Is it the same with other big brothers?

Mingzhu only felt a buzzing in his ears, as if he felt that he had heard wrongly, and his face became more bewildered.

monster?

Is that me?

Mingzhu stretched out a hand towards Ming Fuhua with trembling arms, and said in a trembling voice, "Fuhua, I... I am my brother..."

Ming Fuhua looked at him bitterly.

Mingzhu felt like falling into an ice cellar, and his voice was a little choked: "Don't you recognize me? Vanity..."

"Don't call me!" Ming Fuhua snapped, "My brother is not a monster like you!"

Mingzhu choked with sobs, he walked down a few steps with trembling legs, and said in a hoarse voice: "I... I am my elder brother, I am not a monster, I am just living on Biri Cliff..."

Before he finished speaking, Ming Huahua slapped him without blinking, and the vast spiritual power hit his chest directly, and the feathered arrow that shot into the heart went a little deeper.

Ming Zhu only felt the pain, his eyes were fixed on Ming Fuhua, his eyes were full of pleading: "Hua Hua, look at me..."

Ming Fuhua tirelessly said, "You are not my brother."

The light shining in the eyes of the bright candle fell slowly, inch by inch, like a burnt candle, leaving only ashes on the ground.

"Why don't you recognize me?" Mingzhu thought blankly, "I crawled out of hell, and have been idling for so many years, why didn't you recognize me?"

Mingzhu murmured: "I... I am Mingzhu, I came back alive..."

Ming Fuhua looked at him indifferently, heard the words and sneered, and said: "Yi Lingju said that your dantian was destroyed and you fell from the abyss. Tell me, how did you survive?"

Ming Zhu's body began to tremble slightly, whether it was because of the cold or fear.

His body shook violently, and then he was suddenly embraced in someone's arms. A scent of pear blossoms enveloped his whole body and lingered for a long time.

Zhou Lingxue rushed over and hugged the crumbling Mingzhu in his arms. When his eyes touched the hideous wound on Mingzhu's body, he almost went crazy. He said sharply: "Ming Huahua! Do you know that you doing what?!"

Ming Fuhua said coldly: "I know."

Zhou Nexue couldn't believe it: "He's your brother!"

Ming Fuhua sneered: "Back then, everyone told me that Mingzhu fell off the cliff and died without a whole body, but I believed it for so many years. The longevity lamp has been extinguished, and there is absolutely no reason for the dead to come back to life. He either It's a monster, or a ghost, it's impossible to be a bright candle."

She looked at Zhou Yingxue who was gnashing her teeth in anger, and said in a cold voice: "Zhou Yingxue, the demon cultivator Nalian has been born from the cliff that covers the sun, and our Rizhao Mountain will be involved in this dispute sooner or later. If you are smarter, You should kill this person to avoid endless troubles, if you don’t want to do it, just come to me, I will help you with my own hands.”

As she spoke, she glanced at the trembling candle with a half-smile, and left quickly.

Looking at the wound on Mingzhu's body, Zhou Lingxue was so distressed that his eyes were almost red. He shook his hands and used his spiritual power to pull out the nearly fatal feather arrow, and healed it slowly with his spiritual power. That's why he didn't die on the spot.

When Zhou Lingxue was healing his wounds, Ming Zhu stayed motionless in his arms, his eyes were empty and empty, as if he had lost his soul.

The more Zhou Lingxue looked at it, the more sad she felt, lightly touched Mingzhu's pale face, and said in a low voice: "Brother, are you alright?"

Mingzhu trembled all over, and then got up from Zhou Lingxue, he looked back at Rizhao Mountain, and said hoarsely after a long time: "When can I go to see Master?"

Zhou Lingxue's face was pale, and she didn't know how to speak for a while.

But Ming Zhu is so smart, seeing him like this, you can know the attitude of Master Gui Ning, he let out an "oh" and said: "Master also thinks I'm a monster or an evil ghost."

Zhou Nexue still didn't speak, but also acquiesced.

Ming Zhu froze in place for a long time before murmuring blankly: "Then... Rizhao is no longer my home?"

Seeing his dazed and lonely expression, Zhou Lingxue instinctively wanted to hold him in her arms and tell him that no matter what he became, she would treat him as always, but seeing Mingzhu's ruthless and emotionless eyes Eyes, the hand he wanted to raise was frozen in place, unable to move.

"I have no home..."

Mingzhu looked at the huge Rizhao Mountain, and seemed to think of something after a while, opened his sleeves, and untied the blue cloth wrapped around his forearm.

This is the cloth belt with the mountain pattern of Rizhao that every Rizhao disciple would have during the Zongmen Grand Competition back then, and the bright candles are kept all the time.

The cloth belt was already worn out, so he handed it to Zhou Xuxue and said, "Then, return this to Master for me."

Seeing his pale face, Zhou Yuxue felt flustered, he took the cloth belt, and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior brother..."

Ming Zhu interrupted what he was going to say, and said lightly: "I'm leaving."

Zhou Nexue was a little anxious: "Let's go? Where are you going?"

Ming Zhu tilted his head and said, "Shou'an City."

Zhou Lingxue: "Impossible! Shou'an City has been occupied by Nalian, going there is tantamount to burning yourself with fire. Although you have reached the top of your cultivation base now, once you meet Nalian, you will not be an opponent at all."

Mingzhu explained: "I just went to see Yanfeng and Xueyu. The fact that their longevity lamps are off doesn't mean they are dead. They may be caught by the curtain. Although humans are not allowed to enter Shou'an City, I..."

He pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm a monster...so nothing will happen."

Zhou Lingxue said anxiously: "Senior brother! No, even if you want to wait for me, okay? I'll go with you."

At this moment, a disciple waved at Zhou Lingxue from a distance, and raised his voice: "Senior brother Thirteen! Master has something important to discuss with you, and asks you to go to the Rizhao Hall as soon as possible."

Zhou Lingxue turned pale with anger, turned around and said, "Wait for me a moment!"

"But Master told you to go immediately."

Zhou Lingxue gritted her teeth, turned her head and said: "Brother, you are here, I will come to you after I see Master, and we will go to Shou'an City together."

Mingzhu didn't say yes or no, just looked at him quietly.

The disciple kept urging her, but Zhou Shengxue finally hugged Mingzhu tightly, turned and left.

Mingzhu stared at his receding back, stood there for a moment, then turned around and walked down the three thousand steps without looking back.

How happy he was when he came, how lonely when he left.

Zhou Lingxue arrived at the Rizhao Hall with a pale face, and when he pushed the door to enter, he found Lu Qingkong and Ming Huahua were also there.

As soon as he saw Ming Fuhua, he thought of Ming Zhu's expression when he looked at him in a daze covered in blood, and his face became even uglier.

Master Gui Ning glanced at him, and said: "Lengxue, you and Qing Kong go to Shuoyu City together, and you must find the Qiqiao Linglongyu."

Zhou Yingxue frowned, and said, "What about the fifth and third senior brothers?"

Gui Ning said: "Hua Hua and I will go to investigate."

Zhou Nexue was still thinking about the bright candle waiting outside, and said directly: "I don't want to talk about Yucheng, I want to go to Shou'an City."

Gui Ning said indifferently: "You are not qualified to choose, either go talk about Yucheng, or stay in Rizhao well."

Zhou Nexue clenched her fists tightly, her nails sank deep into her palm.

Lu Qingkong listened silently, not daring to speak rashly, for fear of making Guining angry, but at this moment, the jade ring in his sleeve suddenly became hot, and before he could wipe his consciousness, an illusory picture popped out of his sleeve. On the paper, ink-colored words vacated, slowly flashing in the air.

Everyone frowned slightly.

This is a communication order that Wenfenglou will only use when disseminating extremely important matters.

I saw a few lines written on it.

[Shou'an fell, saying that Yucheng was in danger. 】

Master Gui Ning's eyes instantly turned cold, and Gui He who was at the side whispered, "Is that Lian planning to live forever?"

Gui Ning said coldly: "He has always been a person who would rather be a jade than a tile, and beside him there is a demon cultivator with a higher cultivation level than him, even if all the five continents are gathered together, he may not be his opponent. , what has he to be afraid of?"

Gui He pondered and said: "You said that white-haired demon cultivator, are you sure?"

"His origin is unknown, and Guifang didn't have his character back then," Gui Ning said, "Nalian didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, but I'm worried that he has another purpose."

He seemed to have a headache, waved his hand lightly, and said, "Let's go, we will set off in half an hour."

Zhou Yingxue didn't even know how to be courteous, so she turned around and left quickly.

The rain fell along the gaps in the lush forest to the three thousand steps, a piece of greenery, remote and quiet.

Mingzhu walked towards the [-]th step step by step. The [-]th step that could be completed in a short time in the past seemed to have tens of thousands of steps this time, and Mingzhu couldn't complete it after walking for an entire hour.

Mingzhu was tall and tall, and he was dressed in white clothes like snow. Following his movements, the hem of the clothes fell on the stone steps, swaying like pear blossoms, dazzling and gorgeous.

He walked down with a hollow expression, the rain fell on him, and soon turned him into a wet rain man.

And when he was walking towards Rizhao Mountain, his ankle-length black hair gradually turned pale, like ink stains soaked in water droplets, with undetectable rays of light flowing through the black hair.

After more than an hour, he finally reached the last step of Rizhao Mountain, and his black hair gradually turned into a strange silvery white. Falling flowers and flowing water covered his whole body, and the little red mark on that beautiful face seemed to be alive. , crawling to the center of the eyebrows with teeth and claws, coiled into a pattern.

Mingzhu stood expressionlessly on the last step, looking at the scorching peach blossom forest not far away, suddenly seemed relieved, staggered and sat on the step, letting his long hair hang down on the wet on the steps.

"The misery of the past is gone in an instant, and the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals has just begun."

Mingzhu murmured these two words, and then a smile slowly rippled in his glazed eyes, but it gave people a feeling of loneliness and desolation for no reason.

He was covered in water, but he didn't look embarrassed, and his white clothes and white hair looked even more bewitching and frightening.

Mingzhu raised his hand, pinched the jade ring in his arms, and gently wiped the pattern with his fingertips. Soon, a black phantom figure appeared vividly.

The man has handsome and seductive eyes, and seems to be sitting on a chair to deal with things at this time. After connecting with his consciousness, he raised his head slightly, frowned, and said:

"To be honest, how did you make yourself into such a virtue?"