Is it the same with other big brothers?

Sitting on the couch with a face as bright as sinking water, she probably woke up from a nightmare, panting slightly, clutching the edge of the bed tightly, her knuckles turning a little pale.

Zhou Lingxue's face was pale, and she froze in place, not even daring to breathe.

For a while, the whole room was dead silent, only the sound of the candle breathing lightly.

Zhou Lingxue gritted her teeth, and it took a long time before she dared to say: "Master, brother..."

Ming Zhu was probably stunned by the anger, rubbed the center of his brows lightly, closed his eyes tiredly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Go out."

Although Zhou Nexue knew that everything she said at this time was wrong, she still took a deep breath when she met Shang Mingzhu's eyes full of alienation and disgust, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother, I..."

"I said," Ming Zhu interrupted his words word by word, his black eyes were cold and stern, "...get lost."

Zhou Nexue took a breath and almost ran away.

Mingzhu sat on the bed expressionlessly, and pressed his forehead for a long time, only to feel a splitting headache.

At this time someone knocked on the door lightly, Ming Zhu raised his head, and saw Yi Chengju wearing a white crane cloak, standing in front of the door holding a piano, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Ming Zhu forced a smile and said, "Aren't you drunk? Why did you wake up so quickly?"

Yi Lingju was born with a calming aura, he walked slowly to Mingzhu's side, bent down and lightly touched the center of Mingzhu's eyebrows with his finger, then shook his head lightly.

Ming Zhu's forced smile subsided, and he said after a while: "Did you see it?"

Yi Lingju put down Jiao Weiqin, who never left his body, and wrote a few words in his palm with the hand holding the candle.

"He's still young."

Mingzhu pursed her lips, her eyelashes drooping slightly: "I know."

Yi Lingju plucked the strings lightly, and the loose and deep sound of the piano poured out, like an invisible hand gently calming Mingzhu's impatience.

Yi Lingju, the second disciple of Rizhao Mountain, is peaceful in nature. Because of his strange ability, he has practiced closed-mouth meditation since he was a child. Except for the real Guining who picked him up since childhood, no one has ever heard him speak.

He practiced like a day in Rizhao Mountain for more than ten years, but he lived like an ascetic monk. It took a long time to accumulate this compassionate temperament like an eminent monk.

Practitioners are most jealous of heart demons, and those inner disciples who stayed at Rizhao Mountain often encountered heart demons, the first reaction was not to go to Gu Ning, but to call out to the second senior brother and second senior brother to save my dog's life , staying in front of Yi Chengju for a few days, the mood will definitely calm down.

Ming Zhu seldom practiced, and never encountered demons. This was the first time he saw Yi Lingju's ghostly ability. It seemed that as long as he sat aside and did nothing, his impetuous heart would Involuntarily quiet down, can't think of anything else.

After a while, Mingzhu exhaled lightly, the impetuousness on his face had all receded, he stretched out his hand and pressed on the strings of Yi Lingju, and said: "Don't waste your spiritual power——what do you want to come to me in the middle of the night? "

Yi Lingju put down his hands in a good manner, his wide sleeves fluttered and signed a series of sign language, he didn't know what he said, anyway, Mingzhu's face turned green immediately after he recovered, he threw his head on the pillow, and lifted the quilt to cover it head, and said weakly: "No... I won't go, you have to go by yourself!"

Just as Yi Lingju was about to sign, he thought for a while that he couldn't see the candle, so he tapped lightly and rhythmically on the small case with his slender fingers.

Mingzhu lifted the quilt, looked at him faintly, and said: "I think you want me to die, she hasn't settled with me for leaving Rizhao without permission last year, and this time I have been in seclusion for more than a year and there is no news. If I go to Xishan, she will swallow me whole, second brother, please do me a favor and spare my dog's life."

Yi Lingju smiled, and said in sign language: "Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. She is your younger sister, so she will definitely not hit you hard."

Ming Zhu said: "Yes, if you don't use a cruel hand, you just push me back and forth in the water, forcing me to admit my mistake and never do it again next time."

Yi Lingju: "..."

Yi Lingju laughed: Can't you just admit your mistakes?

Ming Zhu said: "Am I not sincere enough to admit my mistakes every time?"

Yi Ling thoughtfully said: "Sincerely, so sincerely that I want someone to beat you up."

Mingzhu fell headlong into the pillow again, and said in a muffled voice: "Can I not go? Vanity will definitely kill me."

Yi Lingju chuckled and flicked his head: "No."

Mingzhu looked up at him, thought of something, suddenly smiled flatteringly at Yi Lingju, and said: "Then you can go with me tomorrow, with you here, vanity will definitely not let me down in public. "

Yi Lingju: Good.

Only then did Mingzhu heave a sigh of relief, he straightened his messy long hair and said, "Aren't you going back to rest?"

Yi Lingju: Instead of asking me, you might as well go and see Lingxue.

When talking about Zhou Nexue, Ming Zhu's expression turned ugly after finally softening: "Him? What's wrong with him?"

Yi Lingju: This is his yard, where do you tell him to go?

Mingzhu's face became even uglier: "Did he not go back to his room?"

Yi Lingju shook his head: I see him heading towards Hantan.

Ming Zhu was stunned for a while, then cursed in a low voice, lifted the quilt off the bed, put on the clothes beside him hastily, and said: "Don't go back, just make do with me and sleep overnight."

He only had time to explain these two sentences hastily, and rushed out like the wind.

Yi Negju watched Mingzhu's back disappear into the darkness, sighed silently, and was about to leave when the red lotus sword placed on the table suddenly trembled slightly, and the sword was still emitting red light with red lotus patterns.

Yi Lingju picked up Qin and stepped forward to touch the Red Lotus Sword, but he felt that the sword was trembling even more, as if he was afraid of something.

Yi Lingju has a handsome face, no matter whether it is a person, an animal, or a sword spirit, he will involuntarily have the urge to convert to Buddhism when he gets close to him. This is the first time he has seen something that he avoids.

"Are you afraid of me?" Yi Ling thought to himself.

Even when the Red Lotus Sword was facing Moxiu Mingzhao, it had never trembled so violently before. At this time, its posture made people feel that if it turned into a human body, it would be full of fear and trembling pitifully.

Yi negativeju withdrew his hand, and as expected, the shaking of the red lotus sword was much lighter.

"Sure enough, he's afraid of me." Yi Lingju didn't know why, but he couldn't communicate with a sword, so he had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Mingzhu rushed into the cold pool with a cold face, and as expected, he saw Zhou Lingxue sitting beside the cold pool, covered in frost and trembling slightly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhou Nexue turned her head slowly, looked at him with a blue face, her lips trembled, but she didn't say anything.

Mingzhu walked forward with a blank face, grabbed Zhou Nexue's wrist and dragged it out. Zhou Negxue was pulled back by him, staggered and walked out, biting his lips tightly without saying a word.

Mingzhu pulled him out of the cold pool before letting go, and said coldly: "If you don't have enough cultivation, you dare to go to the cold pool to stay. Why, playing tricks? Do you think I will soften my heart?"

Zhou Nexue had never seen Ming Zhu speak to him in such a cold voice, and was stunned for a long time, and the circles of his eyes suddenly turned red.

As soon as Mingzhu saw his red eyes, gritted his teeth and forbearance, his heart suddenly seemed to be pinched by something, it hurt and sore, he has never been ruthless to his own people, and immediately felt a little helpless, rubbed Rubbing between his brows, he forced himself to soften his voice, and said, "It's obviously your fault. If others see you like this, they will think I'm bullying you."

Zhou Nexue said tremblingly, "Yes, I'm sorry, senior brother..."

Zhou Lingxue was obviously a little taller than Mingzhu, but she bowed her head in front of him like a child and admitted her mistakes, her voice was low and aggrieved, but it was not annoying, anyway, Mingzhu's heart softened immediately.

"I, I will stay far away from senior brother..." Zhou Lingxue said calmly, the circles of his eyes became redder.

Seeing him helplessly admitting his mistake, Mingzhu sighed after a long time, and said in a low voice: "Don't cry, are you still a child? I didn't say anything, didn't I just let you go, and didn't call me?" You scolded you, why are you still wronged?"

Zhou Nexue suddenly buried her head in Mingzhu's arms.

Ming Zhu's clothes were already thin, but soon he felt a wave of warmth, making him even more helpless.

Zhou Nexue said in a trembling voice, "You...you let me go..."

Mingzhu quickly apologized and said: "Okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't let you go, if you want to go, I will go."

Zhou Lingxue tightly hugged Ming Zhu's shoulders, thinking disheartenedly: "This is the last time."

He couldn't stand Mingzhu telling him the scene of the roll with indifference again, just one time would be enough to make him suffer for the rest of his life.

Zhou Lingxue vented all the loneliness and grievances of the year, and finally let Mingzhu hold his hand, and returned to Wenxianju in a daze.

Seeing his distraught appearance, Mingzhu sighed countless times, took care of the youngest junior brother to clean up and wash up, pushed him to the bed, threw the thin quilt on the bed, and said: "Don't think too much, go to sleep quickly. .”

Zhou Lingxue's eye circles were still red, and she stared blankly at him.

Ming Zhu covered his eyes with his hands, and ordered: "Close your eyes and go to sleep."

Zhou Lingxue closed her eyes in a daze, and forced herself to fall into a deep sleep, but after a while, she couldn't help opening her eyes, only to find that Mingzhu was still sitting on the stool beside her.

Zhou Lingxue said slowly: "Senior brother..."

Knowing that he couldn't fall asleep, Mingzhu casually flipped through the book and said calmly, "Can't sleep? Shall I read to you?"

In the past, Zhou Lingxue read to coax Mingzhu to sleep, but at this moment, when she turned around, Zhou Lingxue was a little dazed, and nodded for a long time.

"Let me see what kind of book this is?" Ming Zhu casually flipped through it twice, and suddenly said "tsk", "Why do you have so many messy books here, Yinfu Jing... Well, it's okay, you don't need to pick it. "

Zhou Nexue stared at him blankly.

Mingzhu's voice is already clear and pleasant, and when he smiles, it is like a breeze blowing his ears. Even when he reads the difficult scriptures, he reveals a casual and lazy taste. When he reads the next chapter, Zhou Fu Xue couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep tiredly.

"...Sinking into the fire..." Mingzhu glanced at a line of words on the scriptures, suddenly chuckled, and murmured in a low voice, "Suicide."

He put down the book and left Zhou Lingxue's room lightly.

Tossing about this shit until midnight, Mingzhu was so tired that he wanted to lie down and rest for a while, but the bed was occupied by others, so he had to sit cross-legged on the side of the promenade next to Xiju, staring at the lake in front of him in a daze .

Zhou Lingxue's cold and pear-scented kiss when his mind was full of confusion, he was irritable and worried. Although he usually acted like a romantic boy, he actually knew nothing about love. It would be able to defeat his usually immobile indifference.

"Praise jade."

Kua Yujian jumped out of his sleeve and instantly turned into a human form and sat side by side with him on the corridor, kicking his short legs hanging outside the plank, and said sleepily, "Why aren't you asleep?"

Mingzhu absently handed him a spar, and said: "Can't sleep, talk to me."

With the spar, Kuayu suddenly became sober, hugged the spar and ate happily, and said vaguely: "Okay, tell me, what do you want to say?"

Mingzhu was silent for a long time before saying: "Zhou Yunxue."

Kuayu said blankly, "Why are you talking about him? A little boy."

Ming Zhu said heartily: "Well, you are so bold as to dare to kiss my little furry child while I am asleep."

The author has something to say:

In the future, you may even have sex with your little hairy child.