My brother is a sword

The opening ceremony has been going on for a long time, but there are still quite a few disciples around outside the spirit pool. There is no lecture in the sect today, and they don’t go to practice swordsmanship. They are all focused on the situation in the pool. Important news for many people.

"Is this year so strong? It's been four hours, and there are still people who haven't come out yet.

Come. ”

"It's okay, isn't there a few evildoers who stay for a long time every time?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Gu and Senior Brother Wei lasted all day to decide the winner."

"Hey, who wins and who loses?" Someone asked curiously, and many of the people who came here not long ago didn't know about it.

The insider looked at Gu Chenyu who was not far away, hesitated, and said falteringly: "This... I will talk about it next time." After finishing speaking, his eyes were fixed on him, and he shook his body uncontrollably, feeling his situation Like the disciples in the pool, he was in a dilemma.

"Your boy looks thin, but I didn't expect to be so strong." At this time, Fu Fan joked in the pool, trying to distract himself from the sweltering heat.

Wang Jiu'er closed his eyes and didn't answer, like an old monk in meditation, motionless.

"It's really scary, why don't you even break a drop of sweat." Fu Fan, whose skin was flushed and sweating profusely, was in stark contrast to Andu's usual Jiu'er.

At this moment, Wang Jiuer was actually not as calm as he appeared on the surface. He felt his body was melting and slowly turning into a liquid. In the end, he became one with the pool of spiritual water. He could feel that someone was in the pool. Fu Fan?or someone else?

Trying to open his eyes, light slowly leaked out, there was a figure lying in the pool, not Fu Fan, that person looked at him complicatedly, he was dressed in blood-stained white clothes, messy long hair, trembling outstretched hands .

It's him!It's Wang Jiuzhi!Wang Jiuer's pupils widened, this scene was the last of them, but now it really appeared in front of him!Where did Fu Fan go?Where did Lingchi go?Where did the Zhennan Mountain faction go?None of this mattered to Wang Jiuer at this time.

The man's hand hangs down weakly, and he seems to sigh again. It contains things that Wang Jiu'er can't understand. His shadow stretches long and merges with the scorched ground, and he falls down.The suffocation-like pain came without warning. This was the second time Wang Jiuer felt the heart-wrenching pain. Although he didn't understand the meaning behind these four words, he really touched it at this time.Wang Jiu'er felt that he had nothing to hesitate, he should immediately rush to his master's side, but at such a critical moment, he couldn't move and could only watch silently.

The sky and the earth changed color, the wind was surging, the sky chased the earth, and it was lonely and gloomy. A large piece of blood spread around the lying man, and there was something stirring in the shadow. It greedily sucked the blood on the man's body and slowly swelled up. The ground began to shake violently, as if something was struggling to be restrained, with a "click", it collapsed, and there was a scalp-numbing roar, something terrible escaped.

It held a human head in its mouth, and it couldn't see clearly. It made a strange sound of "cluck, clack, clack" and walked like a dragon. The strong wind blew Wang Jiu'er's face, and the moment it passed by, Wang Jiuer's lips were already biting white, and a hot emotion was burning in his heart, agitating from bottom to top, swaying around a boundary, and when he saw the head clearly, flames gushed out, and everything in front of him darkened.

"Wang Jiu'er! Wake up!" Huang Gensheng's face darkened. Since he presided over the opening ceremony for more than ten years, he, Wang Jiuer, was the first to fall asleep in the spirit pool. Under the slowly forming vortex, Huang Gen couldn't bear it anymore, and asked his assistant disciples to go down to salvage. Before the disciples touched the boy's thin body, they were bounced away by an unknown reaction force, and they fell to the edge of the pool with their faces covered. All expressions of disbelief.

"What are you doing! Naughty!" Huang Gen deeply pinched the "Bound and Slaughter" technique, trying to capture Wang Jiu'er and execute the Fa directly on the spot. , Waiting for an order, he was ruthlessly tied up and killed.

"Uncle, keep people under your command!" Wei Min originally thought that what Huang Genshen pinched was the technique of "binding and binding", but he never expected that his uncle would kill a teenager who was only in his teens. Wang Jiuer.

Huang Gensheng acted as if he was unknown, and lowered his hands slightly, which was an order to kill.At this moment, Wang Jiu'er's eyes opened, and there was a murderous intent like a blade in his face. The boy stood up slowly, and the murderous intent spread wantonly. With a "bang", the spirit knife fell to the ground, and the surrounding ropes seemed to be drawn by an invisible force. The sword cut off and fell scattered on the ground.

"How is this possible? Monster! Monster!" Huang Genshen, who thought he was sure of winning, murmured deeply. He didn't notice the boy's approaching steps at all, and he didn't hear the approaching footsteps of death.

"Sword... come..." Wang Jiuer spat out every single word from his mouth mercilessly, and slowly raised one arm to point at Huang Genshen, who was in despair. pleasure.

This is not Wang Jiuer!Wei Min knew very well that it was impossible for Wang Jiuer, who was transformed into a sword, to have such an expression. Could it be that evil spirits had entered his body?The evil spirits capable of invading the Nanshan faction in Tangtang Town may have sneaked in distractedly, not the real body, so he has a chance to expel them!Wei Min didn't dare to delay, he pinched out the heart-purifying spell with one hand, and put the porcelain whistle to his lips with the other hand.

"Py-!" Youyuan whistled.

The mind-cleaning technique hindered the boy's movement, the boy hugged his head in pain, Wei Min's condition is not very good, the power of evil should not be underestimated, he can only hope that he will hold on for a while, waiting for Jiao Ming's arrival.

With a loud cry, like the song of a phoenix, the people present were liberated from the infinite murderous intent, and gradually felt clearer and clearer, and their hearts became clearer. It is recorded in ancient books: "Flying vermilion birds make forerunners, driving the elephant of the one." Jiao Ming With the blood of the vermilion bird and the power of the phoenix bird, it is born with the characteristics of suppressing evil spirits. Just singing, it has the effect of warding off evil spirits. on the ground.

Before the darkness, the last image in Wang Jiuer's mind was that after everything had settled, Wang Jiuzhi smiled at him not far away. He stretched out his hand and walked forward, wanting to touch it, but accidentally tripped over it. She stopped him, stroked his head, and said something softly.

"Brother, take you back to Qingyuan Mountain." Wei Min looked at the child in his arms, his heart was full of love and affection, he stroked the fainted little head, and gently supported Wang Jiu'er.This child can only rely on him and only trust him. This kind of emotion that is strongly needed, in a certain way, deeply satisfies the unspeakable loneliness and unreality of Wei Min's spirit. In other words, the short time he met Wang Jiu'er For two days, Wei Min had a real joy of being alive.

"Wei Min, put him down, he's a monster! Everyone here has seen it!" Gu Chenyu held his head up, at this moment he was standing on the commanding heights of ethics, and all the disciples behind him would be his soldiers, he wished Wei Min could resist , this is a good opportunity given by God, whether it is this little monster or Wei Min, he will eat it in one bite!

"Brother Wei Min, get away from that monster!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"This kind of monster should be killed!" I don't know who shouted, the voice seemed to be tearing.Wei Min never thought that his usually friendly juniors and juniors would look like indifferent executioners at this moment, loudly wanting to take the life of an innocent young child, Wei Min's hand could not help but feel clenched, there is no evil, evil is at ease.

"The master hasn't spoken yet!" Wei Min closed his eyes, opened them again, his breath changed drastically, the sword was slowly pulled out from the spirit bag, holding Wang Jiu'er in one hand, and the sword in the other, "I see who dares!" The sword burst out , This is the ninth floor of Zhennan Sword!

"Wei Min! Wei Min!" Gu Chenyu was going crazy, these two words would break his teeth, why should he!Why!A waste that doesn't even have a sword bone!Why should he always be a head taller than him!He puts all his effort into cultivation, swordsmanship, and pinching techniques, but he is not as good as him in everything, this damn Wei Min!Gu Chenyu stood in front of the crowd, except for Wei Min, no one saw the deformed face due to jealousy, it was so ferocious that it did not resemble a human being.

"Get out of the way!" Wei Min said in a deep voice, "I'll see who is going to stop me!" He walked slowly but steadily.

The crowd moved away automatically, Wei Min ignored Gu Chenyu again and walked around him.Gu Chenyu stood quietly, his face twitched, his pupils dilated, he never imagined that he would be helpless under Wei Min's sword energy, like a fish on the board, as long as Wei Min was happy, he would be Knife for cutting meat.Gu Chenyu swore in his heart that this was the last time, even if he used everything he had to deal with the evil spirit next time, he would not allow Wei Min to treat him as an ant!

Wei Min led Wang Jiu'er out of the crowd slowly, no one dared to stop him, or under Wei Min's sword spirit, they could only keep silent.They watched the two go farther and farther until they disappeared.

"What are you doing in a daze, take the Great Elder away, let's meet the head! This matter can't be done like this!" Gu Chenyu finally regained the freedom of action, and he won't let it go. Suddenly, his heart throbbed. , Like a nail stuck in, Gu Chenyu almost fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother Gu, are you okay!" The unknown disciple before quickly supported the crumbling Gu Chenyu.

"Go away! I'm fine!" Gu Chenyu's expression was close to madness, and regardless of his usual disguise in front of everyone, his ruthless expression showed, "Take everyone and go to Wanhe Hall, I want to see the head!"

In the elegant living room of Qingyuan Mountain, Wei Min gently put Wang Jiu'er on the bed, wiped him clean with a handkerchief dipped in water, and covered him with the quilt. After walking out of the house, he was going to Wanhe Hall, where there was still a turbulent situation that he needed to face.