Only senior brother is amazing

He Bei opened his sleepy eyes, his eyes were slack, his mind was dazed, his body was sore, and he lay in a daze for a long time before he gradually came back to his senses.

The surrounding vision was dim, making it difficult for him to tell whether it was day or night.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and a person lifted the veil in front of his bed, and poked into a face he was all too familiar with.

"woke up."

He An's voice made He Bei sober again.

He Bei slowly supported the side of the bed and sat up. He raised his head to meet He An's gloomy gray eyes, and said softly, "Father."

He Bei could feel that He An's aura was a little too gloomy.

He An just looked at He Bei sullenly for a while.

"Clap" sound.

He An raised his hand and slapped He Bei hard.With this slap down mercilessly, traces of blood oozed from the corner of He Bei's mouth, and five more finger prints clearly appeared on the cheeks covered with tiny bloodstains.

There was deep disappointment in He An's eyes, he gritted his teeth and cursed at He Bei: "Evil!"

Instead, He Bei sneered, and he looked at He An in silence, his eyes did not show any weakness, and contained a strong stubbornness.

He Bei fought against the black robe, and He An noticed that He Bei's strength had increased so much that he could fight the master?When everyone thought it was He An who helped He Bei, only He An knew that it was his own good fortune that He Bei was able to repel the black robe. It is clear that there are very few treasures or martial arts cheats in this world that can allow a person to improve his strength quickly in a short period of time, and even if there are, they cannot achieve the effect of Hetu Luoshu fragments.

When He Bei was in a coma, He An checked He Bei's body and found that the situation was worse than he had imagined, and He Bei sacrificed his body to his son.

He An said angrily: "Baizi. Where did you come from, Baizi? You can explain it yourself. Do you still need me to ask you?"

He Bei calmly explained: "Jinghua Palace stole it."

"It was stolen from Jinghua Palace. Do you have this ability? Where did you get it from?"

He Bei didn't respond.

For the time being, He An couldn't figure out how He Bei could get the fragments of Hetu Luoshu, but what made him really angry was not because of this, but because He Bei actually chose to sacrifice his own life in order to survive.

"Sacrificing your body to your son, you don't hesitate to use this crooked way to survive! How do you plan to live in the future? Suck people's blood, endless slaughter to feed the white son in your body? You have to learn from the landlord of the Changge Building, who is neither human nor ghost , Extremely insane?"

The house was not soundproof, and He An had deliberately lowered his voice and anger. Finally, he couldn't help but punched the bed frame with a "click" and half collapsed the bed frame. The veil and wooden frame scattered on He Bei's body, covering the Hold his half body.

"If I don't sacrifice myself to my son, I will die...Father, do you think that I deserve to die?

He An said with hatred in his eyes: "Who taught you to sacrifice your body? You will be controlled by Bai Zi for the rest of your life, but life is worse than death. Qi to get a moment of respite...you are going against the sky, you are going to cause chaos!"

He Bei lifted the veil and the wooden frame that fell on his waist and abdomen, got up and jumped off the bed: "Father. After sacrificing the son with his body, the way to control Baizi's power is not only to kill people, but also to have many exercises, mental methods, and magic weapons." , can be suppressed."

He An pointed to He Beidao: "What skills, what mentality, what magic weapon, are nothing in the face of desire. In the face of shortcuts, can you guarantee that you can withstand temptation? Wulin uses Baizi to kill innocent people... Even if you can guarantee it at this time, human desires are unlimited and uncontrollable."

He Bei laughed self-deprecatingly: "So, you don't believe me so much? Since that's the case, why don't you kill me yourself. No wonder you refused to save me when you thought I was going to die in Chunlei Mountain. Just expect me to die!"

As He Bei spoke, his emotions rose, and his eyes were slightly flushed.So in front of that tiankeng, facing a master who was more than twice as strong as him, he never thought that He An would help him. He An dropped the Apocalypse Sword from the top of the mountain, probably just pretending to be a father and son.

He An is absolutely calm and rational, absolutely ruthless.In He An's eyes, he is already the No. [-] seed of the future devil. If he were not his own flesh and blood, he might have been abandoned in Chunlei Mountain long ago. Maybe He An would understand him one step faster than Heipao .

He An's expression froze, and then he turned his back and muttered silently: "If this matter gets out, you will be the public enemy of the martial arts all over the world." He took two steps forward, then turned back and asked, "Where is your senior brother? He should know it too. He carried you back step by step from the barrier of Chunlei Mountain, it is impossible not to notice it."

As soon as He An finished speaking, He Bei's heart skipped a beat.His senior brother's martial arts rank is only sixth rank, so the barrier set up by the master is not an ordinary barrier. The senior brother walked out of the barrier step by step with him on his back. Suffering the pain of flesh and blood,

He Bei murmured: "Brother..."

He recalled the time in his last life when he was pressed down on the punishment platform by He An, and it was his senior brother who carried him back to Lanzhu step by step.So in the end, Xie Juan was the only one who was willing to help him regardless of everything and said he would take him home from the beginning to the end.

"I will find a way to resolve your matter." He An left without saying this.

He Bei didn't know if He An was trying to find a way to solve the pain he would face after sacrificing his son, or was he going to solve him?Thinking of this, He Bei sneered at himself again.

After He An left, He Bei also left the room. He came to the door of Xie Juan's room. He was eager to push the door open and enter.

Behind a wisteria screen, there is a clear shadow.

He Bei shouted: "Brother."

"En." Xie Juan's slightly hoarse and weak voice came from behind the screen.

He Bei crossed the wisteria screen and saw Xie Juan kneeling in front of the low table and writing.His blue hair was untied, a light blue robe was loosely draped over his thin shoulders, and a thin melting blanket was covering his legs.His complexion was pale, and the red mole on the bridge of his nose became more and more bright.Although it is a sick appearance, the temperament makes people feel more immortal and detached, like otherworldly fireworks.

Xie Juan's pen is a beautiful thin gold. When he raised his eyes to look at He Bei, his gloomy eyes finally gained some brilliance.

Because of the soreness in his legs, He Bei took a lot of effort to sit down: "Senior brother, I heard that you carried me out of the barrier. Is the injury serious? I see that your face is not very good."

Xie Juan wrote lightly: "It's okay, just rest for a day or two."

He Bei was worried, he held the wrist of Xie Juan's right hand in his palm, breathed for a while, and then he showed a surprised expression: "Senior brother, you have broken the sixth rank..."

A faint smile floated on Xie Juan's face: "This is probably a blessing in disguise. I have been struggling for several months in the peak state of the sixth rank, but I accidentally comprehended the mentality that I had been struggling with for a long time in that enchantment, and broke through the long-standing mentality. The bottleneck of..."

He Bei forgot that his senior brother was also a genius.

In the last life, Xie Juan kept three white stones, but he never relied on the power of white stones to become a master, and he climbed to the top step by step.

Therefore, he is more calm, calm, and contented in battle than anyone who relies on Bai Zi to become a master.

He Beichao leaned against Xie Juan's side, and praised: "Senior brother, you are amazing."

Seeing the fresh slap marks on He Bei's face, Xie Juan couldn't help asking: "How about you, are you feeling better? I just saw you limping when you walked in...and your face. …”

He Bei shook his head: "It's not important."

Seeing that He Bei didn't want to say anything, Xie Juan didn't ask any more.

He Bei picked up what Xie Juan wrote and looked at it: "Brother, what are you writing?"

"It's nothing, it's just Jingxinjue." Xie Juan woke up bored, but he didn't want to be idle, he thought that holding on to Jingxinjue would make him feel comfortable, that's all.

"Brother, thank you for carrying me back." When He Bei said this, his eyes were very serious and his tone was very sincere.

Xie Juan raised his hand to touch He Bei's forehead and said, "Thank you, I am your senior brother, and that is my duty."

He Bei smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, leave me alone next time, it's too dangerous."

Xie Juan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes shone brightly: "How can I ignore you."

He Bei felt sour in his heart: "I will die."

Xie Juan said lightly: "I didn't think about it that much."

He Bei looked deeply at Xie Juan, speechless for a moment.His eyes were burning, and he looked at Xie Juan a little uncomfortable, Xie Juan had no choice but to turn his face away as if nothing had happened, and continued to write his meditation resolution with a pen and ink.

He Bei still looked at Xie Juan eagerly, Xie Juan's face was a little hot when he saw him.

Later, He Bei rubbed the ink for Xie Juan, and the atmosphere was rarely quiet.

Xie Juan wrote for a while and his wrists became tired. Just as he put down the pen, the hot tea that He Bei poured for him was already brought to his mouth.

"Brother, drink tea."

Xie Juan took the steaming tea, took a few sips, the slightly dry lips were moistened by the tea, revealing a thin powder.His face was also a little red from the hot tea.

He Bei has always been unable to resist the exhaustion of Xie Juan, let alone such a pitiful, spotless and sickly appearance at this time, he has long been in a state of mind, wanting to hug him and coax him.

But he didn't dare.

"Brother, take a break." He Bei said while pulling up the thin blanket covering Xie Juan's legs.

"Brother, I'm a bit cold, can I cover you with a blanket."

Xie Juan nodded without thinking.Before he had time to divide the blanket neatly in half to He Bei, He Bei hastily took off his shoes and stuffed his feet in, touching his feet.

It was normal for the two of them to cover the same blanket a long time ago, but now, Xie Juan feels that he is inexplicably nervous and flustered, and he can't find the reason himself, but he doesn't have feelings of rejection either.

Xie Juan picked up the teacup and drank a few more sips of tea, with a calm expression.However, He Bei noticed that the tips of Xie Juan's ears began to turn slightly red.

He Bei leaned against Xie Juan again, their shoulders collided and their legs were also close together, he could smell the fragrance of Xie Juan's hair from the side of his head.

"Brother, we used to do this when we were young, leaning together under a blanket and looking at the sky outside the window to count the stars. It's evening now, maybe there will be stars later."

Xie Juan seemed to be lost in memory, and then said: "Yes, if you can't sleep in the middle of the night, I will let you count the stars."

He Bei chuckled and said, "At that time, I was leaning in my brother's arms and fell asleep after counting."

Xie Juan said: "Um..."

He Bei raised his eyes: "Brother, why don't you lean in my arms now, now that Han Chuan has grown up, it's your turn to lean in."

Xie Juan looked stunned for a moment, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then shook his head: "There are no stars yet..."

"It will be there later." He Bei's eyes blinked, but they shone like little stars.

He Bei and Xie Juan just leaned together quietly for a while, the temperature under the thin blanket was warm, Xie Juan stretched out one foot, felt a little cold, and immediately retracted it.

The sun has completely set, and a bright moon has risen, but there is not a single star hanging on it.

Xie Juan looked at He Bei, and said in a daze, "It seems that there are no stars."

There was no light in the room, and although the two were looking at each other, they could barely see each other's facial contours and blurred facial features by the clear moonlight outside the window.

He Bei gave a absent-minded "hmm".

He just thinks, does it matter if there are stars or not?

Xie Juan moved his legs and wanted to get up: "I'm going to light the lamp."

He Bei held down Xie Juan's leg to prevent him from getting up, and he also grabbed Xie Juan's waist tightly and pulled him forward.

Xie Juan leaned over, and the bridge of his nose hit He Bei's warm lips. The touch made his body stiffen suddenly, and his heart beat out of control.

He Bei controlled one of Xie Juan's wrists in the palm of his hand, and Xie Juan's other hand pushed He Bei's shoulder, but he couldn't move it very much. Because of the injury, his heart and lungs would ache as soon as he exerted himself.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Qi Nian's voice came: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother."

"Don't come in... light the lamp first!" Xie Juan fell into He Bei's arms, He Bei's legs were entangled with his legs, and he couldn't get out quickly.He was afraid that Qi Nian would come to see this scene, so he could only delay the time and find an excuse for Qi Nian to light the lamp.

"Click on the one at the door first...the fire pocket is on the shelf right after entering the door." Xie Juan's voice trembled slightly, a little unnaturally.

"Well, good."

Qi Nian saw that the room was pitch black, so he could only open the door, relying on the light in the corridor, went to the shelf near the door to search for fire pockets.

Behind the wisteria screen, the two of them who were in intimate poses were stalemate.

Xie Juan pinched He Bei's shoulder, motioning for him to let go.

As a result, He Bei's breath was getting closer and closer, and the lips resting on the bridge of his nose slowly moved down, feeling slightly itchy to the touch, Xie Juan sank in He Bei's approaching breath, at a loss and flustered.

Almost caught off guard, He Bei kissed his lips.

Xie Juan didn't dare to speak and didn't dare to make a big noise to resist He Bei. He grabbed He Bei's arm tightly, and his fingertips sank deeply into He Bei's sleeve, trying to use pain as a warning to stop He Bei's actions.

He Bei usually messed around, but this time Qi Nian was separated from them by a screen, so he dared to be so presumptuous.

He Bei rubbed his lips carefully, his mouth was filled with He Bei's warm taste, Xie Juan bit the tip of his tongue lightly with anger, but made He Bei go deeper and rampant, attacking him.

Qi Nian was still looking for fire folders. There were already a lot of sundries piled up on the shelf. He searched for it roughly, and even knocked it off and fell to the ground. He was worried that it was something precious, so he bent over and fumbled for his life. picked up.

The sound of bottles and jars colliding overwhelmed the sound of water stains.

"Senior brother, where is this Huozhangzi?" Qi Nian lost his patience looking for it.

Xie Juan ignored him.

At this time, Xie Juan was imprisoned in He Bei's arms and kissed, his waist and limbs couldn't straighten up, he was limp in the other's arms, clinging to him without leaving any room.

"I found it, don't worry about it." Qi Nian murmured, lit the torch, and then went to the door, and lit all the candles standing at the door.

In an instant, half of the room was brightened.

"Okay, brother."

Qi Nian walked towards the wisteria screen.

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Haha, there is a problem with the webpage, and I didn't send it out before twelve o'clock. Hey, I missed a red flower.