Brother he died again [Quick Transmigration]

All the brothers and sisters in Qingxin Pavilion chatted non-stop around Zhiyu, their words were full of concern, joy and reluctance.And after this competition, everyone in Cangshan Mountain is full of curiosity about Song Zhiyu, the number one in this year's martial arts competition. After all, the reward for the first place in the martial arts competition is to worship under the master, although Song Nian is a rare master here. , but if it becomes the direct disciple of the master, the meaning is different.Among the disciples in the same class, there were very few people who were eligible to participate in this martial arts competition. I didn't expect that they unexpectedly defeated Senior Brother He Fei in the end, and he still has that sword, which must be a good magic weapon , I don't know where he got it from.All of a sudden, various speculations and discussions about Song Zhiyu spread in Cangshan Mountain, during which there were sincere praises, and naturally there were malicious slanders.It is said that Song Zhiyu was originally from a family of immortal cultivators, and the supply of high-level elixir is like candy and snacks on weekdays, so he was promoted quickly. Nian and Song Zhiyu had a master-student affair, and it was spread out.Everyone has never been to Qingxin Pavilion, and they all relied on fabrications, and they actually spoke in a decent way.

Song Zhiyu wasted a lot after the competition, and he has been cultivating in the Qingxin Pavilion, completely unaware of these rumors.I thought about going to see the master after the game, but the brother sent a message, "Master told you to rest at ease and cultivate, and then go see him after you recover." Song Zhiyu could only recuperate first.Three days later, under the care of everyone, Zhiyu's body has almost recovered.After thanking all the brothers and sisters, Song Zhiyu came to Song Nian's room full of joy.

The door of the room was open, and Song Nian could be seen when he looked up. He was reading a book by the shadow of the lamp, his long hair fell on the white gauze, and his slender fingers ran across the pages of the book.The light shone on Song Nian's face, and Zhiyu's face turned red. The master in front of him was a little different from the usual master.

"Why are you standing here?" Song Nian knew that he was coming, but saw that he hadn't entered the door, so he reminded him aloud.

"Master, the sword you gave me seems to be stronger than before!" Song Zhiyu stepped into the room after regaining his senses, and said something nonsense with a blushing face.

"Well, I saw it. It's a magical weapon. When I gave it to you, I didn't expect that you could tame it so quickly. After the sword spirit surrenders, it will improve with the master's strength. This time, it is indeed you You deserve it." Song Nian's tone was flat, without much ups and downs, and he didn't even look up at Song Zhiyu.

Song Zhiyu suddenly met Song Nian's attitude, and the words that filled his heart for three days were stuck in his throat without knowing where to start.Although he didn't know what happened, Zhiyu was keenly aware of Song Nian's estrangement, pursed his lips and left without saying anything.

After Zhiyu left, Song Nian put down his book, couldn't help rubbing his forehead, and let out a long sigh. This time it was not easy to be the first one. At the end, Song Nian wanted to praise him right away, but Song Zhiyu was very upset. He was about to be sent back to Qingxin Pavilion.Knowing that what Zhiyu needed most at this time was rest, Song Nian wanted to bring him some nourishing and nourishing elixirs, so he went back to the room to pack up the medicines and headed to Qingxin Pavilion, but heard those rumors on the way.The speculation of the unethical relationship between Song Zhiyu and him pierced into Song Nian's heart like a barb, and his younger brother's confession in the real world rang in his ears again. Song Nian was shocked at that time, and he couldn't help asking Do you care too much about Song Zhiyu?Zhiyu here is so much like a younger brother, sometimes Song Nian wonders if this is just a dream, but the feeling of the dream is so good that he can't help but want to take care of this boy who is like his younger brother, and These rumors woke up Song Nian.Everything here is just a passer-by for him, he just needs to get a perfect ending as soon as possible, and the tragedy in reality must never happen again.Fortunately, Zhiyu here didn't show any other emotions, and he just needed to keep a proper distance.

After thinking about it messily, Song Nian didn't deliver those medicines in person in the end, but handed them to Renyan, and he didn't take the initiative to visit him until Zhiyu came to him this time.

Zhiyu returned to the Disciple Garden in a depressed mood, only to see his brothers and sisters sitting outside waiting for him. "Zhiyu, if the first place in the martial arts competition is to worship the head of the sect, there are people coming over there today, you can prepare to move there." Everyone showed reluctance, and Ren Yan took the lead in the silent atmosphere, "Oh, Without you from now on, I'm afraid there won't be such delicious food in Qingxin Pavilion!"

"What? I'm going to be the master's apprentice first? Why haven't I heard of it?" Song Zhiyu's expression changed drastically in an instant.

"Didn't Ren Yan tell you?" Mu Tian rubbed the corners of his sour eyes and asked.

"I thought Zhiyu you knew! I—" Ren Yan was also dumbfounded, seeing Zhiyu's sudden expression, he obviously forgot about this important matter.

"Zhiyu, we didn't expect you to be the first, so we didn't say much. But how many disciples of the master can't get it! Don't pay attention to the things about you and the master. Go there and become the master." The disciples of the school dare to talk nonsense!" Xin Yuan seemed to think of something, and added angrily.

"What are you talking about about me and Master?" Song Zhiyu was so keenly aware of the word "Master" that his face darkened.

The senior brothers and sisters didn't expect that Zhiyu didn't know about these rumors, so they relayed them in a decent manner.Zhiyu only heard half of it and ran out quickly.

Song Zhiyu broke into Song Nian's room directly, "Master!" He called out with red eyes almost crying.Song Nian stood up and went up to meet him at a loss, "What's the matter, why suddenly..." Song Zhiyu threw himself into Song Nian's arms, holding on to his sleeves with both hands: "Master, do you want me? "

"Why do you think so?" Song Nian hugged Song Zhiyu and patted him on the back lightly. This kind of Song Zhiyu was almost exactly the same as his younger brother who shouted "Don't leave me behind", and he could hardly restrain himself. pain.

"Master, I didn't take the first place to become the master's disciple, I just want to make you happy, don't drive me away." Zhiyu raised her head and said almost beggingly, tears rolled down her cheeks, her voice was choked No way.Song Nian replied almost subconsciously: "Okay, okay, I know, I didn't drive you away."

"I'm not going to the master's place."

"If you don't go, you don't go, it's okay." Song Nian didn't know what was going on with the head of the sect, but subconsciously followed Zhiyu's words and became popular.Just for a short while, he knew that he couldn't see this face weeping, and he couldn't see him being wronged.

It took a while for Song Zhiyu to calm down in Song Nian's arms, and Song Nian could feel that the front of his clothes was soaked.After checking carefully, he was dumbfounded and found that Song Zhiyu had already fallen asleep.

Song Nian looked at his tear-stained face, and his aggrieved expression didn't fade away when he fell asleep, his hair was messed up, and his posture was awkward, but he never let go of his hand on the sleeve.In the dim candlelight that filled the room, Song Nian sighed heavily, and finally compromised with himself, he would not be willing to neglect and wrong him because of the matter of chasing rumors, just be more careful in the future.

Song Nian sent Song Zhiyu back to his room, left his outer robe to Zhiyu who refused to let go, wiped away the tears on his face, covered him with the quilt, and left.

Renyan and the others were already waiting outside the door. After Song Nian heard the cause and effect, he realized that he had completely ignored that the No.1 reward of this martial arts competition was to become the head disciple. He didn't want Zhiyu to be the head disciple. Zhiyu's identity as a devil boy is like a bomb that could explode at any time.Coupled with Song Zhiyu's crying today, Song Nian dismissed his disciples and thought about how to change this matter.

Early the next morning, Song Nian refined two bottles of high-quality Jinchuang medicine and went to look for Senior Brother Lu Feng. "Senior brother Lu Feng, this time the martial arts competition has offended many disciples. How is He Fei doing recently?" "Skills are not as good as others, there is nothing to say. It is also a good thing for He Fei, his journey has been so smooth." Senior Brother Lu Feng was straightforward, "It's your acquaintance, it's really eye-catching!"

"Senior brother has won the award, Zhiyu is just luck, and the strength is not comparable to He Fei."

"That's not necessarily the case. Zhiyu has a good talent, and with the guidance of your junior brother, the future can be expected!"

"Brother, don't praise me," Song Nian smiled wryly, "Let me tell my brother the truth, I am here this time to ask my brother to give He Fei the No.1 reward."

Lu Feng shook his head with a smile: "I knew Junior Brother that you would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and you would definitely not come looking for me for no reason. However, why did He Fei give up such a good opportunity to become the head disciple?"

"I'm ashamed to say that Zhiyu was young and spoiled by me. She is still a child at heart, and she doesn't want to go to strange places."

"I'm spoiled," Lu Feng paused, "Junior Brother, this really doesn't sound like something you would do." He looked at Song Nian and hesitated to speak.

Song Nian glanced at him and laughed, "Senior brother also heard those rumors?" Lu Feng just remained silent, "Senior brother, don't think too much, it's just because he looks like my younger brother in the world. Facing Lu Feng's suspicious gaze, he further explained, "My younger brother passed away before I came here. Zhiyu is really similar to him. I just couldn't help myself for a while." Indeed, my younger brother died just before coming to this world, Zhiyu was born exactly like him, with the same temper and temperament, Song Nian couldn't help but treat him better.

Song Nian's tone was tinged with real pain. Seeing him like this, Lu Feng did not continue to question him, but changed the subject and said: "It is a rare opportunity to be under the head of the sect. Since you are all willing to hand in hand There is nothing I would not like to accept as a gift. It is better to hit the sun than choose another day, let's go to the head of the house."

"Thank you, brother." Song Nian got up and went to find the head of the sect together with Lu Feng. The head didn't mind. He also saw He Fei's talent. He thought He Fei must be the first one this time, but Song Zhiyu didn't. It doesn't matter how familiar you are since the fate of master and apprentice has not arrived.