Chasing brother for thousands of miles

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The green shirt without the belt fluttered in the wind, unscrupulously revealing a different color underneath.Wen Nianyuan unsealed his senses and slowly opened his eyes, feeling that the melodious male voice in his ears was more alluring than the seductive piano sound just now.

He stretched out his fingers to pick up the belt wrapped around the little finger of the seven strings, and touched the cool skin of the other party, but the fingertips seemed to ignite a fire, burning hot to the bone.

I always feel that the lingering sound of the word "prostitution/chaos" in Qixian is still lingering, and it is still spinning in the air thousands of times, with some kind of lingering lingering that seems to have nothing to do with it, stealthily invading every inch of his soul.

Looking down at his unrestricted and empty waist, Wen Nianyuan was dumbfounded, his palms shook slightly, and he wrapped the belt around his fingers one by one, and the annoying and restless hand that was attached to the seven strings on the other end was pulled over involuntarily, and finally Like a fish swimming in the net, it fell into Wen Nianyuan's palm.

cling to each other.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a line of marriage.

The body in his arms is so real and beautiful, even the hands of the man who caused the trouble have been tightly clenched together, Wen Nianyuan let out a light breath, let Qixian rest his head on his chest, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me about the past the truth."

Qi Xian didn't seem to hear it, didn't show any emotion on his face, neither pandered nor resisted, let Wen Nianyuan play with ambiguous postures at will, and lowered his eyelashes, as if he wasn't the one who teased just now, nor was he the one who refused .

Wen Nianyuan looked at his expression, feeling a little disappointed, maybe he didn't want to bring up the past, maybe he just still didn't trust him, no matter which one, it would only let Wen Nianyuan understand that the truth must be very unbearable.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it." Withdrawing one hand, he brushed off the fallen leaves on Qi Xian's shoulder, and he pressed heavily on his shoulder, "Just rest assured, I'll check."

The man in white finally raised his eyebrows, looked up while leaning on the other person's chest, and smiled sarcastically, "I don't care about the rest, at least they treat you with good intentions, how do you treat them?"

Hearing the irony in Qixian's eyes, Wen Nianyuan didn't refute, just said: "Don't worry." There was no explanation beyond the three words.

Qixian snorted coldly, and didn't say any more, her hand slipped from the belt wrapped around the two of them lightly, one hand pinched the other's wrist and slowly massaged, and said without much concern: "Then you can go Well, I must wait."

He said he was waiting, but he was completely insincere. From his eyes to his tone, there was a perfunctory meaning, and there was a bit of dullness under the perfunctory, which seemed to be very boring.

Wen Nianyuan didn't care about his casual attitude, he still held the empty belt with the end missing in his hand, and suddenly asked: "Father... Patriarch Wen said just now that you don't have much life, what's going on?"

"If you don't like me, you naturally want to curse me to death. You don't understand?" Qixian's phoenix eyes rolled, and she glanced at Wen Nianyuan's face from the corner of her eye, and sneered, "It's a pity that I'm fine, I'm afraid I can't walk ahead of him."

The slightly annoyed tone was filled with disdain and sarcasm, as well as a careless casualness.

There was no problem at all, as if Wen Yusi's words were really just vicious curses blurted out at a moment of extreme anger rather than real existence.

However, Wen Nianyuan turned cold and his tone became serious, "You're lying."

"With such an elm-headed head like yours, how can you tell who is sincere and who is lying? Don't joke about it." Qi Xian seemed to be impatient, pushed Wen Nianyuan away, and wanted to leave with the qin in his arms.

Before he took a step, he was stopped by someone.

The shadow cast by the sun, covering his whole body, really passed away day and night, the child who only reached his neck back then was now half a head taller than him.

When he was seriously about to stop him, he had the air of saying what he said.

"Do you know, brother." Wen Nianyuan reached out to take the guqin from Qixian's arms, "When you lie, you are always flawless. But it is too perfect, which makes people feel unreal."

"Father, what did he do to you? How many years of life do you have left?" He was still majestic before, but when he mentioned how long Qixian could live, there was actually something in the voice of this always cold man. An imperceptible tremor.

For a moment, Qixian actually felt that his seemingly cold but dull younger brother was more dazzling than the sun, which made it hard to keep one's eyes open.

Finding that he was clearly at a stalemate, Qixian sighed softly, "It depends on you."

He stretched out his finger and touched Wen Nianyuan's eyebrows. This usually charming gesture carried a sense of heaviness and death.

"If you go back now and tell Wen Yusi and Huang Luanyun that you are just obsessed with ghosts and have no attachment to me now, and you want to drive me out of this place and never see me again, then I can live for a few more years. Otherwise— Maybe now I will die in front of you."

Wen Nianyuan was terrified, he gave the guqin away, and with the support of his inner strength, he threw it firmly on the tree trunk, not even a leaf was disturbed, but there was a chill between his teeth, "What did he do to you?"

The tone is serious, obviously this time whether Qixian wants to say it or not, he has to say it.

Qixian shrugged. He didn't really care much about his own life and death. He has been walking in the gray area between life and death these years, and has seen too much love, hate, prosperity and decline. He understands that pain, resentment and resentment only belong to the living.

For the eternal sleepers, they have nothing to own and nothing to lose. Joy or sorrow is only in the world, and there is only the peace of ignorance in the netherworld.

But Wen Nianyuan cared.

"Brother, don't die." - From Wen Nianyuan's gloomy eyes, he saw the childish words of that ignorant child back then.

It turned out that he still didn't change his original intention, and all he was thinking about was that he didn't want him to die.

Wen Nianyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he blinked subconsciously, because Qixian, who was standing opposite him, suddenly began to take off his clothes.

Just now he made fun of him, saying that he was a man who took off his clothes so quickly and was too lewd/slutty when he unbuttoned his belt, but now he unbuttoned his clothes, but he was as elegant as if he was just doing something to invite flowers to drink and sing. Elegant thing.

"You—" Wen Nianyuan couldn't say another word.

The white clothes, as bright as melting moonlight, slipped from Qixian's shoulders with the sound of fluttering sleeves, one by one, until the upper body of the person in front of him was no longer/inch/strand, and the blue silk was scattered about half of the body, and two bright red spots on the snow-white base stood upright slightly Under the bright sun and the breeze, it can make people's minds sway, and they are extremely erotic.

In such a situation, Qixian's face showed no emotion/sexy charm, and even lost her usual lazy and casual appearance, so calm that people dare not have the slightest hint of frivolity.

Wen Nianyuan was stunned.

But it's not because the picturesque scenery in front of him is uncontrollable, but because he clearly saw, between Qixian's waist and chest, there are strange streaks of black color spreading, like ferocious poisonous vines, or some kind of A mysterious symbol that is rarely seen in front of people.

No matter what it is, Wen Nianyuan knows that it is absolutely impossible to be something that is beneficial to Qixian's body.

The shock was only for a moment, and he immediately recalled the question that made Qixian make this move. He couldn't help reaching out and pressing the monster's ink color, but was surprised to find that the fingertips only touched it lightly. There is life and self-awareness, slowly flowing under Qixian's skin.

"This is—" He accumulated three points of internal force with his fingertips, trying to intercept the strangely flowing tattoo through Qixian's skin, but found that it was more active, almost boiling.

Qixian lowered her eyes, looked at Wen Nianyuan's hand on the tattoo in front of her, and said lightly: "Didn't you ask me why Wen Yusi dared to say that I don't have much life? This evil Gu comes from southern Xinjiang, and it's called She Body mother Gu, child Gu was put into my body by your father, mother Gu, heh, of course it is in his hands."

If Qixian moves freely in the rivers and lakes, it's fine to go beyond the rules, Wen Yusi will not move lightly, after all, holding such a trump card in his hand is enough.

But if he did something wrong that endangered the Wen family - such as seducing his beloved young son shamelessly and indecently - then it would be easy for Wen Yusi to kill him.

Wen Nianyuan pursed his lips, increased his inner strength to the tenth level, and blocked the Gu worm without saying a word, but his heart was full of turbulent waves, and he couldn't calm down at all.

He has always understood that Qixian suddenly decided to go home with him after he revealed his feelings to Qixian. Wen Yusi and the others looked distraught.

But he didn't expect that Wen Yusi, a dignified hero, would use this evil way in secret; and Qixian was even more determined, and simply took his life to disturb the Wen family's pool of water, and underplayed it, completely indifferent.

He doesn't want to live anymore?

No!

"There is a solution to this Gu worm." Wen Nianyuan breathed heavily, picked up the clothes that Qi Xian had thrown on the ground casually, put them on his body, asked, but understood in his heart that since Wen Yusi made such a move, Surely there will be no easy retreat for Qi Xian.

There may even be no way out at all.

"When it's time to be cruel, you have to be cruel to the extreme." He remembered Wen Yusi saying this, and Wen Nianyuan had no doubt that his father would do this.

However, Qixian smiled lightly, calmly, "There is a solution."

As calm as Wen Nianyuan couldn't help but feel a little more eager, "How do I solve it?!"

At the critical moment, the other party just stopped talking at this moment, Wen Nianyuan saw that Qixian's complexion suddenly became a little weird, looking at him with a smile or not, it was extremely unbearable, after a while, it seemed that he had admired him enough With the dark fire burning in his eyes, he opened his lips and asked him lazily: "Do you know why this Gu is called sacrifice?"

Sacrifice... Sacrifice... Wen Nianyuan took a breath, and his mind suddenly became clear, "Sacrifice, the solution to this Gu is to trade life for life?"

Expressing approval for Wen Nianyuan's sudden transparency, Qi Xian lowered his head, slowly traced his fingernails on the black vine, and said faintly: "It ate my blood. This life is not something that ordinary people can get. Planting things is not useless sometimes."

"Will you change, my dear...brother?"

The author has something to say: Touch your hands... the rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building (￣▽￣")

Xiao Qi and my brother will beat me!run [squirming and crawling away~