Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

Hua Zangying met Hua Wenhai who had been looking for her all the way in the middle of the journey. Without a word, she punched each other. The two brothers exchanged punches and kicks in the rain. Sitting on the ground panting.

"Buying Ying, are you crazy?"

Hua Wenhai was surprised by Hua Zangying's anger, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious. Hua Zangying wiped the blood from his lips, looked at Hua Wenhai with red eyes as if he was desperate, and questioned loudly.

"Hua Wenhai, are you dead? You let him live alone at such a young age, almost dying of weakness, what did you do!"

"I……"

"Don't talk about big things with me. The overall situation of bullshit is the most important thing. I only know that he is my brother and the person I want to protect. I don't know what happened to you, and I don't want to know. I just want to tell you that if this brother If you don’t want it, just give it to me, I want more!”

Hua Zangying is notoriously barbaric and unreasonable. Hearing what he said, Hua Wenhai immediately lowered her head in shame, thinking about the absurd things she has done these days, it is really unbearable to talk about.

Hua Zangying stood up and walked to Hua Wenhai and stretched out his hand towards him. Hua Wenhai raised his head, the rain blurred his vision so that he couldn't see Hua Zangying's face clearly, but he just felt that this brother had grown up.

When Yaohua Yingque appeared in front of the two brothers holding Hua Shiqi covered in blood, Hua Wenhai and Hua Zangying's expressions changed almost at the same time, and they rushed forward. Yaohua Yingque shook his head, indicating that they should stay here It's not suitable to stay for a long time, let's leave first. Not long after the three of them left Lancheng, the god on 33 descended here, closed his eyes and quietly felt the familiar divine breath left just now, and the overwhelming breath of death filled this small town.

"You have never been impatient with ants."

I don’t know if it’s a sigh or a mockery. The dust settles and everything returns to its original appearance. It’s just that the bustling is no longer there, and the tyrannical aura surrounds Qinglong. .

"It's fine, just let him sleep well."

Nalan Jue opened the door and looked at the people around the door. She spoke unhurriedly. Her face was a little pale. It was the first time she had spent too much spiritual power and blood to save a dying person. An attempt, although lying there at her mercy is her most valued little junior.

Hua Wenhai and Hua Zangying entered the room, one on the left and one on the right, guarding the side of the bed. Only then did they sit down and have a good chat.

"I know Shi Qi's life experience is different, and I also guessed what my mother meant, but I didn't expect you to make a move ahead of time, that's all, but how did you do it to make him look like this?"

"Just listen... After that day, I was plagued by demons. I was careless for a while, but I was taken advantage of. Now my mind is sometimes clear and sometimes in a trance. I can't control myself at all. If it goes on for a long time, I am afraid that time will be numbered."

Hua Zangying lowered her voice, for fear of waking up the sleeping Hua Shiqi, Hua Wenhai bowed her head and pondered for a long time, before she breathed a sigh of relief, and told about all kinds of things that happened during this period, Hua Zangying frowned when she heard it. Later, I can't wait to lift the table.

"These bastards!"

Hua Zangying gritted his teeth in hatred, and why not Hua Wenhai, it feels good to regain it, but even so he doesn't want to go through it a few more times, otherwise he will really go crazy.

"What are you going to do in the future?"

"I will go to that old senior, worship him as a teacher, and practice in seclusion. During the period, Seventeen will entrust you to take care of him."

Hua Wenhai didn't notice that when he was speaking, Hua Shiqi's eyelashes trembled, Hua Zangying was silent, there was no other way to deal with the matter, it must be delayed day by day.

The letter of Hua Elegy was collected by Hua Wenhai in the Qiankun loan, and I don't know if he read it. Hua Zangying stayed by Hua Shiqi's side all day, for fear of losing it again. He went to Lancheng to read it once. In the dead city, the living are not tolerated. Yaohua Yingque said that it was the tomb of the buried god, but Hua Zangying didn't take it seriously. With their aptitude and the help of their family, it would be easy to overcome the catastrophe and become a god within a hundred years.

"A beggar, a beggar..."

Hua Shiqi's memory is a little messed up, he kept chanting a sentence, Hua Zangying knew the little beggar, but Yaohua Yingque brought back only Hua Shiqi, who didn't see the little beggar, Hua Wenhai avoided the little beggar. The self that has entered the body has influenced Hua Shiqi, who has been watching from afar.

"The funeral shadow said that Shiqi left with the little beggar's body, but you only brought Shiqi back. May I ask, where is the little beggar now?"

In the face of Hua Wenhai's unavoidable questioning, Yaohua Yingque ignored the good-tempered question, with a look of contemplation, Qiankun borrowed the brilliance of the purple skeleton in the whole body, and it is a taboo to cast bones with souls, Horcruxes will affect The fate of the caster caused a drastic change in his mind, falling into the devil's way, and becoming a bloodthirsty person.

"Dead, no bones left."

After leaving a sentence, Yaohua Yingque walked away, Hua Shiqi sat on the ground with her back against the sliding door, she closed her eyes as if she was asleep, her bony fingers moved rhythmically, those familiar and unfamiliar memories were confused Unbearable, the lower lip was bitten and bleeding, and the headache seemed to be splitting open. Hua Shiqi still refused to open his eyes and let out the pain. Hua Zangying went to the small kitchen to cook porridge, and Hua Wenhai was outside the door. Shi Qi's outstretched hand fell weakly, his dark eyes were smeared with purple, he untied his belt indifferently, took off his clothes, and looked at the bandages wrapped around his body, which was a bit annoying.

When Hua Zangying came back, she saw the bandages scattered all over the floor, her eyes were slightly heavy, but she didn't show it around. Instead, she closed the door, put the porridge on the table and sat aside with her eyes closed. Although there are coincidences in this world, but Why is it so coincidental that Hua Wenhai stole Seventeen with his front foot, was hunted down with his back foot, and broke the seal in the mountain range by accident, and after that, it looked like an invisible big hand was secretly pushing this... What happened, the so-called authorities are obsessed with onlookers, what he saw was naturally Hua Wenhai knew a lot, and the root of everything was still his own brother.

"Huofeng, check Seventeen's birthday for me."

When she thinks of her mother abandoning Xiao Qiqi and allowing Xiao Shiqi to be taken away to become a container for others to nourish her soul, Hua Zangying feels chilling, but she is more disturbed. Yaohua Yingque's cultivation is unfathomable, his The disciples are all extraordinary, but they dote on Shiqi so much, even if Hua Shiqi is their junior brother who once fell, but such deliberateness is itself questionable.

"Sinner, I want to know something about Yaohua Yingque, I hope to clear up the confusion as soon as possible!"

After transmitting the sound to Yu Hailuo, Hua Zangying took out her longevity lock and put it on the table, her eyes were firm, and there was a restless evil spirit floating in it. No matter who it is, Hua Zangying's younger brother will never allow others to belittle!