Only senior brother is amazing

When He Bei woke up the next day, he found that he had left the dark and obscure dungeon, and was lying on a clean and tidy bed, covered with a thin blanket that smelled of tiredness.The window was half open, his red and swollen eyes were half closed, his eyes were loose, and the eyes were full of fragments of sunlight reflected in his eyes. For a moment, he felt that everything suddenly seemed like a dream.

Every time he moved, the newly formed blood scabs would rub against the clothes, causing a tearing pain.

His consciousness gradually cleared up, and only fragments remained in his mind about the memory of last night.He remembered Xie Juan's blushing and absent-minded appearance under him, the silver-white priest's robe was torn into a mess by him, and his fingertips rubbed marks on the delicate skin of the person on his body.The breath of chaos, blood and sweat, pain and tears, love and hate are all fused together, lingering supreme.

Xie Juan didn't answer the question he asked Xie Juan. Although Xie Juan responded with actions, he still wanted to hear him say that he liked him.This is the only thing he has no confidence in himself, but dare not confirm.

He Bei sat up with great difficulty. He glanced sideways and saw a bowl of osmanthus taro soup that had already cooled down on the wooden cabinet beside the bed.

He brought the bowl to his mouth with a hand full of scars, took a sip, probably made in a hurry, the taste was weaker than what he drank in Lanzhu, but it was still delicious and full of sweetness.

With a creak, the door was opened.

"woke up."

Kejun, dressed in a warm beige-colored dress, came slowly with a smile on his face.

"In order to save you, your senior brother used the position of priest as a threat. Now he is in seclusion, at least three months, so you can take good care of your wounds, don't worry about it."

He Bei was speechless, but Jun's words meant that he would not see Xie Juan for three months.This is tantamount to very difficult for him now.

"Your senior brother is really kind to you." Ke Jun's eyes were complicated and unpredictable, and he smiled subtly.

He Bei sneered and said, "So?"

"So, don't you think you are hindering him? In order to save you, he can ignore his future. You are not worthy to stand by his side. Do you really think that the destruction of your sect has nothing to do with you, Master He?" I gave you the white stones, but what is the use of your white stones? You are a useless person and a sinner now, but Xie Juan is such a good person. Now you are tearing your face away from our Beifu. You have the nerve to stay in Beifu ?"

Kejun's words are heartbreaking.

He Bei looked at Ke Jun's eyes full of water, and said, "It's good that you stop pretending."

When Kejun is determined not to pretend to be kind in front of him, it can only show that he is no longer worthy of Kejun's wasting effort to put on a mask.

But Jun's eyes finally revealed a trace of contempt.

He Bei raised his eyes to look at Ke Jun, his eyes were like a sharp sword, he smiled coldly: "Since my brother has spent so much effort to keep me, I don't want to let him down, I will stay in Beifu to recuperate, It's not going to disappear easily."

Ke Jun's eyes dimmed: "Okay." To him, He Bei was a hard bone, he had to chew it slowly.He has a lot of ways to make He Bei's emotions burst: "Brother Xie retreated for three months, and I will take care of them personally for these three months."

He Bei's heart suddenly tightened. "My senior brother has hands and feet, and it's not your turn to take care of them."

But Jun saw strong jealousy in He Bei's eyes, and he was a little satisfied.Then he said provocatively: "It doesn't matter what you say. Your senior brother is retreating in the Qingjing Hall. Not everyone can enter the Qingjing Hall, at least the elders and above can enter and exit. Don't talk about Qingjing, you don't even want to leave this place now courtyard."

He Bei stared straight at Kejun, with a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"Okay. Then I thank you for taking care of me, but don't try to get him any other ideas."

Kejun's expression was full of arrogance: "You like him? I also like him a little bit, we are fair competition."

He Bei pulled down the neckline, and apart from the scars on his neck, there were also dots of ambiguous marks.

"My senior brother and I are like-minded and love each other. We have done everything we should and shouldn't do. Our 14-year friendship cannot be interrupted no matter what."

"I admit that my liking for him is not as good as your liking for him. I like him only because he may be the strongest person in the world in the future... After all, I have to try, liking is more important than being suitable. After all, I It's a goddess, he's a priest, we have the same status, looks, and strength. Besides, Xie Juan's temperament is not suitable for someone as tough as you." Ke Jun said while playing with the delicate and clean freesia flowers in the vase, he His words were gentle, like thousands of tiny needles hidden in a ball of soft cotton, poking He Bei's heart again and again.

An invisible line of fire formed between He Bei and Ke Jun. Countless sparks squeezed He Bei's chest, and a fire exploded, burning from his end to Ke Jun's end, and Ke Jun was like an ice cube. How stern and ruthless his gaze was, he remained calm as usual.

"You don't have to say these words to provoke me. I have nothing to do now. It doesn't mean that I will always be a good-for-nothing in the future. You entered the realm of the master at such a young age just because of the power of Bai Zi. I also have Bai Zi. The future will last forever."

"It's a long time to come." Ke Jun's eyes lit up, he broke off a flower branch, and said: "Whether you can live or not is already a problem, don't wait for no flowers to break the branch."

After the official confrontation with Kejun, He Bei really started to recover from his injuries.

He studied the exercises and elixirs for repairing the meridians, tossing himself hard enough, to get rid of these every day, and to do walking exercises regularly.Even though the sword-holding hand is trembling, his legs will be weak when he walks in two or three steps, or he may fall down, but hope is bright in his heart, and Xie Juan is his only belief.

In the second month of Xie Juan's retreat, He Bei was finally able to walk without the help of a cane, even though he still seemed to be limping and struggling.

His internal strength is also gradually recovering, and he can feel the weak true energy flowing through his meridians. He is already very satisfied and can't wait to share these changes with Xie Juan.

He Bei was imprisoned in this small courtyard where Xie Juan lived, and seemed to be more alive than ever.

He kept the small courtyard very clean without a single weed.He sowed freesia flower seeds, expecting them to take root, germinate, and bloom in a few months.He had never done this before, but he hoped that Xie Juan would come back from retreat, and he would see the warm courtyard and him full of energy at a glance.

He also raised three little rabbits, and he named them respectively, the gray one is Xiaotang, the gray-yellow little lotus, and the snow-white An'an.He had hoped that these three rabbits would unite internally to give him a litter of little rabbits, but in the end he found that all three were male.

It's already autumn, and the osmanthus trees in the courtyard are in full bloom, golden and shining like stars. He collects the fallen osmanthus flowers and brews bottle after bottle of osmanthus sauce with Xie Juan's method in his memory.

These sweet-scented osmanthus sauces were taken by the maids in the courtyard he entrusted to sell cheaply to the maids in other courtyards.

Sweet-scented osmanthus sauce with steamed buns became the most popular way of eating in Beifu at that time.And he saved up the broken silver from the sale of osmanthus sauce, some of it was used to buy elixir, and the rest he wanted to buy a token of love for Xie Juan.

As the last ten days approached the end of Xie Juan's retreat, He Bei tried to absorb Bai Zi's power for the first time.

The white piece He An gave him is the power of wind.When He Bei used it, Baizi's power flowed through his body at a speed beyond his imagination. His meridians were still in the stage of damage, and Baizi's power was blocked and accumulated in the meridians, making it impossible to move smoothly.It was a feeling of suffocation on the verge of death. The sudden drop in body temperature was like being in a cave facing the cold wind. The domineering zhenqi pierced through countless small wounds on his heart and lungs, and large streams of blood flowed from his mouth. Spit out, the pain and itchiness like thousands of ants biting bones made him extremely unbearable, and he let out waves of wailing.

But Xie Juan's face appeared in his mind, he was most afraid that Xie Juan would show disappointment to him, the world could despise him, but he always hoped that Xie Juan would despise him...... Promise that the future will be long, and he wants to thank Juan for coming back from retreat to see him intact.

He persisted and fell into a coma for two days and two nights, and no one cared about him.

But it was a blessing in disguise because of this, the absorbed Baizi's power finally helped him repair some of his meridians to a certain extent.After resting like a corpse for a few days, his mental state unexpectedly recovered to the best moment in the past half a year.

At that time, Beifu slightly relaxed his travel and allowed him to be discharged from the hospital, but he was not allowed to leave Beifu.On the penultimate day when Xie Juan was about to end his retreat, he found a way to sneak out of Beifu, and came to the street closest to Beifu. He entered a jade store and carefully selected a hosta for Xie Juan.

The hosta is a slender piece, milky blue in color, the jade is delicate and flawless, nourishing and lustrous, and a pure freesia flower is carved on the top.This jade hairpin spent all his savings, but he imagined how good-looking Xie Juan was with him, and he was filled with joy, not caring at all that he urgently needed to buy pills to heal his wounds recently.

But when he was about to leave the store, Yao Jing stopped him.

Yao Jing left Jianzhuang to be his eldest master a year before Jianzhuang destroyed his family.Later, when Songzhou was in trouble, he fled to Beifu with his family to start a business. His father also bought an official position in Beifu, and he still lived a happy and prosperous life.

After meeting his old acquaintance He Bei, he wanted to take revenge and make fun of him.When he was in Jianzhuang, he was restrained by elders and masters, but now, He Bei is worthless in his eyes, without a backer, he is just a lost dog.

He first humiliated He Bei according to the usual practice, and then led people to fight He Bei directly at the Yuhang shop.

He Bei didn't dare to fight too much, after all, there were jade wares everywhere in this jade store, and he couldn't afford to pay for it if he accidentally broke it.Yao Jing also grasped this point, they knew that He Bei would not retaliate, they pushed He Bei to the ground after several pushes and pushes by the crowd, and He Bei insisted on protecting the jade hairpin in his hand that had not yet been put away in the future. Holding Yuzan tightly in the palm of his hand, Yao Jing stepped on his hand bone and twisted it hard a few times. Two of He Bei's finger bones were broken, and Yuzan was indeed not hurt at all.

He Bei was never a person who bears heavy burdens. He half-kneeled on the ground, drew out the sword at his waist, and swiped it, leaving a bloodstain on Yao Jing's neck.

If it wasn't for him not wanting to cause trouble before Xie Juan left the customs, Yao Jing would have already been decapitated.

Yao Jing clutched his bloody neck in shock. He was always afraid of hard things. He knew that He Bei was like a mad dog who could do anything. Seeing more and more people watching the excitement around him, and He Bei looked at him more and more frighteningly, murderous intent surged, he left a few harsh words, and led the people to leave quickly.

He Bei knew Yao Jing's temperament, and he would not let it go.But nothing matters anymore.

He spread out his palm, looking at the spotless and warm jade hairpin covered by him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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