brother of time travel

As soon as he walked into the city, He Yunqing's pace faltered, the sword in his hand clenched a little, and his eyes turned back involuntarily. There was nothing above the void, but he seemed to meet a pair of prying eyes through the clouds.

At this time, it happened to be the two-month period agreed with Yan Kuxin.

After flying from Anling City towards the forest of monsters for a while, He Yunqing turned around, and the flying sword under his feet moved to his hand, while he stepped on the ground firmly with his whole body, his eyes were facing the person opposite.

He Yunqing's eyes have always had an indelible coldness. When he is focused, the corners of these cold eyes will rise slightly, but when he is disgusted, he doesn't even bother to give a look.Once upon a time, Minghui was stared at by these eyes with trusting but warm feelings, but now, although the person is in front of him, those eyes are so cold and strange.

Minghui felt a pain in his heart.

He asked hoarsely, "You, have you recovered your memory?"

He Yunqing frowned slightly, the tangled look made Ming Hui want to go forward and smooth the wrinkles between his brows.He looked at Minghui with some suspicion: "So what?"

Minghui shook his head: "Nothing."

He Yunqing only noticed Minghui's appearance at this moment.

In the past, the domineering and unrestrained Lord of the Demon Race, who always had a careless expression, walked in disorder at this time, his long hair was tied in knots and fell behind his back, his long robe was also stained with dust, and he looked dusty.There was anxiety in those eyes, looking at He Yunqing with a feeling of hesitation... After observing for a while, He Yunqing lowered his eyes.

What happened to Minghui had nothing to do with him.

"Yunqing, where have you been in the past two months..." Minghui was halfway through speaking when he caught a glimpse of He Yunqing's expression that seemed to be a half-smile. It stopped suddenly, as if something was strangling the neck, and it was difficult to make a sound.

He Yunqing flicked the hair in his hand: "What does it have to do with you?"

He said "what's to you"?

It was as if Minghui's blood was suddenly put into an ice cellar and froze.

What's with him?

Without waiting for him to open his mouth, He Yunqing said, "I understand. That's right. I have a drop of your blood on me. You can find my whereabouts anytime and anywhere. It doesn't matter if I disappear for a while, because you can always feel it. As far as my vitality is concerned, it is enough for me to be alive, right?"

"But during these two months, you suddenly couldn't find me, so you came here in such a hurry. Minghui, what do you want to prove? To prove that my every move is under your control, or you How much do you care about me?" The mocking smile on He Yunqing's face deepened, "If I remember correctly, your drop of blood doesn't work every moment. If I stay safe, It can detect my existence, but if I am hunted down or even killed by your good men, you will not feel anything. Should I say, is this blood essence really a good thing?"

"Yunqing, I..."

Listening to him like this, the smile on He Yunqing's face finally disappeared, and the cold eyes just stared at Minghui so bluntly, and his emotions fluctuated in an instant: "Don't shout like that, it makes me sick!"

The rosy color on Minghui's face disappeared in an instant, and he was pale and pale. He looked at He Yunqing helplessly, and there was even a hint of pleading in his eyes.

He Yunqing didn't seem to see his expression, took a step forward, and stared at Minghui condescendingly: "Where were you when I was chased by Mingze and was about to die? I was worried about your safety when you returned to the Demon Race but was betrayed." What are you doing, where were you when my master, uncle, apprentice, and disciple were seriously injured by Ming Ze, where were you when I blew up my golden core?"

"Your so-called love is so disgusting, I really can't bear it."

"You obviously have such great power, and you can stop things with your fingers, but you are too stingy to give me a little bit." He Yunqing said silently in her heart.

This is also the most different between Yan Kuxin and Minghui.

Minghui obviously has too much, but he is stingy with giving him a little.Yan Kuxin has very little, but he is willing to give all, or even more than all, to He Yunqing.

Minghui stared at him blankly, feeling a bitter taste slowly spreading from the bottom of his heart to his mouth, making him feel so disappointed that he didn't even have the energy to explain.

It was rare for He Yunqing to say so much to him. In his impression, this young man would always cherish words like gold.

But the sentence he uttered at this moment pierced into Minghui's heart like a sharp thorn, making him stand in place without daring to move, dare not speak, dare not argue, and could only silently look at the Tsing Yi's figure disappeared from sight.It wasn't until He Yunqing walked away that Minghui coughed lightly, and slowly sat on the muddy ground while supporting the tree trunk.

A bloodstain spread from the lip to the gown, which was extremely shocking.

On the other side, He Yunqing flew to the Xuanji Gate with the flying sword without any hesitation.The lush green hills were right in front of him, and Kunlun Shi, who had been hiding in his clothes and dared not make a sound, gasped heavily: "I'm so nervous, that demon cultivator's power is too strong. If he gets a little closer , I will definitely abandon you and run away by myself."

He Yunqing snorted lightly: "Huh?"

Kunlun Stone immediately changed into a dignified tone: "Who am I, I can be the Kunlun Stone above Kunlun! There are countless Kunlun immortals, all of which are amazing in strength. I can keep calm even when they walk in front of me, not to mention this demon Xiu's strength is still far behind that of the Kunlun Immortal, so it's nothing to worry about!"

"But speaking of it, your strength isn't that great, and the peach blossoms are more prosperous than the others! Sigh, look at the sad and hopeless little eyes of the demon cultivator, I can't help but be moved by a heart made of stone... Seeing that He Yunqing's eyes were getting more and more dangerous, Kunlun Shi still said without fear of death, "Have you ever heard a saying that heartbreak is the most beautiful sound of love..."

"Meow~"

The flashing cat shadow made Kunlun Stone's next words stuck in mid-air, and he sneaked into He Yunqing's clothes, and then got out after a while, and saw the yellow and white patterned cat still standing on the side of the stone and meowing twice. sound, he felt dizzy, and then shrank back inside, pretending to be dead and refusing to come out.

He Yunqing finally got his ears clean.

As soon as he entered the mountain gate, the disciple guarding the mountain took the token and respectfully called "Uncle Master", and He Yunqing responded with a smile.He had just recovered his cultivation at the Golden Core stage, and his strength had increased a bit. In addition, his usual demeanor was a bit cold. In front of these disciples whose cultivation was not yet at the Qi refining stage, he had an aura of calmness and prestige.

After taking a few steps, He Yunqing looked at the figure flying towards the sky, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

This guy is as reckless as ever.

But he dared to move him.

With the recovery of his cultivation base, those good and bad memories in his mind will automatically recover... If he said he didn't care about it at all, He Yunqing would never admit it.Even, the moment Ming Hui appeared, his emotions fluctuated differently than before, but he suppressed it.

He Yunqing felt that the world had turned upside down.

Obviously from the very beginning, he had a vague fondness for Minghui, but his attitude towards Yan Kuxin was one of disgust and defensiveness.But now, everything is turned upside down.The most untrustworthy person has become the person he trusts the most, and the person he once trusted the most is only defensive.Even the defense against Minghui was deeper than the initial defense against Yan Kuxin, because of an injury, He Yunqing shrank into her shell, and it was difficult to reach out to him.

"Senior brother!" Yan Kuxin's bright smile was brighter than the sun, he met He Yunqing, and when he saw his black hair, his eyes lit up: "Senior brother..."

He Yunqing reached out and thumped his chest: "I recovered."

Next, you can fight side by side!

"En." The two punches met, and the pressure in my heart seemed to dissipate a lot in an instant.There seemed to be an extremely powerful force supporting him under his feet, because at this moment, there was this person by his side.

"Brother, have you seen that demon cultivator?" Yan Ku said casually, but the wandering eyes still revealed his nervousness.

He Yunqing nodded: "Yes."

The corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and he held the man's hand in his own: "Don't worry, I have nothing to do with him."

Yan Kuxin laughed, but the absurdity did not reach his eyes.

He didn't know what to say... Said that the demon cultivator rushed to the Xuanji Gate to ask for someone after he didn't notice He Yunqing's existence?Said that the demon cultivator almost turned over the entire continent in order to find his trace?Said that Moxiu actually shed tears for his senior brother?Yan Ku knew in his heart that they were rivals in love, and that man also fell in love with his senior brother, but he would never give in.

What that person can do for senior brother, so can he.

Unknowingly, Yan Ku felt a little more worried.To be honest, Moxiu's deeds made him respect, but it also made him realize what a difficult opponent he would be facing.

He gently rubbed He Yunqing's hair with his fingers, no matter what, he would not let it go.

A stern look flashed in Yan Ku's heart, no matter what, he would not let it go.

After returning to Xuanjimen, He Yunqing had a good rest for a few days, then went to Xuanlou to check the cultivation of Xuanyunzi and Xuanyouzi. Both of them were very surprised by He Yunqing's promotion to Jindan, but they were not jealous, they just sincerely happy for him.

According to Xuan Youzi, it was He Yunqing's recovery that restored their confidence.You must know that among the three, He Yunqing's injury is the most serious. If He Yunqing recovers successfully, they will have a day to recover their cultivation.

"Brother." Yan Kuxin called out to He Yunqing, "Someone is looking for you."

He Yunqing was a little puzzled.Following Yan Kuxin to the Tingxue Hall, He Yunqing recognized the black-clothed monk sitting on the chair at a glance.

That cultivator unexpectedly met He Yunqing at the Longyuan Ruins outside Dan City, and set off for the Southern Territory's Sword Cultivator Zuo Daoyun.

Zuo Daoyun also caught a glimpse of He Yunqing.

There was a hint of a smile on the cold face: "It's been so long since I saw you, but your cultivation hasn't improved much!"

Knowing his personality, He Yunqing also snorted: "To each other, but you dare to enter my sword cultivating sect with a knife on your back, you are not small!"

The author has something to say: Kunlun stone is also literary and artistic.

Today's update is still short and concise, because the stupid author feels that he is a bit exhausted recently...