Why is This Little Brother

Yan Chun had imagined countless times before, what it would be like to raise her eyebrows in front of Mo Qiulu.

But it really made Mo Qiulu out of control like her, and Yan Chun didn't feel so refreshed. It wasn't because she made old mistakes and pitied others.

But Yanchun has never been a person who will be happy when he sees others collapse.

Mo Qiulu's thoughts and her principles of life are not understood by Yan Chun. She was born in the cloud and cannot bring into the love and hate of those who are struggling in the mud.

It was only today that she discovered just now that what Mo Qiulu and her pursued were never the same thing.

"I didn't expect Senior Sister to be so transparent." Yin Yuchen turned her sinister gaze, which was staring at Mo Qiulu's back, to Yanchun's body, like ice melting into spring water, with sparkling warmth.

"Senior sister just analyzed the situation in the inner sect, and blocked Mo Qiulu speechless, which really made me look at it with admiration."

It was he who underestimated Yanchun. She was an uncommon white crane who couldn't survive in the mud, but because she was born in the clouds, she overlooked the vast blue sky and white clouds, not a few bugs in the mud.

Yin Yuchen thought before that she broke up with Jing Yangyu because she pretended to be unfeeling and wanted to save her, but now it seems... just one Jing Yangyu, Yan Chun really can't give up.

Mo Qiulu was really petty in front of her.

When Yan Chun walked to Yin Yuchen's side, she meant to invite credit and reward, but Yin Yuchen said this, she was embarrassed.

He touched the small mole on the tip of his nose and said, "What is transparent... I'm just telling the truth."

"I'm afraid she won't be able to sleep tonight." Yin Yuchen gloated.

Strictly speaking, he and Mo Qiulu are a kind of person. They are people who are trapped in those little loves and flies all day long, and their hearts are like needles, and they cannot even penetrate.

Then Mo Qiulu was suddenly stuffed with so many things by Yanchun, and realized that what he had lost for more than ten years was nothing but nothing, how could he bear it?

"Let's leave her alone," Yan Chun didn't bother to think about Mo Qiulu anymore. After pulling Yin Yuchen's arm, he said, "Let's read a book together."

Naturally, Yin Yuchen could not get what he wanted. He followed behind Yanchun, and when he entered the Kangning Institute, he deliberately said, "I can't stay too late. Although my master has not stipulated when I will go back, if I stay overnight in the Kangning Institute, I am afraid that It will make him unhappy."

"It's alright," Yan Chun walked in front, pulling Yin Yuchen into the house briskly. She didn't realize whether she was eager to read those sorcery books and find a way to save herself, or simply wanted to Pull Yin Yuchen to stay.

She waved her hand and said, "I'll tell him on the communication jade card later that he's the kind of person who won't take his anger out when he's angry, and he won't even put on small shoes for you..."

It's just hurting yourself.

Yin Yuchen was pulled by Yanchun, her footsteps were slow and slow, and the look at the back of Yanchun's head could directly scald people.

The two entered the house and plunged into the classics. Yin Yuchen found the part of the book he wanted to read according to the direction Yanchun said. It was the raising demons and demons that he had never seen in the collection of Yin Hezong's beasts. The art of condescension.

But he didn't let Yan Chun idle, he picked up a few books of sorcery, stuffed it in Yan Chun's arms and said, "Read these tonight."

Yan Chun accepted it obediently, and started to look without asking any more questions.

However, Yin Yuchen only read a few pages, and before she could study it carefully, Yanchun patted her on the shoulder, and Yanchun said, "I've finished reading it."

"Yeah." Yin Yuchen's thoughts were in the book, and she didn't take it out for a while, just casually said a word, and then realized what Yan Chun was saying, and quickly turned her head and said, "Huh?"

Yan Chun piled up the books and handed them to Yin Yuchen.

She said: "After reading it, there is no way to solve the symbiosis. Do you still read it?"

Yin Yuchen: "..." He was really jealous.

He was even a little skeptical and asked, "Have you read all the content here? What is the most important part of this puppet art refining?"

Yan Chun said without hesitation: "Inject the puppet silk into the meridians."

Yin Yuchen took a slight breath, pointed to the bookshelf behind him and said, "There, look at it from the beginning."

"Ah?" Yan Chun is not a studious baby. Although she can remember it after reading it, she feels that her head hurts badly and she feels sleepy when she reads the book.

"So many... see all of them?"

Hearing her hesitant tone, Yin Yuchen knew that she was unwilling, and she was afraid that it would not be good to force her. She rolled her eyes and said very considerately, "Senior sister is looking so fast, does it hurt her eyes? "

"Senior sister, please rest next to me first. Let me take a look. Although I can watch it slowly, if I don't sleep, I will be able to read it sooner or later and find a solution to symbiosis."

Yin Yuchen said with a serious expression. After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to read the book, and rubbed his eyes with a gesture, and said, "Please tell Senior Sister and Sect Master, I won't be going back tonight..."

Yan Chun was caught in the act. She looked at Yin Yuchen uneasily, saw the shaggy yarn on his eyes, and felt that she was too unsatisfactory.

His eyes are not good, he can see slowly, and he has to sleep for the sake of his neck ring, how can she feel at ease?

Although Yan Chun has not rekindled the hope of unlocking the symbiosis, she has completely given up treatment. But Yin Yuchen didn't give up on her. She was afraid that she couldn't afford this friendship and dared not live up to it.

So Yan Chun obediently walked to the end of the bookshelf, picked up a book, shook it at Yin Yuchen and said, "I see faster than you, let's go together."

After that, the two of them didn't speak any more, and they all focused on reading the book by the ever-bright lamp in the mustard seed formation.

Yin Yuchen let Yan Chun see these, of course, not just to lie to her to find something to do for her, but to let Yan Chun understand these sorceries, so as not to be tricked in the future.

And the examples in these sorceries are the most tragic truth in the world. She can be a crane in the sky with pure white heart, but she also needs to know how to avoid the harm of "sinister hunters" and "dirty world".

Yanchun has ten lines in one eye, and turns pages. Yin Yuchen will still be affected at first, and he often sighs at Yanchun's ability.

But soon, he was immersed in it.

Demons, Demons, Demons... Spirit descends.

Speaking of which, Yin Yuchen was probably forced to accept the evil way since he was a child. He did not respect the cultivation of the true way, and even felt that the true way was too limited.

The Dao Heart is easily damaged, and the heart of the Dao is likely to be broken when a demon is born. After breaking out of the world, the more you cultivate, the more you lose love and love. In the end, the spirit will return to the sky, whether it will fly to the upper realm or the scattered spirit will return to the sky, no one knows, because no one can really prove whether the upper realm exists, and no one has seen it. The true God of the sublime.

It takes thousands of years of hard work, and a perfect opportunity to cut off love and love, so that it is possible to return to heaven. What is the difference between living and dead?

It would be better for sorcery to be straightforward and fast, to enjoy everything in the mortal world, to live for hundreds or thousands of years, and to die vigorously under the robbery flash, but it is also happy enough.

Therefore, when Yin Yuchen looks at sorcery, he will not look at it with the eyes of "seeing sorcery" at all. What he sees is how to get the most powerful power from this kind of magic, and he doesn't need to search hard. Thousands of years.

To put it simply, it is as extreme as Yin Yuchen, and all he can think about is the sword.

The spirit bell passed by quietly, and the two of them went from standing to sitting against the bookshelf. Seeing that Yan Chun was tired, he sat next to Yin Yuchen without disturbing him. He closed his eyes and rested for a while before continuing.

Yan Chun actually wanted to say, "Forget it."

Her parents searched for so many years to find a way of symbiosis among the thousands of sorcerers. If there were other ways, why should she force her to accept symbiosis.

Could it be that Shuangzun doesn't know that this sorcery has no solution? Wouldn't she know that her heart was unacceptable?

But every time he saw Yin Yuchen's concentration, Yan Chun couldn't say it at all.

In her life, in just over thirty years, there were only four people who truly loved her so far.

The first three are watching her grow up, and the friendship is deep and blood is connected, the latter one... just because of a kindness, but it is the most comfortable for Yan Chun and feels that he does not want to resist.

He doesn't impose anything on her, neither accusing her nor scolding her for being nonsense, which makes Yan Chun always have a competitive spirit in front of him that he doesn't want to be looked down upon.

She doesn't know why she wants to show her good side, but she really likes to be with Yin Yuchen.

Of all the friends she's made since she was born, she likes it the most.

Yanchun held a book in her hand and read more and more slowly. She yawned, afraid of affecting Yin Yuchen, so she sat further away and continued to read with her eyelids open.

When her eyes began to blur, she always felt like she had forgotten something... she couldn't remember it.

Then she swayed and smashed straight towards the ground.

Yin Yuchen watched her from the corner of her eye since she yawned. Seeing her fall, it was too late to reach out, so she stretched out her long legs.

Yan Chun fell on his lap, turned over, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

Yin Yuchen was still about to watch for a while, but the even breath sprayed on his legs warmly smeared down his pants toward the flesh under his cloth.

His legs stiffened quickly, and his body stiffened afterward.

Then there is nowhere to soften.

Yin Yuchen sighed, put the book down, and looked at Yanchun.

He never thought that one day he would be able to get along with her like this, like an old friend, like a confidant.

He only learned that her spiritual mansion was broken and crushed in the Diling Pool, and he wanted to come to her and do something for her.

Now…

He stretched out his hand and touched the side face of Yan Chun, who was within reach.

Then he leaned his head against the bookshelf, closed his eyes, felt his numb legs, and slowly calmed himself down.

There are many things in a person's life, even if they put their lives on the line, they can't get them.

Yin Yuchen has always been self-aware. The things in the mud have no wings. He can't fly with the white crane, and he is even more unwilling to pull the white crane into the mud and dye her wings black.

But this night, the person he loved, who even thought of it as extravagant, lay on his lap and fell asleep. Yin Yuchen clenched the evil book about demons and condescension in his hands, and gave birth to uncontrollable delusions.

He's going to try.

Even if his body is shattered, he still wants to bet once.

Yin Yuchen calmed down for a long time before finally feeling better. She put down her books and moved her legs to ask Yanchun to get up and go back to sleep, but Yanchun seemed to be in a deep sleep and didn't want to wake up.

"Senior sister?" Yin Yuchen pinched her nose and poked the pear vortex that she laughed.

Yanchun slept very deadly, but in fact he was sinking into memories that could not be escaped.

Mo Qiulu really lost control, since Yan Chun buckled the symbiotic neck ring, this is the third time she has been pulled into Mo Qiulu's memory.

And Yin Yuchen saw her unresponsive, and knew her state.

This is a good thing. Only those whose minds are shaken can be seen by the symbiotic party. This was also the reason why Mo Qiulu knew everything about Yanchun before.

Yin Yuchen simply sorted out the book, made a mark, and then bent down and hugged Yanchun.

He took Yan Chun out of the stacking formation, closed the formation, and sent the person back to her own room.

Yanchun slept very deeply, Yin Yuchen performed a cleansing technique on her, removed the shoes and socks, and the girdle robe of the squatter, and tucked her into the bed.

Looking at Yan Chun's defenseless and defenseless appearance, he couldn't help but have evil delusions in his heart.

However, Yin Yuchen didn't move Yanchun with a single finger, he just looked at her, letting the delusions in his heart skyrocket like weeds.

The affairs of men and women are easy to dispel and distract, but if you just do it without the nourishment of love, it will become a disgusting desire.

Yin Yuchen has never tried it himself, but he has seen too many.

If he touches Yanchun, he must make her love him willingly.

He just watched, indulged his thoughts, and finally got up and prepared to leave after he was finally satisfied repeatedly in his thoughts.

But before he left, he saw that Yan Chun's hair accessories had not been removed, and he saw that he had pushed on the quilt again.

Then he stepped forward and leaned forward...

Then suddenly felt a gust of gust of wind, Yin Yuchen was thrown out of the sky and hit the table in this room, "Bang—"

The teapot fell, and Yin Yuchen fell into a piece of broken porcelain. There was a bitter taste in his throat, and blood spurted out of his mouth and nose.

"What are you doing?" Jing Yangyu's voice was like an ice pick, wrapped in coercion, and drilled directly at Yin Yuchen's soul.

Yin Yuchen spit out the blood in his mouth, resting his palm on the broken porcelain piece, raised his head and looked in the direction of Jing Yangyu, there was no fear or pain on his face.

He even laughed, the blood on his nose and mouth lining his smile like a lunatic.

He glanced at Yan Chun, whose eyelashes were trembling on the bed, and slapped him slowly and hoarsely: "Why did Shizun beat me... I'm just covering my uncle with a quilt."

"You..." Jing Yangyu was about to scold him, when he saw his lips close to Yanchun, and even felt Yin Yuchen's undisguised strong desire on him.

He is clearly...

"Senior brother?" Yan Chun woke up, raised his arms and rubbed his eyes, seeing Yin Yuchen with blood on his nose and mouth inside the broken porcelain, he immediately said sharply, "Junior brother Yuchen!"

Then Yan Chun lifted the quilt, knocked over Jing Yangyu, who was standing by the head of the bed and looked like she was protecting her, and ran towards Yin Yuchen with bare feet.

Yin Yuchen didn't watch Yanchun, but Jing Yangyu.

Jing Yang Yumu put a face to prevent Yan Chun from stepping on the porcelain, and his eyes were full of successful smiles when he saw Yin Yuchen Shasha.

His left eye, which he covered with a shark gauze, was scarlet, and his right eye was not too much. His whole person was like an evil spirit crawling out of a blood pool. Before he approached, Jing Yangyu already felt a strong fishy smell, sticky and evil.