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He muffled the word "Junior Brother" and pronounced it with full intimacy and love.

It is not enough to read it many times a day. In the first days, he felt that he was crazy. He couldn't restrain his liking when he slept at night. When he heard the slightest movement next door, he had the urge to get up and take a look. Before he knew it, he developed a habit. I can't change it either.

Light sleep?No, no, that's because he has divided half of his mind, and that half of his mind never rests.

Laundry for him, cooking for him, even combing his hair, what would an eight-year-old do?He was such a well-clothed young master again.He is well-clothed and well-fed, but he is not pampered. Occasionally, he would say "Thank you, brother, Ruisheng is very grateful."

Seeing the child gradually getting used to the life on the mountain, learning things quickly, mastering every single point, and responding faster, made him surprised and happy.There have also been children who were naughty. After learning a little light work, they went to play tricks on the woodcutter who went up the mountain to cut firewood. He was taught by the master. Dab it on, and the child moaned twice, not as if he was wronged, but rather as a spoiled child, and called out: "Senior brother..."

Suddenly he didn't know what was going on in his heart, as if something had disappeared, he felt unprecedentedly relaxed, so many sorrows and heaviness in the world seemed to be nothing worth mentioning at this moment.

In the lonely deep mountains, in the uninhabited forests, he often has the illusion that this is dependent on each other?He literally raised the child, who was so thin at the beginning, slowly grew a little, and didn't get sick much, and most of the time he followed him step by step, like a helpless little animal.

His master saw it, and for a while thought about accepting another young apprentice. Rong Jialu never contradicted his master, but he was almost angry in his heart. Such a fierce resistance surprised even himself, such a strong desire for monopoly.He was almost 16 at the time, thinking a lot more than before, and suddenly he realized something.

He endured the turmoil in his heart and asked him: "Junior Brother, do you want a Junior Junior Brother or Junior Sister?"

The child seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then stopped talking, not knowing what he was thinking.

He knew that his junior's mind was spinning very quickly, and he might have passed through many thoughts in such a short period of time. With such a little effort, his palms were actually sweating thinly.

Then he listened to the child...actually he is twelve now, he is considered a young boy, and he said slowly: "One more person and one more pair of bowls and chopsticks, wouldn't it be more work? Besides, Ruisheng is not as good as senior brother Meticulous, taking care of people is still reluctant, it is really useless to think about it."

He saw that the young man seemed to have a fairly open gaze, and couldn't help but raised his hand. He heard his heart beating faster and faster, and his fingertips almost touched the young man's face. Then I heard a nervous question: "Brother, will you be my brother forever?"

He met the young boy's gaze, so clean and ignorant, but also so wholeheartedly trusting, he felt the sweat on his palms cool down all of a sudden.

He tried his best to keep his voice steady, and said: "Okay." He said to himself again: "Your senior brother alone."

From then on, this word turned into a trust that could not be betrayed, and became an unbreakable shackle that bound him, and as his mind became more tenacious, he was never able to go out.

At the age of 17, Rong Jialu had to face the reality, leave the hidden mountains, plunge into the chaotic world of mortals, and step onto the battlefield of his father's generation.

He knew that he would not be able to see his little junior brother again for many years after that, but what he didn't know was that that simple good word would accomplish an endless guardianship for the rest of his life.

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My father is the current prime minister, my own father is the leader of the martial arts alliance, my brother used to be a prince, my aunt is a foreign princess, and I have an uncle who is the worst now, retreating in the wilderness forest, but I Dad said that he used to be a great general with great military exploits.

I was very active in the world, because I have money and background, they also gave me a title, called the most beautiful woman in the world.

I am very dissatisfied, because my own father's name is number one in the world, and I don't want to be as vulgar as him.

My mother died of illness when I was ten years old, and then my father adopted me.He is very good to me, very good, better than my own father.On the Lantern Festival the year before last, I beat Shangshu’s youngest son half to death, and Shangshu knelt at the gate of the palace for a long time, begging the emperor to call the shots. The crowd from all over the capital came to watch, almost breaking the stone slab in front of the palace.I thought this incident might be a disaster, but my father didn't say anything, he just went to the palace.Later... Shangshu changed people.

I am very strange, my father has always taught me not to do anything casually, he said that I am short-tempered and violent, and I have to learn to be calm, otherwise something will happen sooner or later.He also said that great strength and martial arts are not necessarily invincible in the world, only the wise can have the last laugh.This time, my father only said that I have grown up and become a big girl, and he believes my judgment on this matter.

It's not for nothing that my father is honored as a famous figure of a generation.

My own father can't do it anymore, he always thinks that I take up too much of my father's time, shit, I get angry when I think of it, all night and all night is his, and he wants to grab me the time of the day, greedy.

However, my own father is very rich, and he is very generous to me. Every time he comes back from a business in an unknown county, he will give me a stack of bank notes and let me go out and spend whatever I want.Pooh, I want to push me away again.

Yesterday, he came back again, this time it took a long time to go, two months younger, my father was very happy, he asked someone to cook a table of dishes, the two chatted while drinking, I hid in the backyard and eavesdropped as usual, My father said that Zhisen's academic performance is very good, and he will be able to take the imperial examination in two years. My own father repeatedly nodded and said that it was my father who taught him well. My father also said that the emperor only accepted two concubines this year. The ministers are all overwhelmed My own father shook his head and said it was a sin, ah, a sin, and my father also said that Feixue would be seventeen or eighteen this year, should he get married?

I was so angry that I really wanted to jump out and go back to the house to scoop out my Qinglian Baiyue Sword and fight my own father.It's a pity that my father annoyed me the most when I fought in the mansion, so I had no choice but to bear my temper and continue to listen.

My father also said that he was afraid that I would be overwhelmed if I married into an official family, so my own father said that there are many outstanding young people in the martial arts league, so why don't you let me go back to Jingliumen first so that he can send someone to find me.

My father thought about it for a long time, and I also listened with pricked ears, so I just listened to him.

My eyes suddenly went dark, I don't want to get married!I want to accompany my father forever!In a fit of anger, I went back to the house to collect some clothes, took down my small treasury from the beam, and slipped out of the mansion over the wall while it was dark.

In the past, when I traveled far away, it was always my father or my own father, no matter how bad it was, there were a few elders in the door following me, and the horses had to pick tails and neatly colored coats.This time, although I was on the road alone, with more than a dozen banknotes stuffed around my waist and my sword pinned to my back, I was full of confidence and planned to go to Jiangnan for a while and ask my father and my own father to cut them off The idea of ​​marrying a daughter is good.

Most people in the Jianghu are very idle, but these people are not well-known, so they are also very poor.The famous ones are the big disciples and seniors of various sects, etc. Every time they go down the mountain or out of the valley, they will be invited by wealthy businessmen and nobles from all over the country, so their lives are very nourishing.

I am also well-known in the rivers and lakes. In the past, I was always followed by someone when I came out, so I can show off to the fullest. It is best to come out with a disciple and let me show my skills.Now, I have run away from home. My own father has many eyes and ears in the world. Just to be careful, I bought a gauze hat to wear.

In the past, I saw Xiaoqiuxian's female disciples all wearing veils, which were very mysterious and hazy, and I still thought they were so beautiful, but this time I tried it myself and found that the veil was really boring, the hair was all piled up together and covered with sweat, and there was another layer in front With the white stuff in front of me, I just feel restless and want to throw this broken hat somewhere.

I just came to the edge of the restaurant in the city. The three-story wooden building was built facing the street. It looked exquisite, so I got off the horse and planned to ask Jianfang to take a breather.

But before I could rein in the horse, there was a noisy fight ahead. I squinted my eyes and saw a man in ragged clothes squatting in the middle, begging for mercy.

"Help! Help! Stop hitting, I'll give you money, I'll give you money!"

When I heard it, okay, this is a blatant robbery in broad daylight!Without hesitation, I shook off the hat and hat that was in the way, and my mood was instantly relieved. For these grassroots people who can only use brute force, my Qinglian Baiyue sword beat them to pieces without taking out their sheath.

On a sunny day, the cool breeze blew on my face, and my hair loosened. I couldn't help being in a good mood, and stretched out my hand to give the unlucky man a hand.

This man looked like a weak scholar, his face was bruised from the beating, and he did not forget to bow his hands to me sourly: "I am so polite, my surname is Xue, and the inscription is Lingshu. If you dare to ask your benefactor Honorable name?"

I've always had a good impression of people who look like scholars, but it's hard for me to arouse my interest in this defenseless white chicken, not to mention, he still looks horrible now.I waved my hand and said politely: "It's a small matter." After I finished speaking, I turned around and led the horse.

I think heroes should be like this. Seeing injustice on the road, they draw their swords to help, and leave without leaving their names.However, this