I lost my brother

Hou Jie bowed his head and said: "We followed the marks left by the leader to track here, but it turned out to be a step too late. We failed to protect the leader in time and hurt the leader. Please punish the leader."

Ah Hua, that is, Zhu Lin, said casually: "I don't blame you, it's because I wanted to find a place where no one would bother me to break through the ninth level of Wuxiang Gong, but unexpectedly something happened." To the unexpected man."

Of course Hou Jie knew who he was talking about, and sweat broke out on his forehead.I was afraid that he would bring up the matter of poisoning the Sui bamboo slips back then, but fortunately Zhu Lin didn't say much.

He had forgotten that the current Zhu Lin was afraid that he would no longer have the same feelings for Sui Jian as before, because the practitioners of Wuxiang Kungfu would become cold-hearted and indifferent after practicing Wuxiang Kungfu to the later stage.

Back then, Wan Zhengcong also had a big change in his temperament when he reached the eighth level of Wuxiang Kungfu, and he was bloodthirsty, which caused those troubles later.

Zhu Lin is worthy of being the son of Wan Zhengcong and Zhu Jinyun. He has inherited all the advantages of his parents. He has also made rapid progress in practicing Wuxiang Gong. He has reached the eighth level in just five years. It took nearly ten years to reach the eighth floor.

The practice of non-phase kung fu became slower and slower. Zhu Lin finally managed to break through the ninth floor recently, but was caught by the idiots in Baiyu Villa who accidentally hit him. By the time he got the news, it was already too late.

Zhu Lin has always had his own ideas since he was a child, and even more so after he obtained the magic skill. I don't know if he was affected by the Wuxiang skill, he became moody, and his behavior became more and more perverse and violent. He has to intensify, and no one in the church dares to provoke him.In the past, I could say a few words in front of him, but now I absolutely dare not.

Hou Jie cautiously said: "What is the leader's plan now?"

Zhu Lin lowered his eyelashes and said indifferently: "Do you remember how long is the 20-year agreement between Candle Dragon Sect and Zhengdao Baijia?"

"Counting from the day the leader was born, this year is No. 19, and there is less than half a year left."

Hou Jie complained, and there was this 20-year agreement, so Zhu Linte insisted on taking it seriously. He had to wait 20 years before he could officially declare war with the righteous schools. At that time, the Candle Dragon Sect will have a great chance of winning.

Zhu Lin's mind is so delicate, he saw what he was thinking, and chuckled lightly: "I will stay with that person during this time, I have a hunch that he will be a great help for me to break through the ninth floor, during this time unless I take the initiative to call you, otherwise there is no need to show up."

Hou Jie leaned over and said yes.

"By the way," Zhu Lin suddenly said with a strange expression, "You let Poison Lady come over."

Sui Jian was very lucky, and directly found the meeting hall of Baiyu Villa.

He lay on the roof and gently moved a piece of tile. There were two people talking in the room, one sitting and one kneeling. The kneeling person seemed to have suffered a serious injury. Clothes made of silk and satin, he was listening to the man kneeling with an unclear expression. This man should be He Dongnan, the owner of Baiyu Villa.

"...The subordinates are incompetent. They failed to persuade Steward Wang Peng to attack the mysterious young man. Who would have thought that he was so powerful that he could kill a whole team of people in the villa while he was in a state of madness. His methods were extremely cruel. This subordinate Only by escaping from death can we come back and report this matter to the owner." Feng Run was sweating profusely, and he couldn't even look up at He Dongnan's face while speaking.

"You mean, that's someone from the Demon Cult?"

"Yes, this person is treacherous and ruthless. I have never heard of such a person in the Jianghu... It may only be the Candle Dragon Sect who cannot appear in the Jianghu for some reason."

He Dongnan reached out and stroked his silver beard, "Where are those 'goods'?"

"The 'goods' have been sent to a safe place for the time being, and will be sent to the buyer after the limelight passes."

"Hmm... who?!"

A cat meowed from the roof, He Dongnan narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Come on, come and have a look on the roof."

A "yes" came from outside the house, and the two guards guarding the door jumped onto the roof and grabbed the big orange cat that was startled by the sound.After seeing it, He Dongnan said softly, "It's really a cat."

Feng Run suddenly paled and said urgently: "Villa Master, I have one more thing to do. This subordinate pretended to be dead to escape, and finally saw the mysterious boy being taken away by a man wearing an indigo shirt."

"Do you know who it is?"

"It's too far away... I don't know, but I still remember the basic characteristics, and I'm sure I can recognize it if I encounter it."

He Dongnan pondered for a moment, then said, "Go down."

Feng Run was not completely relieved until he walked back to his guard's room. He was paralyzed on the ground, and he couldn't even use the strength to climb onto the bed. If it wasn't for the last clue that saved his life, he would have to walk out of the conference hall sideways up.

Sui Jian went back to the White Mansion and closed the door, and then pulled off the mask in shock. The White Jade Villa had its appearance, and the tiles on the roof must have not been repaired for a long time. If the cat hadn't happened to appear, he would have almost been exposed.

Tonight, he has already verified that what A Hua said is true. It turns out that those people actually set their minds on A Hua, causing trouble and losing their lives, and they deserved it.

It's just that I don't know where the abducted boys and girls are now being held, so I have to hurry up and ask someone who knows.

Ah Hua very consciously made a bunk on the ground and fell asleep.

Sui Jian didn't mind if he really fell asleep, so she simply washed in the cold water in the room, and fell asleep after lying on the bed for a while.He was really tired and hadn't had a good night's sleep for nearly a month.

Of course Zhu Lin didn't fall asleep, he counted Sui Jian's breathing, and waited until his breathing was long, and after a while, he got up and walked to the bedside, and carefully looked at the peaceful sleeping person.

This is the Sui Jian eight years later. Compared with the memory, the appearance has not changed much. The eyebrows and eyes have been opened, and the outline is more detailed. The corners of the mouth on both sides are slightly raised. Face.

Zhu Lin looked at him without emotion, as if looking at a piece of goods.

This person is the magic barrier for him to break through Wuxiang Gong, and it is also the magic barrier in his heart for so many years.

There was no omission in his memory, and he clearly remembered the memories that this person brought to him when he was a child that made him unable to extricate himself.

But just remember, there is no temperature, no color, just like reading other people's stories.This is what Wuxiang Gong brought him supreme power at the same time as the price, no more, no less, all the warmth and touch that Sui Jian had brought to him, when he discovered it, he no longer felt much.

Zhu Lin stared at Sui Jian's slender neck, as if he could see traces of blood flowing inside through a thin layer of skin.

He suddenly wondered, if Sui Jian died in front of him, would his heart ache?

His brows were suddenly frowned, Zhu Lin suppressed the bloodthirsty desire in his heart, pinched his right wrist with his left hand, and said in his heart, "No, wait a little longer...wait a little longer."

No matter what unspeakable things happened in the dark and humid corner, the four-year martial arts conference was going on without any haste.

With Sui Jian's current martial arts attainments, it feels like a bully to participate in this conference.

His opponent in the third round was a rising star who was in the limelight. When he drew lots, he abstained directly from the opponent, and he didn't know what the outside world would say about him. This made Sui Jian feel very complicated.

Zhu Lin's mood was also complicated. He didn't take the antidote he got two days ago and didn't take it right away.

The poisonous lady is a very well-dressed young woman. The vigorous woman took the antidote and put it under her nose and sniffed it gently. She said with a very speechless expression: "Master, this is clearly ordinary loquat sugar, which is used to moisten the throat." Only then did he realize that the so-called Qiri Duanchang San was also fabricated by Sui Jian, and he was actually deceived by Sui Jian's few words for half a month.

The face of the leader of a sect is completely humiliated in front of his subordinates!

There were suddenly many young girls among the contestants and onlookers of the martial arts competition this time. They gathered together in twos and threes to take a sneak peek at Zhu Lin, who was watching the competition casually in the audience, chattering blushingly about which family it belonged to. Young master, he looks so handsome, no one has noticed him before.

Zhu Lin has long been accustomed to these gazes, and his appearance has completely changed since he was a child. When he was a teenager, he looked more like his father, but when he grows up, he looks more and more like him. called mother.

It's not just the change in appearance. When he returned to the Candle Dragon Sect, the progress was not so fast due to the initial learning of Wuxiang Gong. He also had to always pay attention to the small movements of some people in the sect who were either harboring evil intentions or disobedient to him. , So passed two or three years of difficult days.Later, the Formless Kungfu gradually became great, and people became afraid of him again.

He walked alone at a young age, his heart was lonely and inhumane, and even his previous beliefs were weakened layer by layer due to Wuxiang Gong, and a once hot heart was gradually frozen.

Every time he breaks through, he is dangerous. If he doesn't pay attention, he will be backlashed by Wuxiang Gong. After living under such harsh conditions for many years, it is understandable that his personality has changed drastically, so Sui Jian didn't notice it after getting along with him for more than half a month. His true identity is also excusable.

Having said that, it is nothing more than that.

Where no one was paying attention, Feng Run, who came out to watch the martial arts conference, recognized at a glance that the man in the indigo shirt on the stage was the one who took the mysterious boy away that day.

Feng Run quietly withdrew from the crowd and ran towards Baiyu Villa, trembling with excitement along the way.

Sui Jian is relatively busy these days. She has to go to find out the whereabouts of the kidnapped boys and girls, watch over Ah Hua to prevent him from revealing his identity and cause trouble, adjust his state to participate in the martial arts conference, and take time to drink tea with his master chess.

Xie Hanzi held the white piece in his hand, looked at Sui Jian's chin that had become sharper and thinner recently, and said gently: "What happened recently?"

Sui Jian ate the master's three sons without mercy, and said with a bright smile: "No, everything is fine."

Although Xie Hanzi's face is not obvious, he is nearly half a hundred years old.

Sui Jian felt sorry for him, and wanted him to enjoy leisure and happiness in the days to come, play chess with others, drink tea, chat, occasionally sip some warm wine, and travel far from time to time to visit rivers and lakes The free life of friends on the Internet.It's best not to bother his master with the rest of the disturbance, at least he and Guan Yuxiao are two personal disciples.

He didn't say anything, and Xie Hanzi didn't force it. The apprentice got older and had an idea, so he just chatted: "Speaking of which, who is your opponent in the next match?"

Sui Jian thought for a while, "It seems to be Yuxiao."

Xie Hanzi clapped his hands and said with a smile: "When the time comes, don't bully your junior brother too much."

"That's natural."

Guan Yuxiao has also grown in the past few years. When he was a child, he still had some oily noodles made of gold, silver and wealth. As he practiced martial arts, he is now tall and tall, with an extraordinary appearance, and looks like a handsome young man.

Sui Jian was getting more and more incomprehensible to his junior brother's mind. It was fine when he was a child, but at some point, it seemed that suddenly, the relationship between the two gradually became estranged.In the past two years, he joked that his younger brother had grown up and was not as coquettish as before, and Guan Yuxiao just smiled solemnly and politely.Sui Jian sighed. After all, his affection for this brother-in-law was not as close as that of Tang Yishu and the others.

Sui Jian's meridians were punched through by accident, and his comprehension was extremely high. He had already fully mastered the Kunpeng swordsmanship taught to him by Xie Hanzi.Now he was standing on the ring, and said to Guan Yuxiao in a gentle manner: "Let senior brother see how you are progressing."

Guan Yuxiao remained silent, lowered his eyelashes, pulled out "Broken Front" for a long time, made a gesture and said: "Brother, please enlighten me."

The entire competition lasted less than a stick of incense, and even when Sui Jian was seriously leaking water, the sandalwood shadow never got out of its sheath from beginning to end.

Guan Yuxiao's moves were fierce, and Sui Jian wrapped his sharpness like a ball of cotton wool. He even forgot that he was in the arena, and would give some pointers from time to time.

You can clearly see the expressions of the two of them from the audience, Zhu Lin observed Guan Yuxiao with great interest, and mocked in his heart, this person is not good at martial arts, otherwise Sui Jian must be killed on the stage at this moment to give up .

Sui Jian released the water for a long time, and shot down Guan Yuxiao's weapon within the last ten moves. The difference in martial arts between the two is not a star and a half, probably the difference between a genius and an ordinary person, which makes people helpless and helpless.

Guan Yuxiao picked up Suifeng and put the sword back into its sheath. Sui Jian hugged his shoulders from behind, fearing that he would be hurt by a competition, and said cautiously: "Brother, invite you to have lunch?"

Guan Yuxiao showed a harmless smile, and refused: "No, I have to go back and practice more, otherwise the gap between me and my brother will only widen."

Sui Jian shrugged her shoulders heartily, anyway, no matter what he invited his junior to do, nine times out of ten he would be rejected, and he was used to it.

Seeing him like this, Zhu Lin's heart was filled with unknown anger. Is it true that he is so unsuspecting as long as it is the people around him?In the past eight years, he has only grown tall but not caring?

Deliberately warning one or two, then thinking about it again, he laughed at himself, he is just an outsider who is still useful to Sui Jian now, would he believe an inexplicable warning from an outsider or the junior who grew up with him?The results speak for themselves.

Zhu Lin had a cold face, thinking without emotion, what does it matter to me whether this person who has never experienced any troubles dies or not, I have to think about it for him.

Turning around and just about to leave, his left shoulder sank, and a smiling voice sounded in his ear, "Let's go, I invite you to dinner." He said without any explanation and took his uninjured arm and walked towards the nearby restaurant.

Just now Zhu Lin scolded him in his heart full of arrogance, but the burning fire in his heart was extinguished by him in an understatement in a blink of an eye, so fast that there was not even a spark left.He scolded himself for being worthless, but still walked away impatiently.

The author has something to say:

Sui Jian: Go eat~

Zhu Lin: No!

Sui Jian: Oh, then I will go by myself

Zhu Lin: ...you wait!