Brothers wash white every day [Transmigration Book]

He really doesn't know Zhu Qingzan, but Zhu Qingzan has a face exactly like him, even sometimes his expression is exactly the same as him, being with Zhu Qingzan can make him feel that he is still alive.

"Saitama..."

Wu Jing wanted to say something, but was interrupted impatiently by Saitama, "Aren't you bothered, what's wrong with me just wanting to follow him? You have an opinion, and Zhu Qingzan is not yours."

Wu Jing: ...

It's also because he has a good temper, otherwise the two would have started fighting.

But what Wu Jing wanted to ask was not why he followed Zhu Qingzan, but his "master", who did he work for, and who was Ye Ming.

In Wu Jing's impression, there is no such person as Ye Ming, and it is impossible for him not to know such a person.

Suddenly, an extremely bold and incredible idea flashed in Wu Jing's mind, but he felt it was impossible. The world had long since disappeared thousands of years ago. It is impossible for anyone to still be alive.

"Saitama, why are you working for your life?" Wu Jing and Saitama have known each other since they were young. Although they were always bullied by Saitama when they were young, they didn't want him to really take the wrong path. That path - leads to hell.

"Who is your so-called master?"

The expression on Saitama's face changed from normal, and he looked up at Wu Jing coldly, "Don't ask if you shouldn't, your father didn't teach you?"

Wu Jing gritted his teeth. How could he not have been taught? His father told him not to ask questions since he was a child. What is there that he can't know?

Soul, Six Realms...

What he saw and heard along the way quickly flashed through Wu Jing's mind. Evil cultivators and monsters suddenly began to wreak havoc, and the city lord of Xiandu even raised monsters...

"Is it 'he', Saitama, is it 'he'." Wu Jing looked at Saitama with a little anxiety, if it was him, if it was really him...

"Are you annoying!" Saitama stretched out his hand and pushed Wu Jing down on the table, a blush flashed in his eyes, "Wu Jing, why do you think I will tell you something that your father didn't tell you? "

Wu Jing was terrified. He raised his head and looked at the shadow in front of him. Behind Saitama, there appeared Le's wagging tail.

Wu Jing:? ? ? ?

Where did the tail come from?

Saitama seemed to have noticed it too, and the tail disappeared the next moment, just like Wu Jing was dazzled.

"Go to sleep, I'll sleep on the bed, you sleep on the floor." Saitama directly occupied the bed, which was very narrow, Wu Jing: ...

"Okay, I'll sleep on the floor." Wu Jing didn't argue with him. Although Wu Jing wasn't short of money and had hardly lived through any hardships in his life, he wasn't a pampered person either.

On the other side, Zhu Qingzan and Gong Xuanming were already getting ready to go to bed. They lay flat on the bed, Gong Xuanming was silent all the time, Zhu Qingzan was a little hesitant.

According to their master's understanding of them, it is impossible not to find out that the younger brother's spiritual power is impure, and it is also impossible not to find out that his cultivation base is abnormal, but he did not ask a word.

Zhu Qingzan hesitated again and again, tossing and turning on the bed, the narrow bed kept creaking, as if being trampled by him.

Zhu Qingzan tossed and turned, and finally faced Gong Xuanming who was lying flat, and whispered: "Little brother, are you asleep?"

Naturally, Gong Xuanming didn't sleep, his senior brother never sleeps honestly, and the wooden bed "creaked" because of him turning over, so it's strange that he could sleep on it, the most important thing is, this bed is really too narrow.

When Zhu Qingzan turned over to face Gong Xuanming, her legs would rest on his lap naturally, making people think about this posture.

"No!" Gong Xuanming's voice was still low and slightly hoarse. When Gong Xuanming was talking to Zhu Qingzan, his voice would change like this from time to time. Zhu Qingzan didn't think much about it, but He asked in a low voice: "Tell me, Master saw that we..."

"I can see it!" His spiritual power is impure and chaotic, the senior brother cultivated the soul pill, and his master's cultivation base is at least the stage of transformation, so it is impossible not to see it.

However, why didn't he ask more questions, as if everything was within his expectations.

Gong Xuanming tilted his head to look at Zhu Qingzan's slightly furrowed eyebrows, his heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to gently stroke the center of his brows, "Eldest brother, don't think too much, master, I have my own plan."

It's not that Zhu Qingzan doesn't trust their master, but he's just curious why he didn't ask.

Zhu Qingzan is ashamed of leading the team down the mountain to experience this time, and he doesn't know what happened to the other disciples from the other peaks.

He raised his eyelashes, and saw Gong Xuanming looking at him with slightly deeper eyes. Zhu Qingzan liked the way the younger brother looked at him very much, and couldn't help rubbing his shoulders, "Junior brother, if we can always That's all right!"

This is quiet, ordinary, far away from the hustle and bustle, but he also understands that he himself has a soul, and it is very difficult to live a stable life like this. There are too many people who want a soul, and he has no way to get the soul out. And he also found that the original two golden pills, the golden one, became smaller and smaller after the last time, being absorbed by the red golden pill all the time.

His cultivation base is also weird, and now thinking about last night, his whole body seems to be in a dream, which is very, very unreal.

Thinking of this, Zhu Qingzan suddenly sat up, "Junior brother, I plan to practice."

He has to figure out what is going on with his pill sea, soul pill, and how to cultivate it.

Gong Xuanming looked at Zhu Qingzan, didn't speak, but just nodded lightly.

Zhu Qingzan sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed, leaving the bed to Gong Xuanming.

Wrapped around the table leg, the little beast who thought he would see some passionate scene:? ? ? ?

That's it?In such a quiet environment, do nothing worthy of this rare peaceful time?

"Brother, just sit on the bed!" Gong Xuanming looked at him slightly, but Zhu Qingzan said: "Little brother, take a good rest, I'll just sit on the floor." The little junior brother's slender legs had nowhere to go.

Thinking of his junior brother's legs, Zhu Qingzan glanced over uncontrollably. At this moment, his junior brother curled up with one leg, turned slightly sideways, and was looking at him without blinking.

The placket was slightly opened, exposing his chest.

Seeing the bulging but not exaggerated chest muscles, Zhu Qingzan sighed secretly in his heart, and looked down at himself with low self-esteem. His younger brother has standard wide shoulders and narrow waist, and he is very powerful at first glance, and he is also very strong. With that leg line...

Zhu Qingzan doesn't even know what kind of physique he is. It's fine if he couldn't develop muscles in his previous life, but it's the same in this life. He wants to have enviable and beautiful muscles in his dreams.

"Senior brother~" Gong Xuanming's tone gradually softened, making Zhu Qingzan feel his heart melt.

Is his junior brother acting like a baby with him?His little junior brother felt sorry for him because he was sitting on the hard floor, so he acted like a baby?

Zhu Qingzan felt her heart skip a beat, so she heard Gong Xuanming say again: "Come up."

Zhu Qingzan was bitter and happy in his heart. He had always liked the voice, figure and face of his junior brother very much, but now he was acting like a spoiled child. Zhu Qingzan felt that he had no reason to refuse, so he could only blushed and said: "Then... Oh well!"

The tone was rather reluctant.

Who knew that as soon as Zhu Qingzhan sat cross-legged, Gong Xuanming hugged his waist from behind him, rubbed against his back, and didn't speak, but Zhu Qingzan seemed to be able to hear his heartfelt voice. The heartbeat was on his back, pounding into his heart, causing his heart to beat rapidly.

"Brother." Gong Xuanming called him softly, Zhu Qingzan felt his back was stiff, and the scene of meeting Wu Jing and the dummy in Xiandu appeared in his mind again, and he felt a little dry ,Difficulty breathing.

Xiaobai on Zhu Qingzan's head stretched out his tail to cover his eyes, moved away from time to time to look at Gong Xuanming who was leaning on Zhu Qingzan's back, and then ran away naturally.

When he left, he dragged the little black snake away by the way.

Little Black Snake:? ? ?I haven't seen enough, why are you dragging me?

As soon as Xiaobai left, Zhu Qingzan's hair fell completely, and Gong Xuanming reached out to pick up a strand, which made Zhu Qingzan's heart beat suddenly faster, and felt that their current posture was very ambiguous, but they were both men , In this way, it seems that there is no problem.

Zhu Qingzan thought so in his heart, and what appeared in his mind was still the scene where Xiandu saw Wu Jing, and asked himself in doubt: Is there really no problem?

But men and men...

In Zhu Qingzan's heart, he was very curious, but he didn't dare to try it. He just felt like a feather was scratching the tip of his heart, making his whole heart tremble with Gong Xuanming's movements.

Gong Xuanming just hugged his waist like this, twisting his hair with his fingers, without doing anything, just like that, Zhu Qingzan's face turned red.

"Master, Junior Brother..."

Zhu Qingzan was surprised at the sound of his voice, it was a little hoarse, he couldn't help but cleared his throat, and continued: "Junior brother, take a good rest, I will practice for a while."

Gong Xuanming resisted the thought of wanting to kiss Zhu Qingzan, and lay back, but kept staring at Zhu Qingzan's face, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

In the darkness, Gong Xuanming raised the corners of his lips slightly and closed his eyes, but in his heart he drew many pictures that were not suitable for children.

Zhu Qingzan felt the disappearance of the line of sight, and then he concentrated on entering meditation. He first checked his Danhai, then the meridians, and finally the sea of ​​consciousness.

Generally speaking, the sea of ​​consciousness of Jindan is very weak, almost negligible, and the sea of ​​consciousness will expand after reaching the Nascent Soul.

Those with broad minds can attack others with awareness of the sea.

It was only when Zhu Qingzan was completely in trance that Gong Xuanming's gaze became extremely bold, that kind of eyes were very red/fruity and affectionate, as if Zhu Qingzan could be stripped naked with his gaze.

Gong Xuanming knew very well what kind of feelings he had for Zhu Qingzan, but Zhu Qingzan's affection for him should be just the kind of family affection that a senior brother has for a junior brother. Along with other things.

Even when they met each other sincerely, his senior brother didn't have a different reaction to him.

It was rare for Gong Xuanming to look at Zhu Qingzan so presumptuously, a red light flashed in his eyes, he knew that sometimes his thoughts magnified uncontrollably and became greedy, wanting more, not his senior brother's soul , just him.

He can clearly feel that his state of mind is undergoing changes beyond his control. He doesn't know what he will become in the future. His spiritual power is messy, and most of the results are fallen demons. Gong Xuanming doesn't know what he can do. How long does it take to keep your heart, will it become irrelevant?Will it become bloodthirsty?

The effect of Qingxin Jue on him now is not as great as it was at the beginning, how long can he hold on? !

"Brother~"

In the dark, Gong Xuanming murmured softly, but he had no complaints or regrets, as long as he could protect Zhu Qingzan, it didn't matter what he became, no matter what he had to endure in the future, he was willing.

I just hope—brother, it can be the same as before.

The next day, Zhu Qingzan woke up only after a beam of light shone on her eyes. There was no one on the bed. Zhu Qingzan was subconsciously startled. Just as she was about to find Gong Xuanming, she saw that Gong Xuanming had already changed her clothes. Wearing a black robe, wearing a black and red robe, sitting on the window lattice, outside the window are Fan Jiuni, Xiao Yun and Lu Zishi who are practicing.

Wu Jing and Saitama were working on something in the kitchen. Their master was sitting at the stone table in the yard with a cup of tea, looking at the three juniors who were practicing.

"Little Junior Brother, what time is it?" He didn't call him anyway.

"It's time." Gong Xuanming turned his head and gave Zhu Qingzan a gentle smile, "Brother, how do you feel?"

"Very good." Zhu Qingzhan stretched his waist, feeling that he hadn't settled down so peacefully for a long time. Although he didn't absorb spiritual power, at least he figured out his body.

As he expected, the original golden elixir of spiritual power has been absorbed by the soul elixir, and that golden elixir seems to have become the reserve food of the soul elixir. Zhu Qingzan expected what would happen to him if the golden elixir disappeared completely, but he didn't As for the comparison, it seems that even if the golden core disappears, he will not have any problems, so he feels relieved a lot.

There was a sudden cry of pain from outside, Zhu Qingzan looked up, and saw that their master was holding a thin piece of wood in his hand, whoever was not serious would be whipped, and Lu Zishi's exposed arm was covered with red marks up.

Zhu Qingzan:? ? ? ?

Their master, this is the first time they hit someone, the force is not vague at all.

Zhu Qingzan was afraid of pain, and swallowed when he saw the note, a little afraid that his master would suddenly call him to practice.

"Big apprentice..." Zhu Qingzan's own master called him as soon as his thoughts fell to the ground.

Zhu Qingzan:? ? ? ?

"Let's go, brother!"

In fact, Lingxu had already talked with Gong Xuanming early this morning. Master didn't mention anything about his impure spiritual power. Instead, it seemed that he asked him some irrelevant things when he was in the sect, and just separated. Before, the long sigh of the master still made Gong Xuanming feel like a knife was twisted in his heart.

Zongmen, he can't go back, even if he goes back, with the Fulu Peak elder's hatred of evil cultivators, Luoxuezong will be on the run for a long time.

The Snowfall Sect is the place where Gong Xuan meditates and protects, but now he doesn't know where his destination is.

Gong Xuanming looked at Zhu Qingzan's back, perhaps, as long as the senior brother was by his side, it would be fine as long as the senior brother would not forget him.

"Master~" Zhu Qingzan rushed up and hugged Lingxu's arm coquettishly, trying to avoid the beating.

"My dear disciple, come and practice with master." Lingxu said with a smile.

Zhu Qingzan:? ? ? ?

The next moment, the slender strip in Lingxu's hand was drawn towards Zhu Qingzan.

Zhu Qingzan was accidentally drawn on his back. Seeing this, Saitama in the kitchen put down the spatula in his hand and rushed over, holding Zhu Qingzan and flying away.

Wu Jing:! ! ! !

Damn it, this Saitama is too ignorant, even if he has lost his mind of spirituality, it's not his cultivation, he will teach his disciples, he doesn't care.

Saitama hugged Zhu Qingzan, glared at Lingxu, five pairs of eyes fell on Saitama, and Saitama raised his neck, "Old monster, don't go too far!"

"Hey, my master fought against the big brother, what is too much?" Lu Zishi was the first to rush out, pointing at Saitama, almost yelling.

Zhu Qingzan was stunned, looking at Gong Xuanming's face darkened, and then at the master who was smiling maliciously, and shed tears of sadness.

He also didn't understand what Saitama wanted to do.

"Hey, why don't you come and practice with the old man?" Lingxu moved after speaking.

Saitama's word "good" only uttered half a syllable, Zhu Qingzan felt himself vacated, and fell into a familiar embrace the next moment, Gong Xuanming landed lightly holding Zhu Qingzan, in the small courtyard There was a constant "bang bang" sound.

Zhu Qingzhan tilted her head guiltily, and saw that their master was like a strong man, pulling Saitama's feet up and down with his left hand and throwing them vigorously. Saitama was thrown very badly like a rag doll.

Fan Jiuni and the others couldn't bear to look directly at them and covered their eyes. It's fine if their master doesn't do anything, but if they do, they won't be able to please anyone. Moreover, they all think that Saitama should be beaten up.

Wu Jing had already moved a stool, picked vegetables while watching Saitama being beaten, and thought it was pretty good, Saitama has always been arrogant, no one would look down on him, never thought that there would be a day when he was beaten so miserably, just watching it Cool.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Saitama received "Return my Piao Piao punch" on his face. Lingxu took special care of his face, and he was beaten so badly that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his nose was bleeding, and his face was swollen into a bun.

He said as if he had a glutinous rice ball in his mouth, "It doesn't count, this time it doesn't count, you bully others, I haven't even..." The word "ready" was punched back by Lingxu, teeth They were almost beaten to pieces.

Wu Jing: ...

Lingxu blew his fist and looked contemptuous, "It's just food, and you still make so many excuses for yourself."

Saitama almost went mad.

The strange aura on his body gradually became stronger, Lingxu raised his lips and smiled "hehe", "I want to transform, go outside." After speaking, he kicked Saitama out.

Everyone can only see a red light.

Wu Jing's face was already numb, but fortunately the vegetables were finished, he called out to Lingxu, and Lingxu glanced at Wu Jing lightly, that look obviously didn't stay on him for long, but Wu Jing felt a chill down his spine, Then Lingxu said: "I don't want to cook today!"

Zhu Qingzan was overjoyed when he heard the words, "Then Master, let me come!"

He didn't want to fight with his master, and he knew what happened to Saitama, he was beaten up too badly.

"Well, you come!"

Zhu Qingzhan walked happily to the kitchen, but Lingxu grabbed her back by the collar the next moment, "My dear student, where are you going?"

"Cooking!" Zhu Qingzan felt his calf shaking, and his master hadn't forgotten to challenge him.

"What are you cooking for? Is your hand the cooking hand?" Hurry up, let me see the results of your experience. "

Zhu Qingzan immediately pursed her mouth, and softly called out "Master~"

The result is self-evident, but his master didn't beat him, but tapped the blood all over his body a few times. When he sensed Zhu Qingzan Danhai, he frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. Satisfied: "Not bad, not bad."

Zhu Qingzan felt that his master had scratched his whole body, and he couldn't hold back his laughter.

Gong Xuanming frowned, what exactly does his master know?

The final task of cooking fell on Wu Jing. Wu Jing, a man who never touches Yang Chunshui, can't cook. He had no choice but to pay out of his own pocket and go out to buy a meal.

On the way, he ran into Saitama who was coming back. Saitama was beaten really badly. When he supported Wu Jing's back, Wu Jing almost didn't recognize him.

"That old boy, I will avenge this revenge sooner or later."

Wu Jing could only comfort him with sympathy.

Wu Jing took Saitama back, but after going back, Saitama didn't even go up to the dinner table, and was stared back under the table by Lingxu's sharp gaze, so angry that it was itchy at the root, and felt that Lingxu was even worse than Gong Xuanming. people hate.

On the other side of the broken gambling house, Jun Moyuan and Luo Baiyi were coaxing Xiaoying to stop being sad, but Xiaoying, out of love and hatred, said that Zhu Qingzan scared him with a snake, and scared him to tears. I want to stew the snake and eat it.

The two were worried, the little white snake next to Zhu Qingzan was not an ordinary snake, but a spirit snake, and the mark between its eyebrows was the mark of the soul, and it was the messenger of the soul. It was not easy to move the little white snake.

"Okay Xiaoying, you are not young anymore, you are already five years old, can you be more sensible."

Xiaoying pursed her mouth when she heard this, Luo Baiyi was dissatisfied with Jun Moyuan's teaching tone, and the two fought again.

Xiaoying was used to seeing his two fathers fight when they disagreed, so she sadly went to the next door to find Aunt Lin.

Anyway, his two fathers fought at the head of the bed and fought at the end of the bed. Xiaoying had watched it for many years and was used to it.

Jun Moyuan tore Luo Baiyi's clothes, pressed him down, and fell down with a shallow kiss.

Luo Baiyi raised his hand to cover his eyes, Jun Moyuan took it away badly, and said emotionally: "Baiyi, I like to see your face the most."

Luo Baiyi: ...

Aunt Lin next door is the one who was called Zhu Qingzan Little Soul before. At this time, she was sewing a piece of skin. When she saw Xiaoying coming over with an aggrieved face, she sighed, rubbed his head, and held a big wooden mallet. Suddenly rushed to the broken gambling house.

At this time, outside Lingxi Town, stood a red and enchanting figure.

With Qin Ce reclining in mid-air, Qing Die has turned into a human form, standing behind him, Qing Die said: "Master, Lingxu is here."

"I know." Youqin Ce was lazy, and tapped the hip flask with his fingers. He didn't intend to show his face in front of Zhu Qingzan. The first time he saw Youqin Ce, he felt that Zhu Qingzan was avoiding him , although I don't know why, but he didn't intend to do so. Although they will meet sooner or later, he just hopes that at that time, Zhu Qingzan will no longer avoid him.

He might be really tired of this cultivation world.

Qing Die hesitated to speak, and didn't ask Qin Ce, but in the end Qing Die couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "Master, King of Ghosts..."

Youqin Ce's movements froze, and he turned his head to look at Qingdie. Qingdie couldn't continue what she said immediately. In order to leave the ghost world and get away from that person, several of Qingdie's sisters died in the ghost world, saying Qing Die hated the King of Ghosts, but hated what he did to their master even more.

Qing Die pursed her lips tightly, and entangled her for thousands of years. He knew that their master had been lonely for thousands of years, and all this was because of cold worry.

How could he still have the face to appear in front of the master.

If it wasn't for him, why would their master be stuck in the realm of comprehension, unable to go anywhere.

Youqin Ce brushed the red mole on his chest unconsciously with his fingers, and then sneered.