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"No, not a fight."

Chen Yao looked at his brother, who looked exactly like him, and said slowly, "This is called sparring."

"But... I don't want to fight with you." Chen Mo lowered his eyes, his voice full of loss.

"I said, this is called exchange." Chen Yao said.

"...I don't want to anyway." Chen Mo turned his face away and snorted.

Chen Yao paused and said, "If you don't make a move, I will hit you."

"Why?" Chen Mo quickly looked at him, his sparkling eyes filled with disbelief. "Aren't we brothers? You're my brother, why did you hit me?"

Chen Yao was speechless and looked at his brother with complicated feelings.

His younger brother was so naive that it was almost ridiculous.

He blindly believed in the kindness of the world, always obeying his teacher's words. When his teacher told him to live in harmony with his brothers, he blindly believed her. When his teacher told him to bravely say no to injustice in the world, he went to confront those bastards alone and nearly died. When his teacher told him that parents are full of love for their children, he believed his father truly loved him...

Chen Yao didn't understand. Didn't he have his own thoughts? Couldn't he feel things for himself?

Did his father really love him? If he did, why would he believe that so-called prophecy, be so lukewarm towards him, even causing his palm to swell and his brow to turn coldly at him just because of a pill?

But his father never did that to him, in fact, it was quite the opposite. Why didn't he hate him, but instead blindly believed the teacher's advice to him?

Chen Yao didn't understand why he had such a stupid brother.

Those so-called friends he made would become alienated from him or even become bored with him just because of a few words from him... If such friends are lost, then they are lost. Why would he be sad about it?

His good friends would always ignore him after talking to him and come closer to him. Why didn't he realize it? Why didn't he ever complain?

Chen Mo always instinctively sees the best in people. For example, he thinks his father's harshness towards him is because he values ​​him; he thinks his friends leaving him is his own fault; he even naively asks those bastards who bully boys and girls if it's wrong and why they do it!

Chen Mo even made him feel scared.

He is so naive, it's just speechless.

Just like he was fighting him now, it was because he heard his father say yesterday that he would pick one person to send to the mountains where there were many dangers and few people were alive. In order to protect himself, he had to fight him so that his father could see that he was more powerful, more promising, and more valuable than Chen Mo!

This is the best way to avoid being sent away.

Chen Yao looked at Chen Mo, who was silent and blinking tears, and he had no choice but to tell the story.

"Do you want to go to a dangerous place like that? Okay, stop crying. If you win, you don't have to go."

Chen Yao originally wanted to stimulate him with this to ignite his fighting spirit. Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Chen Mo said.

"So, you want to fight with me because you don't want to go there?" Chen Mo looked at him and wiped away his tears. "In that case, I'll go."

Chen Yao was stunned: "What?"

Chen Mo wiped away her tears and smiled at him: "It's okay, brother, if you don't want to go, I'll go. Let's not fight."

"I... don't want to fight you."

Chen Yao originally thought that he was just saying it casually to escape, so he just smiled and went along with him.

Unexpectedly, he actually went to talk to his father, and his father agreed.

That day was like any other, nothing different. But after that day, Chen Mo disappeared.

He went to find his father and learned that Chen Mo had left.

"Isn't that good? If he dies, it will be good for you too."

His father still had that indifferent attitude, and he looked at him with a warmth he had never shown to Chen Mo before: "You don't have to be sad for him. If he comes back alive, it's his own ability. If he dies, it's just fate."

He couldn't hear what his father said next. He seemed to be confused, and Chen Mo's voice kept echoing in his ears.

He and Chen Mo were twins. He was called "brother" simply because he was born half an hour earlier than Chen Mo. It was said that his mother had a difficult labor with Chen Mo, and after giving birth to him, she took several more midwifery pills, only then was she able to forcefully deliver Chen Mo.

When Chen Mo was born, the clan elders divined the twins, one yin and one yang. The elder brother was yang, the younger yin. Yang is blazing and bright, while yin is damp and dark. His personality seemed to perfectly match Chen Mo's.

He had been full of energy since childhood, talkative and active. Chen Mo, on the other hand, was quiet and always stayed aside. This was also confirmed in his later awakening.

He held the glowing drumstick in his hand and accidentally saw the shadow on Chen Mo's arm. Suddenly, his heart moved. He looked at his silent father and his mother with a complicated expression, and felt something strange.

Later, he learned that the elders' divination contained an ominous prophecy, saying that this Yin was unusual, mixed with other things, and would bring disaster and bad news to the family, but as long as they followed the guidance of the light, they could avoid disaster.

Chen Mo's unique eye seemed to see things that they couldn't see, and sometimes he would point at empty space and ask questions, which often made his mother and he shudder.

After repeated confirmation, my father believed in the divination without a doubt.

So his father always asked Chen Mo to put him first in everything, and he would never refuse anything he wanted, even if the thing originally belonged to Chen Mo.

No matter if it is a toy, clothes, Qi device... or even a friend, he will not be blamed at all after taking it away.

The mother felt that it was inappropriate and tried to stop him several times, but the father angrily scolded him for meddling in other people's business. After Chen Mo said that he was fine, he stopped talking.

Chen Mo's departure this time should be good news for his father, right?

Chen Yao thought about it later.

After Chen Mo left, nothing seemed to change at home. His former friends didn't even notice he was gone. Only his mother, weeping constantly, finally came to terms with the situation after months of tears.

But he couldn't accept it.

unbearable.

It felt like a fire was burning in my heart, causing great torment to my internal organs.

Chen Yao followed the procedures while calculating the time.

Four years... My father said that if I was lucky enough to come back alive, it would be four years later.

He calculated the time and it was finally the fourth year since Chen Mo passed away.

But Chen Mo did not come back.

He looked at his father. His father seemed to have forgotten his other son. Although his mother's eyes were filled with sorrow, she seemed to have accepted this result long ago and did not say much.

The flame seemed to burn even more vigorously.

In the fifth year, Chen Mo actually came back.

Chen Yao had expected to feel surprise, resentment, or some other intense and extreme emotion, but that didn't happen. Gazing at his returning brother, he remained calm.

Chen Mo has changed a lot.

Chen Yao looked at his younger brother in his mother's arms and thought.

Even more silent.

The difference from before was that he no longer asked those naive and stupid questions. His pair of black and white eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool of water, unlikely to cause any more waves.

Chen Yao had thought he would be happy when his younger brother became smarter, but he still didn't. Instead, he seemed to be getting more and more irritated.

He began to wonder what Chen Mo had been through over the years, where the scars on his body came from, and when he had come to understand these truths...

But Chen Mo never told him about it, and when he asked, he was just given a perfunctory answer.

The fire that had been extinguished with great difficulty seemed to be burning again.

Chen Mo's life after returning did not change much from before. He could still easily take away everything from him, but Chen Mo was no longer as depressed as before.

He would look at him with those calm eyes, without asking any stupid questions, and then look away after a moment as if nothing had happened.

Although Chen Mo acted so submissive, his mood did not improve, but became worse.

Why? Why did I accept this so calmly? Why wasn't I as inexplicably sad as before? Because I didn't care? What exactly was it that I didn't care about?

Chen Yao didn't know.

I thought he would be satisfied if Chen Mo no longer felt sad for those idiots, but now it seems that is not the case.

Does Chen Mo include him in the things he doesn't care about?

Chen Mo would no longer call him brother with a smile like before, but would use "you" instead. After receiving the same attitude from his father as before, he hesitated for only one night before resolutely leaving home, saying that he would find his own way out.

Where could he go? Where would he go?

Chen Yao didn't know. Just like when he left home a few years ago, Chen Mo left without any warning or a word, not even leaving a letter.

He disappeared again.

"Chen Yao!!"

Chen Yao's pupils shrank sharply, and he suddenly came back to his senses. His pupils reflected the bloody mouth in front of him.

The giant snake, hidden in the shadows, finally gained a body. It opened its mouth and its sharp, ferocious fangs grazed past him. Chen Yao dodged in time.

"you--"

Chen Yao wanted to say something. Chen Mo looked at him, his eyes calm.

"Chen Yao."

A voice came from behind him. Wang Qin instantly appeared at his side.

"Don't forget." Wang Qin reminded.

Chen Yao thought of their plan, his eyes darkened, and he looked at Chen Mo.

"If you admit defeat now, there's still a chance." Chen Yao said softly, "Get out."

Chen Mo frowned slightly and said nothing, his attitude was obvious.

Seeing this, Chen Yao stopped talking.

Wang Qin looked at the two of them, understood something, looked at Chen Mo again, turned around and left.

Chen Mo suddenly had a bad premonition, but before he could think about it, a rain of swords fell from the sky.

The light shone in all directions and turned into sharp swords, falling from the sky.

Chen Mo quickly retreated to avoid being hurt by the lightsaber.

In an instant, a familiar yet unfamiliar aura approached. Chen Mo's pupils constricted, and Chen Yao's figure was reflected in his eyes. Chen Yao, holding a drumstick, attacked his face.

Chen Mo raised his jaw to avoid it and then started fighting with him.

The two of them, one light and one shadow, although their moves are completely different, there is a strange balance when they are mixed together.

Some people wanted to help, but as soon as they got close, they were repelled by both light and shadow and could only watch the fight.

For the Qi cultivators in the Xuan realm, Chen Yao is undoubtedly a leader. Whether it is the talent he displayed when he just awakened or his hard work and practice over the years, his strength has attracted much attention.

Chen Mo has been inferior to him since childhood. Although he has practiced hard for many years, the resources they have are incomparable. Although they are both in the upper level of the Xuan realm, there is still a difference between them.

Unfortunately, the difference is not obvious, and Chen Mo has enough combat experience to narrow it down.

Light and shadow intertwined into an impenetrable web. A drop of sweat flowed down Chen Yao's forehead, and his knuckles holding the drumstick turned white. The shadow could easily dodge every strike, and then connect the attack without any gap.

Chen Yao tried to distance himself, but the elusive snake beneath him entangled his ankle in the blink of an eye. He had no choice but to strike the drum again. The snake had just retreated when it bared its fangs and charged forward. Chen Yao had no choice but to continue striking the drum, trying to keep it back.

Chen Mo's attacks were like rolling waves, one after another. After a brief dodge, he launched an intensive offensive without leaving any time to breathe.