The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

"The four sisters have broken through to the emperor level. I will serve tea instead of wine to the four sisters." Su Lingmeng, the saint of Yao Chi Xianzong, drank the tea in her hand.

"Thank you, sister Su, for the hospitality." Dongfang Qinglian also raised the teacup in her hand.

"If you ask me, what kind of tea should we drink on such a happy day? I have prepared the best spiritual wine." The one who spoke was the saint of Yao Chi Xianzong. Although there were few men, there were still men in Yao Chi Xianzong.

"In our family... my brother doesn't let us drink." Bai Zhirou said in a low voice. Anhui Go

"Oh, you four have a brother, what's his name... Mo Lin?" Su Lingmeng thought for a while and said.

"Yeah," Leng Youshuang nodded, not wanting to mention it more.

"Your brother must be very powerful, right? Is he also in the emperor level now?" Yao Chi Saint asked.

"No... he is in the spiritual level." Dongfang Qinglian said in a low voice.

The moment they said it, the four of them felt a little embarrassed, and an inexplicable sense of shame crept up their bodies.

The four of them were all in the Emperor Realm, but his brother was still in the Spirit Realm.

"Ah, so that's the case. The Spirit Realm is not bad. Maybe he doesn't have such a strong talent as you."

...

"Is your brother your real brother?" Yao Chi Shengzi's tone was a little inexplicable.

He still had some thoughts about these four talented and beautiful girls he met through Su Lingmeng.

"No, we grew up together." Zhu Linger said lightly.

"He's not a brother, at most... childhood sweethearts?" Seeing the four girls' cold reactions to the brother, he was a little relieved.

"He has been taking care of us since we were young." Leng Youshuang lowered her head and said.

"Is that so? But he is only in the Spirit Realm. I think with your talents, it may not matter even if he is gone."

"And now you are all in the Emperor Realm, he still follows you... and wants to take care of you?" Yao Chi Shengzi said in a somewhat inexplicable tone, "Emperor Realm can be the leader of some small sects."

"He is not trying to repay a favor and stick to you and not want to leave, right?"

"He..." Dongfang Qinglian opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

"Forget it, let's not talk about him. Today is a happy day. Let's eat." Dongfang Qinglian put down the teacup and led the topic to other places.

But what Yao Chi Shengzi said made the four girls feel a little bit of resentment in their hearts.

Could it be that Mo Lin, he really wanted to repay a favor?

...

When the four girls returned home, they found that Mo Lin was holding a kitten and fell asleep on the lawn in the backyard.

Seeing the four girls come back, the kitten licked Mo Lin's handsome face and ran away in fear.

Looking at Mo Lin sleeping peacefully, the girls felt mixed emotions.

Did he...really think as Yao Chi Sheng Zi said?

But what he did before made the four girls feel a thorn in their hearts.

In front of them was the gentle Brother Mo, but behind them was a demon who killed people without blinking in order to trap them.

But they didn't know that Mo Lin killed people without blinking, but it was all for them.

"Should we take Brother Mo back to the room?" Dongfang Qinglian asked in a low voice.

But the only answer she got was silence.

"He will wake up soon, don't disturb him." Zhu Ling'er was silent for a while and said.

"Well, let's go back." Bai Zhirou sighed softly.

For so many years, Mo Lin was still in the spiritual realm. Talking about this with friends today made them feel a little embarrassed.

It was like letting friends know that their family was not rich, that kind of shame.

…

Looking at their indifferent selves in the mirror, and Mo Lin who curled up and could only sleep with a kitten in his arms, the four empresses burst into tears and felt as if their hearts were broken.

They felt that Mo Lin only had the spiritual realm to embarrass them, but they didn't know that Mo Lin fed all his spiritual power to them every day, and nurtured them with the Tao of Earth every moment.

They got the title of genius by stepping on Mo Lin's title.

Mo Lin gave them everything, but they ignored him because of misunderstanding.

As soon as Dongfang Qinglian's white hand touched Mo Lin's face in the mirror, the mirror surface was stirred up with slight ripples.

After all, it was just the moon in the mirror, and she could no longer catch up with the past.

…

Two years passed in a blink of an eye. The four girls were already twenty years old. They were all beautiful and stunning. The title of the four geniuses of Tianqi Mountain was also spread. There were also rumors that a mysterious strong man protected them, and no one dared to trouble them.

Even though the four girls had some estrangement from him, and the estrangement was getting bigger and bigger, Mo Lin still tried his best to take care of them.

A few days ago, they broke through the sect level, and the four girls unitedIf so, their fighting power in this area cannot be underestimated.

Several girls went out to play for a few days and just came back today.

These days are the days when Zhu Linger has her period. Mo Lin prepared a cup of brown sugar water and a bowl of blood lotus soup early. Mo Lin used to take care of them in this way.

Mo Lin occasionally makes blood lotus soup for several sisters to drink. Even when they grow up, they still love to drink it. Seeing their happy faces after drinking the soup, Mo Lin thinks it is still worth it.

But his body is not as good as before. The loss of blood essence over the years, plus the loss of the earth's Tao rhyme, makes him pale every time he finishes making blood lotus seeds and rest for a while.

"Linger, are you there?" Mo Lin knocked on Zhu Linger's door.

"Well, what's the matter..." Zhu Linger's voice sounded a little uncomfortable.

"That... I prepared brown sugar water and lotus soup for you." Mo Lin pushed open the door and saw that Zhu Linger looked a little painful, as if she had abdominal pain caused by her period.

"Drink some lotus seed soup, it will make your stomachache better." Mo Lin smiled gently. Ling'er had this dysmenorrhea problem before.

Zhu Ling'er looked at Mo Lin's smile and remembered what those talented people said when they went out to play these days.

"Ling'er, your brother is probably a pervert. He even remembers the days you had. He must have coveted you four since he was a child."

"A spiritual realm has been relying on you four sect realms. What good intentions can he have? What help can he provide? His abacus beads are all over my face."

"You are not siblings, why is he so good to you? He must have some ulterior motive."

"Why don't you try him? Pretend to confess to him that you like him, and see if he pretends to shyly refuse, and then actively sticks to you. I have seen many such scumbags playing hard to get."

...

"Brother Mo, you are so gentle. I like you. How about I marry you?" Zhu Ling'er's tone was a little strange. It was not a tone full of love, but Mo Lin was shocked by what she said and had no time to care about the difference in Zhu Ling'er's tone.

"Ah?" Mo Lin almost spilled the soup in his hand.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, Ling'er, we are brother and sister." Mo Lin said a little embarrassedly. He felt that Zhu Ling'er might have been impulsive, and her relationship with him was no longer as good as before.

"Oh, by the way, your stomachache may be related to catching a cold, and you are not wearing socks. I'll go get them for you." Mo Lin's words were a little incoherent. It was the first time he was confessed to, and he was too nervous, so he quickly changed the subject.

Mo Lin put Zhu Ling'er's socks next to her. He wanted to help her put them on like when she was a child, but he gave up when he saw her resistance, and then took the blood lotus seed soup.

"Come, drink the soup first. You are still uncomfortable, I will feed you."

Mo Lin filled a spoonful of snow lotus seed soup, blew it and sent it to Zhu Ling'er's mouth.

However, he felt that Zhu Ling'er might have forgiven him, and unconsciously treated her like a child.

When Zhu Ling'er was a child, she also loved to act like a spoiled child. When she was a child, she liked to let Mo Lin put on her clothes, shoes and socks, so Mo Lin had to spoil her.

…

Pretending to refuse, he came closer, playing hard to get, so that he could let down his guard.

Oh, isn't that it?

Seeing Mo Lin feeding her soup so intimately, Zhu Ling'er felt hypocritical and disgusted.

"I won't drink it!"

Zhu Ling'er waved her hand fiercely, knocking the blood lotus soup in Mo Lin's hand to the ground. The scattered blood-red soup looked like Mo Lin's heart blood dripping on the ground.