Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

Facing the approaching sword tip, Wen Sheng did not dodge at all.

He allowed Long Yuan, who was full of demonic energy, to pierce his chest, and his eyes never fell on himself, "Why did you kill me?"

"The heart demon can also advance? One sword is not enough for you to die?" Wen Fang frowned slightly, pulled out Longyuan and blinked before slashing.

It's just that this time he was blocked by Wen Sheng, he pinched Wen Fang's wrist, with a temperature that didn't belong to a demon, "I'm not a demon, I'm Wen Sheng, it's your brother."

Wen Fang's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth and said, "If you are really my brother, you would have died just now."

This is really hard to explain, since the fairy weapon is out, it is difficult to parry even the great power in the tribulation period.What's more, Wen Sheng still appeared as a Jindan stage ghost cultivator?

Ordinary reasons are not enough to win Wen Fang's trust, and after a second thought, Wen Sheng thought about answering: "I am indeed dead, but the soul will have another chance later."

What Wen Sheng said was the truth, "When I met a foreign space, I went to the outside world for a while."

Wen Fang turned his wrist to break free, his eyes gradually stained scarlet, "This time the excuse is novel, but it is still useless."

After all, Jian Guang fell down again, with a look of not listening to what was said.

This fight must be fought.

Wen Sheng had no choice but to cooperate with him to block a few moves, before he was completely enraged, he grabbed Longyuan from his hand and kicked him flying.

The sword in his hand rang out, obviously unwilling to be held in his hand by hearing the sound, but other than that, there was no other resistance.

The sword has not completely recognized its owner, and he was relieved when he heard the sound.

Wen Sheng approached slowly, held the sword against Wen Fang's throat, and said condescendingly: "Can the heart demon take away your Longyuan? Can it take your life at any time?"

Wen Wen's scarlet retreated quite a bit, but she was still stubborn, "It's not a demon, who are you? Ming Yi? No, he can't kill me."

"I said, I'm Wen Sheng." After Wen Sheng finished speaking, he withdrew his sword and threw Long Yuan to the ground.

Turning his palm slightly, hearing the sound, there were two red lines in his hand, and he asked, "Do you still remember this?"

"Peace Knot?" Wen Fang took back the sword and struggled to get up.

"Look for yourself." Wen Sheng entrusted the red thread to Wen Fang, without stopping there, "I was in another world at the time, so it sent Fusang to me."

"Fusang is your daughter. I named her Fusang because she fell among the Fusang bushes."

"Fusang?" The rope was never faked. More than 600 years ago, Wen Fang tied his own rope to the wrist of his newborn daughter when he came out of the secret realm.

It was precisely because he always thought that his daughter had already died in Ming Yi's hands, that the inner demon appeared in the form of his daughter time and time again, without hearing the sound.

But now the "heart demon" in front of him is telling him with a peace knot that his daughter is not dead?

If Wen Sheng in front of him is really a demon, then it is absolutely impossible for him to know the "Peace Knot", because even Wen Fang himself has long forgotten about this thing.

Wen Fang's eyes changed several times, and finally calmed down, "Where is she?"

Hearing the sound, he could see his wavering, and wanted to comfort him that Fusang would be back soon, but he couldn't open his mouth when the words came to his lips.

That's right, how did Wen Sheng forget that he can't tell lies?

As a last resort, Wen Sheng could only tell the truth: "Fusang was taken away by Ji Han. But you don't have to worry too much, the two of them are not enemies, and Ji Han will not hurt her."

"Ji Han." Wen Fang read aloud, his thoughts drifting away.

Over the past 600 years, Wen Fang has more or less found out that something wrong with Ji Han.This person had no clear connection with Ruishoumen, and he encouraged Mingyi to guard the Heavenly Demon Halberd. Almost every major event in the past had something to do with him.

However, just after Wen was put into the demon, this person disappeared from this world.

How is it so coincidental?

Wen Fang always felt that Ji Han had other plans, but now after hearing Wen Sheng's explanation, he suddenly felt that everything made sense.

Why did Mingyi keep refusing to admit that he killed Fusang?Why did Wangxu Realm seem to be abandoned after Ji Han disappeared?

Wen Fang tightly squeezed the red thread in his hand, staring at Wen Sheng's eyes filled with incomprehensible obscurity.

"Why did you come back now? What is your relationship with Ji Han? Who are you...?" Wen Fang said this, which is equivalent to believing that Wen Sheng is not a demon.

But Wen Fang is still vigilant, he just feels as if he has never really known Wen Sheng, as if the person in front of him is not his brother, but a stranger whom he met for the first time.

The two confronted each other for a long time, and finally sighed after hearing the sound, "No matter who I am, I am your brother.

A Fang, the luck in this world is extremely disordered now, if you continue to kill, I'm afraid it will be ruined. "

This answer did not satisfy Wen Fang. After a while, he gritted his teeth and threw it back to the safety rope, turned around and walked a few steps away, saying: "I won't listen to you, you can go."

He will not give up on killing easily, even after hearing the news, he will not change easily.

Time can change many things, with oblivion and misunderstanding.Even if we meet again, no one can go back to the past.

For this answer, Wen Sheng was already prepared.

Wen Sheng also knows that now Wen Fang is not too stubborn to listen, but after hundreds of years, he has already gotten used to making decisions by himself.

He is still willing to tell Wen Sheng his decision, which means that he still knows Wen Sheng's brother.

The same is true, Wen Sheng will not give up easily, "You and I haven't been back to Qingzhou for many years, do you want to go back and have a look?"

"I said, I want you to get out." Wen Fang paused every word, still unwilling to turn around.

"If I don't leave, I will take you with me." Hearing the voice, he didn't listen, "I won't leave you alone, whether Chonghua or Xiyuan, I won't leave you alone..."

Before he finished speaking, the icy sword energy pierced through the air again, touching the side of Wen Sheng's neck.

Wen Fang showed a ferocious face, "You can't kill you because of me?"

"Yes." Wen Sheng didn't deny it.

"I can't kill you, and I can't kill others? Just wait and see." Wen Fang said and was about to leave.

Hearing the sound, he naturally wanted to block it, "How about we make a bet?"

"Why should I promise you?" Wen Fang paused.

"I bet you," Wen Sheng said bluntly, "you can't kill all the hypocrites who forget the virtual world."

Hearing the sound, he decided that ordinary methods could not persuade Wen Fang to let go of his obsession. It took too long and the obsession became a demon.

Wen Fang didn't answer, but tilted his head slightly.

After hearing the sound, he continued: "Everyone has inner demons in their hearts. Some inner demons are aroused and become the hypocrisy we see. There are more, but they have not yet awakened."

"A person has the seven emotions and six desires, and if he wants something, he will have demons.

The person you think should be killed may have an unbearable past, and the person you think should not be killed is just that the conditions for awakening the inner demon have not been met. "

Wen Fang didn't interrupt, Wen Sheng could see his wavering from this, and knew that he had provoked his doubts, "Don't those Buddhas have to pass this test before they can cultivate?"

Sure enough, it didn't take long before I heard Fang muttering to himself: "But I have become a demon...why do I still have a demon in my heart?"

Heavenly demons have no inner demons, they are themselves demons.

It can be heard that Fang is an exception.

Hearing the voice clearly, he seized the opportunity, "No, you are not. You are a human cultivator with awakened demons, no different from the hypocritical person you think should be killed."

"You're talking nonsense!" Wen Fang turned around angrily, trying to deny it.

"Is it nonsense, you'll know when you go out and have a look." Wen Sheng looked directly at Wen Fang's red pupils, which were as deep as ever.

It was such a familiar pair of eyes, but Wen Fang felt cowardly not daring to look at him.

Wen Sheng was not in a hurry to say anything else, he was waiting for Wen Fang's answer.

After a long silence, Wen Fang finally raised his head, "I want to see if the hypocrites in this world can't be killed as you said."

"When are you leaving?" There was a little relief in Wen Sheng's eyes.

Wen Fang looked away, "Don't be too happy, I promise you with conditions."

"You said."

"You have sealed your cultivation, and you are not allowed to use spells without my permission in the future," Wen Fang said very domineeringly, "You should just be a mortal."

Wen Sheng didn't expect this condition, "You still don't trust me?"

"I was afraid that you would come out to make trouble when I was killing people." Wen Fang was confident and confident. He should feel a little ashamed after he said it, and a trace of discomfort flashed across his face, but it was not obvious because of the gloomyness.

"..."

Hearing the sound, he hesitated for a while, but finally agreed, and put a restraint on himself.

Isn't it just pretending to be weak?It's not the first time either.

Now that an agreement has been reached, the two quickly made a disguise and left Xiyuan.

Wen Fang covered his magic horns, shed his devilish aura and turned into an ordinary foundation-building monk, and returned to the attire he had experienced when he went down the mountain, but his temperament was quite different.

If he was a childish boy before, this time he is a taciturn and indifferent son of an aristocratic family.

But Wen Sheng, this time he became the son's hostage.

"Come up!" Wen Fang stood on the carriage in front of the floating hall, watching Wen Sheng condescendingly.

Hearing the sound, he opened his mouth and stopped talking.

Wen Fang frowned, "Just say what you want, I don't know how to guess."

Hearing the sound, he glanced at the luxury car that was more than ten feet away from the ground, and told the truth: "I am... am I not a mortal?"

How can mortals fly?

Hearing the breath, he stared at the sound for a long while, but he still captured him without saying a word.

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