I became the vicious senior brother of the younger brother Baiqihehei

There were only two people standing in the changing room.The hot air from the pool squeezed out from the crack of the side door, and the smoke was lingering.

Shen Xingcong Mingming had just taken a bath, but at this moment he felt a chill, and his mouth was dry.He licked his lips: "Your injury..."

"hurt?"

Xiao Lin looked down at himself, and said indifferently, "Oh, don't worry, brother, I didn't let others see."

Shen Xingcong: "..."

No, he didn't mean to ask that.

He wanted to know where such a terrible injury came from.

……

Is the original owner.

Shen Xingcong actually knew the answer.No matter from Xiao Lin's answer or from the plot of the original novel, these injuries can only be caused by the original owner.

He always knew that Xiao Lin was being bullied secretly, and he was even happy to see it succeed.Because this person will become a big devil who kills innocent people indiscriminately in the future, even if he dies, it would not be a pity.

But he thought that the original owner had at most left some trauma on this person, which would disappear within a few days.After all, Xiao Lin looked very healthy, and there were no wounds on his face or hands.

So the original owner took the initiative to avoid it?In order not to be discovered, deliberately find a place to cover the body with clothes?

And the injuries he caused right now will definitely not heal in a few days.

The original owner not only punched and kicked, but also used sticks, long whips, and even a soldering iron.The long-term and continuous "bullying" caused new injuries before the last injury healed.

This is not "beating", but "abuse", which is almost perverted malicious venting.

Shen Xingcong was not unclear.It is indeed described in the original book: Xiao Lin has been abused for a long time.

But these few descriptive words failed to make him empathize.Especially thinking of this person's insanity in the future, I feel that these "bullying" are nothing.

Until now, this person stood before his eyes alive.

The boy in front of him was only twelve or thirteen years old, and his height did not reach his shoulders.If it is in reality, it is just a child who has just entered junior high school.

The incomparably terrifying scars clearly spread all over his body, deeply engraved in Shen Xingcong's eyes.

The nerves in the eyes seemed to be burned.

"Brother, can I go in?"

Hearing the question, Shen Xingcong suddenly recovered.Only then did he realize that he was still holding Xiao Lin's arm.

"You, you go."

He let go.

Xiao Lin didn't say much, turned around and entered the room.Shen Xingcong was left standing outside alone.

Shen Xingcong was still in a daze.Or thinking.

He began to think about what he was going to do after this.

Originally, they planned to take Xiao Lin away and kill him secretly.But thinking about it now, it was murder.

He hasn't even killed a chick since he was born, can he really do it?

Obviously, just seeing the wound on the person's body, his heart started to twitch.

Shen Xingcong stood where he was, the wet water on his hair kept falling.

Then, he finally realized that - he is now in a world of cultivation/cultivation that is in dire straits.What you are facing is a real person.

This is not fiction.

It's not a one-knife 999 game.

In the dead of night.Except for the occasional footsteps of patrol disciples and lights passing by, there is no other sound.

Shen Xingcong lay on the couch looking at the ceiling, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Since "killing" is not enough, what else can he do in order to avoid the most tragic ending in the future?

If Xiao Lin is like some villains, he is only psychopathic because of his childhood circumstances.Then he might be able to think of some ways to rein in the precipice.

But that guy is pure psychopath.If this road worked, Mu Xiaorou would not have ended up in such a miserable situation.

Shen Xingcong sighed lightly.

From this point of view, there is probably only one way left.

——Prevent Xiao Lin from repairing his spiritual roots.

As long as he remains in this semi-disabled state, even if he wants to cause trouble in the future, he will be powerless.

Shen Xingcong remembered that the opportunity for Xiao Lin to restore his spiritual root was the inner sect selection.Therefore, he must prevent this person from participating.

Turned over to face the opposite side.The man seemed to be in a deep sleep, with his body covered by a thin quilt and his eyes closed.Slight breathing can be faintly heard.

Listening to that voice, Shen Xingcong gradually became sleepy and fell asleep in a daze.

At last the night was completely still.

The other person on the couch opened his eyes.

In the dimly lit house, the pitch-black eyes became deeper and deeper, bottomless.

It went on for half a month.

Since Xiao Lin didn't ask about the topic, Shen Xingcong naturally wouldn't take the initiative to mention it.

Of course, he wasn't so optimistic that he thought the other party would forget.After all, it is related to the damage of the spiritual root, so it is impossible not to care.

It was too aggressive when I first arrived.

After all, the first time he saw the villain who was itching with hatred in front of him, he wished he could send him off immediately.Although calm down now.But if he said that kind of thing that day, I am afraid that the other party has already become wary.

Worth mentioning.As long as Xiao Lin is not allowed to restore his spiritual root, everything will be turned around.

The noon sun burns people's backs.Shen Xingcong worked for a long time, and finally finished raining on Lingtian.

Cooking lingtian is the daily homework of Group D.Usually the original owner would push the work to Xiao Lin, but Shen Xingcong was not so cheeky.Recently, I have come here by myself.

Regarding this change, Xiao Lin didn't say much.

The man had no interest in other people in the first place.

On the contrary, the group of people headed by Yu Mi found that he was no longer as usual after skipping work, and often came here to show eccentricities, thinking that he was acting deliberately for the purpose of selecting a quota.

Shen Xingcong couldn't help feeling that the outer disciples were quite free.

The selection of the inner sect is approaching, and Xiaoyao Sect specially added an extra public lecture.

Rare teaching opportunities, every class is overcrowded.Shen Xingcong remembered that Xiao Lin got the chance to participate in the selection because he met someone in this class.

Otherwise, with Xiao Lin's first level of Qi training, there would be no quota.

But that "noble man" is probably just a tool man, and has no role in the book.Shen Xingcong can't remember his name.Just in case, he specially asked Xiao Lin to wait for him, and wanted to attend the lecture together.

"Brother wants to go with me?" Xiao Lin wondered.

Shen Xingcong nodded.

Xiao Lin didn't know what to think of, and said in a low voice: "...do you even have to follow the class now?"

Although the volume was low, it reached Shen Xingcong's ears clearly.

Shen Xingcong didn't change his face and his heart beat: "After all, you are my junior brother, so of course I need to take care of you."

Xiao Lin smiled and said nothing more.

After about an hour, the two went out together.

Obviously some time has been advanced, but when we arrived, we found that the huge classroom was already overcrowded.Everywhere you look, there are disciples of earth-colored commoners.

It was not the purpose of Shen Xingcong to attend the lectures, the main purpose was to prevent Xiao Lin from getting in touch with the "noble man" who didn't know his name, so he picked a seat at random and sat down.

The students in the classroom were extremely excited.

"I heard that Mr. Lan Jin is teaching today."

"I haven't seen him for a long time. The last time I taught was a year ago, and my memory is still fresh."

"What?" asked the disciple who had just started, "Is that gentleman very powerful. I saw that there were not so many people in the elder's class last time."

"That's not a question of whether it's powerful or not." One person laughed, "It's... pleasing to the eye."

"!? Could it be that she is a great beauty?"

"Yeah, in my opinion, I'm afraid she's prettier than many female cultivators."

At this time, the disciples who had never met Lan Jin felt anticipation in their hearts.

"It's disgusting, what is beautiful, beautiful."

Suddenly, a discordant sound came in, with some sarcasm.

"Isn't it just a woman's face? She also speaks softly, not at all manly."

Shen Xingcong was a little familiar with the tone, and when he looked up, it was indeed Yu Mi.

"You, how can you say that!" A disciple blushed and retorted thickly, "Mr. is highly respected..."

"Is it important or not?" Yu Mi interrupted with a sneer, "Don't you just see him as good-looking. Isn't it true that our female disciples from the outer sect are so ugly? We have to let you find a sense of presence in men?"

"You, you—" the disciple was too angry to speak.

Yu Mi entered the door earlier, with a high seniority, and he is a celebrity in front of the manager, so many people dare not offend.Not to mention that the few who usually followed Yu Mi were also there, the small group sang together, and the rest of the disciples dared not speak.

"It's just a compliment on someone's appearance. What's the difference between a man and a woman?" A male voice came slowly, "Could it be that you are jealous of others? Even if no one praises you, don't be so angry."

Yu Mi's face turned dark when he heard this, and he stared over: "Shen Xingcong! Why are you everywhere!"

Shen Xingcong: "It's a rare public lecture, of course I have to come."

"Hmph, you know it's a lecture." Yu Mi said sadly, "As a fellow student, I'm just ashamed of these people. I'm so infatuated with a man."

Shen Xingcong: "Female monks are enough?"

Yu Mi was taken aback: "What?"

"If you were a female cultivator, wouldn't you feel ashamed, and even be mesmerized together?"

Yu Mi jumped up against the case: "Shen Xingcong, be careful what you say!"

Seeing that the dispute was getting louder, the rest of the disciples were worried about causing trouble, so they stepped forward one after another to separate the two of them.

Shen Xingcong looked at the man through the crowd: "Yu Mi, have you heard a word?"

Yu Mi's face was stinky: "Talk?"

Shen Xingcong folded his arms: "Homophobia is a closet."