Chasing brother for thousands of miles

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Wen Nianyuan's back only hesitated for a moment, Wen Yusi's heart was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the other party had already drifted away.

The remaining Wen family and his wife stayed where they were, feeling as if they had knocked over the five-flavored bottle, and all kinds of flavors were mixed in it, which was indescribable for a while.

"I said earlier that Xian'er should not be allowed to roam the rivers and lakes alone, but now that she has changed her temperament, what should I do?" Huang Luanyun pressed the handle of the knife fiercely. One side of the knife handle is engraved with the word "Yusi", and the other side is Chuxiu Zhiyun, which coincides with her name.

Usually she cherishes it very much, but now she doesn't care about it, she didn't even notice that those two words made deep red marks on her fingertips.

Wen Yusi was also annoyed in his heart, but he couldn't hold his breath like the woman beside him. He waved his sleeves and shouted: "Okay! How can you not get out of the rivers and lakes when you are too old? Er inherits, the root of the problem is still in that person, solve him, Xianer will be sober."

After he finished speaking, he stopped mentioning the matter, turned around and went towards the study, Huang Luanyun bit his lip, and could only go back to the room without mentioning it.

After the two left, in the distance, there seemed to be a gray mist flashing among the flowers and trees. Wen Wuyi walked out step by step with a gloomy face, with the unwillingness to disappear in his eyes.

He has been his since he was a child... Obviously he is the legitimate eldest son of the Wen family. He was born healthy, well-behaved and obedient, but in the eyes of his parents, he has always only had the sick younger brother, even the position of the head of the Wen family. want to pass it on to him.

Even—even that ominous person received more attention than him, no matter whether the attention was good or bad, at least it was attention, right?

For so many years, he worked from dawn to dusk and devoted himself to martial arts. He only hoped to win the attention of his parents with his performance and let them know that their eldest son is also very good.

However, things backfired. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change the fact that his aptitude was mediocre. The ghost sound technique still remained on the fourth floor.

And the younger brother he has always looked down upon, has been lingering in bed since he was born, and looks like he is going to die at any time. Although he recovered from his illness, he loves reading more than practicing martial arts. Study hard under the window.

Just such a waste, who suddenly insisted on starting martial arts when Wen Lin, who was murdered by blood, left the Wen family at the age of thirteen or fourteen, has made rapid progress in just a few years, surpassing him all of a sudden. There is also a faint tendency to become a first-class master in the rivers and lakes.

Wen Wuyi didn't want to admit that their natural roots were really bad, maybe... maybe his parents had some secret recipes for improving internal strength, but they never let him know.

They... are really partial.

A gloomy look flashed in Wen Wuyi's eyes.

The mountains and rains in Wen's house were about to come and go, but Wen Nianyuan ignored it completely. At this moment, he was so worried that he only wanted to see that man.

Sweeping north following the sound of the guqin, the scenery around him changed rapidly, and he made the most of his lightness stepping on the snow, as if nothing could stop his footsteps.

However, it was himself who stopped in the end.

Because when he arrived here, the distant piano sound in his ears suddenly changed. The misty sound that originally came from one direction seemed to be scattered into a sky full of stars, surrounded by all directions, following like a shadow, weaving a piece The dense net is not for him to have nowhere to escape, but to make him have nowhere to go.

That was Qixian's silent refusal.

Refuse to meet him.

The sound of the zither and the wind came, making his green shirt rattle, rolled up and patted on himself.There are many hallucinations flooding in front of my eyes, Qixian seems to be far away in the sky and close in front of me, the corner of her mouth is smiling, but her white clothes are stained with blood.

Behind Qixian, Wen Yusi stretched out his palm as a claw, and was about to smash his sky cap with his hand, with a terrifying smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wen Nianyuan eagerly stepped forward to stop Wen Yusi's move, just about to say something, but suddenly saw a knife point appearing on Qixian's chest, a pool of blood bloomed, and the warm, salty blood splashed on Wen Nianyuan's cheek On the ground, his eyes were about to burst, and he saw Huang Luanyun who was holding a pair of knives behind Qixian, smiling at him gently and happily.

A surge of anger and despair surged up, and Qixian's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and he fell back heavily. He reached out to reach it, but couldn't reach it, and saw the man muttering something in a low voice, and curled the corner of his mouth towards him.

He saw the shape of his mouth clearly, Qi Xian was saying: "I hate you."

Pain surged up clamoring from the depths of his soul, his throat was sweet, and his blood was scattered. Wen Nianyuan Lingtai still retained a sliver of clarity, clearly knowing that everything he saw and felt just now was an illusion, but he had to admit that this illusion was It is entirely possible to become a fact.

This is the demon deep in his heart that he is least willing to face.

Biting the tip of his tongue hard, Wen Nianyuan's whole body shook, and he tapped several big acupuncture points on his body with his fingers, sealed his hearing without hesitation, closed his eyes to refuse the illusion, simply untied his belt and covered his eyes, even Shut out all the changes of light and shadow, and then hold your breath, only relying on your inner breath for support.

The third of the five senses is removed, and the whole world is immediately purified, as if falling into a void, without any dependence to rely on, and the mood is clear instead.

After doing all this, Wen Nianyuan stopped staying and started to move forward again.He can't see or hear, only the little delusions in his mind, turned into the most keen perception, looking for the most correct direction.

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Qixian sat under the tree peacefully, with the guqin on his knees, playing it with no distractions, his eyes following his fingertips, only within the square inch of the strings.

The wind blows through the forest, and the fallen leaves flutter down, fluttering, accumulating in his clothes and hair, but he doesn't seem to notice it, and doesn't brush them away, only occasionally raising his eyes to watch them fly with the wind, bringing The brilliant death energy gradually buried him.

No matter how young and ignorant he was back then, after being fed medicine and taking blood again and again, he could recall that he had never had a fever and tiredness, and what he ate was not some Taifangzi to nourish his body.

Is there any tonic that will make people suffer so much that they wish they had never lived.

But he never asked why. When Wen Yusi came to feed him in person, he just silently stared at him with his pure black pupils, until Wen Yusi felt guilty and stopped.

Later, Wen Yusi learned how to be good, and no longer came to feed him himself. He only sent disciples of Wen's family to guard the room like an iron wall and pour him down in a daze.

At those moments, Qi Xian closed his eyes, recited the mantra his mother had left for him over and over again, mobilized the weak internal force in his body, guarded his sanity, and prevented himself from biting his tongue and killing himself because of too much pain.

Until that day, when I was writhing in pain on the bed, the panes of the window were lifted clumsily and quietly, and a fluffy head poked out from under the window bit by bit, with two big eyes like black mercury, gurgling. Turning back and forth, looked over curiously, and met his gaze.

Seeing his face flushed and sweating in pain, the child opened his mouth wide in surprise, trotted all the way from the window to the door, opened the door and threw himself on the edge of his bed, trying hard to reach him who was about to go crazy with his fingers.

"Brother, are you sick too? Are you going to die? Huh... Brother, don't die, Xiaoxian hugs, brother don't die."

Qixian looked at him panting, is this the sick child he saw that day?Now he can run and jump, but he is lying on the bed all day, with the medicine pot as his companion.

The situation at this time is very similar to that at that time, except that the roles are reversed, he is on the bed, but his younger brother is under the bed.

The pain was still there, but there was a faint thought in his mind. He reached out and grabbed the hand of the child who was trying to climb up, and looked at him with red eyes.

The strong medicinal fragrance, the sharp blade, and the dripping blood appeared in my mind one by one.

No one told him, but at that moment, Qi Xian was faintly approaching the truth of the matter. The reason why he fell to this point should be because, this child...

If, if——kill him now, will his suffering be over?

For a moment, Qi Xian almost wanted to fight, there were only him and his younger brother in the room, and his younger brother was defenseless against him.

He pulled the five fingers of the opponent's wrist together, using more and more strength, but the child didn't realize the killing intent in the room, and instead climbed onto the bed awkwardly by pulling.

He crawled up to his elder brother with twists and turns, and stretched out a hand to touch the other's forehead worriedly. He was still young, and only knew that when he was not feeling well, his mother stretched out her hand in the same way.

"Huh...huh...brother, is it still hurting?" Not knowing that his life had fallen into the hands of others, he seriously widened his eyes and blew at the Qixian, with an innocent and ignorant expression, "Chewing will not hurt. It hurts, brother, don't die."

Then he bit his lip, touched Qixian's hand tightly clasped on his veins, lay down on his side, raised his arms and wanted to hold Qixian in his arms, but in the end because he was obviously smaller than the other party, he became into each other's arms.

Qixian looked at the unsuspecting child who was rolling into her arms one by one with a complicated expression, and heard him say in a childlike voice: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, my brother's illness should get better soon, wait for Xiaoxian to get better soon." When you grow up, Xiaoxian will protect you..."

The desire/thoughts in my heart are entangled, my blood is surging, I only have a little warmth in my arms, whispering like a mantra in my ears, saying that I want to protect him, as if I have become a nightmare. .

The string under his fingers suddenly went dumb, as if interrupted by some external force, he woke up from the memory, before Qi Xian turned his head, he was wrapped in a warm embrace, and when he turned his head, he saw that his eyes were still blindfolded. Wen Nianyuan wearing a belt.

"I will protect you, no one can hurt you again, brother." He held Qi Xian tightly in his arms, said calmly and resolutely, as in a trance as before.

Time and space are intertwined, and the world is chaotic.

Qixian was stunned for a long time, as if a little lost, she couldn't help reaching out to touch his face, Wen Nianyuan let his fingertips rage and stand still, like a mountain, trying to frighten this group of mortals who danced wildly.

This appearance made the person in his arms smile, the seven strings and five fingers flexibly moved on his face, with a light hook of the little finger, hooked his obscuring belt and wrapped it around his wrist, the corner of his mouth smiled, and the ending sound was light, as if affectionate. Seemingly unintentionally, "You take off your clothes so quickly, you are really... promiscuous."

The author has something to say: [Cover your face! 】_(:з」∠)_Xiao Nanao is really...too bad