Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

"Yes." Lin Huaijin bowed his head and admitted.

"We in the Wind Spirit Tribe do not welcome people from the Demon Tribe. For Qing'er's sake, I will not do anything to you. I will have someone take you out in a moment."

Lin Qing took a step sideways: "I'll go with him."

"Qing'er, you are young and don't understand that the demons are all good at sweet-talking and deceiving people." Feng Musi's face looked a little ugly.

"Xiao Jin and I grew up together. I know him and he wouldn't do anything bad." Lin Qing insisted on his point of view.

"Even if you grow up together, you may not understand him. They are good at pretending."

"No, I understand. Xiao Jin won't hurt me."

"But he may not betray the Fengling tribe. I have to think about my tribe members." Feng Musi's face was gloomy.

Lin Qing lowered his head and said, "I understand, uncle." Then he looked up and added, "It's worth the trip to meet you."

Lin Huaijin was unwilling to do so. He had worked so hard to find the Fengling tribe, so how could he leave without getting his illness treated?

He knelt on the spot and raised his hand to swear to show his attitude: "Chief Feng, I was born into the demon clan and I cannot change it, but I can control my behavior when I grow up. I can swear to the heavens that I will never do anything to hurt my brother, nor will I betray the Wind Spirit Clan."

Feng Musi's expression looked a little better, but still very awkward.

Bai Yinjin said weakly beside him: "Brother-in-law, along the way, I think Lin Huaijin is not a bad person."

Feng Musi turned around and glared at him, then angrily swung his sleeves and walked back, "Eat first."

Lin Qing grabbed Lin Huaijin's wrist and went to the dining room with everyone else.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit dull, Feng Qingmu asked: "Dad, where did my brother go?"

Feng Musi was stunned. He turned to look at his wife, "Where did Song'er go?"

Bai Yuexing glared at him and looked at her son. "Why do you ask? Song'er received a sealing mission and went out yesterday."

Feng Qingmu continued, "I met Feng Chun at the entrance. He said my brother went out in a hurry, and Feng Xue and Feng Yi followed him."

Bai Yuexing also frowned now, "In a hurry? Song'er's personality..."

Lin Qing looked at Feng Qingtang in confusion. Feng Qingtang glanced at him and whispered, "My brother has a dull personality and has never been anxious."

Lin Qing nodded, but Lin Huaijin looked at Feng Qingtang for a second longer. It seemed that she hadn't said more than three words since they met?

Feng Musi said: "What task? Let me see."

Bai Yuexing handed him the task card. Feng Musi took a look and felt relieved: "It's just a simple sealing task. There shouldn't be any problem. I'll be back in a few days."

Bai Yuexing also nodded, but still decided to send a sound transmission note to her son after dinner to ask.

After dinner, Feng Musi examined Lin Qing's body.

As time passed, Feng Musi's face became more and more ugly. Lin Huaijin stood beside him, holding his breath, for fear of affecting the investigation of the Feng clan leader.

Bai Yinjin was sitting at the table next to him, whispering to his second sister about what he had seen and heard along the way. His low voice couldn't hide the changes in tone, which sometimes became high and sometimes low. Bai Yuexing slapped him on the back of the head and told him to speak properly, and Bai Yinjin reluctantly told the story in a calm and straightforward manner. Feng Qingtang and Feng Qingmu were listening beside them.

After a long time, Feng Musi let go of his hand and lowered his head to think.

Lin Qing blinked, and the emotion in his eyes instantly changed from clear and ignorant to the surface of a broken ice lake.

Lin Qing lowered her head slightly, her half-closed eyes were blocked by thick eyelashes, and there were many emotions changing in them, surprise, pain, astonishment, shock, shame...

He frowned and couldn't help but pinch his hands hard on the table.

Lin Huaijin was still staring at Feng Musi nervously. He noticed his brother's hand and thought he was as nervous as himself. Lin Huaijin reached out and held his brother's fingers, spreading them flat to prevent him from hurting himself.

Lin Qing's hand trembled, and a heat rushed to his face. He felt a little angry and embarrassed, so he broke free from his hand and put it under the table.

Lin Huaijin looked over in confusion, but only saw his brother's half-drooped eyelashes. He leaned closer and whispered, "Brother, what's wrong?"

After saying that, she held her brother's hand under the table.

Lin Qing tried to break free again, but suddenly remembered a scene where his brother was staring at him sadly in the sunset, asking him not to leave...

Lin Qing suddenly recalled many times in his mind where his younger brother had insecurely emphasized that he should not leave him.

Lin Qing suddenly felt a little reluctant, pursed her lips, and let him hold her hand for a sense of security.

Lin Huaijin nervously rubbed his brother's fingertips unconsciously and pinched his knuckles, "Chief Feng, what's wrong?"

"The first is the seal of the Heavenly Demon Pill, the second is the Golden Pill that was dug out, and the third is the damaged spiritual vein." Feng Musi looked solemn and added:

"I have just reinforced the seal of the Heavenly Demon Pill."

"The damaged spiritual veins are not allowed to be observed by me. You have already taken the corresponding medicines. The reason why it didn't work is related to the fact that the way we Fengling people circulate qi is different from others. I can make up for it by running it a few more times with Qing'er. As for the golden elixir that was dug out... there is no way to fix it."

Lin Qing nodded, "I understand uncle, thank you for helping me strengthen the seal. As for the golden elixir, I will start practicing again after my spiritual veins are repaired."

Feng Musi sighed and said, "If you practice again, your pain will be much greater than before. After all, it was once broken, and no matter how you repair it, it will never be as good as before."

"It's okay, uncle. I'm not afraid of hardship."

Lin Huaijin continued, "Chief Feng, I heard that the Fengling tribe has a method of replacing spiritual roots. Can I replace one of my spiritual roots with my brother? Wouldn't it be less painful this way?

Also, can the Golden Pill and the Heavenly Demon Pill be exchanged? Give my Golden Pill to my brother and seal the Heavenly Demon Pill in my body. "

When Feng Musi heard this, his eyes flashed and he didn't respond.

Lin Qing frowned and said disapprovingly, "No."

Lin Huaijin comforted him, "Brother, let's see if your uncle has any solution first."

"Where did you hear that my Fengling clan can exchange spiritual roots?" Feng Musi picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, staring at Lin Huaijin, his eyes as cold as an eagle.

Lin Huaijin pursed his lips and said, "I met a friend before and heard what she said."

Feng Musi threw the teacup, and with a click, the tea flowed onto the table. Bai Yinjin and the others beside him were also startled.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Lin Qing reached out and held his brother's hand, with a serious face: "Uncle, this is true, I was there."

Feng Musi's serious expression paused, he lowered his eyes slightly, put his fingers on the table and said nothing.

Bai Yuexing waved her hand to take away the broken teacup on the table, and took out a new iron teacup and placed it in front of him.

Feng Musi came back to his senses, saw the iron cup, and cleared his throat, "Sorry."

Lin Huaijin shook his head and said indifferently, "Patriarch Feng hasn't said whether this method is feasible."

Feng Qingmu and Feng Qingtang were also pondering the feasibility of this plan.

Feng Musi pondered for a long time, glanced at Lin Huaijin and Lin Qing, then lowered his head slightly and drank a sip of water from the iron teacup, "It's feasible."

Lin Huaijin's eyes lit up. But Lin Qing was not very optimistic, "Uncle, this matter has caused great harm to my brother."

Feng Musi dipped his fingertips in water and drew the steps on the table.

"Spiritual roots cannot be changed."

Lin Huaijin said anxiously: "But..."

Feng Musi interrupted him, "What you saw should be the transplantation of new spiritual roots into people without spiritual roots."

Lin Huaijin calmed down, "Yes."