I became my brother's cloud baby

The bright red roses bloomed slowly, and the golden hall was covered in red, leaving only the man in black sitting on the high platform.

He raised his brows lightly, his disdainful eyes swept over the few people in front of him, and finally his eyes fell on Ren Yanxing.

He remembered the scene where he saw Ren Yanxing and Ning Qing leaving together at the scene of the fire, and he felt inexplicably angry.

"You are really beyond your limits." He sneered, and flicked his fingers lightly, a black flame appeared in his palm, fell on the roses on the ground, and ignited a black fire.

Gu Ming clenched the blade tightly in his hand, and the bright blade shone sharply under the firelight.

"Come on." Endlessly, the flame in his hand seemed to be extinguished in the next second.

After saying that, Gu Ming jumped into the air holding the blade, and swung it directly at Wu Zhi.

Wuzhi blocked the blade with two fingers, a faint smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and he snatched the knife back with his backhand.

In just a few seconds, the knife was across Gu Ming's neck, and he breathed lightly: "It's really bad."

"Auntie!!" Xie Chaohe took a few steps forward, and he drew his sword towards Wu Zhi, "Wu Zhi, what are you doing!"

"Little Crane, that's unnecessary!" Gu Ming raised his elbow and hit Wu Zhi's heart directly. Behind him Ning Qing jumped up, stabbing Wu Zhi's back with the white sword in his hand.

Wu Zhi stretched out his hand to shake off Gu Ming, turned around and grabbed Ning Qing's sword, the blade oozes blood as the strength increases, dripping on the ground like a gorgeous rose.

Before Wu Zhi could react in time, Gu Ming picked up the knife and went up from the back, the blade directly across Wu Zhi's neck: "You lost."

The corners of Wuzhi's mouth curled into a smile, and Gu Ming felt the world spinning, the ground under her feet suddenly shook, and she almost lost her footing.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Zhi flicked his fingertips, and the surrounding roses suddenly grew like crazy, wrapping around Gu Ming's legs tightly.

The thorns on the rose penetrated into Gu Ming's skin, and the blood smeared on the fabric, staining her legs red.

The roses were growing wantonly, as if they were going to swallow her whole.

"No limit! Stop it!" Xie Chaohe drew his sword and wanted to cut off these roses, but he couldn't stop.

Seeing that the rose thorn was about to pierce Gu Ming's throat, he suddenly grabbed the flower branch with both hands.

These hands were slender and fair, but a little thin. The thorns on the flower branches pierced the white fingers, and the blood slowly flowed down the joints of the fingers.

Wuzhi can tell just by looking at this hand, it's so familiar, it's Ren Yanxing.

He stood in front of Gu Ming, clamped the flower branch with his hands, and the determination in his eyes was indestructible.

"Are you crazy?" Wu Zhi reached out and grabbed his hand.

Ren Yanxing has no spiritual power now, so forcibly doing so will not only fail to untie the flowering branches, but will hurt himself instead.

Thinking of the scene where Ren Yanxing and Ning Qing walked away, Wu Zhi felt even more angry.

Ren Yanxing looked up at him, with sadness and disappointment in his eyes: "You really let me down."

Disappointed?

This sentence hurt endlessly, he was a little stunned, and he couldn't speak for a while.

He shifted his gaze to Gu Ming, and suddenly smiled coldly, but the roses grew more violently, and he threw Gu Ming directly to the ground.Gu Ming flew out of the hall like a sandbag, and there were bloodstains in front of the door.

"Did it disappoint you even more?"

"Wuzhi..." Ren Yanxing looked at him, the disappointment in his eyes even worse.

Wuzhi only felt a stabbing pain in his heart, the stabbing pain was faint, and after a while, it suddenly hurt his heart, as if being torn apart.

Looking down, a sword pierced his heart.

Ning Qing's hand holding the white sword trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth quivered slightly: "You devil..."

Ning Qing used his strength, and the sword stabbed deeper: "You really deserve to die..."

Blood flowed from the corner of Wu Zhi's mouth, he frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

His vision was a little blurred, he looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.

The sword was suddenly pulled away from him, Ning Qing took a few steps back: "Master...?"

Before Wu Zhi could react, he fell into an embrace.

The man hugged him and put his hand gently on his head: "Give him to me."

The stabbing pain in the heart gradually spread to the whole body, and a sudden warmth swept over the whole body, and the pain in the heart disappeared instantly.

It is Xuan Lingyu.

Xuanling Jade is a piece of precious jade. It is rumored that there is nothing in the world that it cannot solve, so I always carry Xuanling Jade with me. Usually it is only for urgent needs, but I didn't expect to use it at this time.

Gaining strength for a moment, he suddenly grabbed the hand on his head.

Seeing that Ren Yanxing was a little surprised, he sneered, and pulled the man over with his backhand. With a turn of his toes, the sword on the ground bounced sharply, and he held it firmly in his hand.

The flower branch entangled Ning Qing's leg, Ning Qing drew his sword and wanted to cut off the flower branch, but he found that he couldn't stop cutting it: "Let go!"

The flower branch pierced Ning Qing's skin, and it grew wildly upwards, directly wrapping around Ning Qing's arm.

Blood flowed from Ning Qing's arm, gradually staining his white clothes red.

Ren Yanxing struggled to break free from Wu Zhi's arms, he stretched out his hand to hold the flower branch, dazzling blood oozed from his hand, staining those white hands red and dirty.

"Wuzhi, stop!" Ren Yanxing held the flower branch weakly.

Wuzhi remained motionless.

The flower branch spread faster, it gradually devoured Ning Qing's body, wrapping Ning Qing up.

"No limit, I beg you..."

"Stop it..."

Blood stained Ren Yanxing's hands red, his usually proud eyes were helpless at this moment, he looked at Wuzhi helplessly:

"Stop it..."

But Wuzhi seemed to be unable to hear, he just stared at Ning Qing in front of him, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying.

Ning Qing struggled among the flower branches, the body wrapped in green flower branches struggled a few times, and after half a quarter of an hour, there was no sound.

Blood oozes from the green flower branches, dripping to the ground along with the vines.

"What did you do...?" Gu Ming next to him was breathless.

"Why, he is only allowed to kill me? I am not allowed to fight back?"

Shock flashed in Ren Yanxing's eyes. He stood up and pushed aside the green vines.

There was a weak breathing from among the vines, and he was relieved after confirming that Ning Qing was still alive.

"This is red vine, you can kill people within a month if you lock them inside." The endless voice came from behind him without any haste.

"If you behave better this month, you might be able to save them." Wu Zhi smiled lightly and stood behind Ren Yanxing.

"You, you..." Xie Chaohe looked at them in shock and clenched the sword in his hand.

Endless gloomy eyes swept over Xie Chaohe, without saying a word.

Ren Yanxing came back to his senses, he jumped over to stand in front of Xie Chaohe: "Let's go."

Xie Chaohe looked at the person tightly wrapped by green vines on the ground, his eyes were wet unconsciously, he looked up for a long time, and finally turned and left.

Xie Chaohe's figure disappeared into the darkness until he could no longer be seen.

Wuzhi glanced at Xie Chaohe lightly, his chest pressed against Ren Yanxing's back, and his knuckle fingers stroked Ren Yanxing's chin.

Countless red eyes stared at them through the crack of the door in the dark night, with greed in their eyes.

Ren Yanxing looked at the desolate scene in front of him, the dark night, and the invisible future.

Wu Zhi whispered in his ear: "From now on..."

"Nobody bothers us anymore."

Ren Yanxing grabbed his hand, his fingertips were stained with blood and Wu Zhi's hand was stained: "Wu Zhi."

"Gu Ming, Ning Qing, I can understand both."

"But the others, what did they do wrong?"

Wu Zhi held his hand instead, and then he fell down among the rose bushes.

Immediately, Wu Zhi came up, his voice became hoarse: "In this world, no one is right or wrong."

Wu Zhi held his blood-stained hand, then bent down.

In the bushes of bright red roses, the two intertwined their fingers, and in the bushes were scattered clothes.

Wu Zhi's body undulated slightly, he looked at the person under him, but he pressed the ground even deeper: "You just need to be obedient..."

"They'll all be fine."

The roses bloomed slowly, trembling slightly among the flowers, and the moonlight rolled up the figure on the ground, moving an inch or two towards the bloody one.

The hall was in a mess, with glaring blood stained everywhere, as well as a slight panting that didn't fit all of this.

After three days,

"Have you heard?"

"what?"

"Didn't there be a very powerful rebel army a few days ago at the border?"

"what happened?"

"I heard that the rebel army disappeared overnight..."

"What? So scary?"

"Our lord Zhi, we really can't afford to offend..."

Several people were discussing in the inn, and couldn't help but exclaim a few words.

"My lord, do we want to go inside and have a look?" Xiaoyue was picking out gadgets at the stall, and looked at Ren Yanxing beside him.

Since coming back that day, Ren Yanxing just stayed in the room and didn't talk too much.

In the past few days, Wuzhi no longer locked him in the room, and let him go out of the palace occasionally.

A few days ago, Wu Zhi sent someone to bring a high-quality piano, saying that he would come to listen to him play in a few days.

He lowered his head and scanned his five fingers.

His fair and slender fingers were covered with scars, and the fingers that were cut by the flower branches that day had not healed.

Xiaoyue naturally noticed his movements, and couldn't help complaining: "Your fingers are so broken, then you have to play the piano for him! It's really disgusting!"

"It's okay, let's go back?" Ren Yanxing smiled and walked back.

"Oh..." Xiaoyue quickly followed his pace.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" A roar came, and a woman in red came riding a horse. She waved a whip in her hand and went on a rampage.

"Who is that?" Others discussed.

"Oh, I heard that she is the princess of Feile Kingdom. I heard that we have not been in close contact with Feile in the past few days. It seems that we intend to..."

"really?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Feile has a different culture and customs than Wuyou. It is located in the north of Kyushu and coexists with the desert. I heard that people in Feile are good at riding. Almost everyone owns a horse of their own, and their favorite thing is to gallop on the road.

Today's Wuyou situation is changing, and everyone knows it well, and they all know that Wuyou's power is now controlled by Wuzhi, and Wuzhi has long been the emperor of this country.

These rumors naturally spread to Ren Yanxing's ears, he just pulled the cloak on his body: "Xiaoyue, go back."

Satsuki responded.

Today's palace is much more lively than before, and the palace people are carrying tea to the main hall.

"You don't know, the princess of Feiyue Kingdom is so beautiful. I'm not bragging. If you don't believe me, go and see it!"

"Really?"

Several people were discussing, caught a glimpse of Ren Yanxing walking not far away, slightly blessed himself.

Ren Yanxing glanced at them, turned around and entered the house.

He raised his hand to close the door, and pressed a warm chest against his back: "Where did you go?"

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