brother of time travel

"Yunqing!"

At the other end, Yan Ku held Xuan Yunzi in his heart, stared anxiously at the figure in the distance, and didn't care that his fingernails were digging into his flesh and bleeding... He stared at that person obsessively, and suddenly burst into tears without knowing it .

"He Yunqing, you are crazy..." Mingze couldn't believe it. He used all his spiritual power to try to get rid of the stalemate at the moment, but how could He Yunqing allow him to escape? A pair of blood-colored eyes stared at Mingze, but the corners of his lips were slightly Bend a smile.

He Yunqing said, "I'm not crazy. Mingze, are you here for Minghui?"

"Honorable Lord has been poisoned by insects..."

"So do you need me to go to the demon clan to save him?" He Yunqing muttered to himself, "Because of my blood?"

"Because I owe him a life?" He looked at Mingze, "So it's better to pay him back?"

Mingze stared blankly at the person talking to himself in front of him.

The atmosphere of danger is getting stronger and stronger.The blood in He Yunqing's eyes had drowned the color of his pupils, the long black hair was flying wantonly in the air, the blood mist spread, and the bricks and tiles of the mysterious building shattered and scattered on the square. It seemed that there was something in He Yunqing's body that was indulging. explode……

"You..." Before Mingze had time to say anything, he felt an aura that instantly overwhelmed him, and the strength he was always proud of could not resist at all...

"boom!"

The violent explosion turned into a burst of flames, burning on the profound building, and then, a baby-like spirit body slowly sprang out, stared at the flames for a while, and then made a gesture to slip away.Yan Ku's eyes were red, and he rushed towards the spirit body with one punch, until the spirit body was completely shattered under his hands, then he stared at the fire in despair, looking for the person he wanted to see.

"Senior Brother...Senior Brother Wuwu..." The young man who had never shown weakness in front of others was crying like a child at this moment.Just a moment ago, he was still complacent about the same robe as his senior brother, but at this moment, he was so confused that he seemed to be leaving this world.

Where is brother?

Where is his senior brother?When the senior brother waved his hand away to let him take good care of the senior uncle, why didn't he step forward to stop him when the senior brother's eyes were bloodshot...why did he accept the senior brother's choice, why did he naively think that the senior brother would not die?

Now that he lost his senior brother, where would he find his senior brother?

The fire spreads.

Yan Kuxin waved the flame away with his fist, step by step, refusing to let go of a trace.The water-blue robe was stained with black ash, half of the hem was burned by fire, Yan Kuxin didn't care, he just searched wholeheartedly, the more he searched, the more disappointed, the more heartbroken he was.

The sky is full of fire.

A figure suddenly appeared in the flames.

Yan Kuxin's eyes suddenly burst into starlight, and the starlight became brighter and brighter, with the potential to start a prairie fire.He walked forward silently, his steps were heavy as if he was carrying a heavy burden.The figure in the firelight gradually became clear, even though it was covered with wounds and dirt, Yan Kuxin still recognized it, it was his senior brother!

He also recognizes it when it turns into ashes!

When he really stood in front of He Yunqing, Yan Kuxin felt that all the strength in his body was suddenly emptied. He wanted to touch the man's cheek, but his arm suddenly softened, and his whole body collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down his cheeks He didn't notice the chest, he just stared blankly at the person in front of him, like a sculpture that has lost consciousness.

"Brother..."

Yan Kuxin murmured softly, and the next moment, he got up again and slowly approached He Yunqing.Supporting He Yunqing's body with both hands, he felt that his vitality was gradually passing away, Yan Ku felt even more sad in his heart, his eyes were stained with despair, and finally turned into dead ashes.

A hand suddenly touched his head.

Slender and cold fingers stroked his hair gently and gently, gradually moved down, and patted his face, and a weak and familiar voice sounded in his ear: "Don't cry."

Yan Kuxin thought he was hallucinating.

Turning his head as if frozen, a pair of scarred palms caught his eyes. The eyes of the person lying on the ground were only opened a crack, and the expression on his face was very painful. All his strength.The most eye-catching thing is not those dense scars, but his hair.

All white.

The hair that was originally as long as ink was now paler than his skin, scattered around his neck, just looking at it made him feel heartbroken.

Yan Ku bit his lips desperately, the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat.He stared at the person in front of him with a trace of sadness in his heart.

He said: "The Nascent Soul of the Demon Cultivator wanted to escape, but I killed him."

A pale smile curled up at the corner of He Yunqing's mouth: "Well done."

"Put me up, I'm a little tired."

Yan Kuxin nodded slightly.Gently put He Yunqing on his back, and then gently carried him down the mountain, until the two stopped in front of the residence, he slowly put down He Yunqing.

"Brother... your cultivation?"

He Yunqing didn't make a sound.Yan Ku was startled, and jumped onto the bed to check his condition... It wasn't until he found that He Yunqing was just asleep and nothing happened, that his heart calmed down a little.But it was only a little more stable.He clearly knew that his brother's cultivation base was gone, and even the golden core that he had practiced so hard was completely shattered because of the self-explosion.

Yan Kuxin quietly looked at He Yunqing's sleeping face, and silently made a decision in his heart.

He Yunqing slept very deeply, he only felt that he had a long dream.In the dream, he leaned against the window of the hospital ward and read a book. The sun was so strong that he was a little hot.People in the ward changed their faces back and forth, but he was stuck there forever, the sun was so hot that he was about to die of thirst, but he could only look at the sunlight outside the window forever, without hope.

He Yunqing woke up after sleeping for an unknown amount of time.

He was a little hot, and his body was so empty that he couldn't detect any fluctuations in spiritual power.With a slight movement, there was a strong pain, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.He opened his eyes and found that he was sleeping on the bed, but there was no one around him.

He remembered that he seemed to blew his golden core in a battle with a demon cultivator... But why he had a conflict with that person, He Yunqing didn't remember at all.

Pushing open the door, the sunlight was so dazzling that it was frightening. He Yunqing stepped over the threshold, but he fell down suddenly, and his breathing became disordered.He was only wearing a single shirt, and it was the cold winter season. Although the spiritual energy in the Xuanji Sect was not affected by the mortal climate, He Yunqing was weak inside and felt a little cold.

He tried to mobilize his spiritual power, but found that there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy in his body.He Yunqing was not a person who gave up lightly, so he sat down and tried dozens of times immediately, but his aura seemed to be blocked by something, no matter how long he tried, there was no change.

"Why is this?"

Suddenly, he showed a wry smile.

It seems that in the process of fighting with the demon cultivator, he really couldn't fight, so he could only blew his golden core... At least in the history of Xuanjimen, He Yunqing should be the only monk who can survive the self-destructed golden core.

"Qing Yun?"

He Yunqing turned around, only to see Xuan Yunzi in a Taoist robe looking at him with surprise on his face: "Are you awake?"

"Master." He clearly remembered that Xuan Yunzi was injured by that demon cultivator that day, why is he all right now?After observing for a while, he could see that Xuan Yunzi's aura was very weak, not much stronger than his own, so he frowned and revealed a bitter smile.

"You don't have to be sad." Xuan Yunzi patted him on the shoulder, "Master, you are the only disciple in this life, and you can practice again when your cultivation base is gone. Will be back."

"You are still young, take your time." Xuan Yunzi looked at his disciple's white hair, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, "I heard that there is a secret book in the world, which can make monks with broken golden cores practice again..."

He Yunqing bit her lip: "Yes, I know."

After a long time, He Yunqing stared at a wound in his hand, and asked: "Master, do you know why the demon cultivator besieged the Xuanji Gate, and why he was completely stranger to us, and why he started killing in the gate?"

Xuan Yunzi stopped suddenly: "Yunqing, don't you know?"

He Yunqing frowned and thought for a while, but still shook his head.He did have memories of leaving the Xuanji Gate to travel in his mind, but the memory of the demons was still read in books before, and he naturally didn't know why the demons came to the Xuanji Gate to siege and kill.

"I don't know..." Xuan Yunzi was about to say something, but the human voice from a distance attracted their attention.

The one standing not far away is clearly Yan Kuxin.

But after sleeping and waking up, Yan Ku's heart matured a lot.There is a steady accumulation in a pair of black eyes, and they are no longer as loose as they used to be.He was wearing a black Taoist robe today, which not only made him look older, but also had an unspeakable coercion lingering around him.Seeing his different appearance, He Yunqing was a little surprised, so he didn't rush to greet him at the first sight, but just stood there silently.

"Brother, you're awake." Yan Kuxin flew to his side, even though he hid it well, He Yunqing could still see the eagerness in his eyes.

He nodded in confusion: "Yeah."

Xuan Yunzi at the side bent slightly: "I have seen the master."

He Yunqing was even more puzzled, why did Yan Kuxin become the head of the sect after not seeing him for a few days?

Yan Kuxin waved his hand: "Uncle Xuanyun, if you have something to do, go and do it first, I'll talk to senior brother."

Xuan Yunzi responded in a low voice, and left He Yunqing's residence.And when He Yunqing looked at his back, suddenly his body was pulled by a huge force, and the next moment, the door was knocked open and closed, and he was firmly held in the arms of this man, hugging him to bed.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother..." Calls rang in his ears one after another. Unprepared, He Yunqing fell on the quilt with his whole body. The man blocked his lips without saying a word.

After a long and passionate kiss, He Yunqing's pale face was blushed, but Yan Kuxin was still not satisfied, kissing his forehead, eyes, and lips until his breathing became a little disordered, and he was willing to kiss him. Let him go.

"Brother, I miss you so much."

He Yunqing patted his back lightly and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Two years." Yan Kuxin's voice was muffled, but the joy flickering in his eyes was so obvious.

The author has something to say: The stupid author originally made up his mind to code words, but after reading a great divine article...he couldn't stop at all.