There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

The two brothers looked at each other silently for a while.

Yue Feihong's anger seemed to have subsided a lot, he stared condescendingly at his elder brother's handsome face even though his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, before he sneered slightly for a long time.

"Do you think that if you don't send a letter back, no one will leak your whereabouts?"

Suddenly knocking off Yue Guhong's hand holding his arm, he turned over a little discouraged, and also lay down in the grass, shoulder to shoulder with his elder brother.

"Did you know that during this period of time, disciples of many sects claimed to have seen disciples of the Tianshan sect in Yueheng Sect assisting the evil, so the heads of those sects even sent letters to the master, advising him to discipline his disciples ..."

Yue Guhong couldn't help being speechless, he didn't expect that even though he had been working in a low-key manner, he still had a bad influence on the Tianshan faction.

Although Yue Feihong didn't go into details, he could imagine that Gu Cangqiong would not be happy about this matter, and might put pressure on his younger brother because of it, otherwise why would Feihong come to him so soon?

He couldn't help sighing softly, remained silent for a while, and finally murmured again: "I'm sorry. But I really can't just sit idly by and ignore the brutal things done by those so-called decent disciples..."

"What you see with your own eyes may not be the truth."

Yue Feihong didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and had already spoken unceremoniously. Compared with his upright and honest brother, he had deeper hostility and doubts towards Yuehengjiao, so he naturally wouldn't accept his brother's words so quickly.

Yue Guhong, who knew his younger brother's character very well, sighed softly again, sat up on the grass, and turned to look at him.

"I knew you would say that. If you don't believe me, you can stay and walk around the foot of Beitian Mountain with me, and confirm it with your own eyes. How about it?"

Yue Feihong didn't answer immediately, but just watched him silently, as if he was weighing his proposal in his heart.

"I stayed only because of you, and I didn't want to deal with people from Yueheng Sect."

Finally, he finally spoke lightly.

Yue Guhong understood what his younger brother meant. Although he promised himself to stay and observe the people and things at the foot of Beitian Mountain, he was unwilling to have anything to do with Yuehengjiao.

In other words, he hoped that during the time he stayed in Beitian Mountain, the only person who would accompany him was his trustworthy elder brother, and Yue Guhong was the only one.

This is already a rare concession, so Yue Guhong nodded immediately, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Ever since he decided to stay in Beitian Mountain, his biggest worry was that one day even his own brother would not be able to understand him and would part ways with him.

Fortunately, Feihong is still the good and reasonable brother in his memory.

Thinking that his younger brother's status and situation in the Tianshan faction might be affected by his own choice, Yue Guhong couldn't help but secretly made up his mind: he must take this opportunity to persuade Feihong to stay with him in Northern Tianshan, In order not to be discriminated against and hostile by those decent people after going back.

Yue Guhong, who was thinking like this, didn't notice that some indistinguishable complex expressions were passing by his younger brother's eyes staring at him.

Yue Guhong sent someone to send a message to Jun Moxiao who was in the main altar of Yueheng Sect, telling her that he would spend the next few days with his younger brother, and that he would not go back for the time being. Worry about yourself.

Afterwards, he and Yue Feihong wandered aimlessly at the foot of Beitian Mountain, looking at this quiet and peaceful area.

During the day, he travels wherever he likes. In order not to let his younger brother suspect that everything he sees is the result of deliberate arrangements by himself and Yue Hengjiao, Yue Guhong entrusts Yue Feihong with the right to choose the route and destination.

No matter where Feihong wants to go, he will not have the slightest objection, but will naturally accompany him.

They traveled a long way and saw a lot, the local people's sincere admiration for the Yueheng Sect, the brutal killings of those famous disciples in the Central Plains...

Although under the guardianship of the Yueheng Sect, the losses of innocent people had been minimized, what he saw still made Yue Feihong frowned involuntarily.

As for those who claim to be decent disciples but are killing ordinary people, as long as they meet, Yue Guhong will not show mercy.

To his surprise and slight delight, the first time he met those so-called "Central Plains Bandits" with Feihong, the younger brother who was originally just watching with cold eyes, did not hesitate when he found out that someone was about to slip through the net. Draw the sword out of its sheath and cut those people under the sword.

Does this mean that my younger brother has accepted his rhetoric and believes that Yueheng Sect is not the rumored Demon Sect?

Naturally, Yue Feihong didn't say that to him personally.

At that time, Feihong just watched the blood dripping from the tip of the sword silently, and after a while he said softly: "These people cannot be allowed to go back alive."

Yue Guhong rubbed his head, feeling happy that his younger brother didn't make such a soft-hearted mistake as he did back then.

The longer he stayed in Beitian Mountain, the more he realized that if he returned to the mountain like he thought at the beginning, it would only put more innocent people in danger.

He learned to be strong and ruthless only through the lessons of blood and fire. He never expected Feihong to be able to do it from the very beginning.

"You are right. If you let them escape, they will only attack here with more people next time."

After hearing what he said, Yue Feihong suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, his complexion was cloudy against the backdrop of the fire, and there was a smile that was not a smile.

But in the end, Yue Feihong didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, ready to return the sword to the sheath.

But Yue Guhong suddenly noticed his saber, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Did you get that sword from the pool of swords?"

After the reunion, the two brothers have not talked about the Tianshan Sword Pool in detail.

Hearing this, Yue Feihong nodded again, and handed over the long sword with its sheath.

"The sword name Xunqing...can't compare to your Xueying Guhong."

Seeking Love Sword...

When he was in the Tianshan School, Yue Guhong had indeed never heard of this sword, and when he looked closely at it by the light of the fire, apart from being sharper than ordinary swords, he didn't seem to be able to see anything special about it.

But he didn't want to upset his younger brother, so he still smiled and said, "Anyone who can be placed in the sword pool of Tianshan Mountain by our ancestors must have something special. Judging by the power of your moves just now, your martial arts have improved a lot, and there are also some of them. Thanks to the sword."

After speaking, he handed the sword back, and couldn't help but ask again: "What about the sword manual that matches this sword?"