My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

Chapter 112 The routine is deep, who takes who seriously

It was another three days of traveling, and my fever was no longer so serious, but I still pretended to be deaf and blind all day long, moaning and screaming in pain all the time, unable to take care of myself, never leaving Moyuan Mountain, eating, drinking, and sleeping with him, anyway He didn't get angry or reject me, so I simply became a humanoid pendant on his body.

Cui Wei and Cui Yu claim to be my "good friend", and they often come to my car or ride along with me, wanting to talk to me.

Sometimes they come separately, and sometimes they come together. When Cui Yu comes alone, I am willing to tell her stories to coax her. When she comes with Cui Wei, she basically ignores me, and Cui Wei is a person I don’t know. Don't want to see him, no matter what he said, I never said a word to him again.

Song Mingguang was still as calm as ever, and he was also in the convoy all the time. After I woke up, I didn't look for me in person immediately, but sent someone to bring some tonics and tell me to recuperate.It wasn't until the fourth day that he finally stepped into the compartment of my car. Mo Yuanshan immediately let me go, got up and went outside to take the reins of the driver, and sent the original driver away.

When I saw him coming over, I felt nervous, and the image of him killing Situ Qi came back to my mind, and I subconsciously sat up straight from the half-lying position, and put my legs down.

Song Mingguang sat down next to me, his smile was still loving and amiable, and he still spoke with false concern: "Yixi is not in good health, don't be too polite, just lie down."

In fact, I just sat upright because of his fright, and didn't intend to salute him. After hearing what he said, I lay down obediently and pretended to be coquettish: "Grandpa Song, my whole body hurts, and my head hurts." I'm dizzy too, am I going to die?"

Song Mingguang took my hand and felt my pulse: "Your internal strength has been dissipated, and you have been injured and sick. Weakness is inevitable, and the fever will not go away."

I hummed softly: "Anyway, I'm almost home, and when I die, I just bury it in the ancestral grave."

Song Mingguang patted my palm lightly: "There are no rules, talking about life and death in front of the old man. How does Changlin usually teach you?"

I said, "My dad doesn't care about me. He only likes my brother. He makes my brother beat me all day, and he just watches jokes."

Song Mingguang didn't mention the Hongyan book, and didn't mention the many bad things I spread outside, as if I wasn't the notorious Qianchongxue steward, but just an idler from the Jiushan faction.And when I followed his words, it sounded like a really impolite junior acting coquettishly to the elder, and the elder lovingly correcting him.

He can always hold his breath, and I knew that I didn't have as much patience as him, so I simply asked first: "Grandpa Song, I miss my parents very much when I get sick, have you found my father for me?"

Song Mingguang asked back: "The last piece of Swan Goose Broken Jade is in Jiushan School?"

I pulled back the slipped blanket: "It's right under my bed."

"Yi Yang said the same thing."

"Of course, I was the one who told him. If I hadn't been terminally ill, blind and disabled, I would have given it to Grandpa Song myself."

Song Mingguang asked again: "How did you make yourself look like this?"

I wouldn't keep answering him stupidly: "I've told the truth, it's time for Grandpa Song to answer me, where are my father and brother?"

Song Mingguang said: "I only found out that your father disappeared in Xishan. As for Yiyang, I also asked him to stay, but he didn't listen, and almost fought me again, and then ran away somewhere. Yiyang and He has been with me for so many years, he used to listen to me a lot, but now he is willing to mess around with you!"

I thought in my heart that your "please" was probably threatened with a sword, but when I spoke, I was very regretful: "I am not fooling around, he always looked down on me before, but now that we are reconciled, he will listen to me very much. If you If he had said that I was here, he would not have left."

"Oh, I'm old." Song Mingguang sighed, "You boys will bully my old man when your wings are hardened."

"Grandpa Song is number one in the world when he's old, who dares to bully you?" I don't understand what topic he is chatting with me now to cheer up.

"Ziping's life is good. You have a son, Changlin, and two grandsons, Yiyang and Yixi. Yiyang is stable, and Yixi is smart. I didn't realize it when I was young, but I only realize how important it is to have successors when I'm old."

I think he is about to talk about Song Tianyi, and I feel very guilty, and I can't go on with the flattery without real feelings.

Song Mingguang must have a heart like a mirror, he knows what I know, and also knows what I think, so he continued on his own: "Maybe I wanted to erase the past, but I didn't live in vain these years, really The Hongyan book, what did the fake Hongyan write, and what can it do to me? That is Yan Tianan, who wants to fight against me all these years.

"I never thought of killing you and Yiyang, but without the mentality recorded in Hongyan's book, my son Tianyi would die, and I had to do my best to find Suiyu. Yiyang lost you in public , I didn't blame it, I just sighed that the Song family didn't have such luck, your Xia family has two children, and I only have Tianyi!"

Then you want Xia Yu and me to sacrifice blood for the Hongyan pen, isn't that just killing us? !Your son's life is fate, aren't we?Just because our family is two brothers, it doesn't matter if one dies?It's so euphemistic, but it's not the case in essence!

I was very angry, but now I only have half of my life in his hands, and I don't have the capital to confront him head-on, so I simply asked a less irritating question: "Who said Hongyan has a mind in his book?"

Song Mingguang cast his eyes into the distance: "It was Ziping who told me. It's my fault to say it. He reminded me at the beginning that the mentality of Baichuan Guihai is not perfect, and hidden dangers may harm me. He thinks that the third form of Nine Mountains Sword Art It can fill this loophole. When the court ransacked my house, I also wanted to trade with me in exchange for the safety of the sect. But how can I go against the court’s intentions for my own selfishness? He made a mistake, even if I feel like brothers and sisters with him, It cannot be violated.”

I've stabbed Song Mingguang to death ten thousand times in my heart, and I really want to tell him not to pretend, who doesn't know the relationship between your Song family and the court?It's better for everyone to openly and honestly bring out all their selfishness to bargain, but it will be more enjoyable!

Song Mingguang sighed again: "Everyone knows that the Xia family of the Nine Mountains School writes and wields swords, and the Nine Mountains Sword Art is one attack, one defense, and one nameless. But I haven't been able to find any nameless formulas in the Nine Mountains School!"

I chose to pretend to be stupid: "What? Everyone in the world is everyone. Why do I only know offensive and defensive styles? My brother certainly doesn't know either. He will teach me any martial arts secrets he has learned."

Song Mingguang went on to say: "Before he died, Ziping refused to compromise with me, and he didn't want to be judged by the court. He actually resented me and said that he would not make me feel better if he didn't keep the Jiushan School. The last nameless formula is engraved in Hongyan Book Behind, I will never get it."

I am amazed by Song Mingguang's ability to tell nonsense with his eyes open, and at the same time think that my level of nonsense is far from enough, and I need to learn more from him.

What my grandfather said and did at the beginning is hard to come to a conclusion now. Song Mingguang said so much, and I didn't intend to believe it. In short, he was determined to get the Hongyan book and wanted me to help him get it, while restricting my freedom. , On the one hand, he took good care of me and instilled his justice in me.And I don't think it matters, it's just good food and drink as a hostage here, it's just that they may use me to blackmail Elder Yan when they meet at Xishan Xuefeng, but I have nothing to do with it at that time, no matter how damn it Can't live.

Right now, I just want Xia Yu to leave me alone and go to Elder Yan to help with the plan: "Grandpa Song, I want to send a letter to my brother to say he's safe, otherwise he will definitely come to trouble you."

Song Mingguang said: "He's here, isn't it a good time for you to go get the Hongyan book with me?"

I immediately changed my words: "Of course, then I will write to him and tell him to come to me quickly."

Song Mingguang smiled more kindly: "I have already sent a message to ask him to go to Jiushan School to get the broken jade first, and we will take a car to meet him slowly, and we will be there in two days."

I don't think my small thoughts are enough in front of him. In fact, he is still in control of the overall situation. Xia Yu has probably already joined the Jiushan faction by now, right?

I was very desperate and decided to end this conversation: "Grandpa Song, I promise I will listen to you from now on—can I have sweet and sour pork ribs tonight? I have been drinking medicinal porridge for three days, and the smell of porridge makes me want to throw up." !"

Song Mingguang not only refused my request, but also dragged me to talk about the diet and health regimen for an hour, really hateful!

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