beautiful brother on top

To spy without warning is to hide.

The twittering birds chirped one after another outside the window, giving Wen Can a headache.

He didn't get up, he just grabbed something from the bed and threw it out. It hit the window with a "bang", causing whispered curses outside the door again.

"I don't have much ability, but my temper is not small. I have been tossing around for most of the night, and I finally calmed down for a while. I don't know why I went crazy again in the early morning."

"Oh, it's alright, it's alright, then he is still a young master, no matter how he makes trouble, the owner of the house will take care of it."

Then he didn't know what to say, the man gave a low laugh twice, and completely disappeared outside the door.

Wen Can was quarreled by them, and rubbed his dizzy head, thinking it was some blind waiter who was presumptuous in front of his door, and was about to turn over and continue to sleep, when he accidentally pulled his back, causing a burst of burning pain.

He turned over suddenly, didn't even bother to put on his clothes, and looked around vigilantly.The first thought in his mind was that he must have been attacked by someone in the inn last night.

But after thinking about it, there seems to be something wrong. Didn't he already die in Calvary?

Seeing the familiar layout in front of her eyes, and the messy place where she didn't know where to start, Wen Can was in a daze for a moment.

This is the room he used to live in.

The place where he lived for 17 years before entering Qingxuan Mountain.

Ever since he was targeted by various immortal families, he was either jealous or fearful, but all wanted the "San Tong Qi" and the Exterminating Evil Sword in his hand. Since he left the Wen family, he has never returned.

Don't want to, don't dare.

But it was clearly not a dream, the lid of the teapot he accidentally stepped on caused him pain, and even the orchids he raised on the window sill were still alive.

Suddenly, I remembered that before I died, I cut my palm with the Miexie sword, and swore with blood, "If he has a chance to come back, he must be buried with all the immortal sects"...

He won't really be reborn, will he?

The burning pain in his back made him more awake. Wen Can kicked away the broken teacup and walked to the mirror by the window.

In the mirror, the white and thin back was covered with welts, spreading from the back of the neck to the buttocks. After a night, it had turned deep red.

Wen Can touched the wetness on her back, and the wound she pulled when she got up just now started to bleed again, and she didn't even get the medicine.

The slightly immature face in the mirror was slightly frowned, and there was a stubborn and unruly youth in his eyebrows and eyes, and even his figure was slightly thin, which seemed to be caused by long-term malnutrition.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys are just growing up, but people like Wen Can who are beaten three times a day are half shorter and weaker than others, and their wrists are not as thick as others.

Before Wen Can recovered completely, the rustling sound outside the door sounded again, only two footsteps came hurriedly, they knocked on the door with feigned respect, and said loudly: "Second Young Master, you are up!" ?"

He didn't hear Wen Can's answer, and the man continued: "Second Young Master, don't blame the master for punishing you, the master did it for your own good, after all, after leaving the Wen family, no one else cares who you are. If you knew the master's good intentions, you shouldn't be angry with the master."

Wen Can remained silent.

The man was obviously a little impatient, and the person next to him whispered to him: "Why are you talking so much nonsense with him, Aunt Rong just asked us to bring him the medicine, you don't care if he takes it or not."

"That's right, why are you talking about it? They are both my own sons. You see that the eldest son is so beautiful, why is the second son living in such a miserable life? Living in such a remote courtyard, there is no one to wait on him. Do you want us to come all the way to deliver things?"

The man muttered a few words, but he couldn't figure it out, and said to Wen Can in a strange manner, "The second young master left the medicine for you at the door, you can use it."

It wasn't until the two men walked away and disappeared at the end of the long corridor that the door opened with a "squeak", took the medicine from the door, and continued to close again.

Wen Can barely endured the pain, and sat on the edge of the bed to apply medicine to herself.Concentrating on his palm, he wanted to see how much he had left in his cultivation, but when he opened his hand, there was nothing left.

Sure enough, he was reborn, and he was 17 years old after rebirth, before entering Qingxuan Mountain.

The reason why he was so sure was all thanks to the scar on his back.

Lanxi Wenjia belongs to one of the immortal families and is in charge of a side of water and soil.The second son Wen Can's name is known to everyone, but what they know is not good.

Everyone in the Wen family knows that the head of the Wen family hates the second son Wen Can the most. Since he was born, he has never given him a good face, and has never raised him as his own son. But there is not even a place for Wen Can to stay, so he can only live in a remote courtyard.

On the day he was reborn and came back, he just had a fight with the boy from the Li family on Chengdong Street last night. He abruptly broke one of the man's arms, and the bones were shattered. .

After he came back, his father didn't even ask him the reason, and beat him half to death with a whip, his skin was ripped apart, and he just lay there all night.

His father and elder brother didn't want to see him, even the servants at home would give him a wink, and the dog servants who deceived him even left the medicine at the door and wouldn't let him in.

It sounds good because of Patriarch Wen's order, but they don't want to get into trouble if they don't sound good, so as not to get close to him, the god of plague, so bad luck.

Wen Can reluctantly gave himself good medicine, his stomach was already growling with hunger, and no one came to bring him food until midnight, obviously knowing that most of the time he would not want to get up today, so he simply ignored him.

In his previous life, he was angry with his father because of this matter, and almost starved himself to death. Since then, the relationship between the two has completely broken down.So much so that until he was finally besieged by the Xianmen family and the Wen family expelled him from the house, he refused to lower his head and ask, "Why do you hate me so much?"

Since God heard his appeal and gave him a chance to be reborn, don't blame him for being merciless.

This time, he will not let anyone who wants his life go!

Wen Can put on her clothes and went out. She walked for a long time without seeing a single person along the way.

He lived in the small courtyard on the west side of Wen's mansion, because his father didn't want to see him, so he had to leave him far away.

The kitchen is on the other side of the house, and we have to go through the corridor of the lobby. Wen Can is already familiar with the way.

In front of the door of the lobby, there were two rows of guards, all dressed in black robes, they looked like well-trained immortal disciples.These are the guards raised by the Wen family. The last time Wen Can saw them line up in the front hall in such spirit was when several other aristocratic families came to visit several years ago.

In addition to the Wen family's guards, there was a group of disciples in blue and white long gowns in front of the courtyard, each wearing a long sword by their side, which looked much more formal than the Wen family's guards.

Wen Can saw the light blue belts around their waists at a glance, and a jade leaf pendant hanging under the delicate curved water patterns, which he was very familiar with.

That is the symbol of Qingxuan Mountain.

Why did the disciples from Qingxuan Mountain come to Lanxi?

Wen Can lay on the promenade and peeked secretly, it must be someone from Qingxuan Mountain.

The most special symbol of Qingxuan Mountain is the disciple's belt. Ordinary disciples are all light blue curved water patterns, with a leaf jade pendant hanging on them. Only one person is wearing a moon-white robe. He can stand out among the crowd without unnecessary decorations. Refreshing.

Wen Can's hand holding the corridor turned white.

He suddenly remembered someone.

In his previous life, he held the Miexie Sword and the "San Tong Qi" and practiced it to the highest level. The immortal family was afraid of him. Only that person gave him a hard blow and made him recognize himself. is something.

Later, he was plotted against, surrounded by a family of immortals, and died tragically on Calvary. Even his own father and elder brother disowned him, and only that person wrapped his body in horse leather, saving his last face.

Wen Can shook her head mockingly, thinking that she was a clown in front of him in her previous life, so she felt funny.

Could it be he who came through the closed door?

Whether it is or not, he has to go and have a look.

However, there were too many guards in the front hall. If he went in so rashly, he might be thrown out by the guards ordered by Master Wen before he saw the people inside.

In his previous life, the old man was like guarding against thieves, preventing him and Wen Ziyu from snatching the opportunity to enter Qingxuan Mountain, and preventing him from going out to embarrass the Wen family. How could it be so easy for him to come in front of Yunlian.

It seems that we have to think of something else.

Wen Can thought about it, turned over and climbed up from the corridor, along the eaves of the corridor, he tiptoed up to the roof of the front hall.If it was in his previous life, he would have gone up as soon as he took off, so why would he have to spend so much effort.

But as long as he can see Yun Lian, it's worth letting him climb two more floors.

After choosing a place to sit down, Wen Can squeezed his limp calf, suddenly he felt that the roof was a bit high.Obviously, he was never afraid of Yujian flying in his previous life, so why did such a small roof make him cowardly.

Is it possible that without cultivation, there will be more sequelae of fear of heights?

One tile was lifted, and the sight was not very good, and another tile was lifted, and the voice of speech could not be heard.Wen Can even lifted a few tiles, but couldn't find a satisfactory position.

Just as he was about to continue, someone in the group of white-clothed disciples suddenly noticed his movement and shouted loudly: "Who is hiding there!"

Wen Can's retreating steps stopped, her feet slipped, and she accidentally stepped on the place he had lifted, and turned over and rolled off the roof.

He was already covered with injuries, even though he took advantage of the situation to dodge when he rolled down, Wen Can was still thrown in a mess, holding his waist and screaming: "Oh, it's broken, it's broken, my waist is going to be broken. "

Sensing that something was wrong, Wen Can raised his eyes, and everyone looked at him in unison, as if he had been caught/raped on the spot.

He frowned, looked at the disciple, his eyes fell on him coldly, Wen Can had no doubts at all, if it wasn't for his own territory, the disciple would have been able to shoot the sword directly.

So he stuck his waist and raised his voice and replied: "Why did you scare me, causing me to fall for nothing, will you pay for the damage?"

The little disciple didn't seem to expect that the person in front of him would bite back, and then he said in a daze: "It's obvious that you are hiding on the roof and eavesdropping, and you rely on others to scare you. If you don't do anything wrong, how can you be afraid of being scared?"

"My son is aboveboard looking at the scenery on the roof, how can it be called hiding?"

Wen Can originally wanted to walk out with her back straight, looking more righteous, but the injury in her back hurts faintly, she managed to hold on for a while, and had to give up.

The little disciple obviously didn't want to let him go, so he held his head high and said, "Spying without warning is regarded as hiding."

Wen Can tilted his head and looked at him. He had some impression of this little disciple. In his previous life, he had been following that person as a small follower. Now it seems that he has imitated his posture.

Wen Can was a little dazed, and felt that it was really the solid piece of wood.

"You..." The little disciple didn't have any vision.

Before he finished speaking, the people in the front hall were disturbed by their noise. Wen Su, the Patriarch of the Wen family, walked in the front, keeping a straight face all the time, as if someone owed him millions of taels of silver Yes, especially when seeing Wen Can, his face darkened several degrees immediately.

Wen Ziyu followed closely, his thick eyebrows almost knit together.Beside him stood a man in a blue and white long gown, with a long sword on his body, with a slight smile on his face, kindly and incompatible with the surrounding people.

Wen Can frowned, and it was Yun Bingrong who came.