Is it the same with other big brothers?

Ming Zhu pondered over and over again, and told Kua Yu what happened just now.

After he finished speaking, Kua Yu's eyes widened, and he was almost robbed by spar chips.

"Is he crazy?!"

Ming Zhu said sincerely: "I really wanted to beat him up at that time."

Kua Yu stuffed the remaining half of the spar into his mouth and swallowed it whole. He knelt beside Ming Zhu, grabbed Ming Zhu's shoulder with his small hands, and said, "Then why didn't you beat him? And he offended him. After you, why did you still go to comfort him and read to him? Do you still think things are not messy enough?"

Mingzhu pursed her lips.

Kua Yu said: "For a person who has such thoughts about you, the only thing you have to do is to stay away from him early and let him completely cut off those dirty thoughts. This is the best policy."

Hearing Kuayu say "dirty thoughts", Mingzhu frowned, but he didn't say anything about the word, he just sighed and said: "If it was someone else, I would definitely stay away from it and stop communicating with you. However, Zhou Nexue..."

Kua Yu shook his shoulder, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey! What's wrong with him? Why are you so special to him? I'm not happy."

Mingzhu said helplessly: "I didn't mean that, where did you think - do you remember what he said when Yucheng met Mingzhao last year?"

Kuayu was taken aback.

"He said that he sent the 'sword scabbard' to Rizhao Mountain five years ago." Mingzhu leisurely looked at the rippling lake surface illuminated by the moonlight on the opposite side, and said softly, "And five years ago, no, now it is six years ago, Because Yanfeng retreated, I came to take charge of Rizhao Mountain, and I watched all the affairs in the mountain, and I thought about it, but I didn't have the impression of sending any scabbard from the mountain."

Kuayu seemed to have figured something out, his pupils shrunk to a point, and he murmured: "The only one who came down from the mountain back then was... the thirteenth disciple Guining received, Zhou Yingxue."

Mingzhu nodded: "Because the disciples of Rizhao's inner sect are often at odds, the master has already given up his mind to accept new disciples, but that year, why did he only accept Zhou Lingxue who has no spiritual veins? Everyone can't figure it out."

However, if Zhou Lingxue was really the scabbard that Ming Zhao sent to Rizhao Mountain, then everything would make sense.

"Before Zhou Yunxue came to Rizhao, I would go to Hantan every half a year to suppress the tyrannical heat of the red lotus spirit veins in my body. There was no movement at all."

Kuayu's small face was almost wrinkled: "So, you just use him as a tool? But that's right, if he is really a scabbard made by Mingzhao, the only use is to give Honglian It is not unreasonable for you to think that the sword blocks the flames."

Ming Zhu shook his head, but he didn't know what he was denying.

Kuayu persuaded again: "I just said that your appearance is too condemned by God, and young people who have not even discerned right from wrong will often be unconsciously moved by such an amazing person. According to me, you should be there A slash across the face, turning into an ugly monster, no one will care about coveting it."

Ming Zhu said: "Although I know you are praising me, why do I get more and more awkward the more I hear this?"

Kua Yu sneered: "Come on, stop talking nonsense, and don't treat Zhou Lingxue so nicely in the future, lest he cause trouble if he is still young."

Mingzhu didn't speak any more, and the conversation between the two of them ended here.

In the early morning of the next day, the rigorous and self-disciplined Shang Yanfeng was the first to wake up, and when he looked up, he saw the bright candle sitting cross-legged on the promenade outside - he seemed to have not changed his position all night, his eyes were looking at the water in front of him, The back view is indescribably lonely.

Shang Yanfeng straightened his hair randomly, walked over and sat down side by side, and said, "Have you not slept all night?"

Mingzhu turned his head, a smile slowly appeared on his expressionless face, and he said lightly: "I thought about it all night, what is the price that Master is willing to expel Zhou Chengxue from the master's sect?"

Shang Yanfeng frowned: "What happened?"

Mingzhu didn't sleep all night, and his mind was full of repeating Kuayu's words "you just treat him as a usable tool", which made his head dizzy from the noise, coupled with some cold wind, his whole body Feeling drowsy, he leaned to the side, unceremoniously rested his head on Shang Yanfeng's lap, and said casually, "I don't want him to be in the sun anymore."

Shang Yanfeng remained motionless as a pillow, and said flatly, "It's nothing."

Ming Zhu closed his eyes slightly, and said weakly: "I think so, but I just want to give it a try, in case Master is in a good mood today."

Shang Yanfeng said: "No matter how good the master is, he will definitely not agree, and he will punish you severely. You just came out of the cold pool, did you not stay enough?"

Ming Zhu's face was a bit ugly, Shang Yanfeng said: "What did he do to make you so angry that he wanted to drive him out of Rizhao Mountain?"

Mingzhu groaned and was unwilling to answer. When he was playing tricks, there was a sound of a piano behind him. Mingzhu looked back, and saw Yi Lingju changed into a black robe, standing tall and tall outside the door, looking at it with a smile. with him.

Mingzhu heard the words in the string, got up from Shang Yanfeng's lap, and muttered: "Okay, I understand, don't rush."

After a while, Mingzhu and Yi Lingju walked leisurely along the long cable bridge between Xishan and Beishan towards Xishan.

Mingzhu looked sleepy, it didn't look like he was going to see his sister, but was going to be executed.

Yi Negju tapped a string of notes lightly on the qin wood behind him with his backhand: Neg Xue came here with me this morning.

Ming Zhu was startled, and after a moment he said in astonishment: "Did he hear that?"

Yi Lingju: Yes.

Mingzhu's first reaction was not "this is the end of the calf", but a strange sigh of relief, he stepped on the rope bridge under his feet, and said softly: "You are right, he is still young, he should not be trapped In the cage of the sunshine, I will not be free for the rest of my life."

Although Yi Lingju didn't know exactly what he meant by these words, but seeing the rare look of loneliness on Ming Zhu's face, he raised his hand and rubbed his elder brother's head with some distress.

When the two arrived at Xishan, You Nu heard the news and came to greet them.

The girl who was always smiling came bouncing over, and when she saw Ming Zhu, she rushed over to give her a hug, and said with a smile: "Eldest brother, elder brother, long time no see!"

Mingzhu liked this little junior sister who was too happy, and hugged her back, and said softly: "That's right, did You Nu miss senior brother?"

"Think about it!" You Nu nodded desperately, then looked behind, and asked again, "Where is Brother Jiu? Why didn't he follow?"

Ming Zhu: "..." Perfunctory!

Mingzhu pretended to be sour and said: "I'll beat that little Jiu who stole my favor when I go back."

You Nu giggled amused by him, took out a small paper bag from her sleeve, took a few pieces of cakes and stuffed them into Mingzhu, and said with a smile: "Elder brother, eat."

He completely ignored Yi Lingju who was on the side, but fortunately, Yi Lingju was well-preserved, without the slightest bit of dissatisfaction, still smiling like a noble and swaying famous flower.

Mingzhu ate the pastry, with curved eyes, and asked cautiously: "Well, you girl, how is your elder sister feeling today? Where is she now?"

You Nu blinked her eyes, and said, "Isn't Senior Sister always in a bad mood every day? Right now, I'm on Donglin Terrace to take care of the disciples of the outer sect."

Mingzhu immediately turned his gaze to the smiling Yi Lingju, and there were a few big words shining in his eyes-Second brother save my dog's life.

Yi Lingju chuckled, and then walked to Donglin Terrace with Mingzhu.

Donglin Terrace was built on the cliffs of the mountain, surrounded by waist-high railings on three sides, and it was always cold and snowy, and was used as a martial arts arena by inner disciples.

When Ming Zhu tremblingly followed Yi Lingju up, Ming Fanhua had already cleared the scene, and at this moment, he was leaning on the railing on the other side of the cliff and going down into the abyss, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Mingzhu walked over and said cautiously: "Flaty..."

Ming Fuhua turned his head, looked at him coldly, chose a sword from the weapon rack at the side, and said to Ming Zhu: "Come and learn with me."

Ming Zhu quickly refused: "No, no, no... I'm just building a foundation now..."

Before he finished refusing, Ming Huahua swung his sword over without blinking. Wherever the sword wind passed, the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice crystals, and it barely stopped when it reached Ming Zhu.

Ming Zhu was so frightened that he almost stopped breathing, hurriedly hid behind Yi Lingju, tremblingly grabbed Yi Lingju's arm and shook it, and said in a trembling voice: "Second brother...help me..."

The heavy snow fell slowly, covering the ice crystals almost instantly.

Ming Huahua said: "Get out of the way."

Yi Lingju smiled, took off the violin behind him, hung his hands in front of him, plucked a string slightly, and his spiritual power rushed towards Ming Fuhua leisurely in a semicircle.

Ming Fuhua swiped his sword to scatter without even looking at it, and repeated word by word: "I said, let, let go."

Yi Lingju had no choice but to return a helpless expression to Ming Zhu.

Only then did Mingzhu stand up trembling, and said with a bitter face: "I will go to see the master later, don't 'discuss' too hard..."

Ming Huahua said: "That's natural."

An hour later, Yi Lingju walked back home along the cable bridge, carrying the bright candle that he couldn't get up.

Half of Mingzhu's body was about to be frozen, and his whole body was covered with bruises, but his face didn't have any scratches at all, allowing him to meet the real Guining perfectly.

Mingzhu crouched behind Yi Lingju's back, and said, "I suspect that we two are not real siblings, otherwise how could she have the heart to do such a cruel thing?"

Yi Lingju smiled.

When the two returned to Beishan, Ming Zhu gathered some strength, got off Yi Lingju's back, and said: "I'm going to find Master, you go back first, oh, remember to let the last person who left my yard clean up , I clean up every time I drink, and it's unfair for you to pat your ass and leave after drinking."

Yi Lingju stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead, then left with a smile.

Ming Zhu looked at the Rizhao Hall in front of him, his bright eyes shone with deep waves, and he walked in after a while.