Only senior brother is amazing

Lu Xingze felt that He Bei was suffocating, but he hesitated to speak.

He Bei took some healing pills and sleeping pills from Lu Xingze and was about to leave. Lu Xingze left him for dinner but he refused. If it was the past, he would have readily agreed.

He Bei left the Purple Bamboo Forest, and first went to the peak of Hefeng to pick two beautiful bunches of freesia.It was evening at this time, and the pure white freesia flower was illuminated with a warm luster by the orange-red sunset. He Bei held the flower branch in his palm, sweated, and rushed back to Lanzhu before sunset.

Some things are etched in the bones.

For example, He Bei could obviously walk through the door, but he had to jump over the wall.

He skillfully jumped onto the wall, climbed up the phoenix language tree that witnessed his two lives, leaped over a few thick branches, and leaped towards the ground, trembling the phoenix language flowers to the ground.

He went straight to the small kitchen where the smoke was billowing overhead.

Brother should be cooking in the small kitchen at this time.

He knew that no matter whether he came back to eat or not, the senior brother would do his part well.

He used to be ignorant, and when he was this age, he would always come back after midnight.When he comes back, he will have a drunken meal first, wake up Xie Juan, and pester him to cook noodles for him.

He Bei pinned Freesia to his belt with a silver buckle, peeking through the half-closed door.

Xie Juan was wearing an apron in front of the stove, his black hair was pulled up high by a cloud-white headband, revealing the jade-colored nape of his neck.He lifted the lid of the pot, a puff of white steam rose up, Xie Juan frowned and took a step back, the tips of his earlobes were burnt pink.

Seeing this scene, He Bei felt a sour warmth in his heart.Xie Juan has played many roles in his life, he just treats it as a daily meal, like that pot of white porridge, he drinks it every day, once he gets used to it, he no longer cherishes it.

"Brother."

He Bei called out.

Xie Juan paused when he heard that, but he didn't look back.He didn't intend to talk to He Bei. What He Bei did during the day was too outrageous. He still can't forget it. The picture of him kissing him has been lingering in his mind, like a nightmare. still.

Why doesn't he learn well as a younger brother?Xie Juan was a little helpless, a little angry, and a little bit self-blaming. Perhaps she had neglected to care and discipline him in the past few months, which made her do it so indulgently. He was the one who went crazy and kissed Elder Xu Tang the day after tomorrow. What if he kissed Elder Xu Tang the day after tomorrow?

Elder Xu Tang was so angry that he cut off his meridians.

Xie Juan took out four bowls from the side cabinet, rinsed them with clean water before starting to serve porridge.

"Brother, let me help you."

He Bei licked his smiling face to pick up the bowl in Xie Juan's hand, but was pushed away by Xie Juan's elbow.

"Brother, this porridge smells delicious."

He Bei posted it shamelessly again.

Xie Juan snorted coldly with his phoenix eyes down, and continued to serve porridge.After filling it up, he went out with a bowl in one hand, without even looking at He Bei.

He Bei consciously picked up the other two bowls of porridge, and followed Xie Juan to the courtyard, just in time to meet Qi Nian who was returning from practicing sword.

Seeing Xie Juan's eyes brighten up, Qi Nian greeted happily: "Senior brother!"

He Bei put down the porridge, his different pupils were blurred by the steam from the porridge.He raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said with a teasing smile: "I am also your senior brother, why don't you say hello to me."

Qi Nian gave He Bei an unfriendly look.He Bei knew all about Yao Jing's injury in Jianzhuang, and Qi Nian felt ashamed to death.

Xie Juan bowed his head and waved the chopsticks and spoons: "Okay, wash your hands and eat, Niannian, go and bring the buns and dishes from the kitchen."

Qi Nian happily replied, "Okay."

He Bei didn't wash his hands, but went back to bed first.

He found an empty celadon, filled it with the clear spring hanging on the wall outside the door, inserted the two fragrant freesia flowers in it, and placed it on Xie Juan's desk.

It was still cold in early spring and March, and it was very cold at night.He Bei set up the six-legged copper stove between his and Xie Juan's beds ahead of time, and threw a night incense pill into it, which can help sleep.The Wanxiang Wan was discussed with Lu Xingze in Zhuyuan today, it is Xie Juan's favorite freesia flower flavor.

He knew that Xie Juan couldn't sleep well these few days due to the anxiety of preparing for the Zhenwu Conference. He Bei had never cared about Xie Juan before, but Xie Juan would always wake up in the middle of the night to tuck the quilt for him who was not sleeping well. Caring takes for granted.

He Bei arranged everything before returning to the dinner table.

Xie Juan and Qi Nian were waiting for him with dark faces. According to the rules of the teacher's school, they are not allowed to move the dishes if they are not in line.

He Bei hurriedly sat down, picked up a steamed stuffed bun, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "I'm sorry, I have a sudden urgency to urinate."

Qi Nian looked at He Bei with disdain.

Xie Juan scooped up a spoonful of white porridge expressionlessly, put it near his mouth and blew it carefully before sending it into his mouth.

He Bei didn't expect that from his last life to the present, he hadn't eaten Xie Juan Bao's buns for ten years.The skin is thin and full of pits, fat and thin, and it contains rich, salty and sweet juice. He burst into tears when he swallowed it: "Brother, the steamed stuffed bun is delicious."

Xie Juan lowered his eyes and concentrated on eating.

Xie Juan is a vegetarian, but this bastard, He Bei, loves meat. Every time he handles meat, he has to cover his mouth and nose with a gauze, and he will retch if he smells the slightest smell.

"Brother, can you accompany me to practice swords after dinner?"

When He Bei said this, Qi Nian and Xie Juan were both stunned.

Xie Juan gave a pause for picking up the vegetables, and his clear pupils shone slightly.

Qi Nian stuffed his mouthful of buns and forgot to chew.

He Bei saying this kind of words is equivalent to the sunrise in the west, a sow climbing a tree, or Elder Xu is no longer afraid of his wife, this kind of rarity.

Xie Juan kept his face turned cold, and said coldly, "Even if you practice sword tonight, you are still not allowed to go down the mountain the day after tomorrow."

"puff."

It turned out that Xie Juan thought that He Bei was pretending to be good so that he could go down the mountain to have fun at the Flower God Festival the day after tomorrow.

"Brother, I just want to practice sword, not just tonight. It will be like this every night in the future."

He Bei explained seriously, from Xie Juan's ears, maybe the other party just farted.

He Bei is a gifted prodigy, but he is lazy by nature, and only willing to take a step forward after being slapped in the face.No matter how good the talent is, if you don't work hard, it will become a waste in the mouth of others over time.In the previous life, when He Bei was 17 years old, all he could think about was the world of flowers and flowers under the mountain, rich and charming. He thought that people still have a long time to live in this world, so why should they dedicate themselves to practicing kung fu?Is it because the wine is not fragrant or the young lady on West Sixth Street is not good-looking.Some people can't practice a single sword manual in their whole life, but he has already mastered several books, enough is enough.

It wasn't until later, when Fengyu Jianzhuang was slaughtered and all his relatives and friends died, that he gradually realized that he was the blood of Jianzhuang, not an idler raised by Jianzhuang.If he had worked harder when he was young, his meridians would not have been cut off by the enemy, and he could only suffer a hundred times to avenge his blood hatred by practicing evil kung fu.

The moment he accepted his rebirth, He Bei vowed to sharpen his sword for ten years, cut off the waist of the cloud, and kill the enemy.

Xie Juan saw that He Bei suddenly went into a daze, as if his soul had been ripped apart, he tapped the eaves of He Bei's bowl with his chopsticks, only then did He Bei recover from it.

He took a deep look at Xie Juan.The strong emotion in this glance is like the surface of the sea with dark tides, and a giant dragon or sea monster is dormant under the surface of the sea.

Xie Juan froze for a moment, his eyes were light in color, a faint golden brown, like amber and quicksand, always containing a pure micro luster, as if being moistened by sweet springs, He Bei couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he looked at it. cherish.

Xie Juan frowned and urged him: "Eat quickly, don't you want to practice swords?"

"it is good."

He Bei smiled, stuffed half of the bun in his hand into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging like a little hamster.

Xie Juan felt that He Bei had a magical feature. One second you thought he was a goddamn bastard, but the next second you thought he was just a heartless brat.

After dinner, He Bei and Qi Nian rushed to wash the dishes. In the past, He Bei was too lazy to do the washing and tried to push it to Qi Nian, saying that his stomach hurts and his hands were broken. There are various reasons without repetition. Now, he really has A bit like a prodigal son returning to the golden basin to wash his hands.

"Senior brother, you haven't rinsed off the scum."

"Brother, you still have such a good idea!"

Qi Nian tried his best to stop it, until there was a "pop", and He Bei missed and smashed one.

"Hey, mistake."

He Bei felt that the kitchen was not suitable for him.There are many ways to please Xie Juan, and he didn't like this one, so he left the small kitchen under Qi Nian's eyes.

"Brother, I'm going to practice swords, wash it well every year, be good."

Qi Nian thought to himself, besides being good-looking, what other skills does his senior brother have? Success is not enough to fail. Fengyu Jianzhuang's number one dude, if not for his father being the Southwest Sword Master Pei An, he would have been killed by Jianzhuang a long time ago. Disciples jointly wrote a letter to expel him.

The crescent moon hangs on the branches, and the evening wind is indifferent.

Hewang Peak is the highest mountain in Fengyu Jianzhuang. Standing on this peak, it has the majestic meaning of standing on the top of the clouds. You can pick up the stars with your hands and step on the clouds. A little bit of Songzhou City.

Holding the Yanshan sword in his hand, He Bei twirled his body lightly, cutting off the gust of wind with one sword, the crimson phoenix language flowers were shaken down by the sword energy passing vertically and horizontally, his movement was like a shadow charm, and the silver light of the snow blade wiped the ink away. The night shreds.

In his last life, he practiced the Ten Absolute Swordsmanship taught by his father Pei An.

He Bei's father, Pei An, is the sword master of the Southwest. He has no rivals among the swordsmen in the world with his ten absolute swordsmanship.Known as the first master of kendo.

This sword technique is incomparably domineering, strange and ruthless, and there is no routine at all in the battle, making it impossible for the enemy to break through.There are ten absolute realms in total, and if one can reach the tenth absolute realm, one can ignore any sword technique.

It's a pity that He Bei didn't understand it with his heart. In his last life, at his age, he could only practice at the third level before claiming to be in a bottleneck period, and he didn't plan to bother to break through.

Until he was 25 years old, Fengyu Jianzhuang was bloodbathed by the Tiandimeng, and he only practiced to the fourth skill.

In the dark night, He Bei clenched the hilt of his sword and no longer concealed the hatred in his eyes. He hated the Alliance of Heaven and Earth, and even more hated himself.I hate myself for being young and ignorant of the preciousness of time and money, for wasting and squandering, and for not being able to protect my loved ones and friends.He Bei, whose meridians were severed, could only spend ten years practicing evil skills to stir up a bloodbath and reshuffle and reverse the martial arts forces.

He Bei began to concentrate on sword practice without sparing any energy.

Not far away, a cold figure was looking at the earnest young man wielding the Gale Sword.

Xie Juan thought that He Bei's sword practice was just a casual talk, and even though he was surprised after witnessing it with his own eyes, he still felt a little relieved in his heart.He raised Shen Xuejian and jumped up lightly, flying towards He Bei.

"Brother."

He Bei looked at Xie Juan, who was dressed in white under the moon, with joy in his eyes.

Xie Juan unsheathed Cheng Xuexue's sword, and pointed at He Bei: "When did you learn these tricks?"

In Xie Juan's impression, what He Bei practiced was the moves in the middle-level sword manual Canglang Swordsmanship.He just saw that his performance was not perfect, but he was able to go through it completely, which really surprised him.

Could it be that he wandered around until midnight every day to secretly practice his sword?

The Canglang swordsmanship is the basic swordsmanship of the Ten Absolute Swordsmanship, and the two can communicate with each other. In the last life, the 17-year-old He Bei was unable to break through the third one. Later, he unintentionally practiced the Canglang Swordsmanship and was able to break through .Back at the age of 17, the Canglang swordsmanship has long been memorized by him.

"Brother, can you practice with me?"

In the dark night, He Bei's emerald pupils reflected the moonlight and shone with light, like the surface of a lake warmed up at the dawn of spring, making Xie Juan's heart feel as if something had brushed over it.

"Ah."

Xie Juan and He Bei confronted each other.Facing Xie Juan's attack, He Bei never retreated, using his sword sharply and decisively.Xie Juan gradually strengthened his offensive, but He Bei also made rapid progress. Although he couldn't get close to Xie Juan, he was able to catch Xie Juan's offensive moves.

Xie Juan's attacks were fiercer and fiercer than the last. Xie Juan's swordsmanship seemed elegant and elegant, as if chasing clouds lightly, but it didn't leave any room for He Bei.When he felt that He Bei was getting more and more difficult to deal with, he decided to stop.

"Brother, it's amazing."

He Bei praised him, and came behind Xie Juan for some reason.

"Brother, your hair tie is loose."

"I'll hold you tight."

He Bei's hand touched Xie Juan's headband boldly, and his chest deliberately rubbed against Xie Juan's back. The distance between the two was so close that as long as he inhaled slightly, he could clearly smell the fragrance of Xie Juan's hair.

Two slender jade fingers twisted Xie Juan's headband and gently pulled it, Xie Juan's black hair suddenly loosened and fell down on his shoulders.

"Brother, I'm sorry, my hands are shaking."

After He Bei apologized, he smiled triumphantly, his eyes flickering.

Xie Juan glared at He Bei sideways: "I'm clumsy, I'll do it myself."

After finishing speaking, he went to get the hair band from He Bei's hand. He Bei hid his hand and said with a smile, "Senior Brother, you were the one who combed my hair when I was young. This time, I will comb my senior brother too, okay?"

He Bei's eyes were earnest, Xie Juan hesitated to speak, and he turned around and hummed lightly.

I don't know what He Bei can comb out for him.

He Bei inserted his five fingers into Xie Juan's hair and combed it slowly. Xie Juan's body stood stiffly, with a cautious expression, and the scalp that was brushed by his fingertips even felt a little numb.

He Bei scooped up a handful of hair, and the cloud-white headband was wrapped around by his nimble fingertips a few times, and finally tied into a very beautiful knot.

He hung the rest of his hair on Xie Juan's chest, and deliberately brushed Xie Juan's slender neck with his fingertips, causing Xie Juan's body to tremble.

Xie Juan's skin is very sensitive, even a slight swipe will leave red marks.He frowned and turned around: "Why don't you tie them all up."

He Bei smiled slightly: "Brother looks so good-looking."

The breeze blew up Xie's tired hair, and the beautiful face was coated with a layer of luster by the moonlight. He was as bright as the moon in the sky, and as pure as the snow on the top of Kunlun Mountain.He Bei sighed silently in his heart, his senior brother is the most beautiful in the world.

Xie Juan was a little uncomfortable seeing He Bei's scorching eyes, he said suspiciously: "This will look good? Like..."

Like the artistes on West Sixth Street in Songzhou City.

He Bei likes to hang out on West Sixth Street, no wonder he likes this hairstyle.

Thinking of this, Xie Juan seemed to be blocked by something, he decisively pulled off the hair tie that He Bei tied for him, and roughly tied it again himself, this time pulling it all up.

He walked back silently, ignoring He Bei.

He Bei froze for a moment, he didn't know why Xie Juan was angry, he tied his hair like this because Xie Juan combed his hair just like this on the wedding night.He has selfishness, so he restored it a bit.

"Brother, you look good no matter what!"

He Bei quickly chased after him, he was a little impatient seeing Xie Juan's cold and displeased attitude.

Xie Juan ignored him.

"Brother, Xiaobei is the first time combing someone's hair, so he has no experience."

He Bei moved closer to Xie Juan's side.

Xie Juan gave him a suspicious look.

"Really. Brother, any hair you wear looks good, and my brother looks the best."

He Bei's smiling eyes were pure and sincere, and his expression of sweating profusely and anxious to explain made Xie Juan's frozen complexion a bit more relaxed.

Xie Juan deliberately kept a distance from He Bei, and his phoenix eyes raised slightly: "What's the use of looking good? Also, stay away from me, you smell very sweaty."

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