Proud Evil God Concubine

Chapter 13 The Warmth of Home
Although she is innocent and not a good person, she is not a wicked person either. She can't do such a conscience-defying thing.

"Forget it, let's say I have no destiny with a spiritual master." The expression on Long Qingyue's face has returned to calm. There's nothing wrong with being an ordinary person all your life."

Although she can't cultivate spirit and energy, as long as she works hard, she can still have the agility and perfect killing moves like modern times.

As long as you can protect yourself, it's enough not to let grandpa and elder brother worry about it!

Ling Xiao's face was a little serious, "Are you really determined to give up?"

Although the Body of Nine Yins is terrifying, it is a rare cultivation genius who is rare in ten thousand years!The achievements he has are definitely no worse than those legendary old guys!
However, Ling Xiao couldn't bear the end of that creature's life and bones strewn with charcoal.

Long Qingyue nodded, without any hesitation or displeasure in her eyes, "Old man Ling, go and find someone who can avenge you."

Now that she has given up the path of the strong, she will never stop others from the path of the strong.

Ling Xiao shook his head, with desolation and helplessness in his voice, "Little girl, you are in a good mood, and the old man is ashamed. There are some things in the world that cannot be forced. If you can get revenge, or you can't get revenge, what can you do in the end? ?”

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, his figure flickered, and he got back into the Ziyan ring again.

Long Qingyue picked up the Ziyan ring on the ground and put it in the jewelry on the dressing table.

He fell on the bed and was about to go to sleep, but saw Long Qingyu push the door open and enter.

Long Qingyue was a little surprised, sat up halfway, and squinted to see the young man stepping forward. The faint moonlight enveloped him behind him, as if covered with a layer of gorgeous silver veil, like a fairy.

The two people in the room stared at each other, neither of them would speak, and the air became a little dull.

Long Qingyu was holding a small white porcelain bottle in his hand. He walked to the bedside and sat down expressionlessly. Looking at Long Qingyue, he sighed and opened the small porcelain bottle without saying a word. To wipe it off Long Qingyue's forehead.

Long Qingyue tilted her head, avoiding it lightly, and looked at him with a pair of eyes vigilantly.Looking up and seeing the suspicious eyes of the other party, Long Qingyue immediately realized that the person in front of her was her brother.

"I'll do it myself." Her voice was slightly jerky. As a top killer, she struggled every day in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and tasted the ruthless indifference of the world. The sudden warmth caught her off guard. Can't get used to it.

Long Qingyu's movements paused, and he looked up at Long Qingyue, with a little more doubt in his eyes. Every time his sister was injured before, which time was it not him who applied the ointment on her?When was he not going to avenge her?
Since my younger sister woke up from a faint in the afternoon, her personality has changed a lot. No matter whether this change is good or bad, she is still her own sister!
"What's the matter? Did my brother hurt you?" Looking at Long Qingyue's bright eyes like autumn water, Long Qingyu couldn't help but a little more tenderness in his voice.He gently applied the ointment to the red and swollen area on her forehead, his movements were extremely gentle.

The slender fingers brushed gently, like a ray of breeze passing over Long Qingyue's dry heart, cool and warm...

Long Qingyue shook her head, did not speak, and let him gently apply the ointment for herself, but there was an indescribable comfort in her heart.

"Okay, you should rest early. After you sleep, the injury on your head will almost heal." Long Qingyu tucked the quilt up for her, turned and walked out.

Watching the young man's slender back disappear into the night, Long Qingyue closed her eyes.This time, Long Qingyue slept soundly without being disturbed by anyone, and she didn't have to be vigilant all the time, fearing that someone would attack her.

(End of this chapter)