i don't like brother

Xiao Qin didn't say this to comfort Han Nansong.

He never thought that Han Nansong was the kind of person who would betray his teacher.

Han Nansong has a deep affection for Nanxiaomen, which is far beyond the reach of many people.

Han Nansong is the one who really manages Nanxiaomen.

Since he was a child, he was accepted as a disciple by the head of the sect and loved him wholeheartedly. He grew up there, and every plant and tree in the Nanxiao sect meant a lot to him—it was his home.

Because of his identity, he regards Nanxiaomen as his duty to guard it.

Even if Han Nansong and Xiao Qin were at odds before, Han Nansong would not allow other sects to humiliate Xiao Qin in front of him for this reason.

Xiao Qin remembered that once, when he was still a foundation builder, Han Nansong actually helped him once.

That person was also jealous because he saw Fairy Panqiu, whom he had been thinking about day and night, getting so close to him. He said a lot of acid words in secret, but because those acid words didn't hurt him, he didn't take it seriously. one thing.

Unexpectedly, when he saw him ignoring him, this person kept talking more and more vigorously. Later, before he couldn't bear to let this person know how powerful he was, Han Nansong, who happened to bump into this incident, actually asked this person to shut up.

He only said these two words, but there was a majesty in his tone that had to be obeyed.

That person blushed at Han Nansong's words, but he never dared to refute. He hurriedly apologized and did not forget to please him.

"What about my disciples from the Nanxiaomen, it's not my turn to comment." Han Nansong ignored his flattery, his voice still cold.

Although after saying this, Han Nansong didn't think much of him.

Of course, it was impossible for Xiao Qin to thank him at that time.

At this moment when if one is not paying attention, he may disappear into nothingness forever in the gap of space, Xiao Qin is finally willing to admit that if Han Nansong hadn't targeted him so much in the past, he would not have hated him.

His eyes flickered slightly, and Han Nansong's back standing in front of his disciples flashed in his mind.

Who would hate a big brother who is always standing in front of his fellow disciples?

After Xiao Qin finished speaking, Han Nansong was silent for a long time, then smiled relievedly, and said, "I didn't expect to hear such words from you today. From this point of view, even if you really can't escape this time, you can't escape." There are less regrets.”

Xiao Qin actually smiled slightly when he heard this, and said: "Since that's the case, then if we can escape this time, let's write off the old grudge, brother?"

Han Nansong was taken aback for a moment, took a deep look at him, and said solemnly, "Okay."

Xiao Qin's words not only expressed the hope that the two of them would clear up their past suspicions, but at the same time, the "senior brother" was also a kind of comfort, almost equivalent to Xiao Qin saying: "I believe in you, in my heart you are Nanxiaomen's Big Brother."

Xiao Qin couldn't say this now, so he could only use a tactful way of expressing it.

Han Nansong understood Xiao Qin's intention of calling him senior brother.

It's just that he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He had heard this "senior brother" countless times, so why did Xiao Qin call this "senior brother" so differently?

His heart seemed to shrink slightly when he heard the sound of senior brother, and the trembling passed for a moment. His heart was still not calm, like a plucked string, and there was still a lingering aftertaste. When it is covered, there is a slight tingling feeling directly transmitted to the bottom of my heart.

Numb and itchy, soft and soft.

He recalled Xiao Qin's eyes sparkling with a smile when he said this, and he couldn't help thinking, could this be the reason why rare things are so expensive?

Xiao Qin had never called him senior brother before.

Most of the times he could remember were Xiao Qin's face that seemed indifferent but actually concealed disdain.

At that time, I thought Xiao Qin was hateful, but now that I think about it, such a stubborn young man is actually kind of cute, especially, when he was so angry with him that he couldn't fight back, the young man seemed not to care, and walked away indifferently, but there was a faint hint of love in his eyes. When she is extremely angry, she is unspeakably cute.

Although Xiao Qin had a free and easy smile on his face, he was a little nervous in his heart. He didn't let go of his anxiety until Han Nansong's affirmative answer came.

He hadn't been in such a disturbed mood for many years.

Han Nansong calmed down the turmoil caused by Xiao Qin's words, and briefly mentioned the cause and effect of his escape from Nanxiaomen.

Xiao Qin listened quite seriously, until he heard He Bailing rushing up to hold Gao Ni back, he finally couldn't help but wondered in his heart: "Her?"

Today is different from the past. If he had learned this information before, he would probably mock He Bailing for "deeply in love" with Han Nansong in the next second.

But he always felt that this didn't seem to be something the original He Bailing could do.

It seems that from one day, He Bailing became different from before.

He didn't believe that the former He Bailing had the blood to do such a thing.

This change should be before the secret realm of the empty mountain, because He Bailing in the secret realm of the empty mountain gave him a different feeling from before.

He always felt a little weird about He Bailing, as if this person was not like the He Bailing he knew at all.

After all, she gave him a much better impression than before.

Xiao Qin suppressed the vague guesses in his heart, and discussed with Han Nansong some doubts about the details.

"When I was healing you, I didn't find anything in you that can control your mind." The previous senior brother was more like a statement, and it is still difficult for Xiao Qin to call "senior brother" one by one now.

Just like in the past, he deliberately blurred the question of address.

Fortunately, Han Nansong was not aware of this problem, and his mind was on what Xiao Qin said: "I almost turned my sea of ​​consciousness upside down, but I didn't find any trace." There was something subtle in his words bitterness.

Xiao Qin said: "Perhaps we can only let the elders in the door see."

Han Nansong sighed, "Yes."

It's just that he is not reconciled to not being able to kill those who put him in such an unjust place.

In case, he can't see the clues by then, will he still have a chance to kill them?

Maybe not.

Thousands of thoughts surged in his mind, and Xiao Qin changed the subject in a timely manner: "Do you have any guesses about when you plotted against me?"

Han Nansong said slowly: "Perhaps, it was that time." In the secret environment of the empty mountain.

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The fragments of the Secret Realm are almost completely collapsed.

The space that has not yet collapsed is getting smaller and smaller, and has been shrinking into a cube less than four meters in size. It will collapse completely in a short while, and the two of them will turn into nothingness at that time.

The distance between the two of them was less than an arm, and they were about to touch their bodies at the edge of the space, and when the fragments of the secret realm were about to completely collapse, they moved together.

The fragments of the secret realm are inherently connected to the real world, and do not exist completely in nothingness.

Its connection with reality is not the only one, but the entrance of secret fragments is the largest, most easily found and most stable point.

The other connections are too hidden and too fragile to be captured with their cultivation, but at the last moment when the rules of space shattering appear, they may see those hidden connection points again.

This is their last chance.

Life and death are only a moment.

Sword, unsheathed.

Xiao Qin and Han Nansong were never people who would sit still and wait until the last moment. No one would give up hope until the last moment. Even if it was the last moment, these two extremely stubborn people would never give up.

Their previous reconciliation was not a sympathy for each other at the end of the road, but a frank treatment under a desperate situation. It was not a life-and-death enemy, but a momentary dispute between teenagers. Face up to your own heart.

Hate each other?

No.

Do you identify with each other?

Yes.

Appreciate each other?

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Yes.

They are similar in some ways, and sometimes, looking at each other is like looking at another self.The other party's bottom line and principles are almost their own bottom line and principles.

But they are different individuals, with different emotions and temperaments.

But equally firm.

The two swords merged into one.

Those are two sword stances from different affiliations, with different sword intents. The sword intents that were supposed to be mutually exclusive and competed with each other, but with the intentional cooperation of their respective masters, they merged together incomparably, forming a harmonious and shocking sword. sword intent.

There is me in you, and you in me, entangled with each other, complementing and cooperating with each other, and finally formed a circle, a circle with both a starting point and an ending point, which seems to have the meaning of endless life and endless reincarnation.

The sword light is like lightning, like a long rainbow, running through the entire space, and there seems to be a moment of silence in this shattering space.

The sharp sword intent carried boundless vastness, unstoppably split the edge of the space, broke open the gap, and revealed the looming connection channel in the nothingness.

Between life and death, in the realm of nothingness, a sword can be achieved.