On the Correct Posture of Probation of the Villain

Xu Nian meditated on the spot, the wound had stopped bleeding, but the clothes around his waist had long been soaked in blood, his complexion was a little pale, and he was silently carrying the supernatural morality and righteousness to circulate the spiritual energy all over his body.

Because his eyes were closed, Xu Nian didn't realize that with him as the center, a layer of fog gradually formed around him.When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the flowers and trees in front of him were in full bloom, and the path stretched to the distance. The desolation that was thrown in by the monster dragon had disappeared.

Xu Nian stood up and looked directly at the red-painted and green-tiled pavilion in the distance. He heard voices faintly. He frowned slightly and walked forward with some guard. The small and dense white flowers on the flower trees rustled as he walked. think……

That's right, this flower is so familiar, isn't it the most planted flower in the palace of King Xu?

And this path, that gazebo...

The heart in Xu Nian's chest was beating faster and faster, and he was getting closer and closer to the pavilion until he stopped. In the pavilion, Huo Shiyun rested her chin on one hand, and her beautiful face was full of smiles Looking at him carefully, he said softly: "Baby, why are you alone in Chaowu?"

"mother--"

As soon as Huo Shiyun finished speaking, she looked at Xu Nian in surprise, and Xu Nian stepped forward to hug her tightly.

The boy was only nine years old when he left home, but now his bones have been stretched, his figure is tall and slender, and he is a beautiful and handsome young man.

Now, he can hold his mother in his arms.

"Xu Nian." Opposite Huo Shiyun, Xu Zhao said dissatisfiedly, "You are so old, and you are still acting like a baby. It is really sad to see."

Xu Nian's face was buried in Huo Shiyun's hair, and the tip of his nose was the unfamiliar but familiar fragrance of orchids. He turned his head and saw Xu Zhao's handsome face pretending to be serious, with a sore nose, his mouth opened and opened, and then shouted Said: "Father."

He shouted like this, and let go of Huo Shiyun's hand, Huo Shiyun looked at Xu Zhao dissatisfied, and taught: "Why are you so straight-faced again? I said, why don't you have a good face when you see the child?" , Xu Zhao, no wonder Niannian doesn't kiss you, look at me..."

Xu Nian backed away slowly, Huo Shiyun's nagging sound in his ear gradually faded away, the images of Xu Zhao and Huo Shiyun became more and more faded, the "Daddy" that he didn't shout out back then seemed to be intentional in this illusion. Shouting like self-deception, it is only a moment to be able to deceive yourself.

But he couldn't deceive himself in his heart, the intact palace and the people who used to be there are no longer there, and the illusion finally...disappeared with a bang.

In the end, I couldn't even keep that false happiness.

The surrounding area returned to barrenness again, and occasionally saw a few plants that seemed to be withering in the corners. Since being thrown here by the monster dragon, Xu Nian found that the flow of spiritual energy here has become viscous and slow, with a lingering smell. Very uncomfortable blood gas.

It seems that something happened here before, and the smell of blood has not dissipated until now.

Sighing deeply, Xu Nian walked aimlessly towards the sun that was also covered in fog in the foggy sky.

He thought, Chu Heng would not be crazy looking for him.

This place is barren and boundless, and there seems to be no living things around except for the sound of the wind. Walking alone on this barren land, it seems that the world is quiet and huge, and he is the only one left in the huge world.

As Xu Nian walked slowly by himself, he couldn't help thinking of many incidents, including his childhood when his parents were still alive, and his lonely life in his previous life.

Until the end, all of these memories disappeared, and all that was left was in the Qingfeng Mountain of the Sanqingzong, under the flower tree in the South Garden, two children sat under the eaves with wind chimes, watching the wind blowing through the wind chimes The sound of jingle bells.

Xu Nian looked in front of him, and the barren scene had turned into the familiar South Garden. Under the locust tree in the South Garden, beside the stone table, he opened his eyes wide and saw Chu Heng's familiar figure with his back turned to him, looking at him alone. A young boy who was much thinner than Chu Heng was leaning on his shoulder.

Then, Xu Nian saw the young man raised his face and kissed Chu Heng's earlobe lightly.

Xu Nian looked at the young man with deep nostalgia between his brows, looked at his own face, and shouted in a soft voice like a pool of spring water, soaked in endless attachment and affection——

"Brother."

Xu Nian stood there, dumbfounded.

Chu Heng felt the earlobe being gently kissed, like a small butterfly staying there for a short moment, the butterfly's wings fluttered lightly and imperceptibly, but he felt a fire burning all the way from the small earlobe to the heart.

The limbs of the whole person seemed to have been hit by a thin bolt of lightning in an instant, and the tingling sensation spread throughout the whole body, and even the fingertips trembled slightly. When he opened his mouth, his face was flushed, his mouth opened, but I don't know what to say.

Xu Nian took a step back at this time, and seeing him smile like a child attached to an adult, Chu Heng couldn't help looking at this face greedily and meticulously, the fair face, the delicate eyebrows, the pair of big eyes, the pair He was the only one reflected in his dark eyes.

Chu Heng's heart was suddenly filled with joy, and he felt that there was no one place about this child. Every part of his appearance, his eyes, eyebrows, nose, his lips, hair, limbs, everything about him seemed to be according to his liking. Average length.

As long as it is Xu Nian, he likes it all.

As long as he sees his junior brother, he will always be happy.

"Brother?"

Xu Nian yelled softly again, Chu Heng stretched out his hand, and gently wrapped one hand around one side of his junior brother's cheek, it felt soft and smooth to the touch, after Chu Heng felt great joy in his heart, he liked it to the extreme It seems to be sad.

He spoke with a hoarse voice, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and sadness suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Will you stay by my side forever?"

Xu Nian was stunned for a moment, and then replied obediently: "I—"

As soon as the word "I" came out, the Linlang Sword was born out of the sky. The silver-white sword stabbed across the gap between Chu Heng and Xu Nian. The person with the sword and the person blocking the sword looked at each other, Xu Nian looked at Chu Heng, and then looked at "Xu Nian" opposite Chu Heng, only to see that "Xu Nian" still had a look of nostalgia and affection...

Xu Nian withdrew his sword, feeling that the illusion this time was a bit magical.

How could he show that look?

Retarded? That is!

"How can Po Jun be transformed into an illusion?" Xu Nian couldn't bear to look at himself again, staring at Chu Heng, "This illusion is so real, brother in illusion version, what did you ask me just now?"

Chu Heng was silent for a moment, saw the blood-soaked clothes around Xu Nian's waist, and then looked at the affectionate Xu Nian, the next moment the surrounding scene and "Xu Nian" dissipated, and the surroundings returned to barrenness.

Xu Nian was surprised, looked around, then looked at Chu Heng who had not disappeared with him, and shouted in disbelief: "Senior brother?"