love yourself again

Ling Huisheng shouted softly: "Jun Wu!"

"Brother, I'm here!" Ling Junwu knelt beside Ling Huisheng, staring at his brother with wide eyes without blinking.

Ling Huisheng gasped for a few moments. He wanted to comfort his younger brother, but the injury was serious, so he forced a smile and said in a weak voice, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. How could my brother be willing to leave you?" He raised his arm, wanting to touch his younger brother, but his body remained motionless, helpless, his eyes could only linger on the handsome face in front of him, his pair of dark eyes contained infinite nostalgia.

Ling Junwu's heart ached to the extreme, and he could only watch helplessly as his brother's aura gradually became weaker, but he could do nothing, such powerlessness made him hate himself.

"Don't be my brother's enemy, Jun Wu, you can't be my enemy, I only have you!"

Ling Junwu shook his head vigorously, leaned down and put his cheek on his brother's face, and said softly: "Brother, I swear, I will never be your enemy, it's Junwu's fault, you can't do anything, without you Teach me, what should Jun Wu do?"

Ling Huisheng gradually closed his eyes, and a faint voice came into Ling Junwu's ears: "I just want to sleep, Junwu, when brother wakes up..."

There was no more sound between the two. After a while, Ling Junwu stiffened his body and slowly raised his head. He murmured in disbelief with grief, "Brother..." But no one responded, and there was a quiet expression on the familiar face. Peaceful, with his eyes closed, it seemed that he was really just asleep.

"Brother..." Tears welled up in an instant, but he didn't notice the tears streaming down his face. Ling Junwu froze on the spot, and put his hand on his eyes, "Brother, you said you hated me crying, why didn't you stop me?"

"Ah! Brother!" A shrill, miserable wailing pierced through the sky.

Ling Junwu's spiritual power suddenly went violent, disrupting the surrounding environment, thunder clouds billowed in the sky, and strong winds blew. After experiencing life and death disasters, great grief, and great pain, he broke through at this time.

In order not to hurt his brother during the advanced stage, Ling Junwu took out a handkerchief from the storage bracelet and covered his brother's body. The white handkerchief emitted a soft light and covered Ling Huisheng's whole body.

It is extremely exciting for cultivators to advance from the middle stage of foundation establishment to the foundation establishment Dzogchen, but Ling Junwu is not at all happy at this moment, the pain in his heart cannot be added, and his eyes full of despair are looking at his brother lying on the ground , his lips parted slightly, but only made a few meaningless tones, and the tears flowed again without knowing it.

The power from heaven and earth was tearing at Ling Junwu's body crazily. The spiritual power of the heaven and earth here was berserk, and if he was not careful, he would explode and die.However, Ling Junwu had already lost his mind, allowing the spiritual power in his body to slam around, the powerful and chaotic spiritual power was struck from both palms, and hit the lake, the lake surface exploded immediately, and the turbulent lake water gave people The illusion of seeing the sea.

The sky was full of thunder and lightning, ready to go, as if the brewing was enough, a thunderbolt struck towards Ling Junwu.

Cultivators only experience thunder calamity when they enter the Golden Core Stage from the Dzogchen Stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, but for some unknown reason, Ling Junwu unexpectedly encountered the Thunder Tribulation at this time, it is simply terrifying!

Several protective magic weapons covered his body, but he didn't expect that the thunder calamity was really overbearing. All the magic weapons were destroyed, but they only blocked part of the power, and the rest fell on Ling Junwu.

The body that had been warmed and tempered with spiritual grasses and elixir medicines since childhood became torn apart in an instant, and the flesh and blood were scorched. Thunder and lightning rushed across Ling Junwu's body. He struggled to take one last look at his brother before falling to the ground.

The thunderclouds in the sky have not dissipated, but there is no thunder disaster coming down, the sky is darker, it seems that something is brewing in the darkness.

Ling Junwu felt that he seemed to have forgotten something. His brother stood not far away and looked at him with a smile, wanting to touch that person, so he exhausted all his strength and walked towards his brother.

"Brother!" His eyebrows were beaming with joy, and his fingertips touched his face, but he didn't want the person in front of him to shatter in an instant, turning into flying ashes, and there was no such person in the world anymore, "Ah! No..." Ling Junwu roared, kneeling He fell to the ground, his body couldn't bear the slight melting.

"Junwu, wait for my brother to wake up..." The last words of my brother were spinning in my mind, Ling Junwu was crying and laughing like a demon, "My brother hasn't woken up yet, I will wait for you to wake up, brother, I will wait for you, forever I'm waiting for you..."

Eyelids were very heavy, as if struggling in a nightmare, Ling Junwu exhausted all his strength and finally woke up, the thunderclouds suddenly dispersed, the breeze blew away the darkness, and the sky was clear again.

The demons are over.

"Brother..." Ling Junwu dragged and crawled close to the sleeping man on the ground, carefully lying beside his brother, looking up at the blue sky with a numb expression and dead silence in his eyes.