big brother and little brother

The person that the senior brother hates the most is no more than the junior junior brother.

The eldest brother is a genius of the sect. He went up to the mountain to worship under the head of the sect at the age of eight, and he was able to master a hundred moves at the age of 15. Now at the age of 25, he is already a rising star in the world, and is recognized by the sect as the next head.Envied by the young heroes of the rivers and lakes, and loved by the female heroes.The person sent the code name "Qingfengjian", Jiaqi's swordsmanship is as light as the wind, and the gentleman's southerly wind is fragrant.

Junior brother started three years ago, he was already 16 years old when he started, he was already past the best age for martial arts, but I heard that he is the orphan of the famous family extermination case in Jinling that caused a sensation in the martial arts world, and the head of the sect is the best friend of the patriarch He took pity on his life experience and took him into his wings and accepted him as a closed disciple.

The two people who were originally in the cloud suddenly had an intersection.

On the first day that the junior brother entered the sect, the master called the senior brother, hoping that he would give advice and take care of the junior brother, but the senior brother kept saying yes, but he didn't care about it in his heart. Practicing martial arts at the age of 16 is like polishing an old blunt stone into beautiful jade.The elder brother only thinks that the younger brother is an extra yellow dog that eats in the sect, so he can't cause much trouble.

He looked at the still immature face of his junior brother, and thought of it.

It's just that the big brother didn't expect that the 16-year-old hard rock can really be enlightened when spread on different people.

Two years after the junior apprentice started, when he was young, he competed swords with the sect master, and equaled the sect master with more than a hundred and 45 moves.

All of a sudden, the school was shaken up and down, boasting that its great weapon can be accomplished, and the jade is shining, and the head of the sect also praised the junior brother's natural aptitude——

"Not inferior to Xiuya."

Xiu, is the name of the big brother.

When the elder brother heard this sentence, he frowned deeply.People in Jiang Hu see his beauty, but they don't know that he has been a bottleneck in sword practice for more than a year. In this year, he has only surpassed the head master by [-] moves.Unexpectedly, at this time, the dog, which is usually unobtrusive, suddenly barked.

Also known as everyone.

The elder brother went to find the younger brother that night, and defeated him with more than three hundred moves of the Qingfeng sword.The elder brother broke off the sword newly given by the head master held by the younger brother, and buried half of the sword in the soil with his feet.

The elder brother's sharpened snow sword unceremoniously lay across the younger brother's neck, which was also as pale as snow under the moonlight, and his words were as cold as the edge of the sword: "A dog, always a dog."

"No matter how loud you bark, it's just a dog barking."

Before the words fell, the person walked away on the wind.

The sect stands on a high mountain, and at night it seems like you can pick up the stars and the moon with your hands.

The junior brother slowly bent down, pulled out the sword from the ground, looked at it once, and then looked at it again.He suddenly lowered his head, and kissed the sword fiercely, his temple hair drooped down, covering the boy's quietly opened eyebrows.

On the second day, the headmaster was training swords in the morning and he didn't see the younger brother's new sword, so he wanted to say something.

The little junior brother only lowered his head and smiled shyly, "I was broken by a stone."

The elder brother frowned when he heard it.

That night, under the pretext that the junior brother insulted the senior brother as a stone, the senior brother fought with the unarmed junior brother for [-] rounds.

Two months later, the Martial Arts League held a Martial Arts Conference, inviting rookies from all walks of life to come.Inside the door, the elder brother and the younger brother were sent.Even though senior brother doesn't want to stay with this eye-obstructing person, he can only obey his master's order.

The Martial Arts Conference was held in Jinling, and heroes from all walks of life gathered in this purple city.While walking, the elder brother glanced at the younger junior brother beside him with a smile on his lips, and casually asked, "I'm afraid Jinling is not your sad place."

The little junior seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and smiled: "Not all, after all, the most worry-free years were also here, seeing some familiar people, I am also a little happy."

Eldest senior brother originally wanted to laugh at him, but he didn't expect not only to miss his pain, but also to give him an opportunity to reminisce about the past. Knowing that it was impossible, he sarcastically said: "So the door treats you badly"

The little junior was not taken aback this time, and lowered his head to show his signature shy smile.

"Don't dare."

The senior brother also felt that he was really bored, and he pulled the rein and he was a few steps away from the junior brother. The soft wind in early spring blew up the red tassels on his sword hilt, and the junior brother behind him couldn't help but leaned slightly and stretched out his hand to hold it. And let it flow away.

Fresh clothes and angry horses, young and youthful, the people in front of him are proud, and the people behind are happy.

When the two arrived in Jinling, they directly lived in the room arranged by the Wulin League. There was only one room for the two of them. The elder brother thought that if he lit a candle when he was resting at night, he could still see the younger brother lying on the bed through the screen.

Annoyed, he walked out of the room with his sword in hand.But he happened to meet the little junior brother who was going out to clothe. Seeing his displeasure, the junior junior picked up the oil-paper bag in his hand.

The elder brother smelled a crisp and sweet aroma wafting out of the oiled paper bag.

"Brother, do you want to eat crispy candy?"

"..."

"The time-honored brand in Jinling is no worse than that in Gusu. Try it"

"..."

Eldest brother has a preference for sweets, he thought that no one knew about it.

He didn't know whether the little junior brother was on purpose or not, but he just ran into his preference. He didn't dare to eat it on the mountain before, for fear that people would think he was not stable enough.But now this bag of crispy candy fell into his arms like the moon in the sky, and the white hands of the little junior brother grabbed his thoughts of more than ten years.

Those who can practice swords should love swords and should not be addicted to sweets.

He just wanted to persuade himself, but suddenly felt a sweetness in his mouth, and saw the little junior brother smiling at him.

A fragrant and numbing smell immediately flowed into the bottom of my heart, and there was still a cube of sweetness rolling on the tip of my tongue. The elder brother didn't dare to bite it, but just touched his left cheek with his tongue and sucked it carefully.

The little junior brother stuffed his thoughts into his mouth with his white hands.

"Is it delicious?" the younger brother asked him.

The eldest brother just turned his head away, puffed out his left cheek, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Really delicious.

Too good to kill.

He signaled his junior brother to go to the backyard of the room, and said with sugar in his mouth, "Draw your sword."

"Bet on this bag of halva."

With this, he beat the younger brother for another [-] rounds, and Ruyi won Tang.

The junior brother was lying on the ground unable to get up, so he said to the senior brother who was holding the candy: "Brother, give me a piece of candy."

The senior brother hesitated for a while, but still took out a small piece of crispy candy, and the junior junior brother just lay on the spot and opened his mouth eagerly, wanting him to feed it.

The elder brother directly gave him a clue: "Dog."

The little junior was not annoyed when he was beaten, he just smiled crookedly: "Hey."

In the past two days of Jinling Martial Arts Talk, the senior brother obviously felt that the junior junior brother was more attached to him than before.

When we were in the door, apart from the senior brother finding an excuse to come and beat him later, no matter how much the two of them interacted, it was when the junior junior brother just started, he liked to follow the senior senior brother, and followed suit, like a little milk dog who only recognizes the master No matter how senior brother Ren glared at him, he followed behind, but senior senior brother was aggressive at him, so he lowered his head and didn't speak.

The action that the senior brother did most often during that time was to shut the door of the junior brother who wanted to enter his room with a "bang".

The head is very concerned about this: "Doesn't Xiu like him?"

The elder brother frowned, and said perfunctorily, "It's okay."

The junior brother at the side came over wagging his tail.

Eldest brother: "Very annoying."

The little junior quickly pretended not to hear and walked away.

But since then, the two of them have become a little bit distant. Slowly, the elder brother can only hear news about the younger brother from his fellow sect and the head master.

The junior brother practiced sword very vigorously without him, with good results from time to time, and the senior brother never heard his name in his ears.

The headmaster was very happy, and mentioned to the elder brother again: "He is not as clingy to you as he was when he first came. At that time, he was really like a puppy you raised, and he didn't even kiss me, the master."

Eldest brother still frowned: "He's not my dog."

The headmaster smiled: "That's natural. He is worthy of being a man of famous family blood. Even if he started late and practiced sword hard, he can beat me with more than a hundred moves. It's just that he has been a little restless recently, little It's not a good thing to be unstable when you have achievements."

The elder brother finally raised his eyes: "Oh."

That night, he went to find his junior brother, defeated him with three hundred strokes, broke his sword, scolded him like a dog, and then left on the wind.

After all, the person that the senior brother hates the most is no more than the junior junior brother.I can't see him being good, and I can't see him being bad.

The author has something to say: During the martial arts talk, the junior brother asked the senior brother: "Which gang's martial arts do you admire the most?"

Eldest brother took a sip of tea: "The beggar gang."

This is really beyond the expectation of the younger brother, he thought that the senior brother is a person who wields the sword, so he should be more favored by Jianzong.

The elder brother continued: "I like the beggar gang's dog-beating stick."

Junior brother: "..."

My naming waste has reached its peak.

This article is conventionally short.