beautiful brother on top

Do you hate me in your heart?

Yun Bingrong is the second senior brother of the Shimen, and Wen Can had a lot of dealings with him in his previous life. He is different from the independent Ling Qingjun. His impression is not bad.

Wen Su asked with a serious face: "What's the noise? I wonder if there is a brother from Xianmen coming. What does it look like?"

He obviously said this to Wen Can.

The moment he saw Wen Su, Wen Can's pursed smile froze at the corner of his mouth. He had seen such a disgusted expression countless times in his previous life.

However, the current Wen Can is not the same as before.

Putting those two dark faces aside, Wen Can squeezed out a smile calmly: "You, a tile on your roof is broken, I'll fix it for you, so that it doesn't rain suddenly and drench you. "

Wen Can raised his hand, still holding the tile that he lifted up.

Hearing this, Wen Su's face became even more ugly: "What's the mess, get the hell out of here."

Beside him, Yun Bingrong kept looking at Wen Can, and then suddenly lowered his eyes and smiled.

Seeing that Wen Can was sizing up Yun Bingrong all the time, as if he didn't know who was in front of him, Wen Ziyu's eyebrows remained unmoved, and he introduced in a cool voice: "This is the second senior brother under Ping Cangzun, the head of Qingxuan Mountain, Yun Bingrong , don’t come to see you soon.”

"Under the cloud, Yun Bingrong." Seeing that Wen Can was different, Yun Bingrong raised his hand and waved the little disciple away, and asked, "This is the second son of the Wen family, Wen Yijun, right? "

"The dog is reckless, let the fairy look at the joke."

Wen Can was not surprised to see his father glance at him in disgust, and forced a smile with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Yun Bingrong looked at Wen Can, and said with a smile: "How could it be, Second Young Master Wen is a handsome man with an outstanding temperament, but my junior brother is ignorant and abrupt, Second Young Master. I'm here to apologize to Second Young Master."

The little disciple named Huan Shucheng turned his head, holding the sword in his hand, and bent down straight to Wen Can, reluctantly said: "Young Master Wen, I have offended you so much just now, please forgive me, Young Master."

"No, no, no, I was reckless, and I was also at fault." Feeling guilty after being stared at by his father, Wen Can immediately returned the salute.

Wen Su took a deep breath, adjusted his expression, and then cupped his hands at Yun Bingrong: "The two elders of Xuanshan Mengqing never gave up. I still remember my Wen family. The dog is incompetent. Please trouble the fairy for a long-distance run. This time the new disciples are getting started. According to the agreement between the aristocratic family and Xianmen, our Wen family will definitely be there, so please rest assured."

"Patriarch Wen has a heart, so I will wait for Mr. Wen at Qingxuan Mountain."

Looking at Yun Bingrong's polite and elegant return, it suddenly reminded him of how he was when he first met him in the previous life, and then Wen Can remembered the purpose of his visit this time.

For a new disciple to start, wouldn't that be the time when he was about to enter Qingxuan Mountain in his previous life.

Qingxuan Mountain is the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals, especially in the sect there is Li Huai Immortal Venerable who has ascended for many years, which is beyond the reach of all immortal families.All the immortal families want to send their disciples to practice with great concentration, so that they can return to honor the sect.

Therefore, Qingxuan Mountain will recruit a group of aristocratic family disciples every four years to teach them, which can be regarded as maintaining the connection between the immortal sect and the aristocratic family.But each aristocratic family can only have one disciple enter Qingxuan Mountain, and only teach for four years. After four years, they can choose to go down the mountain on their own. If they don't leave, they can stay under Qingxuan Mountain.

However, in his previous life, before Wen Can could wait to go down the mountain four years later, he was surrounded and suppressed by the group of "Righteous Ways" who coveted his belongings.

Wen Can curled his lips. In the past, he remembered that Qingxuan Mountain only sent a letter, and a notification would be enough. This time, Yun Bingrong, who is the second senior brother, can go down the mountain in person. I'm afraid it's not that simple.

It seems that his big brother didn't come.

Thinking of Yunlian, Wen Can's expression became complicated, he didn't know what expression to put on to express his feeling of being reborn.

Yun Bingrong seemed to have seen Wen Can's sudden change of expression, and then said, "By the way, the second son will also come to participate, right?"

Wen Can, who was suddenly named, raised her head in a daze, and pointed to herself: "Me?"

He was afraid he was joking.

But Yun Bingrong said with a serious look: "Yes, the second son is smart and talented, why don't you come and see it together, the gate of Xuanshan Mountain is only opened once every four years in the Qing Dynasty, the second son should not miss the opportunity."

Hearing what Yun Bingrong said, not only Wen Can, but everyone's expressions began to become complicated.

Who doesn't know that Wen Can, the second son of the Wen family, is a waste who can't even use a sword. He ranks last among the sons of the aristocratic family, and he is completely different from the eldest son Wen Hao. Mountains can become tired dogs.

If he went to Qingxuan Mountain, he would only have to embarrass the Wen family in front of all the immortal families.

Wen Su was about to wave his hand and say no, even Wen Ziyu had to blurt out the words don't let him embarrass him, but Wen Can at the side held his hands behind his back and replied unhurriedly, "Okay."

If he didn't go down, how could he have the chance to see Yun Lian's wooden face again.

"Then it's settled. Let's see you at Qingxuan Mountain on April [-]th." Yun Bingrong said as if he was afraid that someone would go back on his word, and held his sword to say goodbye to Wen Su. I'll take my leave first."

"Go slowly, Elder Immortal."

They came and went quickly, a group of disciples rose up with their swords, only to see a few bluish-white shadows skipping over the sky, white clouds floating in the shadows, and then completely disappeared.

It was night, Wen Can was summoned to the study of the Patriarch.

If it was Wen Can in the last life, I'm afraid he would be so anxious now, he would still wonder if he did something wrong again, and his father would come to punish him again.This time it was whipped, beaten with a board, or hung outside to wake him up.

But now Wen Can has nothing to care about, they are all people who have died once, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

He is not the son of the Wen family, not in the past, and will not be in the future.

The candles in the study were always burning, and I couldn't count how many lamps were lit, which seemed to be brighter than during the day.

Wen Su has always had this habit, the lights in the study never go out, no matter when he comes in, one or more candles will be lit, as if waiting for someone.

The door was not closed, Wen Can subconsciously knocked on the door, but no one answered, so he walked in without hesitation.

"father……"

This jerky "Dad" came out with a hint of hesitation, and Wen Can suddenly realized how long it had been since she had called him like this.

"Kneel down."

The man standing in front of the mural with his hands behind his back turned his back, and his eyes fell on the pretty figure on the mural without moving his eyes away.

Wen Can raised her eyes in surprise, looking at her father's back and the smiling woman on the mural, she felt suddenly lost.

Seeing that Wen Can didn't move, Wen Su came back to his senses and said, "Kneel down and kowtow to your mother."

Pulling back the black robe, Wen Can knelt down straight, did not speak, and kowtowed three times. When she got up, she caught a glimpse of the inscription in the corner of the mural, which read in vigorous handwriting: Beloved Wife Ruan Heng.

Wen Su caressed the mural, and murmured, "Wen Can, have you always hated me in your heart, hated that I treat you differently than Ziyu?"

Wen Can straightened her back, gritted her teeth and said, "No."

"No?" He seemed to be in disbelief, turned around, looked at Wen Can's face, "How could you not hate me, you should hate me, you must hate me in your heart."

Wen Can lowered her eyes and didn't answer.

He didn't know what to say, did he say hate? After two lifetimes, he had already seen it.It is impossible to say no to hate.

"Didn't you always want to ask me why I hate you so much?" Wen Su paused, then raised his hand to help him up, "Actually, you always knew it, but you just didn't want to believe it."

Wen Can avoided his hand, knelt for a long time, and her calf shook slightly when she got up.

The whole Wen family knew that Wen Can was born as a nemesis. He killed his mother when he was born, so he was always hated by his father and elder brother when he grew up.

Of course, outsiders don't know why Wen Ziyu can enjoy all the glory and become a leader among the disciples of the aristocratic family, while Wen Can is like a worthless waste, rolling in the mud all day long.

Only Wen Can knew that his birth was a mistake.

Wen Can clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, but never spoke.

In his previous life, he hated his father for more than ten years, even if he was expelled from the house in the end, he still refused to lower his head and ask a question.

Now, he didn't know what to ask.

The man in front of him was silent for a long time, and finally picked up a token of the Wen family from the table and handed it to him: "This time the new disciple's entrance trial, you go with Ziyu, Qingxuan Mountain is far away, you should go out to see the world It saves me from dangling in front of my eyes every day and annoying me."

Knowing that he was changing the subject, Wen Can curled her lips in a self-deprecating manner, and took the token.

The ink-colored crane totem hovers on the small token. This token can only be held by the Wen family's direct relatives. Taking it out represents the identity of the Wen family. He has been jealous of Wen Ziyu's brand for a long time, but he also Can only look jealous.

In his previous life, he only got it when he was on the Qingxuan Mountain, but he never took it out.

"Just go out, I don't expect you to be successful, just don't embarrass the Wen family." After finishing speaking, he waved Wen Can out.

Outside the door, Wen Ziyu stood with his back against the sycamore tree for an unknown how long, when he saw Wen Can come out, he looked away unnaturally.

Wen Can called out in a low voice: "Brother." Knowing that he deliberately stalked his neck and listened outside for a long time, Wen Can asked again, "You heard everything."

Wen Ziyu stared at him, his thick eyebrows almost flew up: "Don't think that I will admit that you are my younger brother after getting the token of the Wen family. Wen Yijun, you are not worthy."

Wen Can has never been a person who is easily intimidated. No matter in his previous life or now, even if he was besieged in Calvary by a group of immortal families and knew that he was going to die there, he was not afraid.

In his whole life, speaking of it, there were only two people, one was Yun Lian, the senior brother whom he had always looked down upon in his previous life, and the other was his elder brother Wen Ziyu in front of him.

For Yun Lian, Wen Can was afraid from the bottom of his heart, but for Wen Ziyu, he felt guilty.

Guilt because of his appearance, a son of a family who should have been consummated lost everything, and was ridiculed for a lifetime.

Wen Ziyu's temperament followed his father's. He was born proud and competitive. Wen Can's repeated forbearance aroused his subconscious anger: "Do you think I don't know why you fight with others? What qualifications do you have to fight with others?" When others fight, why do you fight against others with the reputation of my Wen family? Could it be that what he said is wrong, didn’t you kill A Niang? Aren’t you the nemesis of our Wen family! "

Wen Can raised his eyes, and after a day of tossing, he almost forgot that the wound on his back was still bleeding.

What Wen Ziyu said was right, he was not qualified to fight with others.Last night, the reason why he went out to fight regardless of everything was because the man said that he was a child without a mother, that he killed his mother and deserved to be bullied.

The 17-year-old Wen Can was young and frivolous after all, and could only use his fists to tell him to shut up.

"I didn't fight against the Wen family's reputation, otherwise I should have beaten him to death last night."

His uncultivated body fights, and he can only use wild ways in the quagmire. Because of this, he will be more ruthless in his shots.The boy who was half a head taller than him was in front of him, and his arm was also broken by him.

Wen Ziyu snorted coldly, thinking that he was talking big words: "If you have the time to speak harshly, why don't you go back and practice hard, so as not to get Qingxuan Mountain, be beaten half to death, and embarrass my Wen family. I won't save you then."

"Brother Lao is concerned, I won't embarrass you."

Wen Can squeezed the token in her palm tightly, nodded slightly, and without waiting to say anything else, she walked past Wen Ziyu and strode away.

In her previous life, Wen Can held the immortal family's "San Tong Qi" and a sword that could summon evil spirits, which frightened the immortal family and regarded him as an evil spirit.Later, he was besieged by all the immortal sects, and died in the vicious Calvary. It was his senior brother who he despised who wrapped his body in horse leather.

This time, he will go the same way, but he wants to go in a different way.