i don't like brother

After Han Nansong finished describing what happened in the ruins, Bai Lang frowned and said, "What's the idea of ​​that old monster from the Crying Blood Sect? Could it be that he wants to seize the house?"

According to the information on the jade slip and what Han Nansong said, this is the most likely reason.

"I'm afraid so." Xiao Qin had ice blades in his eyes, and his face was gloomy.

"But why would he want to take over Nansong as a cultivator?" Bai Lang wondered, "No matter how incomparable Nan Song's talent is, shouldn't he be coveted by a cultivator like him?"

"It took him a lot of effort to hide the tribulation from everyone, how could he give up his cultivation?"

Prior to this, there had been no cultivators in the cultivation world for many years, and it was unknown when he broke through this bottleneck. Before he was exposed, no one knew that the ancestor of the Weeping Blood Sect It is also because of this reason that Nanxiaomen's resident is so passive, otherwise there are so many Huanxu cultivators at the top of Qingyuan, how can they not spare their hands to support Nanxiaomen.

If it weren't for the fairy artifact from the top of Qingyuan that happened to be born at this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Perhaps he is not a real cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Period." Xiao Qin said suddenly.

"How do you say that?" Bai Lang seemed to have some understanding.

"If some monks really step into the tribulation and break the shackles of the cultivation world for thousands of years, will no one really notice this?"

"It's not so easy to hide the anomalies in the world caused by Mahayana monks crossing the catastrophe, to everyone who is staring at them." Xiao Qin said in a deep voice, "Even if he has done all of these, but from the results, it can be inferred. The house is indeed his most likely goal, and the reason why he wants to seize the house is probably the only possibility that there is something wrong with him."

Han Nansong also said: "I also agree with the words of the younger brother."

"Before entering the Immortal Artifact Secret Realm, I had a face-to-face meeting with him." Han Nansong corrected his wording, "Or, I unilaterally avoided his pursuit."

"I once experienced the miraculousness of the Transitional Tribulation Cultivator in the Vientiane Cave. Although the pressure from the ancestors of the Weeping Blood Cult was great, it still seems to be inferior to the real Transitional Tribulation Cultivator."

"If it's a real monk, I shouldn't be able to hide for so long." Han Nansong still remembers the terrifying feeling of having nowhere to hide and hitting his soul directly in the Vientiane Cave. That kind of chilling fear makes people have no time to think about it, but now that I think about it carefully, there is still a certain difference between the two.

"Did you experience the coercion of the cultivators during the tribulation period in the Vientiane Cave?" Bai Lang said angrily, "It's just nonsense! You are not afraid that your soul will be damaged and your mind will be damaged, and you will lose your faith and courage to move forward after your Dao heart is damaged?!"

Han Nansong didn't expect that Bai Lang's ability to grasp key points would be so good. Looking at his hesitant eyes, Bai Lang couldn't help but get angrier, and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? If you want to say something, just say it!"

Han Nansong was in a dilemma for a while, and said ruthlessly: "Uncle, but you have also been to the Vientiane Cave before to appreciate the coercion of monks during the tribulation period..." After being found out by the head at the time, he still struggled to continue Go there and practice.

Even Bai Lang's cultivation base was lower when he sneaked in than when he went to experience it, so he was discovered but he was not.

Bai Lang blushed, and said, "Didn't your master bring me out?"

"And didn't I realize my mistake later? Did I make another mistake later?" Bai Lang forcefully tried to save his dignity.

Of course I committed it again, and I committed it several times. Each time, after a few seconds, I couldn't stand it and was brought up by the former head. Later, the former head got angry and punished him to sweep the hall for a month. By the way After confiscating all his alcohol, making him cry for a year and vowing never to do it again, the former boss let him go and returned half of his alcohol.

As for where the rest of the half went?Of course, it went into the stomach of the former headmaster. Bai Lang couldn't tell how sad he was when he found out about this, but how could he still spit out the wine that was in the stomach of the former headmaster?In the end, Master Qingyu couldn't stand it anymore and bought him more wine out of his own pocket, so he smiled happily.

But of course Han Nansong couldn't say that, and Bai Lang would really become angry if he said it.

So he said: "The teacher's lesson is that I won't do it again."

Bai Lang was very satisfied with his attitude of admitting his mistake, and quickly turned the matter over.

"Then let's continue talking about what happened just now. I think your guess is very reasonable, so many things will make sense." Bai Lang pretended to analyze for a while, and then found an excuse to go back.

I made a mistake, I didn't expect the head of the sect to be so gossip, and to tell this kind of thing to the younger generation, where does this make his elders lose face?Although Han Nansong didn't say anything, but looking at his eyes, he knew that he knew everything behind.

After I go back, I have to talk to the master, no matter how much I love my apprentice, I can't tell my apprentice everything, right? The master doesn't usually look like such a gossip?Why are you talking about everything?It really screwed him over.

Isn't it just that you are a little younger and you started a little late, so why do you guys remember all the black history so clearly? ! !Can't just remember my heroic deeds?

In fact, Bai Lang really wronged the head of the sect. It really wasn't the head of the sect who told Han Nansong about this matter, but he only knew about it when Elder Qingyan accidentally said something wrong.

After Bai Lang found an excuse to slip away, Xiao Qin didn't go back with Han Nansong immediately, but looked at Han Nansong and said, "Brother, why did you confront the Patriarch of the Crying Blood Sect?"

Han Nansong was silent for a moment, then said helplessly, "Can't you be less sensitive?"

Xiao Qin resolutely refused: "No, when it comes to matters related to senior brother, there are only those who think they are not sensitive enough, not those who think they are too sensitive."

When Xiao Qin said this, Han Nansong could only sigh: "When I was at the top of Qingyuan, I caught a demon cultivator who was doing evil." Using the soul lamp, he learned of the conspiracy of the Weeping Blood Sect.

Knowing this and the expected answer, Xiao Qin said: "So it really is to distract the ancestors of the Weeping Blood Sect, so that those elders who are still empty can rush over."

"Yes."

After Han Nansong realized the danger of the situation, he directly extinguished the sub-soul that could have been extinguished in his mind long ago but had been kept on purpose for various reasons. At that moment, the induction soul lamp between the sub-soul and the main body could not be covered, and it really caused tears The ancestor of the Blood Cult was furious, and dropped everything to rush over to arrest him.

Xiao Qin was at a loss for words. Although he knew the possibility a long time ago, he was still a little angry the second he got the answer, but he couldn't be angry the next second.

Did Han Nansong do this wrong?of course not.Even if it was him, I am afraid he would do the same thing.

Now I can only rejoice that the time when the fairy artifact was born was so coincidental.

Thinking of this, he was afraid for a while, if the time when the fairy artifact was born was one second later...

Xiao Qin could only sigh, grabbed Han Nansong's wrist, and gently poked it in with his spiritual power. Unexpectedly, the more he poked his face, the uglier his face became.

Han Nansong originally wanted to avoid Xiao Qin's hand for a moment when he wanted to grab his wrist, but then immediately stopped his dodging movement, seeing Xiao Qin's complexion getting more and more ugly, he could only mumbled: "Junior brother? "

Xiao Qin didn't speak at first, but after two seconds, he finally couldn't help but sighed softly: "Senior brother."

He looked at Han Nansong with disapproval on his face, his eyes were very resentful, and before he could speak, Han Nansong immediately said, "It won't happen in the future."

Then he said: "Junior brother's medical skills are excellent, I believe this is just a piece of cake for you, junior brother. I will definitely disappear from my stubborn illness in a short time and become more energetic, right?"

Xiao Qin looked at him for a while, then said angrily and helplessly, "Yes."

"Since that's the case, what are you worried about, Junior Brother?" Han Nansong said, "I really believe in Junior Brother's medical skills."

Don't change the subject for me, no matter how much you praise me, I won't get dizzy. Xiao Qin glared at him, but after all he was not willing to say serious things, so he just said sullenly, "Is that why senior brother believes me?"

Get hurt on purpose and let me have a chance to use it?

Han Nansong's eyebrows twitched, and Xiao Qin said, "Then you better not trust me."

Han Nansong's internal wounds and persistent illnesses were everywhere, and Xiao Qin was almost heartbroken to death when he was investigating, but he seemed like a normal person, he didn't take it seriously at all, and even made a joke of Xiao Qin.

He was promoted to the early stage of Nascent Soul ten years ago, and now ten years have passed, and he is still in the early stage of Nascent Soul, without any progress.Xiao Qin's investigation was only preliminary, and he hadn't had time to take a closer look at many places, but the severity of the situation had exceeded his expectations.

But he still affirmed Han Nansong's joking saying that "the stubborn illness disappears immediately, and the spirit is full of energy".

In any case, this is something he will do everything to make sure it will come true.

Hearing what Xiao Qin said, Han Nansong knew that he was a little angry, so he said with a guilty conscience: "Young brother must believe. I don't need to believe in myself, but I have to believe in my younger brother."

Xiao Qin glanced at him and said nothing, Han Nansong took his hand, kissed his fingertips lightly, and said, "My junior brother, don't be angry, okay?"

Xiao Qin suddenly became dizzy again, he didn't know the north, south, east, and west, his heart was soft and sweet, and his heart beat violently. After a long time, he forced his face to collapse and said: "No."

Before he could say "OK", Han Nansong smiled at him and kissed his fingertips again.

"not angry."

Xiao Qin said, his face flushed slightly again.

"I'm not angry," he emphasized. "I've never been angry."

It's not that I changed my mind just because you kissed me, senior brother.

The author has something to say:

I let myself go again yesterday (ashamed of my fingers). In fact, the night before yesterday I thought that I must take advantage of the weekend to collect more manuscripts, but suddenly I was very annoyed. I don’t have anything to write, the more I think about it, the more annoying I get, the more annoying I get, I don’t want to type a word after turning on the computer for a day, but I think about it again today, the big deal is to finish writing and rework, and I don’t feel so annoying when I turn on the computer in the afternoon .

So it really is the weekend syndrome plus you want to take a winter vacation?