Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

The next morning, Lin Qing's biological clock woke up. He opened his eyes and felt a sharp pain.

I shed too many tears last night and now my eyes are swollen.

Lin Qing condensed two ice balls and put them on his eyelids for a while before he could open his eyes.

He looked to the side and saw his brother still sleeping beside him.

Lin Qing looked at his brother's deformed face for a long time before he gently moved his hands and feet away.

He got up and went to the rooftop to meditate and practice.

The bones were placed aside as usual to see if they could absorb some of the essence of the sun, moon and morning light.

However, he was not so lucky today, and the Essence of Dawn did not appear. After Lin Qing finished meditating, he input some spiritual power into the white bones as usual, and then went to practice swordsmanship.

Persevere day by day, even if the daily changes are small, but without small steps you can not achieve a great distance.

If you don’t practice for one day, you know it; if you don’t practice for three days, your master knows it; if you don’t practice for ten days, your opponent knows it.

Lin Qing held the sword horizontally. The sword was bright, illuminating Lin Qing's cold eyes.

Lin Qing thought to himself that he had many opponents and could not slack off any longer. Starting from today, he would practice for an extra hour every day.

He wants to find out one by one those who bullied Xiao Jin.

When the time comes, I will ask Xiao Jin. Among those enemies, if they are beaten lightly, they will be beaten a few times, and if they are beaten severely, their cultivation will be destroyed.

Anyone who is too cruel to Xiao Jin will be beaten to death!

Lin Qing took a deep breath, swung the sword, dispelled all distracting thoughts, and began to practice sword.

When Lin Huaijin got up, his eyes were also swollen, but he went to the yard with swollen eyes, lay on the stone table, and watched his brother while sleeping.

Don't ask how you can watch people while sleeping.

Just close your eyes but watch with your spiritual consciousness.

His eyes were hurting so much that he didn't want to open them, so he used his spiritual sense to see.

If you place your spiritual consciousness in this yard, you shouldn't run into other people's spiritual consciousness.

The wind blew, the sword energy was overwhelming, and the fallen leaves in the yard were blown up.

Lin Qing stood on the roof, waving the sword in his hand, like a dragon flying around, moving in all directions, sometimes lightly, sometimes swiftly.

Soon after, all the autumn leaves in the yard rolled up into the sky, and later even the green leaves began to leave the branches and join in the flying.

A long sword suddenly pierced out from the bottom up, turning into countless lights and shadows, carrying leaves flying in the sky, and attacked outside the yard.

Lin Qing stood on the roof, recalling the feelings he had just experienced.

When he opened his eyes again, his Wind Spirit Sword Technique was complete.

Lin Huaijin had already raised his head and looked with his swollen eyes.

Seeing that his brother had come back to his senses from his contemplation, he clapped his hands and said, "Congratulations, brother."

In his previous life, my brother’s swordsmanship was only fully developed after he turned twenty years old. In this life, he already mastered it at the age of seventeen.

Lin Huaijin squinted her eyes and smiled, her brother is so outstanding!

Lin Qing jumped down from the roof and first condensed two ice balls on his brother's eyes. "Your eyes are so swollen, why don't you treat them first? Does it hurt?"

Lin Huaijin stood there obediently and closed his eyes, letting the two ice balls stick to him, with his hands behind his back, "It's okay, my brother was really good just now."

Lin Qing's mouth curled up, and Lin Huaijin closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to hold his brother's hand.

Lin Qing quickly pulled back the hand holding the sword, and used his other hand to grab the two wrists that were still scratching in front of him.

After putting the sword back into the storage bag, he tapped his brother's head and said, "Didn't you sleep enough? You're stupid. If you can't see, move forward. If you cut your hand, you'll cry."

After saying this, he was still angry and raised his hand to pat the two claws he had grasped with one hand.

"Do you still dare?"

Ask one question each time you shoot.

In the end, he didn't dare to hit her hard. To Lin Huaijin, it was just a drizzle and he was not afraid.

"Brother, I'm hungry."

Crying all night was very exhausting.

Lin Qingchao looked outside the courtyard and said, "The person who delivers breakfast today hasn't arrived yet. I'll make two bowls of noodles in the small kitchen first."

Lin Huaijin felt that the swelling in his eyes had subsided, but he still didn't open his eyes or remind his brother. He just closed his eyes and let his brother lead him into the kitchen.

Following my brother's instructions, I climbed the stairs and crossed the threshold until I was forced to sit on a small stool in the kitchen.

His exclusive fire-burning position.

Lin Huaijin closed his eyes and fumbled for the fire starter and firewood, but was slapped by his brother's hand, which was much heavier than before.

"If your eyes hurt, just close them and don't move. I'll burn them."

Lin Huaijin felt a head leaning slightly towards his knees. Usually, the bench is about the same height as the fire place, so if you want to light a fire and see the fire, you need to bend down and look down.

Lin Qingzheng was half-squatting on the ground, lighting the fire in the kitchen with his head tilted. Lin Huaijin held his brother's head, and without using his eyes or spiritual sense, he just used his hands to imagine his brother's appearance.

Lin Qing couldn't light a fire for a long time because of his troubles. When he finally managed to light a fire, he tied him to the bench.

Lin Qing had just boiled some water when Lin Huaijin called out again, "Brother, I'm thirsty."

Lin Qing resigned himself to his fate and led him back to the room.

When he got up in the morning, he got a new set of tables and chairs and put them in the living room. He also boiled a pot of hot water, which was now just right for drinking.

Lin Huaijin drank it in small sips, "Brother, I want more."

Lin Qing: Why does it seem so familiar? Did my brother order me around like this last night?

Lin Qing poured him more tea. After Lin Huaijin finished three cups of tea, he finally said, "Brother, I'm full."

After saying that, he patted his belly.

Lin Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What do you mean you're full? You haven't even eaten the noodles yet."

She continued to lead her brother towards the kitchen, "There's a threshold two steps ahead."

Lin Huaijin held his hand and said, "Brother, please carry me."

Lin Qing sighed and said, "Never mind, just let him be for now."

Xiao Jin suffered so much when he was away, and now he just wants to pamper him in everything.

He bent down and hugged his brother's knees, letting him sit on his arms.

Lin Huaijin hugged his brother's head with one hand, "Brother, charge!"

"Hold my neck."

Lin Huaijin hugged him obediently, "Okay, let's go eat noodles."

Lin Qing laughed, "The noodles haven't been put into the pot yet, don't interrupt me later, or I'll cook and eat you too."

Lin Huaijin raised his head and said, "I'll give it to you, brother. You can eat it however you want."

He felt a little excited just thinking about being eaten by his brother and having real blood compatibility with his brother.

Lin Qing put him on the bench and patted his head. "Nonsense, I'm not a man-eating monster. Sit down and eat noodles later."

Lin Huaijin closed his eyes and curled his lips: "Okay."

By the time Jincan woke up, it was already past lunchtime.

Jin Can sighed. It was just right that he didn’t have to face his grandfather and cousin for the time being, otherwise he was afraid that they would not be able to help asking about his uncle.

After Wang Le got up in the morning, he went out again. No one knew what he went to do.

Jin Can finished his lunch in boredom and went back to his room to meditate.

Although his spiritual roots were strained, he could no longer slack off.

In the afternoon, Lin Qing did not continue to practice, but went to Jin Guangzong's library.