Is it the same with other big brothers?

The candle burned for three whole days, and the whole person was almost burnt stupid. Shen Di'an, who was often taking care of him, would sometimes call mother, sometimes master, and sometimes cry like a child. Shen Di'an was tormented beyond words.

Shen Di'an studied medicine since she was a child, and Rizhao Mountain would come to him whenever a student felt unwell, so he was the one taking care of Ming Zhu these few days, and soon she lost a lot of weight.

And the act of Mingzhu cutting his face and kneeling outside the hall also brought a little trouble to Master Gui Ning as he wished.

There are still a few months until the Zongmen Grand Competition. Shang Yanfeng, who had the full authority to arrange this matter, directly put down the burden. Popularity is dead.

Every time Daoist Gui Ning summoned him to inquire, Shang Yanfeng would reply coldly: "Senior Brother is injured, I need to take care of him, I'm afraid I don't have time."

Master Gui Ning: "..." Little brat!

He couldn't, so he had to hand over the matter to Yi Lingju. Although Yi Lingju also complained about Guining's actions, it was not as obvious as Shang Yanfeng, and he took over without any rejection. He was busy all day long. Keep your feet off the ground.

Mingzhu was in a daze for several days, and finally woke up from the nightmare. As if he had stepped on the ground, he instinctively turned over and rolled off the bed.

There is no one in the room, and the moon is above the branches outside, and there is silence.

Ming Zhu got up on his own, feeling weak all over his body, but he had been lying down for so many days, and after taking a few breaths, he walked slowly to the veranda outside the seat, sat cross-legged, and looked at the pond in front of him disgruntled. Preoccupied.

The surrounding area was very quiet, and Ming Zhu stared blankly for a long time before walking barefoot along the steps under the veranda.

Kua Yu rubbed his eyes and appeared in a daze: "Candle?"

Mingzhu didn't speak, and continued to move with a blank expression, and didn't stop until he reached the edge of the pond.

The icy water covered his feet, calves, and thighs, soaking his thin clothes and sticking them tightly to his body.

Kua Yu floated in the air and pulled his hair: "Hey! Zhuzi, are you going to jump into the river and commit suicide?"

The touch of the hair touching the skin made Ming Zhu wake up like a dream, he froze in place, and suddenly murmured: "Hot..."

Kua Yu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Is it a spiritual vein?"

Mingzhu stared blankly at the water in front of him, and whispered: "I...I feel so uncomfortable..."

Kuayu tiptoed on the water, gently hugged him, and coaxed him in a low voice: "It's not uncomfortable, it's going to be fine."

Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly squatted down slowly, allowing the water to spread to the top of his head.

Kua Yu watched him curled up and lying under the water, only then did he realize that something was wrong, he quickly turned a few times on the water surface: "Zhuzi? Mingzhu, this is not a cold pool, even if you soak in it, it's useless Ah, hurry up, okay, I'll take you to Hantan, you're going to have an accident here."

When Mingzhu first came to Rizhao, he was weak because of the red lotus spirit veins. He lived in Guining Zhenren Palace for several years, and later moved to Zhiya.

When decorating the yard, the fifth junior brother who just came to Rizhao was greedy for beauty, and wandered around behind Mingzhu's buttocks all day long, and heard Mingzhu vaguely say that he wanted a pond to raise fish - originally he just said casually Said, who knew that Shang Yanfeng, who was still a half-grown child, was very solid-minded, and directly blasted a huge hole for him with spiritual power, which attracted spring water to pour in, and it barely became a pond.

The water in the cold pool has the magic circle drawn by Gui Ning Zhenren, which can make Mingzhu survive in the water for ten years, but the spring water in the pond in the backyard has no spiritual power. If you stay inside for half an hour, you may be suffocating.

Ming Zhu's face was calm, he curled up and lay under the water motionless, Kua Yu wanted to pull him out but he didn't dare to go down because he was afraid of the water.

He became more and more anxious, thought for a while, and suddenly used his spiritual sense to send out a cry for help on the spider.

Soon, Shang Yanfeng came over in a hurry, and saw Kuayu standing on the water, tremblingly touching the water with his toes.

The bright candle lying in the water felt hot all over his body, as if a fire was burning inch by inch along his meridians. He instinctively wanted to scream out, but suddenly there was a voice roaring in his ears.

"You can't hold on anymore? Are you going to give in?"

Ming Zhu stared blankly and thought: "Yeah, I can't hold on anymore."

"Do you want to die?"

Ming Zhu said heartily: "I don't want to."

Mingzhu was in a daze, as if he was floating in mid-air, and there were sharp questionings in his ears.

Can't you hold on?

Do you want to die?

"Are you trash?"

In the depths of the memory covered with a layer of ashes, the dust was gently wiped away by a hand in a trance, and the eyes of the bright candle were bright in an instant.

The willows are swaying, and the white catkins are flying.

"Brother?" Xiao Fuhua looked childish, blinked and pulled his hand, whispered, "What is Wulingmai?"

Sitting on the grass, Xiao Mingzhu was carelessly weaving straw rings out of wicker. He tilted his head slightly and said angrily, "Why are you asking this? Did anyone say anything to you?"

Fuhua nodded: "People from the Ye family said that I am a waste without spiritual veins, and I only know how to embarrass my father."

Ming Zhu's cheeks were puffed up with anger, he threw the half-woven grass ring on the ground, got up from the ground and took Ming Hua Hua's hand, and said angrily: "That bastard Ye Weiyang, go, Hua Hua, I'll beat you up!" He'll give you a break!"

Fuhua knew that her elder brother was not in a good temper when encountering his own affairs, so she quickly grabbed his hand and said coquettishly, "It's okay, brother, don't cause trouble."

Mingzhu let out a "hum", the spiritual power in his hand was tumbling, and a delicate ice sword leapt out of his hand, still covered with mist, he patted Ming Huahua's shoulder and said: "Don't be afraid."

Mingzhu aggressively took his younger sister all the way to Ye's house. The servants of Ye's house didn't dare to stop him when they saw him, so he went all the way unimpeded, found Ye Weiyang and beat him up—even though in the end he also Get hurt all over.

The young Ye Weiyang half of his body was turned blue and purple by the ice of the bright candle, he jumped up from the ground angrily, and said: "Ming, are you sick? Do you know what it means to have something to say, yes, I mean vanity has no spiritual veins, but I'm right, why are you making such a fuss?"

Mingzhu gave him a "bah" and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. He was very rascal: "I beat you. Since you look down on Wuling veins so much, then I will curse your newborn brother is also a waste without spirit veins." When the time comes, I will definitely ridicule him to death, and let him feel my sister's grievances too!"

Ye Weiyang was furious when he heard the words, and grabbed the broken sword on the ground: "Ming Zhu! You fucking said I could, but dare to call my brother, I won't be named Ye unless I beat you to death!"

The two wrestled together again, pecking at each other with their meager cultivation level, and finally got to the point of pulling each other's hair, and they were separated by Ming Zhao, who arrived late at night.

Mingzhu lay on Mingzhao's arm like a gossamer, panting too hard to speak, but still uttered harsh words intermittently: "Look...see who...beat who...you brat...bah !"

Ye Weiyang was helped up by the servants, but after hearing the words, she still struggled to jump forward: "You are... the brat! You have the ability to come down!"

Ming Zhao was angry and funny, and apologized to the owner of Changye Villa for a long time before returning home.

When Ming Zhu regained some strength, Ming Zhao took the collar and threw him into the Ming family ancestral hall to punish him to kneel.

Ming Zhao sat on a chair beside him with his legs crossed, and he groaned while eating the pastry, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Mingzhu fought for a long time, and knelt down all night. He was already very hungry, but Mingzhao was still eating comfortably. His stomach was growling, and he held back, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm not wrong. !"

Ming Zhao looked at him quietly, and said earnestly: "Son, just admit your mistake to Dad, and this matter will be over like this. If you are so stubborn again, I will take care of you at home."

Hearing the family law, Ming Zhu was a little panicked, but still pretended to be calm, and said: "Ye Weiyang is wrong, I am not wrong."

Mingzhao leaned forward, looked at his son's stubborn eyes, sighed, and said, "Son, come and learn from Dad. I, wrong, wrong, just three words, easy to say, be good."

Ming Zhu paused for a moment, then hummed with shame and anger, "I was wrong."

Ming Zhao clapped his hands immediately, and said, "Very well, the family law will take care of me."

Bright Candle: "..."

Mingzhu suddenly jumped up from the ground, and the ice in his hand exploded suddenly, wanting to freeze his goddamn father into an ice sculpture, he said angrily: "Old bastard, you are playing with me!"

With a smile on his face, Ming Zhao made a decision to scatter the little snow silk of Ming Zhu, and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I didn't play tricks on you once or twice, can't you just accept it?"

Bright Candle: "..."

I want to kill my father every day.

In the end, Mingzhu still did not escape the family law, and lay on the bed for half a month before reluctantly getting out of bed.

When Ming Zhao came to see him, he met Ming Zhu's still resentful eyes, smiled indifferently, and said lightly, "Do you know why I punished you?"

Ming Zhu gritted his teeth and said, "You think it's fun."

Ming Zhao asked in surprise, "You can see this?"

Bright Candle: "..."

"Okay, okay, I'm joking," Ming Zhao comforted him, "There is another reason, that you don't know how to write the words "overestimate one's ability."

Mingzhu said in a muffled voice: "I just need to vent my anger on Vanity, and I don't care what else to do. Didn't Ye Weiyang get beaten up by me that day? I guarantee that his bones will be broken after he returns. Every time it rains The pain in the snow is unbearable!"

Ming Zhao punched him on the head, and said with a half-smile, "Then what about you, you were beaten like a bear."

Mingzhu covered her head and glared at him fiercely.

Ming Zhao was unmoved: "Zhu'er, the so-called revenge is to let you save your life after killing the enemy, not to let you rush forward and die with others in a foolish way, understand?"

Mingzhu puffed his mouth, but still didn't speak.

Ming Zhao looked at him, suddenly sighed softly, and said softly: "I know you want to protect the vanity, but have you ever thought about..."

There was a sound of "wow--".

A hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, grabbed Mingzhu's wrist, and dragged him out of the icy water.

Shang Yanfeng forcibly grabbed his hand and threw it to the shore, and walked up dripping with water, cursing: "Ming Zhu, are you looking for death?"

Mingzhu lost his eyesight, and there was a buzzing in his ears.

"...But have you ever thought about whether you have the power to protect others?"

"I am punishing you this time to let you know that it is impossible for you to protect Huahua now. If the kid from the Ye family hadn't been merciful this time, do you think you and Huahua would still be able to go home alive? You You won't be so lucky every time."

"You can't even protect yourself, and you still want to protect others?"

"Zhu'er, are you being too naive?"

Mingzhu listened drowsily to the taunts and questioning, and then his eyes blurred, the real Guining in white was condescending, his eyes were cold and expressionless looking at him, his eyes were full of contempt for ants.

"You don't have a choice either."

Mingzhu's heart was shocked, and he allowed himself to fall into the darkness.

Yes, Zhou Yunxue is not qualified to choose her own life, and neither are you.