i don't like brother

Both of them were shocked.

Xiao Qin thought, did he hear correctly?Han Nansong actually apologized to him?Literally the first time ever.

Han Nansong also thought, did he hear or misunderstand?Could it be that Xiao Qin is caring about himself in a corner?

The two looked at each other, and turned away quickly, feeling a little embarrassed for some reason.

Xiao Qin turned his head and wondered if his tone just now was a bit serious. Han Nansong didn't want to take his own things, so he shouldn't take them. Anyway, he still has a lot of such things.

Han Nansong thought, although Xiao Qin didn't have anything good to say when he opened his mouth, but after all, maybe, sometimes it was for his own good, so in the future, as a senior brother, he should be more magnanimous, and bear with him if he said anything unpleasant.

If you can't help it, please pay back.He thought like this, trying to ignore the uneasiness in his heart.

The surrounding air was quiet, and after the episode just now, neither of them spoke.

Perhaps in order to interrupt the inexplicable uncomfortable atmosphere between the two, something that had been hiding in the dark for a long time started to move again.

With the lessons learned from last time, it no longer deceives people, and a thick purple-red fog appeared directly in front of Han Nansong and Xiao Qin.

This dense fog is not of the same weight as the previous gray fog, making the latter look like a child's toy.

Xiao Qin's face froze, and a spiritual force immediately covered him and Han Nansong.

Han Nansong glanced at him in surprise, then glanced at the spiritual power shield on his body full of discomfort, and transferred his discomfort to the dense fog in front of him.

He used to be the protector too much, he was used to protecting everyone behind him, and now he suddenly became the protected role, he was really not used to it at all, and it was Xiao Qin who "protected" him. It can be called horror.

An extremely piercing sword aura pierced the sky, as if space and time were broken, and the billowing thick fog was also reduced to ashes under the sword aura.

There seemed to be a piercing scream in the night sky.

The dense fog dispersed, and the night also faded away, revealing a little bit of light in the sky.

Xiao Qin almost laughed angrily.

He talked about his feelings for a long time, but the person in front of him didn't listen to a word.

Or is it deliberately going against him, right?

Otherwise, why did he just put a spiritual power mask on the two of them, and the man drew his sword the next second.

He doesn't care, okay?It's as if he must meddle in his own business.

The low air pressure all over Xiao Qin's body was very obvious, and Han Nansong noticed it almost immediately.

For a moment he wondered why Xiao Qin was unhappy, but in the next second, a thought flashed through his mind, Xiao Qin couldn't be angry with himself, could he?

It seems that just now, he also expressed his dislike for his abuse of spiritual power.

But this time I'm not abusing my spiritual power, right?

Could it be that he preemptively disrupted his plan?

Xiao Qin is still worried about himself

This thought quickly passed through his heart, and he quickly erased it, but even though he dismissed the thought, he was still a little weak for some reason.

Xiao Qin glanced at him, it was really hard to calmly face this person who repeatedly ignored his painstaking efforts, so he simply turned his head away and ignored him.

Then a white jade bottle appeared in front of Han Nansong.

Xiao Qin had a cold face, as if what he was holding was not an elixir to restore aura and recuperate meridians, but a drug that could poison people to death immediately.

Han Nansong silently took the medicine bottle in his hand and swallowed it, feeling weak and strong in his heart.

Not long after he took the pill, Xiao Qin took out a few more bottles of pills and handed them to Han Nansong, briefly explained the effect and said: "I have no other intentions, this fragment of the secret realm is not as simple as it seems, your injury is still unhealed , there is no special situation, it is better not to use spiritual power lightly, and when I can't deal with it alone, I still need your help."

He paused, and said awkwardly: "After all, Brother Han's cultivation level is deeper than mine." After saying these words, his sense of shame almost overwhelmed him.

Han Nansong was already admitting in his heart that he was wrong, but after hearing Xiao Qin's weakness, his mood was particularly complicated. Unexpectedly, this was not over yet, and Xiao Qin called him a senior brother in a serious and nonchalant manner.

His mood could be called shock, but after the shock, he was refreshed for a while. Xiao Qin's call to senior brother made him feel comfortable and happy.

Now that Xiao Qin has the self-consciousness of being a junior, shouldn't he also show some love for his junior that a senior should have?

At this moment, Han Nansong couldn't care about what he was thinking about before, he was almost elated by Xiao Qin's senior brother's shout.

After Xiao Qin said that sentence, he turned his gaze to the side, and stopped looking at Han Nansong's expression.

After all, the big deal is disdain, and the good point is shock. It's hard to guess, after all, he just turned his face off, and now he can think whatever he wants.

Xiao Qin thought coldly with a face that seemed expressionless but was actually tense and stiff.

He is not an unreasonable person, he is indeed a little angry in Han Nansong's repeated waste of his medicinal materials, but it is because of him that Han Nansong entered this secret realm fragment to face these things.

After figuring this out, he felt that his attitude just now was a bit too much.

So he wanted to do something to offset his bad tone just now, and after explaining for a while, he felt that he was not sincere enough, and wanted to say something more, but he didn't expect that his head short-circuited for a while and he called Senior Brother Han.

After this episode, they moved on, trying to find traces of the plant.

The two of Xiao Qin walked for a long, long time, through the lush forest, through the rippling lake water, until the twilight enveloped the surrounding fields, but they didn't find any traces, and they didn't gain anything during this day.

Another day passed, and night gradually fell, still nothing.

At this moment, a sweet scent of flowers wafted from not far away, the scent became stronger and closer, Xiao Qin's nostrils were gradually filled with this strong smell.

"Look at this person, he practices every day, but it's useless. He hasn't improved at all. I really don't know how he passed the selection of Nanxiaomen. He must have come in through the back door."

"That must have come in through the back door. Otherwise, his aptitude is not as good as the servants who sweep the floor in my house. How could he be accepted by Nanxiaomen?"

"Then his background may be quite big, and his qualifications are not as good as those who do odd jobs. How dare he come in?"

Xiao Qin closed his eyes, as if he was meditating and didn't hear anything, but the surging emotions in his heart showed that he heard everything.

His face is still very immature, and his eyebrows and eyes are not fully opened. Although he does not have a handsome and handsome aura, he is a little more cute, well, a lot of cute, and he is very (extremely) cute on weekdays. A favorite of some female monks (and, in fact, some male monks with facial control) - regardless of age.

If this appearance is on a person with high talent, then it is another advantage that he is favored and favored by the heavens, but if it is on a trash with dull talent, it will become a source of envy for others.

Although the two of them pretended to be whispering, they didn't deliberately lower their volume. Maybe Xiao Qin was looking forward to hearing it.

Slowly, his ears were almost filled with the noisy sounds around him.

"Why is he so stupid that he really thinks that it is useful to sleep with his eyes closed all day long?"

"Isn't this person's aptitude too bad? Why hasn't he made any progress?"

"This person again? It seems that his cultivation has not grown for a long time."

Not long after coming to Nanxiaomen, the young boy who hadn't come out of the grief of being separated soon discovered a cruel fact.

The door of practice seemed to be closed in front of him.

No matter how hard he tried, the door seemed to straddle the sky and the earth, and refused to open even the slightest gap to him.

He shouldn't have been surprised.

Something you've known since childhood, no?

He had a strange poison in his body, and he was supposed to die soon. My mother tried everything possible, but she couldn't completely remove the poison. She could only barely suppress it, making him look like a normal person.

Things are actually getting better now.

When he was younger, before the toxin could be completely suppressed, he would get seriously ill almost every once in a while, almost always brought back by his mother from the edge of life and death.

Probably because those days are so long gone.

He found that he had unconsciously forgotten those precarious feelings, and that his goal from the beginning was just to survive.

There is still the extravagant hope of today.

Thinking like this, Xiao Qin let go of the obsession in his heart. He asked Nan Xiaomen to resign, and chose to return to the world of mortals to be an ordinary person, and no longer dream about things he shouldn't think about.

Anyway, after being poisoned, I live a shorter life than ordinary people, so how can I waste time on things that have no results?

Life in the secular world was stable and ordinary. He settled down in a small city, opened a store to make ends meet, let go of that unattainable dream, and never left that city in his life.

One day he will be very old, the sun will slowly set, and he will also set.

While looking at the setting sun, the dream in his heart seemed to have completely disappeared.

He closed his eyes.

No.

A voice came from the bottom of my heart, firm and persistent, it was the voice of my young self.

I never gave up that hope.

The young self who had been watching coldly spoke again: I have never just asked to live.

When Xiao Qin opened his mouth, the illusion seemed to shake for a moment, but in the next second, he returned to the moment when he asked Nan Xiaomen to resign.

On that day, Xiao Qin suddenly changed his mind and decided to persevere.

So he practiced day and night, but he didn't make any progress.

Years passed by, and he also grew old. Finally, one day, when he saw the setting sun that was no longer radiant, he burst into tears and tears. He couldn't stand the endless despair and chose to exile himself.

In the heart of "Fake Xiao Qin", the real Xiao Qin, who is looking at this illusion with cold eyes, still wants to do something:······

The above condensed expression may be difficult to understand, so to explain it in a longer sentence, Xiao Qin feels like he is in a lucid dream, his consciousness is deep in this body, he is him, but he is not him, Because he clearly understands that all of this is fake—in order to arouse his emotions and make the illusion more realistic, the first half is still his real experience.

Xiao Qin could hold his breath before, but now he can't hold it anymore.

He felt that this illusion was revenge for his indifference just now, otherwise why would he use his face to make such a disgusting expression?

The long sword was unsheathed, and the illusion was shattered.

He was back where he was.

Han Nansong beside him seemed to have been awake for a long time, waiting for him to wake up, with a look of impatience on his brows, his brows relaxed a little when he saw Xiao Qin waking up.

At this moment, a rustling sound attracted the attention of the two, and they looked behind at the same time.

The lightning-fast branches stabbed towards Xiao Qin from the front, and at the same time, the sword in Han Nansong's hand also stabbed towards him.