Why is This Little Brother

"Sister...Sister," Jing Yangyu's expression cracked, and he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Yan Chun.

Yan Chun didn't hide this time, just looked at him calmly.

"Don't make trouble," Jing Yangyu's voice was hoarse and hoarse: "I, can I fix your soul for you?"

He wanted to pretend that he didn't hear what Yanchun said, so he could pretend that Yanchun didn't say anything.

But Yanchun didn't give him this chance, and said: "Elder brother, the sword stalk I gave you was secretly twisted and braided by my hair. My mother didn't even know that I twisted my hair. If you want to kill me, will you give it back to me?"

Jing Yangyu took a step back.

He subconsciously touched his storage bag, his sword was inside, and the sword spike was tied to the sword. He always knew that the sword spike was woven by Yanchun's hair.

Yanchun once said...

She was shy and innocent at that time, and she was only sixteen years old, so she pulled his sleeve and said, "Elder brother, I gave you hair silk and sword tassels, which means that the hair will become husband and wife, and you will be mine if you accept it. Senior Brother, do you understand?"

Jing Yangyu just chuckled at that time, and then refined an Entry Pill for her as a return gift.

But now the past years are like yesterday, but the Jinjing Dan was sent to others by her, and she had to return the Jiansui.

Jing Yangyu's ears seemed to be surrounded by the sentence: "Our Dao Companion contract, from today onwards, will not be counted."

Not to count.

How can it not count? Twenty years later, Jing Yangyu stared blankly at Yan Chun with red eyes.

He was clumsy and didn't know what to say, so after a long time he just said, "I won't pay it back."

Yanchun: "…"

Yan Chun was no longer entangled in a sword spike. She had deliberately provoked Jing Yangyu for a long time, whether she was jealous or resentful, she just wanted to keep him away from that Mo Qiulu.

But it's not necessary now, she doesn't even plan to ask for Jing Yangyu, can she still force him to ask for Jian Sui?

Yanchun touched the small mole on the tip of his nose, and said indiscriminately, "If you want to keep it, senior brother, just keep it, it's not a big deal anyway."

As she said that, she took the initiative to sit by the pool, looked up at Jing Yangyu and said, "Come on, I'm going to trouble Senior Brother to help me solidify my soul, I still want to go out from the Diling Pool earlier, the outer door competition is about to start, I want to go Watching the fun..."

Jing Yangyu stood there for a while, and walked to the edge of the pool like a corpse. He didn't know what he was thinking now. He suppressed his emotions and began to consolidate his soul for the feast of spring.

Jing Yangyu quickly formed a seal with both hands, and the complicated Yanchun was difficult to capture. Soon, he woven a cobweb-like soul-solid seal with golden runes in his palm, and then pressed his head to Yanchun's head.

With a "hum" in Yanchun's head, there was another burst of colorful light in front of him, and then he saw many unfamiliar sights again, just like when he was wearing a neck ring that day.

She felt that she was trapped in an unfamiliar house, being mistreated by the servants, starving and cold and barely clothed.

She felt that everyone was pointing at her, saying that she was a mourning star, a lonely star, and if it wasn't for the kindness of the master, she would definitely be beaten to death and thrown into the mass grave.

She also felt that she was being dragged by a disgusting man, almost bullied, and finally pushed the man into the pond, lifted the stone and smashed it down with his hand on the edge of the pond, and then the head...

a bit.

Twice.

Blood and brains splattered on his face together, like condensed milk, and the stench of Yanchun wanted to vomit.

But "she" was smiling.

In this situation that doesn't belong to him, Yan Chun feels anxiously feeling everything that doesn't belong to him, despair, hatred, even swallowing saliva, mixed with resentment like deadly poison.

Yan Chun was at a loss, she couldn't feel the same, but was forced to feel it.

Yan Chun was a little bit broken. She is now very clear. She knows that her senior brother is fixing her soul, but the soul-fixing seal over her head is like a cage, holding Yan Chun on death row. The hatred and despair that did not belong to her poured into her body.

Yan Chun was completely empty for a moment, and even his consciousness was scattered.

She opened her eyes, but there was nothing in them. She couldn't feel herself, as if her soul had been buried in her body.

However, this feeling did not last long, and soon Yanchun's consciousness returned again.

She was very heavy, as if a heavy iron had been dropped, she opened her eyes, and looked at Jing Yangyu as if her eyes could not focus, she forced a smile at him under his worried gaze, and plunged her head into the cleansing pond. .

Jing Yangyu helped Yan Chun to put her into the pool, and was reaching out to the water to explore her spirit palace, but suddenly felt a squeeze on her hand.

The two idiots in the Diling Pool didn't know what was going on all of a sudden, they grabbed Jing Yangyu's hand and reached into the pool to touch Yanchun, grinding his teeth with his arms.

The two idiots are like two **** who won't let go when they bite. It's not enough to hold them in their mouths. They are still shaking their bodies vigorously, as if they won't stop until they take a piece of meat from his wrist.

Jing Yangyu is already a mortal cultivator, and his skin is not as fragile as a mortal, but he was indeed bitten by a fish...

Except for the merman who is born with human intelligence, fish is basically not fierce, let alone biting people.

Jing Yangyu was stunned for a while, but he soon realized that these two idiots were actually protecting Yanchun.

He shook his wrist lightly and shook the two fish away without hurting them.

But the cultivation of these two fishes was too low. After being shocked by Jing Yangyu, they turned their stomachs and floated in the water, as if they were dead.

Jing Yangyu checked the inner palace for Yanchun, and checked the soul seal, and finally felt relieved. Seeing that Yanchun was comatose, he didn't stay any longer and left quickly.

When he left, Jing Yangyu was a little lost.

Two fish, one person, both turned their stomachs and floated in the Spirit Purification Pond. The Spirit Pond, which was coveted by thousands of monks, was given a poisonous effect by the three of them alive.

After Jing Yangyu left the Diling Pool, he returned to his courtyard and walked numbly to the side courtyard.

Yan Chun said that the symbiosis neck ring is a sorcery, and it will be punished. This is actually not wrong, but before this sorcery is performed, Jing Yangyu and Shuangzun have carefully understood it thoroughly, and even have been paying attention to Wujiangu for more than ten years. A straggler applies symbiosis.

It is completely guaranteed that it will not hurt Yanchun, so it will be used on Yanchun. The neck ring connects the two souls, silver is the offering, and gold is the offering. This symbiosis is beneficial to Yanchun without any harm. .

If it is possible, Shuangzun and Jing Yangyu can't wait to try it in their place, how can they allow this kind of thing to happen unexpectedly?

When Yan Chun said that she saw herself turning into a puppet in the mirror of life and soul, it was naturally impossible to convince Shuangzun and Jing Yangyu.

But now Jing Yangyu's mind is in a mess, he has no idea what he did wrong... Yan Chun is so attached to him, he actually said that kind of thing cruelly.

Before Jing Yangyu could enter the door, he just entered the side courtyard, and he smelled a strong **** aura.

With a flash of his figure, he swept into the hall, and saw Mo Qiulu lying beside the bed, with blood on his front, and his face was pale.

Jing Yangyu hurriedly pulled her up and drew her spirit into her body to nourish her stagnant meridians.

Mo Qiulu frowned and closed her eyes, blood was still dripping from the corner of her mouth, but most of it was because she bit her tongue.

She opened her eyes weakly, and looked at Jing Yangyu, who closed her eyes to convey spiritual power to comb the inner palace of her meridians. Her blood-stained lips moved slightly, but she showed a smile.

Mo Qiulu said, "Eldest brother, don't worry, I'm fine."

Jing Yangyu looked at Mo Qiulu, who looked weak and dead.

She is now more and more like Yanchun before, but in the past he would make him look a little soft-hearted, but today it makes Jing Yangyu's heart be cut by a dull knife.

Seeing her looking at him, Jing Yangyu frowned and said solemnly, "Concentrate."

Mo Qiulu hurriedly closed her eyes and focused, acting she didn't know how many times she was more obedient than Yan Chun. But she didn't know that even if she completely became "Yanchun", she might never get any pity or even mercy from Jing Yangyu.

Feelings are most afraid of pulling, but they will endure pain in the place where they are cut off simply and neatly.

This is like most of the crazy men and women in the world are no match for the firewood, rice, oil and salt, but there is a love for each other.

If Yanchun chooses to keep pulling, her resentment will be beyond recognition. Perhaps over time, Jing Yangyu's love will be worn away, and he will soften his heart towards Mo Qiulu, who looks like the beautiful Yanchun in the past.

But now Yan Chun opened the pus-covered wound, tore it apart, and gouged out the rotten flesh. Jing Yangyu would only feel the pain in the ferocious wound, but he would no longer sigh at Haopi nostalgia for the appearance of the wound before it was injured.

Even if a cultivator reaches the realm of transcendence, he cannot escape his human nature.

And Yanchun, who was determined to give up everything completely, really didn't care anymore.

After waking up, she was lying on the edge of the pool, but she still felt that her body was surprisingly heavy, which was different from the light and comfortable wandering spirit, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

It seems that this body is not her own anymore, like wearing an ill-fitting dress, Yanchun uses the moonlight to look at herself in the pool, she is obviously her, but her hands and feet are not very good...

But this is not too unusual, after all, Yan Chun's limbs have always been inactive since the Lingfu cracked.

After a long while, she sighed, grabbed Xiao Yin Mo, and laughed at herself: "Oh, I have a wandering ambition, and even my body is not suitable for it."

Xiaoyin stared at her with dead fish eyes, and didn't like being touched, so she shook her tail and hit the water.

Yan Chun didn't let go, and was a little lost.

She refused to think about Jing Yangyu or even her parents, but she only had these three people as her roots in her life, and she thought of Yin Yuchen without thinking about them.

Because Yanchun and Jing Yangyu broke up, Jing Yangyu couldn't investigate the matter of Jinjingdan.

Yan Chun couldn't help but think, what is Junior Brother Yuchen doing now? The medicine pill must have already been used, or else the eldest brother would not know.

So... did he enter the country?

Are you satisfied with the gift she gave in return?

Does he like Shasha?

Is he still cultivating hard? She is still waiting for him to enter the inner door, so that we can help her find a way.

Think about how to break the symbiosis before her parents found the soul-solid grass for her.

Yan Chun has always been reluctant to let go of his parents and his childhood sweetheart Yue Zhi Yuan Ting's lover, and this is how he dragged and lingered and came to the current situation.

But yesterday tried one last time...she found she couldn't play Destiny.

But at least she can save herself.

He didn't even plan to accept the treatment of lingering after the symbiosis was released.

Give up treatment completely.

She wanted to see how fate played with her when she died.

If a person doesn't care about anything, many things will suddenly become brighter. Yanchun has been depressed for so many years, and suddenly regains a relaxed state of mind.

Since fate had attacked her, Yanchun was ready to attack Mo Qiulu.

Jing Yangyu continued to cleanse Lingchi for several days to consolidate her soul. Yanchun's whole body was reborn, and he took the initiative to ask Jing Yangyu to eat.

It's just that I don't need to look at him with admiring eyes anymore, and I never show any intimacy to him.

He even asked calmly to ask Mo Qiulu, who used to have raised eyebrows every time she met, to bring her food.

Yanchun couldn't eat because of the collapse of the inner palace, so that the magazine would be difficult to remove. These years have been relying on medicinal herbs to survive.

But she wants to eat now.

"Eldest brother, I'm almost recovering, I want to eat," she said, "Let Mo Qiulu bring me something delicious, I want to see what she looks like now."

Jing Yangyu subconsciously thought that Yan Chun was trying to find Mo Qiulu's fault, and it was not uncommon before. When it was serious, he not only humiliated Mo Qiulu, but also threatened to kill her.

After a few times, Shuangzun and Jing Yangyu did not let Yan Chun and Mo Qiulu come into contact with each other.

She took the initiative to mention that today, Jing Yangyu thought she had "relapsed from an old illness", Yan Chun said gently: "Don't worry, now we live together, I have lost my cultivation base, she is better than me, what can I do with her?"

If Yanchun hadn't broken up yesterday, Jing Yangyu would not have agreed today. The Shuangzun was not there. He was responsible for taking care of the two of them, for fear that something would happen.

But after Yan Chun broke up, Jing Yang Yu stayed up all night, and he is still in a trance. He and Yan Chun would have become a Taoist couple smoothly, and there would not be any twists and turns during this period. In fact, he is a blank piece of paper about love, and he has no experience or ability to deal with emotional problems at all.

For the first time, Jing Yangyu felt his incompetence.

He didn't know what to say or how to save him. Now he can only follow Yanchun, feeling that following her, she will soon return to her previous appearance.

So when Yanchun thought that Jing Yangyu would not agree if he didn't say a word, and he had to wait until he really left the Diling Pool before he could find Mo Qiulu, Jing Yangyu brought Mo Qiulu to deliver meals to Yanchun in the afternoon.

Mo Qiulu carried a food box and walked gracefully into the forbidden area.

Pretending to be apprehensive and happy, he walked to the Diling Pool and smiled "kindly" at Yanchun.

Just as he was about to speak, Yan Chun said firstly, "Yo, these two steps are twisted. I knew you were a female cultivator, but I didn't know you thought you were a matchmaker. You use my face anyway, and pay attention to your quality."

Mo Qiulu was also ready to find fault with Yanchun. She knew that Jing Yangyu's consciousness was now covering the forbidden area, so she naturally put down the food box, and her expression became cautious as if she was used to being bullied.

"Shuiyun, I know you can't accept my existence, but I..."

"Don't call me Shuiyun, who asked you to call me the word? Am I familiar with you? Do you think you look like me and are twins..."

When Yan Chun said these words, his tone was neither yin nor yang, which was very angry, but it was a little different from the usual hysteria full of resentment.

She reached out and opened the food box. There was some food in it. Yanchun hadn't eaten for a long time.

She picked up the chopsticks, like an evil mother-in-law, raised her eyelids and glanced at Mo Qiulu critically. Although Mo Qiulu's appearance became more and more like her previous self, Yan Chun didn't think she was like herself at all.

Mo Qiulu was so choked that she couldn't speak, but her expression tensed and did not reveal her emotions, and she looked like she was willing to be humiliated.

Yan Chun poked the vegetables on the plate with chopsticks and asked, "You didn't spit, did you?"

Mo Qiulu: "..." Is it just such a childish trick?

But so.

She was contemptuous, Yan Chun threw a piece of cake into the milk with chopsticks and stirred it a few times, and then tapped the edge with chopsticks, attracting Mo Qiulu's attention.

Then he grinned at her, revealing his sharp teeth, and said slowly: "Qiu Lu, do you look at it mixed together like this, does it look like the brain spattered after a person's head is smashed by a stone?"

Mo Qiulu's face distorted instantly.