached almost instantly, his hands were held together by a big hand, and he lifted them above his head fiercely.

Luo Yueming shouted in her heart: The original book misunderstood me, the original book misunderstood me!

Didn't agree, brother cool and beautiful, flower of Gaoling, well-known and upright!

That's it, that's it?

Is Xie Shuanghua cultivating the ruthless way?

Has he practiced the path of ruthlessness?

Have you ever cultivated the path of ruthlessness?

Have you practiced the path of ruthlessness?

Ruthless? ...

Oh shit!

"...Brother, don't, brother, no, brother, brother! My good brother!"

"Brother?" Xie Shuanghua paused briefly, "I don't have a brother as big as you."

"Why not? Brother, I'm your half-brother. How can you deny me?"

Yes, he denied it.

With a snap, the belt snapped.

With a swipe, the clothes shredded.

Xie Shuanghua pressed on step by step, and pulled off Luo Yueming's hairband with a casual tug, and her black hair poured down like a streamer, shining brightly under the cold moonlight.

A slightly childish fair face, hidden in the black hair, because of the pain and fright, the eyes are especially big.

Xie Shuanghua's long and narrow red phoenix eyes were clearly reflected inside, with a majestic air when opening and closing, with eyebrows flying into the temples, proud of snow and frost.

Damn it!

Luo Yueming scolded her in her heart, thinking to herself how to tell Xie Shuanghua that he should actually lie down and enjoy it?

At the beginning of the game, the beauty brother made a mistake in the attribute, so wouldn't the one billion be in vain?

"Eldest brother, I... I... I have a solution!"

Luo Yueming was quick-witted, so he coaxed him first.When Xie Shuanghua released him, he immediately jumped to the tree to hide.

Unexpectedly, although Xie Shuanghua fell into the illusion, he was not stupid.All he knew was that embracing the boy in his arms could relieve the pain on his body like a flame burning his body.

But this coolness is obviously not enough.There needs to be someone who can lie down and be pampered with a soft voice.

Looking at the young man who was constantly struggling under him, Xie Shuanghua suddenly regained his sanity for a short time, stretched out his hand, and let out a low voice: "Ce Wen!"

Then there was a buzzing sound, and a long sword with radiant light flew from behind Xie Shuanghua.

Spiritual power overflowed from it, and the sharp sword energy seemed to divide the night into two.What was fiercer than sword energy was Xie Shuanghua's unfathomable cultivation.

According to the introduction in the original text, the name of this sword is: Ce Wen.

This peerless martial arts is well-known in the cultivation world.In the original text, Xie Shuanghuan was able to repel 20 troops from the Demon Realm with a single sword, and his cultivation far surpassed his master Liu Zhuxi.

If it wasn't for Liu Zhuxi relying on Xie Shuanghua's trust in him, how could he hurt Xie Shuanghua an inch?

What a pity, what a pity.

Such a good seedling eventually became the crucible of the entire division.

Luo Yueming watched Xie Shuanghua raise the sword, thinking it was used to stab herself, and hurriedly tried to persuade him.

Seeing Xie Shuanghua's sword stabbing at him, a peerless martial artist like Ce Wen already had spiritual consciousness and refused to hurt his master.

Xie Shuanghua snorted again: "Ce Wen!"

With a buzzing sound, the long sword suddenly flew out of his hand and was nailed to the tree pole.

"Policy question!"

Cold sweat beaded down Xie Shuanghua's forehead, and the blue veins on his neck protruded exaggeratedly. Under the snow-white flesh, slender light blue blood vessels could be vaguely seen.

Cold sweat made the snow shirt wet, Luo Yueming was very close to him, so close that he could smell the faint scent of crabapple flowers on his body, mixed with a little bit of snow.

Holding Luo Yueming's hand, it was slender and strong, with well-defined joints, clean and beautiful.

Luo Yueming didn't want to die yet.

In my mind, many things came to mind.

In addition to the poor life of picking up rags, I also thought of how Xie Shuanghua was tortured to death in the original text.

When he died, his spiritual core was destroyed, his golden core was dissected, and his body was covered with cuts and bruises.

Eyes full of despair, lying in a sea of ​​blood wearing only a thin shirt.He asked his master why he treated him like this.

But the master told him: "You have such a fate, you can't blame anyone."

At that time, the two Goubi juniors who had been poisoned were also standing aside, and the long swords in their hands were buzzing.

Not only did they not intend to heal Xie Shuanghua's wounds, but each of them nailed them to the wall with their swords.

He looked coldly at the senior senior brother who used to be in such a state of embarrassment.

On the contrary, when Xie Shuanghua still had a glimmer of hope, Ergoubi said, "You killed Yinyin!"

Sangoubi said: "Xie Shuanghua, you should have died a long time ago!"

Before Xie Shuanghua was about to die, he asked his favorite junior brother, "Yueming, do you really hate senior brother so much?"

At that time, the little junior brother's eyes were full of hatred, and he said coldly: "You killed the love of my life, I hate you to death!"

After hearing this sentence, Xie Shuanghua really died, and when he died, he felt that he was not good.

He failed to satisfy the master, and did not take good care of the juniors.

The soul flies away, the body dies and the way disappears.

Even Yuanshen was shattered into slag.

Luo Yueming suddenly felt the pain in her head was terribly painful, and she always felt that broken eggs were nothing more than that.

Secretly thinking, if he really has something to do with Xie Shuanghua tonight, whoever will suffer.

How to make Xie Shuanghua clearly and profoundly understand that his attributes are below?

Seeing that senior brother was about to tear his clothes again, Luo Yueming raised her head and struggled with hard old tears, "Senior brother! You...don't touch me, let me do it myself!"

Since it was destined by heaven that he was going to be Xie Shuanghua's tool to break the illusion here tonight, then he had to do it himself!

Although the specific eighteen postures of the "eighteen postures of a macho man", he has not yet fully grasped them.But sleeping with a man shouldn't be difficult.

Xie Shuanghua let him go, took a few steps back, raised his hand to recall the long sword, turned his back to him and said in a deep voice, "Get lost."

Then his feet were floating, and he staggered up the mountain step by step.

Just letting him go back like this, wouldn't it mean that he was once again in the jaws of a sheep?

Luo Yueming supported his old waist and shouted: "Lamb, bah, senior brother, come back! I really want to help senior brother, senior brother, come back!"

Xie Shuanghua walked straight forward, his back was extremely cold and aloof.

Luo Yueming secretly scolded herself as an idiot, how could she let Senior Brother Beauty escape?

Grabbing Xie Shuanghua's arm from behind, he said loudly: "Senior brother, I said, I am willing to help senior brother! Why don't you believe me?"

Xie Shuanghua said coldly: "Yueming, you are the one who says yes, and you who say no. What exactly do you want?"

Luo Yueming: "...The incident happened suddenly, so I must give me some time to think."

Xie Shuanghua: "Have you thought it through now?"

Luo Yueming looked down at her hands and sighed.

Feeling that I am the unique and unparalleled good cucumber in the world.

For the one billion, he endured it!