Oh my god! I've become the vicious female supporting character's brother.

In the end, Ye Zhen'an couldn't stand Yu Xiangwan's harassment and went with him.

Yu Xiangwan even specially climbed to the top of the mountain where his master had stood that day and gazed into the distance.

Only then did he and Ye Zhen'an fly to the other side on a sword to observe.

As expected, it was the same mountain.

It’s just that the position and angle you stand at are different, and the appearance you see is also different.

The only thing that is the same is probably the same desolation.

"Brother, what do you think the scene here was like ten thousand years ago?"

Yu Xiangwan looked at the dilapidated mountain hidden in the night not far away. Compared with the thousands of mountains of Fuyao Sect, it was unremarkable.

The forest is overgrown with trees. There are four small courtyards inside. They are intertwined with each other, but each one is only a few dozen meters away, very close to each other.

Is there one among them that also belongs to Master?

Master’s residence is really close to my senior brothers and sisters.

Unlike his and Ye Zhenan’s courtyard, they were on one side of the mountain and their master was on the other side.

Ye Zhen'an didn't quite understand the inexplicable emotions that surged up in Yu Xiang'an just by looking at this ordinary mountain.

I tried to choose my words carefully, but what I said still came out in a plain and emotionless manner.

"No matter what the situation is, ten thousand years have passed now."

Yu Xiangwan was stunned when he heard this.

Listening to Ye Zhen'an's calm tone, he actually forgot about it.

Ye Zhen'an has never had any happy and sincere life since he was a child, so naturally he would not feel sad about the passing of time.

He has always been emotionally indifferent.

Yu Xiangwan thought about himself again, okay, actually he was also emotionally indifferent.

He just suddenly saw the overgrown yard in the mountains. After years of washing, it seemed that it would collapse with a slight poke.

The scene reminded him of his mother, who was also a mortal.

All mortals will grow old, get sick and die.

Whenever he thought about what would happen if his mother was no longer around a hundred years later, his heart ached.

He had to work hard to refine the elixir. In his space, there was a seventh-level elixir recipe that could extend a mortal's lifespan by one cycle...

Ye Zhen'an looked at Yu Xiangwan's pale face, his voice filled with worry.

"Changning? What's wrong with you?"

Yu Xiangwan was awakened from his thoughts by Ye Zhen'an, and felt his heart aching more and more. Only then did he realize that his heart palpitations might have come back again.

Is he still standing in the air with his sword?

It's thousands of miles below.

Yu Xiangwan was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He only had time to look at Ye Zhen'an anxiously, his voice trembling and weak.

"Senior brother..."

Catch me.

Before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. His eyes closed and he fell straight down from a height of thousands of meters. His red clothes drew a bright line of color in the air, and his black hair flew against the wind.

Without the support of its master's spiritual power, the broken cocoon also fell down.

Seeing this, Ye Zhen'an quickly flew down, picked up Yu Xiangwan's thin waist and held him in his arms.

Seeing Yu Xiangwan's uncomfortable appearance, he felt a little helpless. Yu Xiangwan's heart palpitations were getting more and more severe.

Yu Xiangwan had suffered from palpitations in the past, but they were never as severe as this time.

Although the medical practitioners in the sect could not find out what was wrong with Yu Xiangwan's body.

But Ye Zhen'an always felt that there must be some reason that caused it.

After Ye Zhen'an landed with Yu Xiang'an in his arms, he raised his hand and used his spiritual power to absorb the broken cocoon that had hit a stone wall.

Ever since the last time I fed Pojian and Huadie the time and space stones for their upgrade, the two swords are still dormant and no one knows when they will wake up.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhen'an looked at Yu Xiangwan's pale face in his arms and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

Then he picked up Yu Xiangwan in his arms and carried him back to Yujian Peak.

Just when he was about to send the person back to Yu Xiangwan's small bamboo house, he suddenly remembered that he could not open the restriction in Yu Xiangwan's courtyard.

So he had to take him back to the small bamboo house that belonged to him nearby.

Although the two lived very close to each other.

But this was the first time Yu Xiangwan set foot in his territory.

When Ye Zhen'an thought of this, a secret joy rose in his heart, which made him feel that the bond between him and Yu Xiangwan had deepened.

However, looking at Yu Xiangwan who was unconscious due to heart palpitations, he couldn't help feeling heavy-hearted.

That conjecture...

Ye Zhen'an gently placed Yu Xiangwan on his bamboo bed, and just sat beside him looking at Yu Xiangwan, waiting for him to wake up.

The young man on the bamboo bed had his eyes closed. His eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as a painting, as flawless as white jade. His temperament was outstanding and untainted by the mundane.

The bright moon blocked by dark clouds in the night sky revealed a faint bit of snow-white moonlight, like a layer of fine snow gauze gently caressing Yu Xiangwan's white wrist.

Gradually, the jade-like boy was completely shrouded in moonlight, beautiful and dreamy.

Ye Zhen'an couldn't help but carefully touch Yu Xiangwan's white jade-like hand hanging beside the bed with his fingertips.

The boy's fingers were long, slender, and white, with a hint of pink on the tips, making his fingers look even more tender and warm.

Ye Zhen'an couldn't help but want to absorb more, until he took Yu Xiangwan's hand into his palm, and slowly interlocked the fingers of the two hands.

After an unknown amount of time, the thin eyelashes on Yu Xiangwan's porcelain-white face trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

Ye Zhen'an did not let go of Yu Xiang'an's hand. Instead, he changed his posture and just held his hand. He calmly rested his head on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes.

At first glance, it looked like he was watching over Yu Xiangwan and fell asleep.

This was the scene Yu Xiangwan saw when he woke up.

The beauty in red had a stunning face. Her long black hair and red and white hairband cascaded down because of Ye Zhen'an's movements, either spreading on the bamboo couch or hanging on the ground.

His usually cold temperament became much softer, like light clouds and a faint moon, or as hazy as moonlight.

On the fair and delicate face, the long and thick eyelashes cast a small shadow on the eyelids under the moonlight.

I have to say, no wonder Ye Zhen'an always looks so cold and aloof that strangers stay away from him.

If he appeared calmer, he would probably attract more attention.

Ye Zhen'an's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a slightly shivering little butterfly.

Before Yu Xiangwan had time to look away, he walked straight into Ye Zhen'an's eyes.

Their eyes met, like bamboo shadows disturbing the breeze, like the bright moon disturbing the heart, and in their eyes, they saw the other's hazy look as if they had just woken up.

Yu Xiangwan: “…”

Who can wake up just by saying so?

"Brother, why don't you go back to sleep?"

What a sin! He fainted from heart palpitations and Ye Zhen'an stayed with him for half the night. How much of his training time must have been wasted?

Ye Zhen'an pursed her lips, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

a long time.

"This is my bed..."

Yu Xiangwan: “…”

He then remembered that the restrictions in his courtyard could only be opened by himself and his master.

Yu Xiangwan felt a little embarrassed, which was rare.

Wasting Ye Zhenan's practice time and occupying Ye Zhenan's bed.

Just thinking about it makes me blush.

Just as I was about to get up, I realized that I was holding something in my hand. My hand was faster than my eyes, and I squeezed it hard unconsciously.

It feels pretty good, like mutton-fat white jade.

When he looked over, he saw that it was Ye Zhenan's hand that he was holding.

He let go as if he had been electrocuted and apologized quickly.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

He's really not a pervert.

I guess he accidentally caught it while he was asleep. I didn't expect a person could die so many times in a day.

"It's okay." Ye Zhen'an lowered his eyes, suppressed the smile on his lips, and spoke in a light voice.

Yu Xiangwan was at a loss, stammering, and stumbled to his feet and fled.