Master, he never speaks

After making an agreement with Shen Qianche to learn how to fly the flying sword the next morning, Shen Qianche was a lot more careful when driving the flying sword, but he still didn't give up and asked Zhu Jixiu:

Shen Qianche: "Could it be that senior brother's sword is so unscented? How can you say that your senior brother's sword skills rank No. 1 among all the disciples of Destiny Sect! How many people want me to take him to fly with his sword? Don't bring it!"

Zhu Jixiu: "No, your sword is twisted like a maggot, you don't want to ride."

Shen Qianche's self-confidence was beaten down by Zhu Jixiu, he curled his lips, and was finally willing to drive in a straight line, speeding up and leading Zhu Jixiu straight to the sky, and soon arrived at Liuyun Hall.

Ever since Zhu Jixiu went to Liuyun Hall to learn spells every day, the number of female disciples in Liuyun Hall has increased. In the past, there were only so many people during the assembly, but now there are so many people blocking the door .

Shen Qianche: "Sure, as expected of my little junior brother, he's so popular!"

Zhu Jixiu didn't feel happy, and was even a little bored. He glanced at Shen Qianche coldly, and decided not to come to Liuyun Hall from tomorrow on. He really couldn't stand the way those female disciples looked at him. , It's almost like watching some novel species.

Shen Qianche: "Junior brother, wait for me here first!"

Shen Qianche: "I'll go first..."

When Shen Qianche was halfway through speaking, the sentence was suddenly broken. He raised his head in a daze, and looked towards the side door of Liuyun Hall. There was no smile at all on his face that was always full of bright smiles.

Zhu Jixiu had never seen Shen Qianche like this before, he raised his head subconsciously, followed Shen Qianche's gaze, and found a man walking in from the side door.

The man's appearance was not very handsome, but his posture was as gentle and polite as a modest gentleman. He also bowed his body slightly when talking to other female cultivators.

Zhu Jixiu: "Who is this person?"

Zhu Hanshuang had never seen Shen Qianche like this before, as if she had lost her soul, looking at the man's eyes, with hidden deep pain, he murmured in a low voice:

Shen Qianche: "Brother..."

Zhu Jixiu: "Brother? Shen Qianche also has an older brother, why didn't I know?"

Shen Qianche: "Junior brother, you go to the school first, and I will look for you later."

Hearing this, Zhu Jixiu was stunned for a moment, he watched Shen Qianche raise his foot, and walked towards the man quickly, his steps were hasty and eager.

Almost all the disciples of Destiny Sect know that Shen Qianche has an older brother——Shen Xiangchu.

But the relationship between the two was very bad. Shen Qianche was very kind to Shen Xiangchu. Whenever he got something good, he would give it to Shen Xiangchu. He almost treated Shen Xiangchu as his god.

But Shen Xiangchu hated Shen Qianche to the bone. He didn't want anything that Shen Qianche gave him, and he even spoke harsh words to Shen Qianche. He said all kinds of hurtful words, even in front of everyone. He regretted humiliating Shen Qianche many times.

Listening to the whispers around, Zhu Jixiu suddenly felt that he didn't know Shen Qianche a little bit. The Shen Qianche he knew should not be what others said.

On the other side, there was originally a gentle and polite smile on Shen Xiangchu's face, but when he saw Shen Qianche, the expression on his face changed immediately. He looked at Shen Qianche coldly, and said:

Shen Xiangchu: "What are you doing here?"

Shen Qianche hid the sadness in his eyes, with a bright smile on his face, he took out the pear blossom branch from his ring space, handed it to Shen Xiangchu, and said with a smile:

Shen Qianche: "Brother, when I passed by the pear blossom forest, I saw the pear blossoms blooming brilliantly, so I wanted to cut a pear blossom for you to see."

Compared with the bright smile on Shen Qianche's face, the expression on Shen Xiangchu's face was like looking at an enemy. He took two steps back slightly, distanced himself from Shen Qianche, and said to Shen Qianche word by word:

Shen Xiangchu: "Shen Qianche, are you disgusting?"

Hearing this, Shen Qianche's hand holding the pear blossom branch tightened, the sharp wooden point pierced into his palm, and the bright red blood stained the pear blossom branch red, these words are very sad, the palm hurts, but the heart hurts even more.

But Shen Qianche was still smiling, the bright smile on his face did not change at all, he insisted on handing the pear blossom branch to Shen Xiangchu's eyes, and said softly:

Shen Qianche: "Brother, here you are."

Shen Xiangchu got angry, he slapped the pear blossom branch flying, the branch drew a parabola in the air, and fell into the quagmire beside it, the pure white petals were polluted, and even the lingering sun breath on it changed. Faint.

Shen Xiangchu: "Shen Qianche, are you a dog? Is it interesting to follow my ass every day? Do you know how much I hate you! I hate you so much that you want to die, die, die!"

Shen Xiangchu: "Do you know? How I wish I had never met you, how I wish I hadn't saved you back then, how I wished that the person who died in the Shen family fire... was you!"

Shen Xiangchu: "Shen Qianche, why don't you die?"

The words that Shen Xiangchu said from his mouth hurt people more and more. Those invisible words widened the hole in Shen Qianche's heart again. Thought.

Because no matter what he said, Shen Qianche would just look at him with a smile.

Shen Xiangchu: "You are such a cheap dog."

When the pear blossom branch was slapped and flew away, the sharp wooden thorns scratched Shen Qianche's palm, and the blood flowed down his slender fingers and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Shen Qianche's head drooped, black hair covered his pale face, the smile on the corner of his mouth was still reluctantly hanging, but a layer of watery light had accumulated in his eyes, his heart was wounded and full of holes. It cannot be cured.

Shen Qianche: "It hurts..."

At this moment, the hand beside him was suddenly held by someone.

Shen Qianche: "!"

Zhu Jixiu took off the ribbon on his hair, patiently and meticulously helped Shen Qianche wrap it around his palm, the silver hair slid down his shoulders, reflecting the color of the sun.

Shen Qianche: "Little Junior Brother..."

Zhu Jixiu raised his eyes slowly, and those dark red eyes glanced at Shen Xiangchu, then he took out his own share of pear blossom branches, and picked off the most beautiful pear blossom on it...

Gently pinned it to Shen Qianche's ear.

Zhu Jixiu turned his head, his dark red pupils formed a dangerous line, and said word by word:

Zhu Jixiu: "What are you?"