My eldest brother loves to grow flowers

The sharp and harsh words are like the sharpest blades, gouging out the wounds that have not healed for more than 300 years, tearing and twisting mercilessly, dripping with blood.

Chu Mo leaned squarely against the corner of the table, lazily looked at Yuan Heng in front of him, and took off the broken wine gourd hanging from his waist.Fingers pressed the wine cork, and in an instant, the strong and choking smell of spiritual wine permeated the entire inn.

Frost-white hair, the spotless Sword Immortal's fingers dangling by his side moved slightly, and his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.This was the first time he saw him drinking.

After suppressing his ruthless Dao destruction for more than 200 years, it was replaced by a counterattack tens of thousands of times.The unspeakable tumbling emotions almost smashed his whole body to pieces.

The cold eyes reflected the person in front of him for a moment, as if he had returned to hundreds of years ago again.

The boy who once sneaked down the mountain and tasted wine for the first time has completely fallen in love with this thing.So carefully and quietly hid a small bottle, without telling the master, uncle and others, sneaked into his room in the middle of the night, and woke him up softly.

Under the moonlight, those sly eyes were filled with stars, as if they had discovered some great treasure.In the quiet bamboo forest where fireflies are flying, two teenagers sit side by side.

One of them joyfully held the wine that was so hard to hide in front of the frost-faced person.As usual, the teenager will always share with him what he thinks is the best, and use his own method to render his originally monotonous life in black and white.

The evening breeze caresses gently, and the faint bamboo fragrance is surrounded by the strong fragrance of spirit wine.

Everything that was supposed to be extremely beautiful, but the jade bottle was knocked over impatiently, and the bottle rolled down. The spiritual wine, which was protected like a treasure and had been reluctant to taste more, flowed out from the mouth of the bottle and dipped into the dead leaves and rotting mud. middle.

As if that wasn't enough, the young man who had always been devoted to ruthless swordsmanship couldn't hide his disgust with his indifferent eyebrows: "What is this? It's disgusting."

Since then, the boy who fell in love with alcohol for the first time no longer touches alcohol, and even if he sees it, he will stay away from it, as if he is afraid that he will be disgusted if he is contaminated with alcohol.

Seeing Chu Mo drinking in public, the shopkeeper, who was so frightened that he lost his soul, turned pale. Even though Jianzong's rules have been much more lenient over the years, the control over the disciples of the sect is far from being as strict as before.

But this is only for new disciples in the past 300 years.What is in front of me now is the sword fairy who used to practice the ruthless way, and the group of senior sword cultivator elders who most agree that sword cultivators should be pure-hearted and ascetic.

They are particularly disgusted with wine, which has a strong secular smell.

However, nothing happened, and there seemed to be a lingering sadness covering the entire inn.

After drinking enough, it seems that I just remembered that there are still unresolved troubles in front of me.Chu Mo raised his eyelids, wiped the corners of his wine-stained lips, and said impatiently, "Aren't you leaving? Could it be that the most powerful Sword Sect still wants to force people to get married?"

"Oh, I forgot." Without waiting for anyone to speak, Chu Mo said, "This is your Jianzong's inn."

After re-tying the wine gourd, Chu Mo looked at the huddled group upstairs, stretching his neck to look at the lively Lingyumen disciples here, he rolled his eyes helplessly.It's not that these stinky bastards don't live anywhere, they have to live on other people's territory.

"Look, what are you looking at? I really want your elder brother to marry someone else, don't you?! If you want to pack up, go back to your room and pack up, and if you don't have anything to pack, come down immediately."

After yelling at the ten disciples, when Chu Mo turned to look at Rong Huai behind him, he instantly became extremely gentle, and shouted like a loving father, "Xiao Huai."

No wonder he was special to Rong Huai.When he just came back from the state of a dead body and soul, Rong Huai was the first one he touched with his own hands, and it was also the one he took the most and longest time with.

After wandering around for more than 300 years, the body is alive, but the mind is still a wandering lonely soul, unable to get out, and the whole world is dark.

It wasn't until the baby's immature crying forcefully tore through the darkness and dissipated the black mist that he realized that there was still a fresh life in his hand that needed him so much.

Since then, I have been running around with little things, feeding him medicines, buying him small toys, clumsily coaxing him to sleep, watching him giggle, and hearing the child’s mouth with white teeth showing, babbling. Yelling to call him master, leading him to walk slowly on the green grass...

Bit by bit, like blood pouring into dry flesh, this walking corpse was completely alive.

To Chu Mo, Rong Huai must be different from the other ten four or five-year-old brats who were always against him when they were brought back.

To put it bluntly, probably one is his own, and the other ten are forced by others, and they don't even want it.

"Master."

"Shall we change hotels?"

Rong Huai nodded: "Okay."

He is not very curious, let alone ask other people's secrets without authorization.Since Chu Mo felt that he wanted to change the inn, he would do so.As for other matters, Rong Huai didn't ask any more questions.

Chu Mo smiled with satisfaction, and it was still his family Xiaohuai who was caring.

Soon, all ten disciples came downstairs.When it came to Rong Huai, it was rare for them to listen to Chu Mo this time. They were afraid that if they were a little late, the elder brother would leave with Jianzong's people.

Seeing that the Lingyumen group was really going to leave, Chu Yao realized that something was wrong with his master, and he never thought that his joyful marriage proposal would turn into what it is now.

But he didn't know what to do now.

"Senior brother."

When Chu Mo passed by Yuan Heng, Jian Xian's lips parted slightly, and when he was about to raise his hand to grab it, he was interrupted by a cold voice: "I have never made a living with Jian Xian, so don't mistake him. "

The unspoken words disappeared between the lips and teeth, and the hand that hadn't been raised in time dropped down.

Outside the long street, under a big tree not far from Jianzi Yunlai Inn, Pei Yu, who came to inquire about the news with Yun Baimiao, was looking around, wondering what happened inside .

"Why does it feel so quiet inside?" Pei Yu felt uneasy.

Just now he saw the ten disciples of Lingyumen, they rushed in angrily like others were about to tear down their house, wouldn't they fight?

"Don't you know if you go in and have a look?" Looking at Pei Yu who had already exposed most of her body outside, Yun Baimiao really didn't understand.

"What do you know? If there is a real fight, I can still meet my junior brother outside here."

"Are people in Lingyumen so powerful?" There are not only a dozen or so elders with the longest seniority, but the key point is their master.Not to mention the people of Lingyumen, even all the suzerain elders of the top ten sects combined may not be able to beat them.

"You don't understand." He had never seen someone who was able to surpass the out-of-body experience in his teens, so it was definitely right to be cautious.

"Here we come!" Pei Yu's voice suddenly rose, "It's strange, why are they from Lingyumen? Why did they come out?"

Not long after, Pei Yu watched a group of 13 people from Lingyumen live in the inn behind Jian Ziyunlai.

Before he could figure it out, after a few breaths, he saw his clothes being caressed, and his master followed everyone from Lingyumen into the inn.

Pei Yu:? ? !

Isn't the one who proposes marriage the younger brother?How did it become that Master left with the people from Lingyumen? !

"Master, do you know them?" Eighth Junior Sister was a little curious.

"If I want to recognize this great sect, will I still be nesting in that shabby place with you guys?"

"But he followed us." Little Eleven pouted.

Chu Mo calmed down and said, "Tianhu City is not yours. Its feet are on other people's bodies, and they follow them whenever they like. You are the only one who is free, and you have to control where others go."

It is well known that the Young Sect Master of Jianzong proposed marriage to Lingyumen. As a neighboring inn with its back on Fuzong, everyone was quietly watching the excitement.

But I didn't expect to watch and watch, and I became a party.

The shopkeeper of the Fu Zong Inn stared dumbfoundedly at the 13 people from the Lingyu Sect who came out of the Yunlai Inn from Jian Zong, and walked into their inn under the gaze of hundreds of inner disciples of Jian Zong.

"Twelve upper rooms."

"Ok."

The shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his temples. At this moment, he didn't care about the rule that only disciples of the sect could live in, and all outsiders had to double the rent.

After Fang gave the room card, another cold voice came: "Prepare another room."

Clang!

The shopkeeper saw the man with a high plume crown and frosted hair who came in behind, and all the 12 yuan house cards in his hands fell on the counter in fright.

He swallowed, thinking it was his own hallucination, and he reconfirmed in disbelief: "One, one upper room?"

"En." The sword fairy nodded, his gaze never moving away from the red figure in front of him.

"Okay, okay."

In the end, this outrageous marriage proposal ended in an even more outrageous way.

The sword comes from Yunlai Inn.

"Master?!"

Seeing that the master who followed him to propose a marriage actually lived in Fu Zong's inn together with Lingyumen, Chu Yao was about to follow.

However, the Great Elder stopped him: "Let your master go."

"Great Elder, what's wrong with Master? And the one from Lingyu Gate, is he an old acquaintance with Master?"

The Great Elder and several other elders looked at each other, and they all saw in each other's eyes the congratulations and the strong self-blame under the congratulations.

Someone sighed: "Although the appearance is different, but the body shape and the unique aura fluctuations cannot be changed, it must be Xiao Mo."

"It's a great fortune not to fall under the thunder calamity."

"I want to tell the suzerain, did you find Xiao Mo?"

"The suzerain is busy with the crime of the demon cultivator, let's postpone it for a few days."

"Death?" Chu Yao keenly caught something: "What do you mean? Could it be that Master's ruthless way back then..."

It happened that Yun Baimiao and Pei Yu came in, and the elders looked at the two senior brothers one after another, as if they saw the two who were inseparable again.

The great elder said bitterly: "Yes, the master of Lingyumen is your uncle. He was your master's former junior brother. It is also the reason why your master's ruthless swordsmanship was ruined. It is us old things who owe us a debt."

On this day, the entire Tianhu City and even the entire cultivation world were incomparably noisy and noisy, one after another big news exploded like water pouring into hot oil.

The young patriarch of Jianzong proposes marriage to Ronghuai of Lingyumen.

Forget about proposing marriage, I thought it was over, after all, it's such a good thing, who doesn't want it?But Rong Huai really didn't want it, so he refused it directly.

It's fine if you refuse, and the hard-boned Lingyumen moved out of the sword from Yunlai Inn.

Then the most shocking and most incredible thing happened.Sword Immortal, that high and mighty Sword Immortal!Followed by the people from Lingyumen.Moreover, in the entire Jianzong, none of the elders who were known for their strict compliance in the past said a word.

There was an uproar outside the inn, but the lord Ling Yumen didn't feel anything.As long as their elder brother is still there, it's none of their business whether he is a sword fairy or a sword sect.

Chongjin took Rong Huai back to the room, and at Chongjin's request, Xiaoer had already removed the Lingzhi inside before they came in.

As soon as Fang came in, Chongjin took out the plaster, poured some on his fingertips, and came to Rong Huai: "Open your mouth."

Rong Huai opened up a little obediently.

Then Chongjin put her fingers on her lips, and exerted a little force to reveal the inner part.

Sure enough, the skin was broken there.

When he heard the rumor that Chu Yao was coming to propose marriage, he got angry for a moment, but couldn't hold back, he directly pressed the person against the door, his lips and teeth were a little bit harder.By the time he realized that he had passed, he had already tasted the smell of blood.

The apology was hidden in the purple eyes, and the ointment was spread on the wound, but Chong Jin did not retreat, he said: "What do you think about Chu Yao's marriage proposal?"

"I didn't think much about it." Rong Huai replied.Because he didn't care about Chu Yao, when he heard the marriage proposal, he had already decided to reject it, so he didn't spend any more time on it.

"what about me?"

"Ok?"

"Don't you think that the person I'm talking about is just to help you find an excuse?" Chongjin's voice was irritated.

After Gu Qi passed by, another Chu Yao came, one after another.Like the most dazzling bright moon, as soon as it appears, it will attract the eyes of countless people.I thought it was enough to just stay by this idiot's side all the time, but now Chongjin realizes that it is impossible!

"So it's not an excuse?"

Chongjin raised his eyes and stared at the person in front of him, his finger was still on the bright red, he forcibly restrained the urge to lean forward again, and asked, "What do you think?"

The latter's shallow eyes paused obviously, as if he was remembering something, and then Rong Huai asked: "Is it the day I woke up after I came out of Yongle City?"

In fact, it should have been earlier, but it was the day when Chongjin realized that he had been deeply involved, so he responded: "Yes."

Another dead silence.

Chongjin was extremely irritable. Just as he was about to speak again, Rong Huai took the finger on his lips and took it away. With his hands interlaced and hanging by his side, Rong Huai took the initiative to approach Chongjin for the second time.

It was the same as when he was sober that day, when he turned Chongjin into a prototype and approached him proactively.

Breathing intertwined, purple eyes and shallow eyes faced each other, Rong Huai whispered when their lips were about to touch each other, "Let me try again."

Words fall, soft touch.The good medicine on the prescription diffused from the lips, and the light medicinal fragrance gradually faded into the warm blend.

The hand held by Rong Huai couldn't help but tighten it.Chongjin thought, the medicine was useless.But soon, he no longer thought about the ointment.

It has been restless for more than a month, and three days before the next round of competitions, the lords and elders of the ten sects still haven't found any traces of the murderous demon cultivator, thinking that the demon cultivator has left Tianhu City At that time, the magic cultivator killed again.

But this time, more than 100 alchemy cultivators in the inn where the disciples of the fifth sect of the alchemy sect lived died!

There are more than 100 alchemists, but there is no one in a hundred who can enter the alchemy.More than 100 alchemy disciples died in one fell swoop, among them there were many alchemy elders of the seventh and eighth ranks. This was a huge loss not only to the alchemy sect, but also to the entire cultivation world!

More than 100 mummified corpses were displayed together, and all the spiritual energy and flesh and blood in Danxiu's body were sucked out. Even if I have seen it once, I still feel horrible.

Just when they were filled with grief and anger, and vowed to catch this cruel Moxiu for revenge, they suddenly heard a scream.

Leaving from Wanluochang, passing outside the inn, a Jindan rogue cultivator who had just been eliminated accidentally caught a glimpse of the corpses displayed on the first floor of the inn, his face turned pale with fright, and he yelled, "It's him! It's him!"

Seeing something strange, the people from the top ten sects hurriedly questioned him, and this man tremblingly said that he had seen such a dead monk in Yongle City.

Yongle City!

The name that has disappeared for more than two years is also something that the top ten sects have tried their best to investigate, but they have not been able to find out.For a moment, it seemed as if all the things were connected in series, like a large intertwined net falling down overwhelmingly.

Moxiu's killing methods are all kinds of strange, but the people who died in Yongle City and the people who died in Tianhu City died in exactly the same way, and they were all so elusive, with unfathomable strength.

They fully believe it was done by one person.

Under pressure from the top ten sects, this Jindan casual cultivator once again revealed his terrible memories.He said that on the day Yongle City was destroyed, all the aura rushed in one direction like crazy, not to mention the monks, all the auras in the city's pills, talismans, and magic weapons were sucked out.

At that time, he happened to pass by outside the city, and when he saw the mummy lying on the ground, he was terrified, and the people in mid-air were surrounded by aura, so he didn't dare to stay for a moment, so he ran away without seeing the culprit clearly.

"Has all the aura in the talisman been completely absorbed?"

In fact, this word appeared in the cultivation world as early as in Yongle City, and they had heard it when they investigated the matter.But now hearing it again, my mood is completely different.

From the bottom of my heart, I didn't believe that someone could steal the aura from dead things out of thin air, and that it didn't endanger my own interests.

But now, both reasons for unbelief have been overturned.

He was probably afraid that the demon cultivator who committed the crime would run away when he heard the news, so what the Jindan casual cultivator and the Jindan casual cultivator said was kept secret, and half a word was never revealed.

In a blink of an eye, three days have passed.

When it was time for Rong Huai to go to the lottery competition, Chu Mo had never been back to the inn since the Sword Immortal followed him into the same inn.

Twelve people from Lingyumen stepped on time and entered Wanluo Field.

But as soon as he stepped into Wanluo Field, his purple eyes immediately sank.It was completely different from the last time when Rong Huai came and no one paid attention to it. This time, as soon as they appeared, the eyes of countless powerful figures from various Mahayana sects in the north focused on Rong Huai in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Sensing Chongjin's guard, Rong Huai asked softly.

"It's nothing."

Chong Jin glanced over there, then looked away.The brows were lightly frowned, and for some reason, the feeling of uneasiness in his heart was getting heavier and heavier.

"Whoever is drawn later, I will go up with you."

Rong Huai was taken aback for a moment, as if he was a little surprised that Chong Jin said so suddenly, but soon he rolled his eyes: "Okay."

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I will revise it in detail tomorrow, and do you feel the breath of the ending?