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Chapter 91 0090: Eldest brother, let's go. (Please comment! Please recommend!)

"This is a crime of flower poisoning, and the flesh must be cut and bled."

The two disciples didn't dare to delay seeing that the person's breath was disturbed, they took out their daggers and planned to stab them, but they were slapped away by the little prince.

Braving the cold light, the dagger spun a few times in the air, and finally it was firmly inserted into the rockery in the corner of the yard.

"Don't be arrogant, if this continues, he will die here on the spot!"

Seeing that he was irrational, the monk at the side wanted to control him, but the little prince saw through his intention and jumped away from his attack.

"Can you stop bleeding? In this state..."

Brother's current state can't bear such a toss.

The two monks also noticed his concerns, but bloodletting was the only solution they knew.

The two monks were silent, and the little prince gritted his silver teeth.

"Okay, I'll come."

After saying that, the little prince took out a jeweled knife that he carried with him, this knife was a parting gift from his mother.

The knife was gently scratched against his mottled skin, and a few drops of blood fell to the ground.

"No, you have to draw deeper! Not enough blood."

The little prince was a little dazed, he had used all his strength just now, which meant that there was not much blood left in the senior brother's body.

Thinking of this, my heart ached, and tears began to roll in my eyes.

"do not……

Don't save me. "

He didn't know when Yu Jing regained his consciousness, he looked gratefully at the two fellow Taoists beside him.

It was they who gave the warning when they strayed into the group of demonized flowers before.

Finally, his eyes turned back to the young man beside him.

"I'm fine, don't save me."

He wanted to reach out and pat the boy on the shoulder, but his hand was out of his control.

"Brother."

The boy grabbed his drooping hand and held it carefully.

Yu Jing smiled, he was really embarrassed now.

"Senior brother, even if you... become stupid or crazy... okay, I will support you... okay?"

The boy's eye circles were completely red, and tears kept rolling in his eyes.

The hands without the slightest warmth were smashed all over by hot tears.

The warm weight smashed a hole in Yu Jing's heart, and he felt sore in his heart.

He opened his lips, trying to say something decent but couldn't.

He also had a clear mind in the early stage of poisoning, and he remembered how he went crazy and killed people, so he shook his head.

He is a foundation-building cultivator, and he can destroy a small town if he goes crazy, and he doesn't want to let the junior brother accommodate him like this.

"Why? Brother, I don't want you to die."

The little prince questioned him with a hoarse voice, but he didn't dare to make too much noise.

Feeling the helplessness of the young man in front of him, Yu Jing finally touched his head with all his strength.

Yu Jing patiently stroked the hair of the young man in front of him. He used to do this often when he was still in the sect, but after touching it for a long time, the young man knocked off the troublesome hand with an angry face.

"I want to die sober."

Yu Jing's voice was as soft as a feather drifting by, the boy whimpered and the hand holding him unconsciously tightened a little more.

"Okay... I promise you

...Miku promises you. "

Hearing the boy's answer, the man on the ground smiled in satisfaction as if relieved.

Then his hands dropped down.

Yu Jiu respected his senior brother's decision, and specially picked a good weather in order to send his senior brother away properly.

The cloud and mist parted the yellow leaves of the branches in the forest and landed at the boy's feet.The whirlwind blows away the covering cumulus clouds, and also blows down a few drops of his tears.

He gave his precious gemstone knife to his brother, looked at his clear eyes and stretched out his hand to himself with a smile.

"Senior brother."

The small palm was icy cold, and this bit of coolness made Miku regain consciousness for a moment, and then he was surrounded by warmth.

"Brother."

He called him softly.

"Ah."

He responded softly, the blood stained the clothes and dyed all the white into a blood plum.

The flames engulfed the figure on the high platform, the boy was empty, and the guards did not dare to approach him, nor had the guts to approach him.

The little prince finally ascended the throne, and hurried to the Shangyang Mountains without even going through the enthronement ceremony, where he was going to a small sect, and he wanted to take his senior brother home.

When he saw the boy in the yellow robe, he was dragging three crystal coffins behind him, and inside were the three disciples who lost contact for no reason a few days ago.

The little emperor sent people to search for a long time, but only found some clothes and a saber of Senior Brother Tie and Senior Brother Liu from the group of demonized flowers.

The rest were probably devoured by wild beasts.

"Little Junior Brother?"

There are familiar faces who come to greet you.

Meeting his eyes, Gu Qingqing blamed herself and looked away.Although the Zongmen didn't tell the disciples the cause and effect of this incident, it was the Zongmen who failed the four of them.

Seeing Gu Qingqing's familiar face, the normal heart that has been tense these days is easily lifted.

The woman who had been shaking her neck and frustrating her teeth at him a few days ago bowed her head like a child punished to stand.

"All the monks of the Qinghe Sect welcome the Emperor!"

As the great elder said, the monk behind him bowed neatly and his waist was white.

The little prince waved his hand, too lazy to make false claims with them.

"Go on, I'm just coming back to see my brother off."

The young man's voice was silent, as if he had aged a teenager out of thin air, and there were some gray hairs in his blue hair.

He wanted to put his brother in the palace, so he asked an architect to make this crystal coffin that could preserve the corpse.

But he also thought of his senior brother's dead-headed admiration for immortals beyond ordinary people, and he would probably like to be in a sect where he could see the immortals.

So he brought them back.

Touching the crystal coffin, the boy's eyes felt a little warm.

"Big Wood, I'm taking you back."

The little prince's eyes were heavy, and he murmured softly to the man in the coffin with his eyes closed.

It's a pity the man didn't respond.

The little prince sighed, and walked up the mountain with three coffins, many disciples followed them.

Some disciples had red eye circles and sobbed uncontrollably as they followed behind the coffin.

Although Yu Jing, the big brother, is not serious, he has always loved the sect, and he treats them as his disciples with due diligence.

The little emperor glanced at the team that was slowly following behind, tears welled up in his eyes, and his voice became darker by two points.

"Brother,
You see, these people are here to see you off, and your classmates are here to see you off. "

The sound is depressing even through the crystal coffin.

The young man patted the crystal coffin lightly, just like the monk patted his shoulder when he followed him here that day.

"Brother, I can't find the place you took me to that day, can you tell me?"

The little emperor smiled faintly, his tone almost pleading.

But only air responded to him.

His senior brother couldn't see him being wronged the most. When he was hungry, sleepy, and tired from walking, he wanted to put him on his shoulders and send him back to bed to lie down.

(End of this chapter)