Junior brother, stealing the show is risky!

In the first 18 years of her life, Yan Qiuhui had a smooth life.His parents are both teachers, and his educational concepts were considered advanced when he was growing up. His free hobbies and harmonious family atmosphere made many friends envious.In terms of reading, he is not hardworking, but he can basically meet the expectations of his parents.He has been in a key school since he was promoted to junior high school, until finally he was admitted to university and came to the provincial capital city.

He thought he could finally stay away from his parents' sight and spend his youth unscrupulously.Little did they know that something unexpected happened, and after only two months of school, their parents died in an airplane accident while they were traveling together.From then on, he never dared to go back to the hometown that had given him countless warm memories. He would rather stay alone in the city where he was a university student, buy a house and settle down.

It seemed the parents were still there, he just hadn't dialed that number.

And now?Did he leave that place too?Was struck to death by lightning, or an earthquake/earthquake?Why did he wake up so naturally...from this person?

Yan Qiu gripped the door frame tightly with his right hand, full of surprise.He didn't realize that because of his strength, his fingers had pierced five holes in the wooden door frame.

"Yan Qiu, you haven't gone to morning class yet?" Suddenly, a loud voice rang in his ears.

Unexpectedly startled, Yan Qiu turned his head stiffly, only to see a man with a ruddy complexion but a gray beard standing only two steps away from him.He was also wearing the same black and white robe, the only difference was that the neckline was embroidered with gold.

What a weird combination.Judging by his complexion and straight/straight figure, he only looks about 40 or 50 years old.But looking up at his deeply wrinkled brows and shiny white beard, it seems that he is at least [-] years old.And why is such a big man walking quietly?Yan Qiuhui didn't know the identity of the other party, looked up at him and realized that she was not as tall as his chest.

It was still a child's body.

The other party was obviously also looking at him, and said: "Although the brother in charge gave you the freedom to choose, you should still work hard. Talent alone is not enough. If you want to go far on the journey of cultivating immortals, you must Always reflect on yourself..."

The man had a serious face and a slight dissatisfaction in his tone.

"I...I'm not feeling well today..." Yan Qiu recalled that "Shangshen" was originally a novel similar to cultivation, and everyone in it was on their way to immortality, so of course they had to practice.But the author obviously won't waste pen and ink on the content of the early practice, so he is really at a loss.Of course, I didn't dare to say that it's over now, and I was trained to respond only with nah.

Even if he took a step now, he was afraid of revealing his flaws.

Such a submissive attitude surprised the man slightly, he lowered his head to examine his eyes, and said, "Since you feel uncomfortable, take a rest for a day."

Just as he was talking, another person came in from the yard.Yan Qiuhui was about to avoid the sight of the man in front of him, so he naturally cast his gaze over there.

The visitor was obviously from this sect, and he was still wearing the same clothes, with gold embroidered necklines.He also glanced this way, and then walked towards the two of them.

"Senior Brother Lei, are you teaching Xiaoyan again? You are too serious. Since the senior brother has already agreed, you naturally have your own considerations. Xiaoyan, you look so bad, go back and have a good rest! The uncle will try to persuade you Your Uncle Lei's."

The "Senior Brother Lei" in his mouth frowned after hearing his words.

"Junior Brother Wei, you are also responsible for letting Yan Qiu be so indulgent, right? There are many disciples in the sect who are not hardworking, so why does he have to treat him specially?"

Yan Qiu's mind was buzzing, and she didn't know what to say.They still heard "Senior Brother Lei" and "Brother Wei" in their mouths, and their tone was also tit for tat.

Since he was dressed as Yan Qiu, everyone around him should have something to do with him.Senior Brother Lei, Junior Brother Wei, and the master they said...

Suddenly thinking through this link, Yan Qiuhui almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.It seems that he is really cannon fodder, although he doesn't remember the names of the two people in front of him, but when the protagonist was in Xuandong Gate, they were the two guys who came out most often to make soy sauce, except for the big brother Yan Qiu.

"Uncle Wei misunderstood, Uncle Lei just let me go in to rest, and didn't let me go out to practice." Remembering this, Yan Qiu hurriedly pretended to be a little weaker than before, and explained in a low voice.

Ever since they appeared, his head had been aching, and he was almost unable to support it now.According to his vague premonition, if there is nothing to stop them, these two people may be able to argue here for several hours.

Although his voice is not loud, when a cultivator is vigilant, he can even detect subtle fluctuations a few miles away, let alone someone who is right in front of him?

Wei Zongzhan glanced at Lei He, and said, "Unexpectedly, senior brother Lei also became enlightened. If that's the case, everyone agrees, why didn't you say it earlier?"

His exposed temperament, appearance and even the way of speaking are very different from Lei He.To say that Lei He's figure and voice are typical rough men, he is like an ancient scribe, his clothes are not wrinkled, he speaks unhurriedly, and the volume is very appropriate.But every word that comes out can block people to death.

After hearing what he said, Lei He just stared at him, then turned to Yan Qiu and said, "If you get better tomorrow, remember to go to practice early on time, and set a good example for juniors and sisters."

After finishing speaking, Lei He stopped talking and strode away.He came here only to inspect the courtyard where the disciples lived, and then he had to go to the morning practice field to supervise, and it was impossible to delay too much.

Wei Zongzhan watched him go, then looked at Yan Qiu with concern and replied: "Xiao Yan's complexion is not very good, what kind of medicine do you need?"

"No need, thank you Uncle Wei." Yan Qiu turned his forehead into a layer of cold sweat, and half of him leaned against the door.

Wei Zongzhan felt a little strange, but thinking of how cold he was to everyone on weekdays, he quickly pushed aside other thoughts in his mind.

When he also left, Yan Qiuhui finally couldn't hold on any longer, leaned against the door to take a breath, and then walked into the house.With a splitting headache, he really wanted to lie down and take a good rest.

Will he wake up and return to his own world?With this thought in mind, Yan Qiu limped back to the bed and fell down almost immediately.

When those two people were still there just now, he felt as if someone was hypnotizing him in his mind, and his consciousness was blurred and his brain hurt. Subconsciously, he felt that he must go to sleep quickly.

Sure enough, not long after touching the bed, he fell into a deep sleep.It's just that this time the dream was a bit strange. He clearly saw a pair of men and women in ancient costumes sitting in a beautiful hall, with a group of servants behind them, but the expressions on their faces were not quite right.

Why did he have that strong feeling in his heart when they were clearly different from their parents?

The scene in the dream flashed like a camera, and only then did Yan Qiu realize that there was another woman kneeling in front of them.She cried so much that the pear blossoms were in tears, and she opened and closed her mouth, not knowing what to say.A moment later, the man was about to reach out to help him up, but the woman who was sitting rolled over with a whip, almost whipping them both together.

Then there are many messy and unexplainable scenes, some of which are full of dignitaries and decorated with lights, and some of the courtyards are neglected and haggard.The figures intertwined, at first there were only the three adults, and then gradually a little boy and a little girl appeared.And Yan Qiuhui, who seemed to be only in a dream, also felt that he was becoming more and more indifferent, and his mood was impatient, as if...everything in it was a real experience.

In the end, a skyrocketing fire that made him shudder burned everything.The majestic castle was reduced to ashes, and all the people inside disappeared.He was led straight ahead, with only another black figure in front of him.

The scenery became more and more familiar, until someone led him into the yard and told him that this was his future room, and Yan Qiuhui had an epiphany.Then with a light body, he found that he had opened his eyes.

The headache has been relieved a lot, Yan Qiu pinched his forehead back, what happened just now?When he started to recall the dream again, he realized that it was Yan Qiu's real memory!

Although Yan Qiu in "Shangshen" is the elder brother of Xuandongmen and the most talented person among his peers (before the protagonist's power has not been shown), but looking at the whole book, he is so cannon fodder that he can no longer be cannon fodder— —It only appeared at the beginning of the novel, and it can be said to be the protagonist's first stepping stone.The author of such a small role naturally wouldn't bother to help him think about the plot of his life experience, and only mentioned the most important point: he was born in a famous family in Wanxuan City, and he is the eldest son of the family.He was supposed to be the proud son of heaven, but unfortunately his father was ruthless, and later because of his mother's death, he was not welcomed by the second wife.Fortunately, a cultivator with high qualifications in the uncle's family accidentally passed by Wanxuan City, so he was taken away and sent to Xuandong Gate to practice.

Such an understatement also shows his usual aloofness and arrogance towards his fellow apprentices, which fully sets off the pitiful helplessness of the bullied protagonist.

Just thinking of those fragments in his mind just now, Yan Qiuhui was also a little speechless.At this time, the memory of the original owner of the body seems to have completely merged with him, and all the past memories have become the memories he has in his mind now.

This person is simply a poor little guy! ! !His father didn't love him, but his mother was from a famous family and regarded him as an eyeball, but first she was disgusted by her husband and concubine, and then died of illness early, so she couldn't give him any strong protection at all.

So under the cold violence of that family, who can be sunny and amiable?The consequence of the vicious circle is that they are not welcomed by the juniors and sisters even in the sect, and the longer the temper grows, the more gloomy it becomes.

Yan Qiu was about to cry when she came back, how old is she now?He remembered that this little cannon fodder was killed by the protagonist when he was only sixteen or seventeen years old!

He obviously still has a lot of young years in modern times, why did he come here?Save the world and go to the pinnacle of life?This is obviously the task of the protagonist!

You deserve it for laughing at other people's nozuonodie, now it's completely in the rhythm of youcanyouup!