Brother, he doesn't understand style

"You dare to hurt my senior brother!" Rong Yin looked very angry when he saw Chen Ziqing's hair was broken by this boy.

The young man looked at him in surprise, and said, "How did you know that I hurt him? How can you talk nonsense, you little Taoist leader! He just lost a strand of hair!"

"That hurts too!"

"You!" The young man was a little annoyed, and wanted to reason with him, but his brown eyeballs rolled and he laughed instead, "So what if I hurt him? It's just a two-two offset!"

"Why are two twos offsetting each other, and I didn't hurt you!" Although Rong Yin was much younger than him, his expression of arguing with him was unyielding, and his aura was very domineering.

The boy put his legs straight on the tree and swayed back and forth. He stared at the man in white in front of him and said with a smile, "Why are you not hurt? If you hurt me, Brother Shen, you hurt me."

Rong Yin was taken aback, and then realized: "But before I hit him, you appeared."

"That's a fight too!" The young man looked back at him with such an appearance. This is not what Cai Rongyin did just now, and it is really offset by two.

Chen Ziqing watched from under the tree, seeing that Rong Yin only had a cut on his arm and was so alive and well, he felt relieved a lot.

He suppressed the fishy sweetness welling up in his heart and cast a spell to snatch the person back to his side, and asked nonchalantly, "Zijiang, what's going on?"

Rong Yin, who was checking whether the other party was injured, suddenly raised his head, looked at his senior brother who was much taller than him, and said seriously: "It's all my fault."

"Ok?"

"It's all my fault that my brother's robe was dirty and his hair was broken." He didn't care about the injury on his arm at all.

Chen Ziqing was at a loss at first, but he suddenly felt relieved when he heard what he said, his eyes softened, and he patted him: "It's okay."

Seeing that they were chatting like no one else, the boy sitting on the tree at the side immediately became unwilling, jumped down from the tree and shouted: "Do you still think of me?"

"You can't beat my senior brother. If you are too arrogant, I'll let senior brother beat you back to your original form." Rong Yin gave him a sideways glance. Although he was young, it didn't prevent him from looking evil in the slightest.

The young man was not afraid when he heard the words, but instead dismissed them, "That depends on when, your senior brother has suffered internal injuries, I'm afraid you won't be able to taste the sweetness if you fight with me."

"You bullshit!"

"Nonsense, you'll know if you try it."

After the young man finished speaking, another gust of wind blew up. This time, although the wind was not as sharp as before, it was extremely strong. Rong Yin was hugged and protected by Chen Ziqing, and the whistling wind would deafen people's ears. .

Suddenly he felt a heat on his neck, and then something liquid-like slipped into his back, and then another one fell into his neck, with a faint fishy-sweet smell.

The wind gradually died down.

He also stretched out his head that was buried in his senior brother's arms, and hurriedly touched his neck. When he brought it in front of him and saw it, his eyes widened. Rong Yin immediately raised his head to look at the person above, only to see Chen Ziqing slightly clutching his chest , those fair five fingers were dyed a lot of bright red, and even the lips were bright red.

"Brother!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, the young man was slightly proud: "Xiao Daoist, you see that what I said is right, your senior brother has suffered a serious internal injury, and he can't beat me for the time being."

"You!" With red eyes, Rong Yin clenched his fists and wanted to step forward.

Chen Ziqing grabbed him in time, he knew most clearly what caused the internal injury: "Zijiang, take senior brother back to the village."

"Brother..."

"obedient."

"..."

The anger in Rong Yin's eyes did not diminish, but in the end he had no choice but to listen to Chen Ziqing's words, and struggled to help his senior brother who was much taller than him to turn around and go back from the cave where he came from.

The smug young man didn't want to really fight against them. After the two left, he became bored and turned back into the big snake again.

Shen Ming, who was chasing halfway here, couldn't find his way and was spinning in the cave, was very excited when he saw the figures of the two slowly approaching. He excitedly ran in front of the two, but saw Chen Ziqing's weak appearance.

"Daoist is this?"

Rong Yin glanced at him coldly, and walked over without paying attention. Chen Ziqing was very depressed due to internal injuries, so he had no time to pay attention to him.

Shen Ming, who was ignored, was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly chased after him, fearing that the monster he saw before would suddenly appear.

"Little Daoist, what's wrong with Daoist? Did that monster do it?"

"The Taoist leader needs help, I think you are struggling alone."

"Small……"

"You can touch my senior brother!" Rong Yin was so annoyed by him that he stared at him coldly. At this time, Chen Ziqing was already unconscious, so he didn't see his attitude, otherwise he would definitely be surprised .

Shen Ming, however, was stunned by his sudden gaze. It was hard for him to believe that a child could express that chilling gaze, but just looking at it gave people lingering fears. Numb.

After being stunned for a while, he was blown by the cold wind, and then he suddenly came back to his senses, then shook his head and meditated that he might have misread, how could a child have such cruel eyes!

After returning to the village, the villagers had already returned to their own houses.

The sky was getting brighter, Rong Yin took Chen Ziqing back to Shen Ming's house, put his clothes and shoes on the soil bed, and went to get a basin of water to wipe the blood on him.

After doing all this, he stood aside and waited quietly, and then saw a faint red line on his index finger.

He had heard some of this red line from the senior brothers in the mountain. A long time ago, someone used this curse, called the spirit chasing technique, and tied this spirit chasing rope with others forcibly, but that senior also lost it because of it. After spending half his life cultivating, he almost died.

After that happened, no one dared to use it anymore, and it became a legend afterward, how could he know that his senior brother used it on the two of them today.

It is said that this spirit chasing technique is against the law of heaven. The first time you wear it to forcibly detect the whereabouts of others, you will either die or be injured.

……