Beautiful junior brother always wants to soften my heart

Qin Suzhou fell quickly into the well.

One life for another, no one's life is more valuable than anyone else's, but to abandon him so lightly, if you can't do it yourself, then you can only abandon yourself.

The heat wave gradually enveloped him, like a ghost's deadly scythe approaching his neck little by little, and the blood in his body gradually froze.His mind began to become chaotic, replaying bits and pieces of his previous experiences like a revolving lantern.

Standing on a steep rock with his hands behind his back, he slowly turned his head amidst the cheers of the crowd, his eyebrows and eyes were as bright as winter plum blossoms in the coldest winter.

Regardless of the astonished advice of others, he raised his hand to serve tea, and called his senior brother with crooked eyes.

After drinking three cups, he fell drunk in the cool night breeze, leaning unconsciously beside him, Lan Xiang scratched his neck like a cat scratching with the smell of alcohol.

He carefully put away the small sachet that he gave away, and secretly took off the hair and put it in.

His light-colored pupils shone brightly, and he said very seriously, Senior Brother, I have always liked you since a long time ago.

he……

It's all about him.

It's all him! ! !

Heart throbbing, Qin Suzhou felt that he was probably dizzy from the heat, water drops fell from the back, forehead and even the corners of the eyes, but was evaporated to nothing.

It is extremely embarrassing to be extremely rational when making a decision, and only start to regret it when it really falls on your head.Qin Suzhou stared at the shrinking hole, his eye sockets were blurred by moisture, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but he still stared persistently.

Suddenly, a light fell from the edge of the well!

Light and shadow brushed past his side, quickly plunged into the furnace behind him, and exploded the most splendid firework he had ever seen in his life.It wasn't until the moment when the spiritual pressure exploded from the bottom of his feet and sent him flying that he realized that in order to save himself, Aunt Liu detonated the spiritual power at the bottom of the well.

The woman wrapped in spiritual power fell into the furnace without hesitation like a fire in July. The spiritual power rapidly expanded and exploded under the high temperature of the furnace. The splashing spiritual waves shattered the glass cage and shook the tall buildings. There was a loud noise, and the Library Pavilion fell down in the dark night.

……

Xiaoman took all the Bihaijiao disciples out of the Zangshu Pavilion, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to order them to go back to the yard, but after thinking about it, he changed the order to go down the mountain.

"Brother Man!" Qing Shan fell from in front of him, "Guangsha has assembled, and they are all on standby outside Bihaijiao."

Xiao Man nodded, seeing the menacing Qing Shui following behind him, he couldn't help but pull Qing Shan closer, "How can he..."

Before the words fell, a strong wind fell in front of my eyes.Xiao Man turned sideways to avoid the blade, and knocked on the back of Qing Shui's hand with one hand.

The moment the hands touched, the fire-like emblem of Taoyuan flashed in the night.

"Not being dropped." Qing Shui snorted, "Traitor."

"Qing Shui, this matter is not so simple," Qing Shan said earnestly from the side, "Brother Man is working very hard at both ends, senior brother has been worried that he will die suddenly from overwork, so no one is willing to take on this drudgery."

Xiaoman's eyebrows twitched, "The second half of the sentence is the key point."

"If Brother Man is gone, I will be the one doing this job." Qingshan patted him on the shoulder solemnly, "So every year on my birthday, I will make a wish for Brother Man to live a long life, oh no, long live."

"...Get out," Xiaoman twitched the corners of his mouth, and ordered, "Just now I asked Muyan to take the people from Taoyuan to the west to evacuate the Bihaijiao disciples, and Qingshan to take the people from Guangsha to evacuate the people who live in the east, and take them all away. Go down the mountain, Qing Shui and I will stay here and wait for orders."

Qing Shan patted him on the shoulder with a grin, and took his orders to leave.

Not long after he left, a loud noise came from the side, and then the huge building collapsed.

"My darling!" Qing Shui stared dumbfounded at the library pavilion that collapsed in front of him, "Such a big movement!"

"Someone!" Two figures flew out from the ruins, Xiaoman immediately formed a spiritual barrier, only in time to catch Qin Suzhou, Yan Jue flew along the Lingbo to the depths of the forest behind them.

"Sir, are you alright?"

The scorching spiritual flow in his body was still restless, and the spiritual pressure caused by the heat wave was like a heavy fist hitting his waist and abdomen. Under the internal and external pincers, Qin Suzhou couldn't bear to choke out a mouthful of blood anymore.

"Where's Yan Jue?" He wiped the corners of his lips and looked around.

"I didn't have time, I flew into the woods."

"Go find him, hurry up!" Qin Suzhou said anxiously, "His spirit base has been seriously injured, he needs to be healed quickly!"

Xiao Man opened his mouth, hesitated and said, "But..."

"Go, I'm fine." Qin Suzhou pushed him hard.

Xiaoman sighed, raised his hand and made a seal on his body, which was the same curse seal that Aunt Liu pressed in his body to suppress the spirit foundation before.

"What the hell is this?" Qin Suzhou frowned.

"My lord, you are here with Qing Shui. After setting up Yan Jue, my subordinates will come back soon, so be careful." Xiao Man didn't answer him, always showing some worry on his expressionless and indifferent face.

……

Yan Jue was far away from the bottom of the well, so he couldn't fly too far, but he broke several ribs because his spirit foundation was damaged and he couldn't move his energy.The spirit base was not lightly injured, but Mo Mei's spirit base is strong, and it can heal itself after slowly recuperating, so it's not a serious problem.So when Xiaoman found Yan Jue, he was leaning on the tree trunk to adjust his breath.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Yan Jue suddenly opened his eyes, his blood-red pupils were like ghosts in the dark night.

"You alone? Where's the brother?"

"The two of you are a perfect match, you ask each other if you are there." Xiao Man went up to help him up, "He asked me to come to you, saying that your spirit foundation was injured."

"Is he all right?"

"It's nothing, the seal is loose, Qing Shui is accompanying him."

"It's okay if the seal is loose?!" Yan Jue panicked, the wound in his lower abdomen was affected, and he almost fell to the ground with black eyes.

"He urged me to come, he was very anxious, what do you want me to do?" Xiao Man squinted at him, "Don't worry, I temporarily suppressed the trace of spiritual power left by my wife before I left, it shouldn't be an hour question."

"Hurry up, hurry up," Yan Jue took a deep breath, suppressing the pain in his stomach, "I always feel that someone is deliberately provoking him, trying to break his seal."

"..."

"Aman? Why don't you leave?"

"You're injured, I probably didn't notice it." Xiaoman's eyes darkened, and he looked around vigilantly, "There is a strong smell of blood nearby, and there are traces of the princess's spiritual power."

"Sister?!" Yan Jue touched subconsciously, and the storage ring that stored the corpse of the Demon Charming Princess was still in his bosom.

"Wait, I'll go and come back."

Xiaoman put Yan Jue down, held his breath to identify the direction in the wind, plunged into the forest with a swoosh, and returned after a while, with a person still in his hand.He threw the man in front of Yan Jue, and wiped the blood from his fingertips on the tree trunk in disgust.

"The head was taken off, I don't know it, do you know who it is?"

Yan Jue looked down, the body of the person in front of him was still warm, and the several sword wounds on his body were not fatal, he died because he lost his head and bled profusely.Judging by the irregular shape of the cut surface of the wound, it might be unscrewed by hand.

It can't be Elder Sister, Elder Sister is dead long ago, but why does this person have traces of Elder Sister's spiritual power?

Yan Jue frowned, feeling that this man's clothes looked very familiar, he reached out and rummaged through him, and found a token from the blood-stained robe.

"What?" Xiaoman leaned over and saw that it was Bihaijiao's disciple token, with two large characters engraved on it, "Luo Liu? Who screwed Luo Liu?"

Yan Jue tightened his fingers, and the wooden token instantly shattered into powder.

"What did you think of?" Xiao Man was startled, seeing that he was silent, he shook his shoulder again, "Yan Jue? An Zi?"

Suddenly, Yan Jue grabbed his arm and turned to look at him, his face paler than the moonlight.

"Senior brother... where is senior brother?"

……

Qin Suzhou sent Xiaoman away, and pinched his brows depressedly, "In the end, I still don't know anything."

"My lord," Qing Shui squatted beside him, "You don't know the relationship between Xiao Man and Senior Brother?"

"I know a ghost!" Qin Suzhou was about to die of anger when he lifted which pot, and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll adjust my breathing for a stick of incense first, and keep it for me."

"Okay." Qing Shui sat in front holding the sword deftly.

Qin Suzhou found a tree trunk to lean against, closed his eyes, and slowly circulated the spiritual power in his body, trying to suppress the restlessness in it, but it was not smooth. It seemed that what was flowing in the body was not spiritual power, but a mass of magma, burning everywhere His flesh and blood.

The spiritual base hurts, and his head hurts even more. Too many things happened tonight, and his head is still a mess.It was as if he was in a fog-shrouded world, and there was a cliff in front of him, and the answer was on the opposite side, but he could only stand there like a flower in the mist, looking around eagerly.

Suddenly, a sharp wind passed by his ear, stinging his cheek.

Qin Suzhou opened his eyes suddenly, Qing Shui had been blown into the woods behind him, and the soles of his feet dragged shoe prints on the muddy ground several feet away.

"Who—" before the words fell, a figure flashed in front of him, one hand grabbed his face and lifted him up, a sword touched his spirit foundation, piercing the skin lightly.

The speed was too fast, and there was no time to react at all, and the door of life was firmly pressed in the hands of others.

Who is this person?He has been in the world of comprehension for many years, and he knows that there are only one hand that has this kind of ability. One of them was killed by him with the spirit base, one was hollowed out by Li Laner, and the other was injured by Yan Jue just now. It is absolutely impossible. Have this ability!

Qin Suzhou tried his best to open his eyes under the severe pain, and looked through the narrow gap between his fingers.

——That is a fox mask that looks so familiar!

The moment Wulan came to mind, his blood turned cold.

Shouldn't the man wearing a fox mask in front of him have rotted away in the mourning hall of the Holy Pavilion? !He also went to personally confirm his corpse, it was indeed him!

Wulan, he can't be alive!