i don't like brother

After learning the news that Xiao Qin was looking for him, Master Lingfeng came quickly, and after some conversation, he directly took Xiao Qin and the senior brother who came with him away.

Xiao Qin mentioned the reason to Chu Yun and the others before leaving - because this senior brother was injured in the previous experience, and Master Lingfeng brought him along to heal his injuries.

There is nothing wrong with this reason. Neither Chu Yun nor Liu Xiuyun thought that Xiao Qin was lying, but Chu Yun always had an incredible guess in his heart—that person, could it be Han Nansong?

She definitely doesn't know any of the inner disciples of Nanxiaomen's generation, and there are no golden core disciples among the outer disciples.

On the way to Lingyaomen, there was Liu Xiuyun who couldn't stay idle, so it was impossible for him not to talk all the way. Although that senior brother didn't talk much at first, it wasn't the kind that was so cold that people would hesitate to even touch it. On the contrary, although he doesn't talk much, he speaks with a certain degree of advance and retreat, and he is very convincing when getting along with him, giving Chu Yun a vaguely familiar feeling.

But seeing how Xiao Qin got along with him, and Xiao Qin still called him senior brother, Chu Yun was a little unsure. How could the relationship between the two of them be so good?How could it be possible for them to meet without making a fuss?But Xiao Qin's way of getting along with that person is not to mention how harmonious it is, it is said that they are old friends, confidants and best friends for many years, and there is no problem at all.

So it's still not...

Maybe it was a disciple of the previous generation.

At the same time, at the cave of Lingfeng Daoist.

"Are you... Nan Song?" Master Lingfeng said uncertainly after laying out formations to isolate perception.

"You..." Master Lingfeng wanted to say something, but stopped talking, and sighed, "You child, how did you make yourself like this?"

Of course, she noticed that Han Nansong was about to advance, but what made her more concerned was Han Nansong's vacant and unstable aura at this time, which was a sign of a serious injury that had not healed.

Han Nansong was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

He still couldn't answer her sheer concern.

No matter how he fell into this embarrassing situation of being seriously injured, or the unrighteous situation spurned by thousands of people at this time, he didn't know how to explain it.

Fortunately, Master Lingfeng didn't intend for him to answer, she said this half complaining and half heartbroken, then turned to Xiao Qin and said, "Are you Qing Ming's disciple Xiao Qin?"

Although she was asking a question, there were not many questions in her tone, she obviously knew about Xiao Qin, and without waiting for Xiao Qin to answer, she said again: "That old kid Qing Ming was looking for someone to show off that he has acquired a talent for hard work A smart and good apprentice, I don't know how many people envy him, but today I saw it, and it really is."

Xiao Qin didn't know that Daoist Qingming was showing off his apprentice everywhere, he was ashamed and helpless, and said: "The Daoist is absurd."

Master Lingfeng's eyes curled up, he was obviously very satisfied with Xiao Qin, and said: "Don't be modest, I will know that Master Qingming is right and he is a good boy just by looking at you."

"Let me check it out for you first. I don't know what is so powerful. The people of the Crying Blood Sect are really hateful." Master Lingfeng said to Han Nansong. When she said this, she frowned and was a little angry.

She didn't doubt the words of Han Nansong and Xiao Qin at all, and directly confirmed their conjectures.

"...This is just speculation, and there is no evidence to prove that they did it."

"You child, I watched you grow up, I don't know what you are like? Besides, why do you need to do this?"

"But those things were really done by me..."

Han Nansong fell silent under her stare.

Like Master Qingyu, Master Lingfeng also regards Han Nansong as his apprentice, and doesn't believe that he will really betray his teacher at all, let alone his current self-loathing appearance.

She sighed: "I know you feel uncomfortable, even if it is a trick of the Crying Blood Sect, it was done by your hands, those people are all your fellow disciples, how can you feel comfortable."

"But you are also a victim, and there is no reason to blame the victim, only the viciousness of the perpetrator." She sighed again, "I know you are thinking that you are also the perpetrator, but how can you be blamed? The real murderers are only those behind the scenes."

"I know you feel bad, even if the real murderer is not you, but you did all of this, they are really ruthless, in this way, even if the truth comes to light, some people may still blame you or even hate you , But what can we do? They are not wrong, and you are not wrong, the people who are really wrong are behind the scenes, but you are the ones who are suffering because of this."

Han Nansong was silent, it can be said that Master Lingfeng touched his heart.

He frowned, seeming to be smiling wryly.

"Brother." Xiao Qin suddenly called him.

Han Nansong looked at him.

"The real person is right. I hope you understand that the person behind the scenes should be hated, not yourself."

"Even without you, if they want to do it, they will find someone else. Of course, this is not an excuse to shirk responsibility, nor can it erase everything in the past, but I still want you not to suffer from this. I know, it is very Difficult, but I..." Xiao Qin paused, and his words became, "I have always known how strong and firm your determination to guard Nanxiaomen is. Those disciples who are guarded by you, How can I not know your painstaking efforts?"

Xiao Qin raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were full of stars.

Han Nansong was startled.

Xiao Qin said again: "What's more, what we have heard all along the way is that we are hurting our fellow disciples, not killing them, right?"

"Does this mean that everything is not so irreparable? There are still so many people waiting for you and looking forward to you, don't you?" He stared at him, "It will definitely get better, and you too."

Never again, like it used to be.

Promise me, okay?

It seems that a sigh traveled through time and space, and landed on Xiao Qin's heart. Those extremely sour pains that spanned time and space turned into a densely entangled net, hooped around Xiao Qin's heart, and then ruthlessly strangled in, cut the heart, embedded it, day by day Day after day without end.

Han Nansong's heart was suffocated by his gaze. At that moment, seeing Xiao Qin's gaze, his first reaction was panic. When he saw Xiao Qin with such an expression, his heart had already shrunk into a ball, as if Not even blood can flow.

The second reaction was to nod, such a Xiao Qin made him unable to bear to refuse any of his wishes.

After Han Nansong nodded, Xiao Qin smiled. His eyebrows and eyes were in full bloom. It seemed that in an instant, the spring water suddenly opened, the cave was full of waves, and a tree of flowers bloomed in the broken sky.

There was a sparkle in Xiao Qin's eyes, and Han Nansong felt his heart melt into water in the ripple.

Master Lingfeng looked at the interaction between the two senior brothers with relief, and after a while, he smiled and said: "It seems that the consolation of the younger brother is more useful than us elders. In this case, I am relieved. Come here now, I will give Look at what's on you."

Han Nansong did as he said.

After a while, Master Lingfeng hesitated and said: "I found something weird in your sea of ​​consciousness, but I'm not sure what it is, maybe I'm going to ask the elder to take a look for you, what do you think?"

Han Nansong said: "But it depends on real people."

"In that case, you all come with me."

Master Lingfeng led the way, and the two followed.

Not long after, they came to a mountain peak, surrounded by mountains, standing beside it like stars arching the moon, looking from a distance, the mountain top was surrounded by clouds, and the sea of ​​clouds was churning. Several people stood below and couldn't see the top of the mountain at a glance. I saw only layers of clouds and waves.

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I think it is really necessary to write outline and setting.

It’s so painful to have ideas, it’s going to be crazy if you don’t have ideas (from the painful awareness of a lazy author)