Is it the same with other big brothers?

Zhou Lingxue's pupils shrank, and then she lowered her breathing.

He slowly groped towards the place where the snake's tail retracted. Before he had taken two steps, a sound of piercing through the air suddenly came from one side. Zhou Lingxue only had time to raise his hand before he was hit hard in the waist by something. The whole person slammed into the bookshelf beside him.

The bamboo slips and books on the shelf rustled all over the floor, and Zhou Lingxue also staggered a few steps before standing still, and there was a sharp pain in his waist after being hit.

Zhou Lingxue didn't dare to move anymore, lest he should be rushed, he could vaguely see that Mingzhu's state was not right at this time, so he had to be more careful.

There was a rustling sound all around, as if something was slowly crawling.

Zhou Lingxue waited for a while, and felt the palpitations around him subside a little bit, and then tentatively asked, "Senior brother?"

The rustling stopped abruptly.

Zhou Lingxue waited patiently for a moment before hearing a voice from the corner.

"Thirteen?"

A pair of eyes shining with golden light slowly appeared in the corner, looking even more strange in the darkness.

But Zhou Nexue was not frightened, he took a light breath, and tried to keep his voice as soft as possible, lest he frighten Ming Zhu: "It's me."

The golden eyes blinked slightly, and then Ming Zhu screamed sharply: "Get out!"

Zhou Nexue: "Brother!"

"get out--"

Feeling that the surrounding atmosphere has become unstable again, even the enchantment covering the outside is faintly chaotic, and a ray of light comes in from the outside, slightly illuminating the dim room.

Zhou Lingxue vaguely saw the scene in front of her, her pupils shrank sharply, and she even stopped breathing.

Mingzhu was still wearing the green robe he had thrown on last night, and his white hair was messy on him. At this moment, he was covering his ears with his hands, curled up in a corner and trembling violently.

He was dressed in a disheveled blue shirt, protruding from the hem was a white snake tail.

Zhou Lingxue's eyes were sore, he hesitated and stretched out his hand towards Mingzhu, with the palm facing up, indicating that he had no malicious intentions, and said softly: "Brother, don't be afraid, please don't be afraid of me."

Mingzhu closed his eyes tightly, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. The long snake tail seemed to be out of his control, and it was gently swinging on the ground. The rustling sound made Mingzhu even more frightened.

Seeing that Mingzhu didn't respond, Zhou Negxue took two steps forward tentatively. Although Mingzhu was a bit ignorant, his instinct was restraining him from attacking the person in front of him, but the snake's tail swung even more violently.

Soon, Zhou Lingxue moved slowly to the three steps of the bright candle, and suddenly saw that the snake tail at his feet was covered with scars, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

Zhou Lingxue took a deep breath, put one knee on the ground, stretched out a hand towards the bright candle, and said softly, "Senior brother, I'm here."

When his hand was about to touch Ming Zhu's shoulder, Ming Zhu, who had been quiet all this time, seemed to be awakened, and suddenly raised his head, and gave him a cold and stern look with his cold-blooded snake eyes.

Zhou Lingxue choked for breath, so she had no choice but to withdraw her hand, put it in front of him to show her palm, and whispered: "Look at me, I won't hurt you, I will never hurt you."

Ming Zhu looked at him coldly for an unknown amount of time, when Zhou Nexue's face was covered with cold sweat, Ming Zhu leaned forward lightly, rubbed against his palm expressionlessly, and said in a low voice: "Thirteen."

Zhou Lingxue finally breathed a sigh of relief, took another step forward, and tentatively reached out to hug Ming Zhu's thin body, but this time, Ming Zhu did not show any attacking posture, and leaned into his arms very docilely. , the body softened into a puddle of water as if it had no bones.

Zhou Lingxue gently held up his bloody hands, and found that the hands were not injured, but the sharp fingers were full of blood, and then thinking about the strange scar on the snake tail, he realized that the scar turned out to be It was caught by Mingzhu abruptly.

Thinking of this, Zhou Lingxue's heart ached beyond measure. His elder brother couldn't bear even a single scratch, so under what circumstances could he use his nails to gouge out his own flesh and blood?

Zhou Nexue said softly, "Does it hurt?"

As he asked, he stretched out his hand to cover his wound with spiritual power, but this action seemed to frighten Mingzhu again. With a sudden scream, he rolled out of Zhou Lingxue's arms, lying on his back. On the ground, resting his forehead on the back of his hand, trembling even more.

Zhou Nexue was taken aback, and hurried forward, only to hear Ming Zhu let out a low whimper from his throat, shrill and desperate.

"Brother!"

Mingzhu tremblingly said: "You...you go out...you go..."

Ever since Zhou Nexue came, the only thing Ming Zhu said was to let him go. Seeing him like this, Zhou Neg Xue was not willing to leave. He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to pinch Ming Zhu's shoulder and let him face himself, Suppressing unknown anger, he said coldly, "Go? Where do you want me to go?"

Mingzhu just whimpered and shook his head.

A flash of anger flashed in Zhou Lingxue's eyes, and he immediately made a gesture to get up, saying: "Okay, I will leave now as you wish."

Mingzhu's brain reacted vaguely, and then his whole body was a little terrified. He thought desperately: "He...he is leaving too, and he is leaving me too..."

The pain and despair made him feel a little strange, and he looked at Zhou Xuxue in confusion and fear.

Zhou Nexue paused when she wanted to get up, then lowered her head to look at him, and said in a low voice, "Let go."

——Ming Zhu's hands were tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, and his knuckles were all blue and white.

Ming Zhu didn't even know what he had done subconsciously, tears were streaming down his face, and he was still murmuring in a trance: "You go out..."

Zhou Nexue lowered his head and stopped his movements.

Ming Zhu shook his head desperately while choking with sobs and crying: "You get out, go quickly..."

But his hands were tightly grasping Zhou Lingxue's skirt and would not let go.

Zhou Nexue sighed in his heart, sore and uncomfortable, but he still said cruelly: "Let me go, then you let go."

hand?

Let go?

Mingzhu didn't understand the meaning of the word in a daze, and after a moment of stunned, he realized that his hand was holding Zhou Lingxue. He wanted to let go, but his fingers couldn't move at all because of his instinct.

If Zhou Nexue really wanted to leave, he could just wave Mingzhu's strength away, but he just didn't move, looking down at Mingzhu, wanting him to let go.

"If he insists on not letting go, I won't leave half a step even if I die." Zhou Lingxue thought, "But if he lets go..."

He froze for a moment.

If Mingzhu really lets go, what... what will he do?

Just when Zhou Lingxue was also a little confused, Mingzhu, who had been in a trance, suddenly let out a low cry, and then let go of his hand a little bit.

Zhou Nexue was stunned, and before he had time to react, Ming Zhu rushed forward, wrapped his hands tightly around his waist, buried him in his arms, and finally burst into tears.

"Don't go..." Ming Zhu hugged him tightly, whimpering, "I was wrong, don't go... I was wrong, I was wrong."

This is the first time that Mingzhu cried out so bitterly in front of him. Zhou Lingxue was stunned for a long time before reaching out to hug him back in her arms, gently rubbing against his cold white hair, and softly Said: "I won't go, even if you drive me away, I will never go."

In this embrace, Mingzhu finally spread out all of himself in front of Zhou Shengxue: "I... I am a monster, I am not the Mingzhu in your memory, Thirteen...I want to give him back You, but no, he's gone, no matter how hard I try to live, I won't be like him..."

His words were confusing, but Zhou Lingxue almost shed tears: "I don't care, as long as it's you, I don't care about anything."

Ming Zhu grabbed him as if he had caught the last straw, and said in a trembling voice, "You...don't lie to me, don't lie to me."

Zhou Lingxue patted him on the back softly: "I will never lie to you, nor will I leave you."

Xu Shimingzhu was completely appeased by Zhou Lingxue, the barriers around him slowly disappeared, and the light poured in, illuminating the messy room.

Zhou Lingxue gently hugged Ming Zhu who had fallen asleep, and patted him on the back once in a while, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the curtain opened the door and came in with a bowl of medicine in his hand. He walked over and handed it to Zhou Lingxue, saying: "This is the medicine made from the blindness grass. If you feed it to him, it will restore to its original state."

Zhou Nexue took it without saying a word, and gently fed it to Mingzhu.

Ming Zhu was drugged in a trance in his sleep, and the snake tail that hadn't been retracted because of the agitation of his mind and spiritual power ran away, and then slowly turned back into slender legs-there were bloody scars all over them.

Zhou Lingxue picked him up by the waist, the room was so damaged that he couldn't live in it temporarily, so he carried Mingzhu to the room next door where he lived before.

Na Lian followed in amazement, and said: "Every time his spiritual power is out of control, I can't make him recover with all my efforts, but you are fine, just kiss and hug twice, tsk tsk, admiration. "

Zhou Lingxue glanced at him coldly, Na Lian smiled at him ambiguously, and said, "Boy, you have a bright future."

Zhou Lingxue didn't like to speak harshly to Ming Zhu's savior, so she turned her head away from him and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Na Lian waved his hand and said: "Thank you for what you say, after all, he is someone I don't hide from Lin."

Zhou Nexue said lightly, "It won't happen in the future."

Na Lian: "Huh?"

Zhou Lingxue didn't explain anymore, and politely invited the curtain out, telling him not to disturb.

Mingzhu's vitality was severely injured, and he woke up groggyly after sleeping until the second night.

For the past two days, Zhou Lingxue stayed close at every step, felt his white eyelashes move, and quickly held his hand.

"Senior brother, are you awake?"

Mingzhu slowly opened his eyes, glanced casually, and said vaguely: "Water."

Zhou Lingxue helped him up and fed him a glass of water.

Only then did Mingzhu slowly regain his sanity, recalling the memory of yesterday, he froze all over, looking at Zhou Lingxue in amazement and fear

.

Zhou Nexue pretended not to know, and said, "Are you hungry? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Mingzhu lifted the quilt and found that he didn't even have any scars on his legs. He began to be a little confused whether yesterday was a dream or reality. He took a light breath and cautiously asked: "Where are we?"

Zhou Nexue said: "Sweeping Moon Tower."

Ming Zhu took a breath.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and the curtain rushed in, saying: "To be honest, I know how to use the town spirit lamp, please get up and help me see."

Mingzhu's face turned pale immediately, and he looked at Zhou Lingxue's expression in horror.

Zhou Lingxue's face remained unchanged, he raised his head and glanced at the curtain, and said with a half-smile: "I want to know how to use the Zhenling Lamp, why don't you just ask Ye Weiyang?"

Na Lian shrugged and said: "I really want to, but when I went to find him, he had already entered a secret realm to die and die, and he couldn't even find a person, so I had to search for it by myself—ah, to be honest, you are stunned." What are you doing, come here quickly."

Ming Zhu looked at the two people in a daze, and was unable to react for a while, so he let out a blank "Ah?"