Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

In November, Lin Huaijin finally came out of confinement.

Two and a half years have passed since he went into seclusion.

That day, Lin Qing was bending over to loosen the soil in the vegetable field when suddenly a broad body came up from behind him.

Lin Qing paused, straightened his back, supported his hoe with his hands, and looked dazed.

He was wondering if this was an illusion or if he missed Xiao Jin too much.

But the warm body behind me, the strong arms tightly around my waist, the warmth and moisture on my ears...

All signs told him it was not fake.

But he habitually slapped away the impure thoughts that arose in his mind.

He turned around and hugged Lin Huaijin quietly without moving.

He looked at Lin Huaijin's face every day and there was no difference. However, after those eyes that he loved so much opened and injected soul into this body, the feeling he had was completely different.

Lin Qingdan smiled and said, "Xiao Jin, I miss you so much."

Lin Huaijin's eyes lit up, and he looked for Lin Qing's lips again. Their breaths blended together. Lin Qing still smiled faintly and looked at him gently.

Lin Huaijin felt a little strange. Why was his brother so easy to talk to today?

It's broad daylight now, why doesn't his brother beat him?

Lin Huaijin pressed her lips against her brother's again and whispered, "Brother, I miss you too."

Lin Qing responded to him gently, slowly and lovingly.

Lin Huaijin opened her eyes slightly and stared straight into her brother's eyes. She did not see lust in them, but indifference.

Lin Huaijin asked curiously: "Brother, why are you......"

Then he used the heart contract to feel his brother's heart and found that his brother was indifferent, neither sad nor happy.

He frowned in grievance, "Brother, you don't miss me."

Lin Qing was stunned, raised the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "No, I miss you very much, I miss you very much."

The words were repeated three times. This was a sentence pattern that Lin Huaijin liked in the past and was used by Lin Qing to emphasize it.

It should have expressed an overwhelming feeling of longing, but when Lin Qing said it without emotion, it was as calm as Amitabha.

Lin Huaijin was shocked. What was wrong with his brother?

Why does it feel like I’ve been in seclusion for more than two years while my brother has secretly become a monk outside?

Lin Huaijin quickly rolled his brother back to the second floor, hugged him and sat him on the couch, with their foreheads touching, and instantly entered his brother's sea of ​​consciousness.

More than two years ago, when Lin Huaijin came in, he still remembered that his brother's sea of ​​consciousness was like a shimmering lake, a dazzling gem lake.

The walls of the sea of ​​consciousness are also round and smooth.

But now the surface of the dazzling jewel lake was surging with surging tides, which hit my brother's consciousness wave after wave.

His brother's consciousness turned into a blanket, blocking his own sea of ​​consciousness and blocking wave after wave of attacks.

The wall of the sea of ​​consciousness was no longer smooth and round like last time, but now had some bumpy indentations.

Lin Huaijin frowned and spread his spiritual consciousness on the wall of his sea of ​​consciousness, using his own strength to slowly repair the dents and potholes on his brother's body.

I was also filled with doubt and confusion.

What exactly is going on?

Why is my brother fighting in his own sea of ​​consciousness? What is he blocking?

He tried to touch his brother's consciousness, but his brother's consciousness not only resisted his own sea of ​​consciousness, but also resisted Lin Huaijin's consciousness.

Lin Huaijin was a little depressed, but he still tried his best to repair his brother's sea of ​​consciousness first.

After the repair was completed, Lin Huaijin left his brother's sea of ​​consciousness and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what are you blocking? Why are you hurting yourself?"

Lin Qing's eyebrows were calm, and he took a long breath, "Resisting some inexplicable thoughts that popped up."

"What idea?"

Lin Qing shook his head. "I don't think that will happen again. I was afraid that my emotions would be too intense and affect your retreat, so I suppressed some of my emotions."

Lin Huaijin hugged his brother quietly and said, "Brother, don't hurt yourself again."

Lin Qingdan smiled and said, "Okay."

"Brother, are you bored of waiting?"

Lin Qing blinked and said, "Let me take you to see the vegetables I planted."

Lin Qing took Lin Huaijin to briefly summarize his life over the past two years and the pile of food collected in the storage bag.

They removed the barriers and formations around the small building and walked towards the thatched cottage.

Feng Qingsong pushed the door open with a creak, just in time to meet their eyes.

There was a hint of surprise in his voice: "You guys are out of quarantine?"

Lin Qingdan smiled and nodded.

Lin Huaijin glanced at his vegetable garden. There were fewer wild vegetable plots. There were more than 300 plants before, but now there are only about 200.

Feng Qingsong also looked at the vegetable field with satisfaction, "According to this progress, we can kill all the alien species underground in ten years."

Unfortunately, there are also alien species that have been stolen outside...

Vegetable thieves are so hateful!

Lin Huaijin said: "My cultivation has reached the seventh level of magic power, and I can enter and exit the barrier."

Lin Qing also said: "I can't get out yet. Let Xiao Jin bring the people from the Wind Spirit Clan to see if there is any way to rescue us."

Feng Qingsong nodded and threw out a white token. "I have recorded everything that happened in the past few years here. You hand him over to the Fengling Clan."

Lin Huaijin accepted the jade token, and the two sides communicated in detail about what to do next, and then separated.

Feng Qingsong continued to guard here.

Lin Huaijin had a lot to do. After notifying the Fengling tribe, he arranged for people to come and rescue them.

At the same time, they are investigating who stole the alien species and where they released it.

Time was running out, and it was already evening when the three of them finished communicating. Lin Huaijin left the ancient barrier that night.

Lin Huaijin first went to find Feng Qingmu and the others, and then returned to the Demon Lord's Palace to find those venerable guardians and ask for some money for the tribulation-crossing fee.

Lin Huaijin rushed towards the dilapidated magic array pearl palace that his brother had described, feeling vaguely uneasy.

On the other side, Lin Qing was looking at the stars under the moonlight, and some inexplicable images flashed through his mind.

Under the moonlight, a white-haired young man, the red liquid on the sword in his hand slowly slid down, and finally dripped onto the ground and formed a small puddle. Opposite him was a middle-aged man whom he had never seen before, his eyes full of fear. In his hand was a long knife, which was also stained with blood...

Oh, it turns out that the white-haired young man had a hideous wound from his shoulder to his waist, and blood was dripping, but the young man seemed not to feel the pain. With a wooden face, he walked forward with the sword in his hand, step by step, slowly but firmly.

The person opposite took two steps back and fell to the ground, with wounds slowly seeping out from his waist and abdomen.

He cursed in shock and anger: "Mad man! You are a mad man!"

"You're a monster that won't die!"

"Your father is right. Sooner or later you will become a disaster for others—"

The middle-aged man's curses suddenly stopped, a sharp sword light flashed across his pupils, and he slowly fell backwards...

Under the moonlight, the white-haired young man walked away with a sword...

Lin Qing blinked, the screen went dark, and then other pictures appeared...