Beautiful junior brother always wants to soften my heart

"Fire! It's on fire!!!"

The flames jumped up from the mountain, like a July fire flowing down with the wind, a raging sea of ​​flames ignited along the dead trees and grass leaves, instantly engulfed the courtyard where thousands of Bihaijiao disciples lived, and rushed out of the house with a quick reaction. The sword flew up, and those who reacted slowly could only howl and be swallowed by the sea of ​​flames.

Fortunately, Guangsha and Taoyuan gathered people who were ambushing in Bihaijiao, and half of the disciples were evacuated, and the guests who lived halfway up the mountain were taken down the mountain, so the casualties were not too heavy.

After receiving Xiaoman's order, Muyan led Wen Ruan to evacuate the Bihaijiao disciples, and just woke up the sleeping man and dragged him down the mountain, when the fire burst out overwhelmingly.

Wen Ruan stared at the mountain fire ecstatically, motionless like a statue, Gu Ge hurried over to grab her, fearing that she would be scared stupid.

"Miss Wen, don't worry," he racked his brains to think of comforting words, "Mr. Yan must be fine, he is so powerful, and this mere fire can't do anything to him."

"No," Wen Ruan shook his head lightly, "It's not Senior Brother."

"That……"

Others are not familiar with it, but Wen Ruan and Qin Suzhou have been together in Bihaijiao for decades, and this sea of ​​fire is wrapped in Qin Suzhou's spiritual power.

Gu Ge tilted his head, seeing that she seemed to have made up her mind and clenched her fists, then turned around and pulled over the distressed Qingshan.

"Senior Sister?" Qingshan was busy appeasing the crowd, coaxing her, "Senior Sister, don't worry, I will explain this to you later, but now..."

"Did something happen to Senior Brother and Qin Suzhou?" She interrupted.

"..." The speechless Qingshan took a deep breath, and it was a tacit agreement.

"Let me come here," Wen Ruan glanced at the anxious crowd, and patted him on the shoulder, "I am the only senior in the Bihaijiao ranking. Now that the senior is not here, it must be better for me to come forward than you."

"Master...Senior Sister..." Qing Shan was taken aback.

"Go up quickly," Wen Ruan pushed him hard, "Brother definitely needs your help."

……

Not to mention the chaotic pot of porridge at the bottom of the mountain, the fire on the mountain was driven up by the night wind, and the soaring spiritual power wove a huge web of spiritual pressure, which made people breathless.

Xiaoman tried his best to control the sword but he was only half a person's height off the ground, narrowly avoiding the flames, but he couldn't go up.

"According to the tabloids in Guangsha and Taoyuan, 780 people were evacuated, 370 people were dead, and the remaining 250 people are missing," Xiaoman summed up the briefings sent by Xinhe, "Fortunately, the young master can't come forward. , people in Taoyuan can sell me face, according to previous calculations, if only the people in Guangsha can be mobilized, at least [-]% will be buried in the flames."

"But the fire must be stopped." Yan Jue sat cross-legged behind him, closing his eyes to heal his injuries. There was no time to treat the wound on his lower abdomen, so he could only scribble on the medicine.

"The north wind blows tonight, and it can reach the foot of the mountain in two hours, and then we have to retreat further," Xiao Man turned to look at him, "The information from the Holy Pavilion is well-informed, and it will definitely arrive within an hour, Anzi, what should we do? "

"Ask your son, he is good at dealing with the people in the Holy Pavilion."

"Are you kidding me? He's always like this..."

Xiao Man's words stopped abruptly, and Yan Jue in front of him opened his eyes, his eyes were clearly like fire and blood, but they were stiller than the night.

Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat, "Do you want to think about it again?"

"He's going to die."

"You will die too!"

"After Luo Liu's death, I have no regrets. The only thing I care about is Ah Zhou. Seeing his pain, how can I not save him?" Yan Jue took a deep breath, jumped into the sea of ​​flames from the tip of his sword, and only the lingering sound was left In the smoky air, "He will probably be angry, please tell me something for me, sorry."

"Anzi!" Even though he was as calm as Xiao Man, his expression changed drastically when he saw this, and when he tried to catch up with the sword, he felt a weak force coming from the end of the sword.

"Xiao...Xiaoman..." Qing Shui tremblingly tugged on his sword tassel, his whole body was wrapped in spiritual power vines and managed to persevere in the sea of ​​flames. He was already injured and almost collapsed at this moment.

"You're still alive!" Xiao Man quickly pulled him up to the sword.

"Sacred Pavilion... the south..." Qing Shui's chapped lips opened and closed, weakly spit out intermittent sounds.

"What?" Xiaoman moved closer.

"Nan... the person who harmed the son, ran to the south..."

……

Hot, dry, the sweat turned into steam before it fell from the cheeks, moistening the eyes.

Qin Suzhou stared blankly at the overwhelming fire. He couldn't figure out why such a big fire was ignited. It was all built by his spiritual power?When did he have such a powerful fire spirit root?

Don't do this anymore, stop it, you'll burn people!

A voice shouted from the bottom of my heart.

This is where Bi Haijiao killed everything about you, your father, your mother, your happiness, everything about you was destroyed by Bi Haijiao!Why stop?Burn it all!Trample all that have trampled on you!

Another voice shouted again.

That's right, Luo Liu and Jiang Shan have harmed him so much. If it wasn't for Jiang Shan, his father wouldn't have died tragically; if it wasn't for Luo Liu, Yan Jue's mother wouldn't have died; if Jiang Shan didn't provoke him, he wouldn't be kicked out of Bihaijiao. If Luo Liu didn't refine the Tiger Talisman, Yan Jue wouldn't suffer so many injuries.

It's all Bihaijiao's fault, it's all Luo Liu and Jiang Shan's fault, so what if he buried the whole Bihaijiao with him?

The crown is full of anger, the fire is soaring into the sky, the galaxy is bleak, and the bright moon is dark.

crazy.

Really crazy.

Qin Suzhou held his head in pain, his father's eye sockets were emptied by insect bites, his mother's burnt corpse was blurred, crying all day long, and the endless night in his mind.

He thought of the night when he lost his mother, he dragged his heavy feet and walked in the long dark night, the pain in his stomach that he hadn't eaten for a long time twisted everything in front of him into dim fragments.

Suddenly, a person appeared in the twisted road with a light on, small but determined to clear the fog of vision.

Qin Suzhou touched the back of his neck subconsciously. The red mole was burning hot, but the restless spiritual power in his body gradually calmed down. He seemed to be a little awake—he heard the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and smelled the dry firewood. He could see the burnt smell, and he could clearly see the figure walking towards him slowly holding up the lamp in the black mist.

When he got closer, he realized that it wasn't holding up the lamp, but that the ghost bone in Yan Jue's hand was emitting fiery spiritual power.

—Brother, can you hear my voice?

Qin Suzhou nodded.

——That's good, brother, stop now.

Qin Suzhou shook his head, his eyes were bloodshot.

——They hurt me, they hurt you, they hurt so many people!I'm going to burn him, I'm going to burn this place, I'm going to burn everything!

Yan Jue knew that the spiritual energy that had accumulated for many years had been released in one go. The disordered memory and surging spiritual pressure had completely swallowed him up. Hatred, annoyance, regret... overwhelming negative emotions had already crushed his rationality.

He knew that it was useless to say more.

Yan Jue extinguished the ghost bone in his hand, and let the flames engulf him.

"Yan Jue?!" The gushing sea of ​​flames engulfed his figure in an instant, Qin Suzhou was startled, and the blood all over his body became cold.

Suddenly, someone behind him tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Brother Ah Zhou!" The ten-year-old child smiled and stretched out his hand towards him.

The cold heart began to warm up, and the warmth passed from the man's hand to his own, instantly melting the coldness in the world of ice and snow.

Qin Suzhou was like a stray puppy who had finally found a place to live. He clung to the warmth, curled up his broken body tiredly, and closed his eyes peacefully sniffing the familiar smell.

"Brother A Zhou? Brother A Zhou!"

……

When I opened my eyes again, the sky was already bright.The white snow has just melted, and the spring has arrived. The bright sun shines in from the entrance of the cave and falls on the rough but soft withered grass.

The soft orchid fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose. Qin Suzhou looked down. He was covered with a lotus-colored dress. The owner of the dress curled up beside him in the cold, with his small head lightly resting on his neck, lightly breathing.

"..." Su Zhou smiled, and covered his robe back. Who knew that he had slept too lightly. As soon as Su Zhou's fingers touched his shoulder, his eyelashes fluttered and he woke up.

"Anzi, can you sleep a little longer?" Su Zhou asked him while holding his robe.

Yan An shook his head, got up softly from the ground, rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Last night I clearly said that I was going to keep vigil for brother A Zhou, why did I fall asleep..."

Su Zhou raised his hand and put the robe on his shoulders, "Don't give me the clothes, you will catch a cold."

"Well——" the little boy mumbled a few words and then threw himself straight on him, his deer-like eyes crooked with a smile, "Brother Ah Zhou, I miss you so much, I thought I would never I can't see you anymore..."

When he said this, the shreds of sunlight shone in his crystal clear eyes, making them seem to be alive.Su Zhou couldn't help but look away, and straightened his body.

"Brother Ah Zhou doesn't like me? Why did you push me away?" Yan An tilted his head and looked at his movements incomprehensibly.

"Ah... this..." Su Zhou was completely dry from his clean gaze, and two blushes appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay, how old are you, you can act like a baby even more than girls, not to mention you brother Azhou, I can't stand it anymore!" A woman's voice came from the entrance of the cave, teasing.

"Hi Ma'am." Su Zhou wanted to stay, but Yan An held him down.

"Mother!" Yan An neatly climbed down the dry grass, ran to the woman, and volunteered to take the bucket of water she brought, "Let me do it!"

Su Zhou sat on the couch and looked at this beautiful little boy, he seemed to be a little taller than he thought, and the cuffs of his trousers didn't fit well, but at least his wife was still there, and someone was taking care of him, so he looked clean and white. It's very pleasing.

Unlike him, his father was dead, and his mother also died of suicide in order to protect him from pursuers, her whole body was dirty, and it was thanks to Anzi that he didn't despise him.

"Brother Ah Zhou." Yan An put the bucket in front of him, "Wash your face."

Su Zhou was still a little dazed, staring blankly at Yan An who had grown taller.

"Brother A Zhou?" Yan An frowned in confusion, "Why don't I help Brother A Zhou wash his face?" After speaking, he was about to roll up his sleeves.

"No, no, I'll do it myself." Su Zhou finally came to his senses, he couldn't stand Yan An rubbing against him, so he couldn't let him touch him.After all, it's not a child anymore, it's grown up, and it can grow up.

Yan An sat down beside him, his little eyebrows twitched into a ball, Su Zhou poured water on his face after wiping his face, and when he came back, he found that his eyebrows were so tangled that he could twist them.

In the past, he thought that the young master of the enchanting royal family was good-looking, but also really difficult to get along with. He always stayed silently by his side, and talking to him was like dialing beads on an abacus. The cold eyes knife, like an ice pick in the face.

But I have to admit that this young master is very good-looking. When he was not grown up, he was like a porcelain doll. I wish I could hold him in the palm of my hand for fear of bumping into him. Now that I have grown a little, I can't even look at him. After a long time, the soul will be hooked.

"Anzi?" Su Zhou rubbed his soft hair, "How are you doing? The Holy Pavilion didn't make things difficult for you, did it?"

"Why don't you make it difficult..." Yan An said with a bitter face, "I couldn't sleep well at night, and my mother woke me up when I fell asleep, saying that the pursuers from the Holy Pavilion came."

Why isn't he like this?I couldn't sleep all night, because I was afraid that the knife hanging above my head would fall.

The Holy Pavilion will not let go of any of the monsters that survived the great battle to hunt down humans and demons, and they must be cleaned up before giving up.He too, after his father was executed by the Holy Pavilion, his mother was also buried in the sea of ​​fire to protect him, and his body did not survive.

If he hadn't run into An Zi and his wife when he was crawling forward in the snow, he would have gone underground to meet his mother in the cold at this moment.

"Anzi, go with Xiaoman and fetch some more water," the woman's gentle call interrupted his thoughts, and she waved to him with a smile, "Ah Zhou, come here."

When Su Zhou walked out of the cave, he realized that he was halfway up the mountain. After the spring breeze passed, the wild flowers were half in bloom, and the warmed mountain stream flowed briskly down the rocks. Everything was as quiet as if he was still in the Momeizu land full of orchids.

The woman took his hand and brought him in front of a man, "This is Uncle Mu Hengmu."

"Based on seniority, it's uncle." The man corrected her with a smile.

Su Zhou followed up softly, and felt strange after he finished, turned his head and tugged at the corner of the woman's clothes, "Ma'am, this is...a monk, right?"

"Yeah," the woman nodded and smiled slightly, "but he is a good person who is willing to help us."

The author has something to say: Congratulations to brother and uncle

In fact, Mu Heng was not a very bad person at the beginning. He said that it was true that he admired his brother and his father at the beginning, but everyone didn't believe it at the time.