Why is This Little Brother

Qin Miaoyan saw a little corner of Yanchun's clothes disappearing in the corner, but Fairy Yanling was much more powerful than she thought, and she wasn't a baby girl. How could she look like that?

Besides, Qin Miaoyan just put a puppet silk on Yanchun's head. She didn't run alone, she even pulled a man.

Jing Yangyu wanted to go back and look for it, but Qin Miaoyan was grateful to Yanchun for reminding her to keep the puppet silk, and stopped her, instead of saying "Your junior sister is afraid that she will be a man", but urged: "Jing Daoyou, let's go and have a look. The corpse, we will discuss how to deal with it and the allocation of personnel later."

Of course, Jing Yangyu also knew that Yan Chun was no longer going out with him before, and needed him to keep an eye on the child he was protecting.

He took someone to follow the monks of the Qi family to the place where the corpse was stored. Qin Miaoyan glanced back again, raised her eyebrows, and felt that her puppet silk had been discovered and destroyed.

It was Yin Yuchen who did it. He found the puppet silk, and without telling Yan Chun, he just reached out and stroked it, and the puppet silk was destroyed.

Yin Yuchen didn't remind Yanchun of the reason. First, Qin Miaoyan didn't want to use the puppet silk to control Yanchun, but just observed her, and secondly, Yanchun would not be controlled by the puppet silk at all.

The two people got into a servant's room. The light in the room was a little dim. The two stood face to face, and Yan Chun's heartbeat was about to pop out of his throat.

Although it wasn't long since the last meeting, Ke Yanchun really felt what it means to live like a year.

Even though the two of them have always been in contact in the spiritual platform, but it is as if they are scratching the itch, and it is getting more and more itchy.

Yan Chun was so excited that he wanted to hug Yin Yuchen, but he stopped in front of his current appearance.

"You said you wanted to give me a surprise, didn't you want to meet me as I really was?" Yan Chun's eyes were flushed with excitement.

Yin Yuchen is so helpful to Yan Chun like this, he loves her to death that she doesn't hide her thoughts in front of him.

The feeling of being needed and expected is what Yin Yuchen lacked the most in her life.

But he smiled bitterly and said, "Sister... I have revealed my true nature here, and my master can justifiably kill me, the unworthy person who robbed his wife."

Yan Chun was originally a little unhappy, but after hearing Yin Yuchen say this, he suddenly laughed.

Reaching out his hand and beating him, he said, "What did you say about Shizun and Shimiang?"

Yin Yuchen looks like a janitor now, but this servant of the Qi family is also very good-looking.

And Yin Yuchen's strength can't be hidden under any skin.

He grabbed Yan Chun's hand, pulled her closer to his arms, touched her head and said, "I shouldn't have come, this little servant will be found soon after he dies, but I miss you so much. …”

Yan Chun hugged him, thinking that she suddenly entered the room with a servant, Jing Yangyu couldn't find her, and he would definitely come to her.

This is too exciting! Really like cheating.

Therefore, Yan Chun didn't have to ask, he knew that Yin Yuchen was not able to deliver a living person, but this time it was a corpse.

"No, my senior brother is here, hurry up." Yan Chun said so, but he didn't let go of his hand, which was very contradictory.

Yin Yuchen touched her head and said: "Sister, tonight will be very chaotic, all the demons have entered the western neighboring country. But don't worry, sister, I have been lucky enough to be ranked as the demon king this time. If the demons make any big move, I will I'll tell my sister everything I know."

Yan Chun didn't have time to ask Yin Yuchen how he became a Demon Lord, did he enter the country?

Yin Yuchen in her arms suddenly kissed her hair on the temples, kissing her in real life, and then it turned into a bunch of demonic energy and disappeared quickly.

At the same time, Jing Yangyu broke into the door, Yan Chun was still holding the little servant who had been dead for a long time and still had demonic energy in his arms, with a flustered expression like a red apricot girl who was caught by a real husband who stole a man.

In fact, it is almost the same, because Xianmolian, for Zhengdao, is "stealing men".

"Junior sister, why is there such a strong demonic energy here?" Jing Yangyu's life sword was unsheathed, and the bright aura swept the dark room into light.

"Yes..." Yanchun bit her head, restrained her expression and said, "I just found out that this little servant was wrong, so I secretly followed, trying to catch the demon cultivator and ask, but it was too late, and the demon cultivator had already run away."

After Yan Chun "explained", he put down the little servant's body logically.

Jing Yangyu hurriedly stepped forward to check, and there was indeed residual demonic energy. He turned over the corpse of the servant and said, "This servant died of severe trauma to the back of the head. It was man-made."

Yan Chun held it in his heart, and his eyes met Qin Miaoyan inadvertently. Qin Miaoyan smiled at Yan Chun with red lips and white teeth, with "I understand" on his face.

Yanchun's scalp was numb, and he lowered his head to ponder carefully. Although Jing Yangyu has not entered the realm for so many years, his swordsmanship is unsurpassed by none of his peers.

If Yin Yuchen touches him, I'm afraid there is no chance of winning... No, they can't meet.

After Jing Yangyu checked the servant, the group left the house. Yun Ruicheng informed the Qi family about the cause of the servant's death, and the group walked out.

Jing Yangyu and the several disciples of the Hengjue faction headed by them all frowned. Yanchun didn't look at the corpse, and followed behind Jing Yangyu and asked, "Where are we going now, don't we leave some people in Qi's house?"

Jing Yangyu shook his head, and Yun Ruicheng next to him answered: "No need to stay, everyone in the Qi family is almost dead."

There was only a group of women and children who didn't know what to do with one question and three questions, and who only cried when they asked more questions, and they were all watched by the wandering monks stationed in the Qi's house.

The Qi family of the immortal clan already exists in name only, and the only remaining third son of the Qi family, Qi Nansheng, not only has his meridians cut off and become a crippled person, he will be married, and he is still in a coma.

"You didn't see it." Qin Miaoyan hugged Yanchun's shoulder as she walked, and she got close, smelling the demonic breath that was about to spread out on her body.

She smiled and said, "The corpses of the Qi family's monks are piled up in a mountain, and the magic cultivator will never come again. Everyone is dead, what will the magic cultivator do?"

Yan Chun heard the words with a stunned expression, followed everyone out of Qi's house, and went straight to the direction of Youjia.

She was looking for an opportunity to pass on the matter of the demon entering the city as a spirit bird, but she was with these monks, and it was easy to be discovered.

Yan Chun thought about it, and took out the communication jade card. She informed Mo Ze, who was far away in Nanjia Kingdom, of what she was going to do through the jade card.

Mo Ze replied, "Auntie, if you are so far away, you will really make trouble for me."

But soon followed: "For the sake of the spirit stone, give it to me."

Yan Chun followed the group back to You's house. As soon as he entered the door, he heard You Heng crying heart-rendingly.

The old male voice was as harsh as a crow's cry.

Yan Chun and Jing Yangyu walked in and took a look. You Heng was holding a **** man in his arms, which had been split in half by a long sword.

And there was even blood dripping from the tip of the sword of the person who came out.

It was Huo Jue of the Beisong Tianyuan Sword Sect.

"My son ah ah ah-" At noon, he was still talking nonsense with them, and now he is holding a You Qianshen who can't fight alone, crying so hard that his heart is broken.

"Beisongshan really is a lunatic with a heart like stone! How can you be so cruel!" You Heng hugged his eldest son, looking at Huo Jue's eyes with scarlet blood, as if he wanted to pounce on him and kill him.

When Yan Chun and Jing Yangyu quickly rushed to the front, Huo Jue was frowning, turning his wrist, shaking off the blood drop on the sword, and said, "Sect Master You, I hope you respect yourself, your son has been shackled by demons. Occupy it, the demon cultivator gets it and kills it, I destroy his body just to do justice."

His whole person is as cold and hard as the Hansong that has been buried in the snow for many years in Beisong Mountain, and it is also like a saber in his hand that shows no mercy, not even a corpse.

Yan Chun looked at the two halves of blood in You Heng's arms, and recognized that it was You Qianshen who had brought them into the city and led them all the way.

There was a rancid smell from his corpse, which shows that it was indeed as Huo Jue said, he had been dead for a long time, and so many of them actually followed him all the way, and they never noticed anything unusual about him!

Huo Jue turned around and said to Jing Yangyu and the others, "It's a high-level demon. If the demon was not manipulated and harmed by the big demon after the demon came down, it would be extremely difficult to find out. I bumped into him by accident, and my spiritual power penetrated into his body. found in."

Yan Chun's heart was beating wildly, and Huo Jue felt a pain in her forehead inexplicably.

What's the matter with these sword cultivators, do you like to split people in half?

Jing Yangyu's brows also wrinkled, he didn't dare to look back at Yan Chun, his body began to stiffen, and the spiritual power of the inner palace began to surge.

Yan Chun knew why Jing Yangyu's mind was unstable, and she would not care about it at ordinary times, but this moment was more critical, and she could not distract Jing Yangyu.

So Yan Chun stepped forward and was about to pat Jing Yangyu on the shoulder to tell him not to think about it, when he heard You Heng shouting sharply: "Friends, I originally wanted to invite you to be the guest of honor, but now I am afraid. Is it not."

You Heng was covered in blood, and he was already in the prime of life, but now he was sitting on the ground with his immature son, and he looked more than ten years old.

"Let's go, I'm sorry You Family has a funeral to do, so I can't entertain you fellow Taoists!"

This is to expel people. Qin Miaoyan wanted to scold his mother, he was the one who sent a letter to ask them to come for reinforcements. Now that they have come, it is also him who drove them away!

It's all about his traveller, right?

However, You Heng's words were glaring at Huo Jue. Huo Jue killed a demon's body without any emotion at all, and it was more correct.

He looked at You Heng, and said without hesitation, "Sect Master You, do it yourself."

After speaking, he turned around and left with his fellow disciples.

Qiu Chan chanted the Buddha's name to You Heng, but there was no pity in his brows, he turned around and walked towards the door with his disciple.

Yanchun put his hand on Jing Yangyu's shoulder, pinched it, and said, "Elder Brother, we can't stay here, but we can't just leave."

Jing Yangyu turned around, looked at Yan Chun and said, "Yes, let's go find an inn to live in. The demons are so blatant, I'm afraid it won't be peaceful these days."

Jing Yangyu and You Heng bowed their hands to say goodbye. Before You Heng had a lotus-like tongue, he called the black one white, but now his dead son has no energy to deal with them.

Yan Chun followed Jing Yangyu and the other cultivators to exit the Xianmen Youjia, looked back at the red satin on the door, and frowned slightly.

I don't know tomorrow... whether this traveller is holding a wedding or a funeral.

People from other sects were also not far from the gate, and they didn't really leave. They didn't come here because of wandering around, let alone for the Qi family, the leaders who practiced on the mountain, and it was difficult to see the immortal clan.

They came here for the Demon Cultivator, but they didn't expect it to be the four major sects of Xianmen. Now, because of Huo Jue's sword, there is no place to stay.

Everyone discussed it, and now the Qi family can't go, there are a lot of women and children left, and there are people who kill their slaves in troubled waters... I don't know what will happen if I stay for one night.

They finally decided to stay at the inn in the city.

The group walked towards the bustling and lively main street. They were all dressed in the uniforms of disciples of various sects, and they should have been the target of ordinary people.

But Qijia Youjia is the sect stationed in this imperial city, and it is the most pompous on weekdays. It is not uncommon for a group of monks with flying clothes to take to the streets.

So Yanchun and the others were walking on the street in groups, but they didn't even let the people take a second look. As it was getting dark, the vendors were very lively hawking, fireworks were rising, and various aromas came out, which made Yanchun a little bit. emotion.

However, Yan Chun is not interested in these mortal food, she only likes to eat Yin Yuchen's food, she is more interested in those paper-wrapped villains she saw before and asked Huai Yubai to inquire.

It's true that every stall has it, even the stalls selling steamed buns.

Paper figurines are sacrifices, and you should hang this kind of thing where you do business, are you not afraid of bad luck?

At this time, Huai Yubai came to Yanchun, hiccupped, and said, "You asked me to ask before, but it's not convenient for me to elaborate on the communication jade."

"These paper figurines are called evil stars by the people in the neighboring countries to the west."

"Every Mid-Yuan Festival, every household burns the evil star. This evil star is said to be a prince from hundreds of years ago. He was born and killed his mother. It caused the entire western neighboring country to suffer a severe drought for three years, and after that, natural disasters and plagues continued. ."

When Yan Chun heard this, he felt that it was nonsense. The world has always been plagued by natural disasters, but the place of occurrence is different every year. Mortals are born with children.

Huai Yubai continued: "According to the national teacher at the time, the prince is the reincarnation of the Lone Star, and he will definitely kill all the people around him. If he becomes the emperor in the future, the whole country will be buried with him."

When Yanchun heard this, his brows were wrinkled, Huaiyubai knew that Yanchun was once called Tiansha Guxing, and his eyes were a little cautious.

The lights are getting brighter, but Yan Chun is not so envious of the fireworks in this world at this moment.

They walked to an inn, and disciples who were good at socializing went up to book a room.

Yan Chun said to Huai Yubai, "Then don't let him be the emperor. What's the matter with burning him every year?"

"As soon as the statement of the Chinese division of the court came out, someone in the court wrote a letter to ask the emperor to demote the prince to a commoner."

Huai Yubai said: "I don't know the specifics, because it's really been too many years."

"Anyway, the emperor was reluctant at first, and then not only did there be natural disasters everywhere, but the imperial city of the western neighboring country, which has always been comfortable, began to be evil, and this evil hurt everyone, except for this prince."

"Later, the prince became a sinner of the state. He exposed the true nature of the demon on the sacrificial platform in front of the people of the whole country, and was burned to death in the fire."

Huai Yubai said: "It was the fifteenth day of the seventh month, and it rained on the day of the fire. Since then, it is said that the weather in the neighboring countries has been good for many years, and then the custom of burning evil stars on the fifteenth day of July has been passed down."

Why did Yan Chun feel that something was wrong? She was originally very opposed to the term "Shen Fiend Lone Star". After hearing what happened to this prince, she felt very bored.

what shit? He really has the ability to kill everyone, can he be burned to death by ordinary fire?

But it was hundreds of years ago, and it had nothing to do with Yanchun. She frowned and diverted her attention, and followed a group of monks into the inn.

Huai Yubai followed behind Yan Chun, and after entering the door, they were divided into rooms. Huai Yubai was next to Yan Chun, and took out a little doll the size of a slap for Yan Chun to see.

"Look, this is the doll of the evil star. It is made to be stepped on. If you step on it, you will get good luck."

Yan Chun took a look and found that the doll was very delicately made, even very charming.

Huai Yubai fiddled with the doll's somewhat special hairstyle, and said, "What a beautiful little doll, why should you step on it? There are a lot of witch dolls in my box that don't look this good."

Yanchun knew that Huaiyubai had a hobby of collecting and greed, and he would collect everything.

Some speechless clapped her hand and said, "You still accept the witch doll, I really... that thing has the magic power of a witch, so be careful."

Huai Yubai didn't care, kicked the little doll into his arms, and said, "This is all right, it's just a malevolent star."

Yanchun looked at her, Huai Yubai stuck out her tongue, and changed her words: "It's not a ghastly star, there is no ghastly lone star in this world."

Yanchun just returned to the house. After a while, he was called out by Jing Yangyu on the communication jade. In a private room, several immortal monarchs from the four major sects discussed together about the existence of the demon cultivator.

"I just received the Anonymous Spirit Bird, which said that the magic cultivator has entered the city." It was Huo Jue who was speaking, and he was still carrying a heavy sword on his back. Only then did Yan Chun realize that he had chopped You Qianshen's sword during the day. It's a normal long sword, it doesn't seem to be this one.

"I got it too." Qin Miaoyan took the vegetables and put them in his mouth, chewing and saying.

This kind of mortal taste, in addition to Hua Yubai, I am afraid that only the monks of Wujidi can eat this trip.

Jing Yangyu also said, "Me too."

"The poor monk also received it." Qiu Chan sat upright, with the meat not far in front of him, but he got along very harmoniously with the meat, and he did not shy away from sin.

Everyone looked at Yanchun, but Yanchun didn't receive it, but she knew that Mo Ze had sent it at her order. I just don't know how he sent the spiritual bird to these monks in Nanjia Country.

"Me too." Yan Chun nodded.

Everyone discussed it for a while, preparing to send disciples to investigate in the city at night, especially the mansions and palaces of the royal family members.

An accident happened to the two major sects stationed in the imperial city, and the neighboring country to the west would be a little chaotic at best, but if something happened to the royal relatives and the ministers in the court, then the country would collapse in order.

The disciples who were to inspect in batches were ordered, and everyone dispersed and returned to their own rooms.

Yanchun called Yin Yuchen from Lingtai in his mind, but Yin Yuchen never responded.

After she returned to the room, she pushed open the window, and the night wind blew in, with a little damp water vapor.

There was no one on the main street, only the scattered lamps and the evil star paper figurines floating in the wind, looking miserable.

In recent days, the imperial city has been unstable. There is not only a curfew in the city, but also guards patrolling the streets.

Yan Chun looked down from the window and saw a team of city guards walking past, and then the last guard suddenly stood and glanced in the direction of Yan Chun.

He smiled at Yan Chun, and Yin Yuchen's voice sounded from the spiritual platform in Yan Chun's mind: "Come down, quietly, my brother will take you to cheat."

Yan Chun's heart thumped, she pinched a magic formula, got a double by the window, and hid her figure.

Without hesitation, he flew down from the window.

She opened her arms, like a swallow in the forest, flying towards the standing guard.

The city guards walked away in unison, not noticing when they had one more person and when one was missing.

Yin Yuchen was dressed in soft armor. The body of Lingjiang this time was a sturdy soldier, and he caught the falling Yanchun with one arm.

Then he carried her on his shoulder, and quickly stepped into the alley like the wind.

No one noticed that Yanchun ran away. Jing Yangyu wanted to talk to Yanchun, but hesitated at the door. He could feel that Yanchun was standing by the window in the house, but he didn't know how to face it.

He didn't know that the "little junior sister" who was separated from him was a stand-in that Yan Chun pinched out.

But the real Yanchun was "kidnapped" by someone, and flew directly out of the imperial city of the neighboring country to the west, and went straight into the mountains and forests.

Yan Chun's heart beat faster and faster along the way. She knew she could fly by the wind, but she lay on the shoulders of the person who "captured" her and didn't move at all.

After a dark forest, Yanchun was carried into a blocking formation, and the person who "captured" her stopped.

Yanchun was put down, but she didn't dare to look up as if her whole body had been punctured.

The nostalgia is so cowardly.

There was a muffled "bang", the sound of a human body falling to the ground.

Yan Chun felt the overflowing magical energy all over his body, and in an instant, circles of auras automatically burst out.

In the formation, the light of the spirit is as bright as day, but it is also extinguished by the overflowing demonic energy.

A hand that was so white that it was bloodless, but with distinct meridians, rested on Yan Chun's shoulder.

He held her shoulders and straightened some of the messy hair with the other hand.

Yan Chun slowly raised his head...I imagined the scene of meeting Yin Yuchen countless times.

But no matter how many times you imagine, it is absolutely incomparable to this moment.

He's grown a bit, and Yanchun needs to look up to see his face.

The eyes that are not covered with shackles are never as ugly as he said, even if his eyes are all the blood color that symbolizes the devil at the moment, these eyes are the best looking in Yanchun.

Narrow, long and sharp, like two scimitars, with a slightly curved and upturned arc, Nong Li is suffocating, and Mi Yan is also enchanting.

During the day, Yanchun felt that Qin Miaoyan's gorgeous appearance was a bit like Yin Yuchen, but that was Yin Yuchen before, Yin Yuchen who had not yet become a devil.

The current Yin Yuchen makes Yan Chun feel extremely familiar, yet extremely unfamiliar.

She glared at him, as if watching an overly beautiful dream, each scene dazzled her and made her breathless.

He is not like a red flower, but like a handful of lava.

The dazzling scorching heat, held in the hands of ecstasy, will shed tears just by looking at it.

Yan Chun opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to do for a while, his eyes were wet.

But Yin Yuchen squeezed Yan Chun's chin, chuckled softly, and said, "I'm really scared of my sister's performance like this."

Yin Yuchen leaned closer and said, "I'm afraid that my sister doesn't really like my real appearance, but likes me in your imagination."

Yanchun opened his mouth, like a fish that fell into magma, and was instantly burned to the point where only bones remained.

She closed her eyes, then reached out and hooked Yin Yuchen's neck, and even grabbed his hair in a panic, forcing him to lower his head.

Yin Yuchen's breath suffocated along with Yanchun's movements, and the disguised indifference suddenly collapsed.

Without waiting for Yan Chun to stand on tiptoe again, he lowered his head directly, hooked her waist, rubbed her into his arms with the strength that he wished he could rub her flesh and blood, and kissed her lips as if he lowered his head and bit her.

At this moment, the mountains overturned, the sun and the moon collapsed, the good and the evil blended, the flames collided with the magma, and dazzling sparks burst out.

They've waited too long for this kiss.