Is it the same with other big brothers?

Early the next morning, Zhou Lingxue was woken up by a dull sound. When he opened his eyes, he saw a person curled up on the couch in front of him—it was Mingzhu.

Zhou Nexue was startled, and immediately helped him up, but Mingzhu curled up and hugged his abdomen, trembling with pain, still whimpering.

Zhou Nexue hugged him and put him on the bed, and said softly, "Brother, let me see where I hit? Where does it hurt?"

He gently brushed Mingzhu's messy hair away, and found that some blood had already flowed from his forehead, and he knew that the fall was not light.

Mingzhu didn't care about the injury on his forehead, he clutched his stomach and gritted his teeth, "I hit, hit the corner of the couch..."

Zhou negative snow: "..."

Such a big bed, even if a person rolls over and over on it, he won't fall off, and he doesn't know what kind of ability Ming Zhu has, he can roll himself off such a high bed.

Zhou Lingxue hastily forcibly pulled away the hand holding his belly, and opened the jacket, and saw that there was a bruise on the waist and abdomen, and he could tell how much pain he was having at a glance.

Ming Zhu was trembling all over, he gritted his teeth and pointed at the couch, "Move, move out..."

Zhou Lingxue was helpless. He wiped off the blood from his forehead with a dry cloth, covered the wound with spiritual power on his palm and gently covered the cut. Soon, the scar that was one finger long healed quickly. Not a single scar remained.

Ming Zhu froze for a moment, slowly opened his misty eyes, and looked at Zhou Lingxue suspiciously: "What... is this?"

Zhou Lingxue put her hands on his waist and abdomen again, doing the same thing, and explained lightly: "Senior Brother Ten researched it a few years ago, using spiritual power to repair the wounds on the body, the healing of the wound is almost immediate, does it still hurt, Senior Brother?"

Sure enough, Ming Zhu felt much better. He sat up from the bed and asked, "Old Ten? How has he been in recent years?"

Mentioning Shen Di'an, Zhou Lingxue looked a little dignified, he shook his head slowly, and said: "His health has been deteriorating over the years, and he often fell asleep for several months. Fifth senior brother said that if he couldn't find Qiqiao Linglongyu again, he might suffer But this winter."

Ming Zhu's face suddenly turned ugly: "What is the Qiqiao Linglong Jade? Where can I find it?"

Zhou Lingxue said: "It is said that Nanqinghe in Yucheng has been in charge of it these years, expanding the power of Yueyue Tower. Although the seven-orifice exquisite jade is rare, it should not be considered a rare item for Yueyuelou. I originally planned to find it. Brother Ninth will go to talk about Yucheng later."

Mingzhu nodded hesitantly, and said: "Then I will go back to Rizhao with Qingkong..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Lingxue's expression changed, she grabbed his wrist, and said coldly: "No, you have to follow me."

Bright Candle: "..."

Mingzhu looked at him strangely: "After you find Linglongyu, you can still see me when you return to Rizhao, and it's not like you will never see me again. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhou Lingxue pursed her lips and said nothing, neither good nor bad, but her hand was firmly grasping Ming Zhu's wrist.

The two were in a stalemate, and Lu Qingkong rushed in through the door, yelling: "Elder brother! Elder brother, let me hug you!"

Zhou negative snow: "..."

Mingzhu immediately broke free from Zhou Lingxue's hand, put the outer shirt on the side on his body, and caught Lu Qingkong who was rushing towards him.

Lu Qingkong hugged Mingzhu, immediately relieved, rubbed his forehead against Mingzhu's neck, squinted his eyes and murmured: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm not dreaming."

Ming Zhu was almost amused by him, reached out and touched his head, and said: "You, you, when will you be able to do things more safely, if I come one step late, your life will be lost."

Thinking of this, Lu Qingkong couldn't help being afraid for a while. He grabbed the bright candle and refused to let go, angrily said: "I must tell Master when I go back! That Ye Weiyang is really not a thing, thanks to us trusting him so much, every time we ask him He will only say that he can’t find out the clues of those monks who have lost their souls, hehe, he himself is the chief culprit, if we find out the clues, there will be ghosts.”

When he was excited to speak, he kept talking non-stop, and he was helpless when he spoke, and he was very worried that he would dehydrate himself.

After Lu Qingkong scolded Ye Weiyang for a while, he seemed to remember something, hugged Mingzhu's arm tightly, and urged: "Brother, where have you been all these years? The second brother said that you fell off the cliff, Even the golden core was broken, how did you survive?"

Mingzhu originally had a smile on his face, but when he heard this topic, his face turned pale. He pursed his lips and said hesitantly, "I..."

Zhou Nexue, who was watching by the side, was already full of displeasure. At this time, she walked over and grabbed Lu Qingkong's hand and threw him aside, and said coldly: "The chattering early in the morning makes people's heads hurt. If you have no If there is anything wrong, go contact Fifth Senior Brother and report to him that he is safe, he has been worried about you all the time."

Lu Qingkong gave Zhou Xuxue a fierce look, but seeing Mingzhu's pale face, he was too embarrassed to lean closer to him, so he curled his lips, took out a yellow tasseled jade ring from his sleeve, and wiped it lightly.

After a long while, Shang Yanfeng's spiritual consciousness sprang out from the jade order, and condensed into an illusory figure on the spot. He frowned and said, "Qingkong, are you alright?"

Lu Qingkong said: "Yes, yes, I almost lost my life, where are you, Senior Brother Fifth? When will you come over to Shen Guo and help me beat Ye Weiyang up, luckily Senior Brother arrived in time this time, Otherwise you won't be able to see me."

Shang Yanfeng was taken aback for a moment, and frowned: "Elder brother? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lu Qingkong was also stunned for a moment, looked up at Mingzhu, and said, "Haven't you told Fifth Senior Brother yet?"

It was difficult for Ming Zhu to explain, so he had to smile slightly.

Zhou Lingxue said: "Before it's too late, you can ask the fifth senior brother if he has been to Shou'an city, and if he arrives, tell him not to enter the city rashly, and there are two demon cultivators with powerful spiritual power appearing from Biri Cliff, he is probably not opponent."

Lu Qingkong didn't know why, but he still told the truth.

Shang Yanfeng's face was a bit ugly, and he said: "We have already arrived at Shou'an City, there is no one around in the city, I am afraid it is... Third Senior Brother! Be careful!"

Everyone only saw a look of panic on Shang Yanfeng's face, and then his consciousness burst like snowflakes and disappeared.

Lu Qingkong's face suddenly turned pale, and he tried to wipe the consciousness left by Shang Yanfeng over and over again, but he couldn't connect no matter what.

He raised his head in a daze, and said in a low voice, "Brother..."

Mingzhu and Zhou Lingxue's faces were also a little ugly, and soon, Zhou Lingxue made a decisive decision and said, "Let's go back to Rizhao first."

Lu Qingkong hurriedly said: "The song Ancheng..."

Zhou Lingxue said coldly: "There are countless demon cultivators in Shou'an City, as well as Lian who has come back from the dead. Even if the master comes, they may not be able to win, not to mention that they have a Bai Lian whose spiritual power is comparable to that of Lian. Fa Ren, that man's spiritual power is overwhelming, he is like a monster, we will not be able to die if we encounter him!"

There was no blood on Mingzhu's face, his lips moved slightly, and he said after a while: "Yanfeng, will Xueyu be okay..."

Seeing his face like gold paper, Zhou Nexue wanted to hold his hand distressedly, but before touching it, Mingzhu withdrew her hand in horror, and almost instinctively took a step back, her eyes frightened looking at him.

Zhou Nexue's heart trembled when he saw this look in his eyes: "Senior brother..."

Mingzhu took a deep breath, knowing that he had overreacted, he forced a smile, and was about to say something, another jade token in Lu Qingkong's hand suddenly lit up, and then the divine sense of Uncle Gui He appeared directly .

Lu Qingkong burst into tears: "Little uncle!"

Gui He looked solemn, and said in a cold voice: "Are Yan Feng and Xue Yu with you? Their longevity lamps suddenly went out just now."

When this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Mingzhu only felt a buzzing in his ears, his body swayed slightly, and then his eyes went dark, and he fell down suddenly.

In the groggy state, Mingzhu was unconscious, and had a big absurd dream—he dreamed of the scene when he fell behind the sun-blocking cliff.

It was hot and dry all around.

hot.

The whole body is hot as if it is about to boil.

In a trance, a voice came from a distance, which was not very real.

"You're extremely hot, that's pain."

Mingzhu thought dazedly: "Ah, so I've been in this pain all the time."

A feeling of powerlessness filled the meridians all over the body, blood slowly flowed out from the severed wrist of his left hand, and vitality also flowed out little by little from the wound on his abdomen.

"I'm dying."

Mingzhu couldn't even open his eyes, he felt the pain all over his body was almost numb, he didn't know if he was crying or struggling, he could only hear his own voice resounding in this nothingness.

"Master..."

"father……"

"Fashion, Yan Feng, ten, thirteen..."

In vain, he recited the names of everyone who might come to save him, his voice became softer and softer, and the hot blood spread all over his body, turning his flesh and blood into bones.

No one will come to his rescue.

When the pain was so dizzy, he unexpectedly had a thought that dying like this would be a good destination.

In a trance, it seemed that someone was whispering something softly in his ear, there were all kinds of voices, it was noisy and very lively.

He tried his best to listen, and heard a burst of laughter in a trance.

"Fifth Senior Brother! Third Senior Brother! Second Senior Brother!"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Third Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother, who are as glorious as the moon, would idle around and talk about other people like ordinary people."

"Senior Brother Jiu is really amazing to bite back. Isn't he afraid of being beaten by the crowd?"

Mingzhu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were ominously red, and the source of the noisy noise was a small shadow bead, which should have fallen from his neck when he fell from the sun-blocking cliff.

At this time, I don't know if he hit and broke the formation by mistake, the image of Lu Qingkong biting the inner disciple after failing to plead guilty in the junior master's morning class slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

At that time, the photo beads were placed in the middle of the desk, completely retaining the influence of everyone.

Lu Qingkong, who was still a young man, held his toes high and raised his chin slightly amidst the noise, and said, "Here, fifth senior brother, come and confess your sins like me."

Amidst the uproar, Shang Yanfeng walked onto the desk with a gloomy expression, cast a cold glance at Lu Qingkong, and said in a low voice, "You wait for me."

Lu Qingkong was not afraid of him at all, and sneered: "Just wait and wait."

Shang Yanfeng stood on the desk, facing the group of disciples, with a stern face, said: "It is because I have time to explain clearly in the future that this situation has occurred. I will ask Master to punish myself for half a year in seclusion."

The disciples below suddenly sighed.

"Fifth senior brother retreats, how can this be a punishment? It is clearly a reward."

"That's it."

"Fifth senior brother is too unkind!"

Relying on his high cultivation, Shang Yanfeng shamelessly ignored the protests of the people below, and said, "That's it."

With that said, Shi Shiran went down.

Then there was Yan Xueyu, he walked up to the class stage, and after speaking the first sentence, everyone blushed with shame, even Lu Qingkong couldn't bear it, and hurriedly invited him down.

Yi Lingju couldn't speak, so he had to play a qin sound on the desk to express his strong apology - of course, except for the inner disciples, everyone else didn't understand what he was talking about, and praised the second senior brother for his good qin technology.

Finally, there is Zhou Shengxue, who was implicated innocently.

He was on the desk with a cold face and at a loss for a long time before he was discovered by his elder brother with a conscience and went to rescue him.

Mingzhu's vision was already blurred, he struggled to reach out to touch the young man who was close at hand, but he had already forgotten that this was a photoshoot, and he was no longer in Rizhao, but fell into hell instead.

Mingzhu murmured: "I...I can't die..."

I……

No grave has been built for Hongchuan yet.

I haven't bought a scabbard for Nexus yet.

I haven't brought back something fun for Yan Feng yet, I clearly agreed.

I haven't apologized to my dad yet...

I still have so many things to do, how can I die?

live...

Survive by any means, even if...

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from Mingzhu's eyes.