[Chen Qingling] You are my brother

Lan Xinlian thought that Wen Ning's warmth had long since died. Back then, when it was never night, only the corpses of Granny Wen and others hung on the gate tower. Those monks said that Qing Qing and Ning Ning were already dead, and their bones were blown to ashes. Wen's family is dead, so what's the point of her being alive? !Her surname is also Wen. Why do they leave her alone? Have they asked her if she is willing? !The Wen family is guilty, and everyone in the Wen family deserves to die. Shouldn't she, the young lady of the Wen family, be at the top of the list? !But why... In the end, she was the only one left alive in the Wen family? !She is Wen Yue, the eldest lady of the Wen family in Qishan Evernight City, she is Wen Ruohan's daughter, not Jiang Puyue, nor Lan Xinlian...she is...Wen Yue...

"Ningning...Ningning...Ningning?!" Wen Yue held Wen Ning's face, but Wen Ning just looked at her, didn't move, didn't say a word, Wen Yue paused, wiped away tears, Trembling, she raised her hand, and touched the back of his head... Let go of Wen Ning, Wen Yue walked behind Wen Ning, raised her hand, clenched her lower lip with her white teeth, tears glistened in her eyes, she gritted her teeth, exerted a lot of force, A skull spike was pulled out, Wen Yue gripped the spike tightly, trembling all over, her snow-white long hair was blown up without wind, she wiped away her tears fiercely, raised her hand again, and pulled out another skull spike.

"Ah—" Wen Ning raised his head and roared, Wen Yue hurriedly hugged him, "Ning Ning, Ning Ning, look at Sister, look at me, ah?!"

"Ah...sister?!" Wen Ning was trembling all over, and it took a while to wake up gradually. Looking at the snow-white hair in front of her, she retreated slightly, but only saw a strange face, but... her eyes, but... Very familiar.

"Sister changed her body, but after all, her soul was damaged, so her hair turned gray all night, isn't sister looking good?!" Wen Yue smiled, raised her hand to touch his head, with tears in her eyes , but did not fall, looked at him, and asked with a smile.

"No, Sister looks good no matter what." Wen Ning shook his head hastily, but... the soul was damaged, why was it damaged? !My sister said that my sister's power is different from everyone else's. You can use it, but you can't use it too much... "Sister, how long have you been playing Duanyang?! Kill... kill... how many people have you killed?" ?! Sister...does it hurt?!"

Wen Yue kills only bad people. If she kills any innocent person, she will suffer heart-piercing pain. Killing one person will cause pain for a month. Back then, Mrs. Wen ordered someone to hold her hand and let her Killing people was just to see her suffer, until Wen Ruohan found out at this time that sister had Wen Ruohan's cronies by her side, so she didn't have to suffer this kind of pain, and because of this, what Wen Yue hated the most was killing people, no matter the good people She hates bad guys, she hates blood, but...but... Even if Duanyang recognizes her as the master, it still takes strength to drive Duanyang, sister, she...how much pain did she have to turn white overnight? !

"...Sister, I don't remember, Ningning, what happened back then?! Is Qingqing still alive?!" Wen Yue paused, lowered her eyes, her hands trembling under her wide sleeves, if it wasn't for the knives in the man-eating fort The evil spirit is extremely heavy, even if it can be suppressed for a while, it cannot be suppressed forever. Nie Huaisang is not good at cultivation, she is afraid that one day the evil spirit will condense and form and rush out of the sacrificial knife hall, so she was able to play the piano, and immediately returned to the sea of ​​consciousness after playing. It took so many days to slow down, Wu Yetian... She killed many, many people, and her strength was overdrawn. Duanyang Fengqin... It didn't do it voluntarily, she... sealed it... It has been... Always protecting her...protecting Xianxian and Lan Zhan...until it knew...she didn't want it anymore...

"That day, my sister and I went to the Jinlin Terrace together, and we were locked up by Sect Master Jin. Later, my memory became more and more blurred, as if I was locked in a dark place, and someone came to check occasionally, until I heard the son's flute Wen Ning lowered her head, stretched out her hand, and held her hand. Wen Yue was startled, but she subconsciously withdrew her hand but was held tightly by him, "Sister, don't be afraid, Ningning protects you, Ningning has no older sister, Ningning Only Sister is left, Ningning... will always protect you, Sister, don't be afraid." Wen Ning said, holding her hand tightly, smiling at her, holding her hand tightly with one hand, and holding her hand tightly with the other. , Gently wiped the tears on her face.

"Well... Sister is not afraid..." Wen Yue wiped away her tears, smiled at him, let go of his hand, stepped back a few steps, threw up the jade flute in her hand, and then dropped it, but it turned into a silver-white flute. Long sword, with a swipe of the long sword, all the chains on Wen Ning's body were cut off.

"Sister...can you tell Xianxian what Wen Ning said...what does it mean?!" Wei Ying's voice came from behind, Wen Yue paused, and turned around, only to see Wei Ying's eyes were red, and he clenched tightly The bamboo flute stared at her closely, and behind him was... "Lan Zhan?! Why did you come down?!" Wen Yue waved her hands behind her back, Wen Ning looked at Wei Ying and then at Lan Zhan, and ran away quickly, Ah My sister didn't want them to know, so he didn't say anything, unless the son 'ordered' him when my sister didn't know, he said, well, that's it.

If Wen Yue knew Wen Ning's thoughts, she would definitely feel that the world is declining, people's hearts are not old, and morality is degraded. Even her little angel Ning Ning has learned to opportunistically take advantage of loopholes.

"Lan Zhan!!! He's my younger brother, you can't bully him." Seeing Lan Zhan staring in the direction Wen Ning left, as if wanting to chase after him, Wen Yue was startled, and rushed over to hug Lan Zhan , stared at him, and said loudly.

"Your brother...don't bully..." Lan Zhan blinked, said oh, and repeated, Wen Yue paused, let him go, but was held in his arms, Wen Yuemo, turned to look at Wei Ying, " Did you give him a drink?!"

"Yes, drink it! Sister, you..." Wei Ying felt a little guilty, but then he became confident again. He didn't let him drink the wine, but he drank it himself. What's more, compared to Lan Zhan's drunkenness, Ah Isn't sister's matter more important? !

"Xianxian, Lan Zhan is drunk, it's a rare encounter in a hundred years, let's go and see how he will react." Wen Yue interrupted Wei Ying, but she thought that Yin Tie would have to work hard. Second, she really wanted to know what the elegant and calm Second Young Master Lan looked like after he was drunk!

"...What do you think?!" Wei Ying moved his lips, but Wen Yue was relieved that he didn't continue to ask, but he didn't know that Wei Ying planned to ask Wen Ning secretly behind her back.