【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

At night, when the mountain rain is about to come, Lin Wanjiang sits by the window and tosses and turns restlessly, thinking about three things.

One is, Yu Qingfeng's strange appearance, his expression is still fresh in his memory, and his pupils are deep and evil.

The second is, the relationship with Duan Juechen, now that the two of them have double cultivated twice, although he has not suffered a disadvantage, it is also extremely absurd.

Third, regarding his marriage, he wanted to find a suitable girl, take her away from Tianhai Sanqing, and live in seclusion completely.

He is convinced that as long as he leaves Duan Juechen, he can still please others.

Thinking of this, I still feel a little envious of that married outer disciple.

Now it's a way of life to be at ease with my wife and children.

Just as he was about to think carefully, he suddenly heard a low growl, and he was extremely suppressed.

"Master!"

This voice is Yu Qingfeng, he will never hear it wrong!

Lin Wanjiang's eyes trembled, and she hurriedly ran to the door...

"what!!!"

When they came to the gate of the courtyard, there was another low growl, panic and out of control like never before.

Changsheng came out of the sheath impressively, and Lin Wanjiang stepped forward and kicked open the door.

He saw that Yu Qingfeng was covered in blood and his clothes were all in rags.

I don't know who was pressed under him, and following the rhythm of that person's waist, he struggled helplessly and growled.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wanjiang's heart was shocked, but she didn't dare to delay.

He stepped forward and grabbed the man's hair, and was about to give him a sword, but saw the boy suddenly turn his head.

"Yan Changan!"

Lin Wanjiang was startled, and with great force in his hand, he threw Yan Chang'an to the ground with skill.

The young man stood up abruptly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he obviously lost his mind.

Seeing him coming towards him, Lin Wanjiang hurriedly raised his hands and squeezed the spell.

The roar gradually entered the ears, like a raging wild beast that was extremely dangerous.

Unexpectedly, before he got close, Duan Juechen suddenly appeared and blocked Lin Wanjiang directly.

The young man frowned, raised his hand and threw a Sleeping Talisman towards Yan Chang'an fiercely.

The roar stopped abruptly, Yan Changan stopped and fell to the ground with a bang.

Without time to care about him, Lin Wanjiang hurried forward to see Yu Qingfeng.

Seeing that his clothes were disheveled, he pulled up the brocade quilt and wrapped him up.

Yu Qingfeng was short of breath and trembling all over, blood was oozing from his neck, and he couldn't say a word when he saw Lin Wanjiang.

Seeing this appearance, Lin Wanjiang felt extremely distressed, and hurriedly hugged him and comforted him tremblingly:

"Master, Jiang'er is here."

Yu Qingfeng was stunned for a while, his eyes gradually became clear, and he just leaned against Lin Wanjiang in a daze.

Seeing this, Duan Juechen quickly grabbed Yan Changan by the collar and threw him out the door.

The door was closed with a bang, and the young man stepped forward, pretending not to know, and asked in a low voice:

"Master, what happened? Brother Yan doesn't seem right."

After finishing speaking, he gently pulled Lin Wanjiang away, and supported Yu Qingfeng to sit beside him.

Lin Wanjiang didn't care, but seeing that the person didn't answer, he hurriedly said: "Master, don't scare me."

Yu Qingfeng remained silent, raised his hand and tapped a few times to stop the blood flow in his neck.

After a while, he said: "It's nothing, I'm tired from being a teacher."

He looked at the two of them and said lightly:

"Take Chang An back to sleep, don't let him catch a cold."

"If there is any abnormality, go to Wugu Peak to find Elder Beiming."

"Remember what happened today, don't tell the head."

"It's late at night, go back and rest quickly."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and lay down wrapped in a brocade quilt, who knew that there was pain behind her, and she subconsciously groaned.

Lin Wanjiang felt distressed, and pretended not to hear, grabbed Duan Juechen and led him out of the room.

He knew that Yu Qingfeng didn't want people to see the embarrassment at the moment, so he could only let him calm down first.

As soon as the door was pushed open, he saw Yan Chang'an lying beside the door, kicked him violently without thinking.

Lin Wanjiang's eyes were red with anger, and the hands that held Changsheng tightly were trembling.

He really wanted to give this man a sword, but he thought of Yu Qingfeng's instructions, so he endured it.

Seeing Duan Juechen's figure, Lin Wanjiang said coldly, "Take him to your room and tie him up."

Duan Juechen nodded, grabbed Yan Changan by the collar, and dragged him into his courtyard.

Lin Wanjiang frowned, wanting to stay here to guard the gate, but afraid of disturbing Yu Qingfeng.

After thinking for a while, he still followed Duan Juechen, got up and went to his courtyard.

Hearing the footsteps drifting away, Yu Qingfeng slowly got up and staggered down on the bed with his waist supported.

Her head was full of black hair, messy and scattered, hanging from the bridge of the nose and falling down the jaw.

The blood moistened the temples, soaked in the fundus of the eyes, and the eyes were crimson.

The clothes were all ragged, and the white clothes were stained with blood.

Skin leaked from between the torn fabrics, bruised and bruised.

Enduring the severe pain all over his body, Yu Qingfeng clenched his teeth and wanted to take a bath in the bucket.

As he staggered forward, pain continued to come from behind him, his eyes flushed red, and he clenched his fists violently.

With a loud bang, the decorations in the room were broken one after another, and the wooden table case collapsed.

"what!!!"

With a low growl that was extremely suppressed, Yu Qingfeng raised his hand and the spirit flow surged around, cracks on the walls everywhere he passed.

His eye sockets were wet and his long eyelashes were foggy, he tried his best to bear it, but the boy's face suddenly appeared in his mind, and he suddenly burst into tears.

"Jiang'er..."

Whispering, lingering love.

The ending came to an abrupt end, leaving only a choked sob that slowly subsided...

'Chang'an...Yan Chang'an...'

'My dear nephew...uncle misses you very much...'

Whispers of demons came from his mind, and he was haunted by the nightmare of the boy tied to the corner.

Hearing the noise, Lin Wanjiang glanced coldly. He saw Yan Chang'an trembling all over, talking nonstop.

"Go...you go away, I don't have an uncle...I don't..."

Duan Juechen stepped forward, lightly touched the young man's forehead with the back of his hand, and suddenly withdrew his hand, looked back and said indifferently:

"Brother, he has a fever."

Lin Wanjiang frowned, squatted down and raised her hand to test the temperature, and then stopped her hand abruptly.

"It's so hot!"

This temperature is by no means a simple fever, the whole person is almost on fire.

Thinking of Yu Qingfeng's words, Lin Wanjiang hurriedly said, "Go to Wugu Peak!"

As soon as the words finished, Duan Juechen summoned the Absolute Spirit Formation to protect Yan Chang'an, and the two left in a hurry.

The shadow of the moon hung high, and the mist filled the sky, like thick ink smudged.

The candles in the room were flickering, and the man was half lying down, looking at the people in the courtyard with raised eyebrows through the window.

There was a white birch growing in the courtyard, and Wei Ziqi was being hung on the tree, her wrists were tied into knots with ropes, and she was hanging precariously in mid-air.

He frowned and scolded: "Bei Mingwen! You are looking for death! Let me go!"

The voice was clear and the volume was so high that the eardrums of those who yelled hurt.

This person was wearing a black practice suit, with mud all over the sleeves.

Tall and slender, with a fair face, sword-brows and star-eyed eyes.

His head was full of black hair, and he still looked like a teenager at the age of Li Zhinian.

Bei Mingwen smiled slightly, a spiritual flow gathered from his fingertips, and the rope snapped.

There was a loud bang, before Wei Ziqi could exclaim in alarm, she fell hard into the flower bed in the courtyard.

The man got up, raised his hand to straighten his clothes, and walked slowly towards the courtyard.

Beiming Wensheng was tall and tall, wearing a dark purple gown with delicate silver bells hanging around his waist.

The slender black hair is slightly curled, casually draped behind the head, half-tied into a bun and decorated with silver hairpins.

The complexion is slightly darker, the eyebrows are slender and upturned, charming and evil, and the facial features are deep and full of exoticism.

Walking to the courtyard, I heard a scolding: "Bei Mingwen! You grandson! You are so bad!"

Bei Mingwen smiled again, and slowly squatted down, the silver bell at his waist jingling.

He squinted at Wei Ziqi, and said with a smile, "You didn't let me let it go?"

The voice is hoarse and low, like a bewitching voice.

Hearing this, Wei Ziqi squinted her eyes and scolded: "I told you to let go! I didn't let you go like this!"

Bei Mingwen stretched out his hand, grabbed Wei Ziqi's bristling hair, and said with a smile:

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. You said that you will toss with me tonight."

Wei Ziqi felt pain, and hurriedly knocked Bei Mingwen's hand off, he said angrily:

"If it weren't for you to use tricks! I haven't lost anyone with just fists!"

After finishing speaking, he stood up neatly and punched Bei Mingwen away.

With a smile in his eyes, the man turned sideways and gently pinched the man's waist with his fingertips.

After being found out for her weakness and being hung up for a long time, Wei Ziqi's legs gave way, and she wanted to fall to the ground.

Suddenly his scalp hurt, the man grabbed his hair and pulled him up.

With a bang, his back hit his broad chest, Bei Mingwen stretched out his long arms, and pressed the person against the tree.

The man smiled lowly, and whispered in his ear: "Junior brother, stop making trouble."

Warm breath sprayed on her neck and shoulders, Wei Ziqi's back stiffened, and she raised her hand to hit her with an elbow.

With such force, Bei Mingwen's whole body was shaken, and he suddenly bent down and gasped in pain.

Wei Ziqi panicked when she heard the sound, turned around quickly, supported the man and asked, "Brother, are you alright?"

Seeing that he was being tricked, Bei Mingwen got up suddenly, picked him up and walked towards the house.

Wei Ziqi's face flushed, she hurriedly struggled and said:

"You bastard! Let me go! Believe it or not, I dig your ancestral grave tonight?"

The man laughed in a low voice: "Junior Brother, don't forget, Xinghai Burial is here."

After finishing speaking, he covered the man's mouth with one hand, and approached slowly: "If you want to make trouble, come back to the room with me."

After all, he hugged him tightly and walked towards the house.

Lin Wanjiang came in a hurry and happened to bump into this scene.

"Ahem... Elder Wei, Elder Beiming."

He could only cough lightly, signaling the two to stop first.

Elder Wei from Chishou Peak, and Elder Beiming from Wugu Peak, both practice the way of sentient beings.

It was rumored in the sect that the two practiced together as a couple, but no one admitted it, so it was treated as a romantic rumor.

But the relationship between the two is indeed very close, and they usually go out as a couple.

It's just that I don't know if it's fellowship or something else.

Seeing Lin Wanjiang's figure, Wei Ziqi kicked her legs hastily, her whole body flushed with embarrassment.

On the contrary, Bei Mingwen was frank, and put him down in his arms.

He asked, "What is Jiang'er doing here?"

Lin Wanjiang's face is the pass card of Tianhai Sanqing, and all the disciples of the peaks know it.

He came here late at night, maybe something happened to Yu Qingfeng.

Wei Ziqi struggled to no avail, before Lin Wanjiang could speak, she hurriedly said:

"Jiang'er, the master told me that I will take you down the mountain in a few days."

"I still have something to tell you, don't leave tonight! Come here quickly!"

Bei Mingwen frowned, but was about to answer when Lin Wanjiang said:

"Elder Beiming! Something happened to Chang'an! He is hot all over!"

Bei Ming heard that he was anxious, and asked in puzzlement:

"Chang'an went to look for Elder Chu and the head of the sect when he had a fever, why did he look for me?"

Lin Wanjiang gritted her teeth and could only explain:

"This matter may have something to do with Master, come and see with me!"

Beiming was startled when he heard this, although he was puzzled, he also knew that this matter must not be simple.

He assisted in sealing the demon in Yu Qingfeng's body.

This person has to endure pain and torture every year in retreat, one of which is burning hot all over his body.